#wanted to find the original meme in the same size but this was the reference

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Episode 4 in a nutshell

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#escapedaudios #blue infinity #audio rp #digital art #meme #Blind Simon wants to eat the rock lol #Plot twist: Yahui/Lass is like that because his hat is too dang pointy #Should I color this at some point? #I didn’t do him justice #wanted to find the original meme in the same size but this was the reference

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summary: an unexpected text message from chan leads to minho’s family gaining a new member. but when feelings get in the way, minho starts wondering if four can be a magic number, too...

pairing: human owner!minho x cat hybrid!felix x cat hybrid!reader x hamster hybrid!jisung

genre: angst if you squint, fluff, smut

warnings: mentions of past abuse (e.g. beating, yelling, mentions of blood, injuries, abandonment), swearing, kissing, tickling, implied hacking, hugging, slight jealousy, biting, grinding, master/sir kink, fingering, eating out, hair-pulling, choking, unprotected sex/creampie, cum-stuffing, overstimulation, aftercare, cheating (but not really?), handjob, finger-sucking, blowjob, size kink, praise kink, corruption kink, hickeys, begging, edging, bondage (with a belt), tons of pet names, silly jokes & the L-word (pls lmk if i missed anything triggering)

author’s note: the title is once again inspired by the neighbourhood’s song softcore; there are lots of references to real-life skz quotes (if that makes you uncomfortable, don’t read), as well as batcat, rihanna, the originals, tiktoks, memes, you name it

word count: 8.1k

part one

chan & seungmin’s story

changbin, hyunjin & jeongin’s story

Lee Know's POV

If Minho could choose one word to describe his life, it would be the word perfect. After having adopted the cat hybrid Y/N and the hamster hybrid Jisung, he finally had something to look forward to before going home. He felt like through them, he had found his purpose. Before, it was just the same old monotonous existence: eat, sleep, work, repeat. But when he was blessed by Jisung and Y/N's pleasant company, his heart had grown in size. He couldn't remember what it was like before they'd become a crucial part of his life. Looking after them gave him more meaning than any other activity. And what made him even happier was how much affection they had for each other.

One evening, he got a really shocking text message from his best friend Chan. As a fellow hybrid owner, Minho could often confide in him and he believed Chan understood him better than anyone.

My only hyung 🐺: Minho, I need your help! I was driving and suddenly something jumped in the middle of the road. Luckily, I managed to stop in the last second. When I got out of my car, I saw this kid who looked like he'd been abused and then abandoned. His entire face and body were covered in blood. I think he's a cat hybrid. I would take him home but I'm afraid Seungmin, being a dog hybrid and all that, will scare him even further. Can you give him a place to crash? Just for one night, I'll figure something out tomorrow.

Minho quickly responded that he's on his way and hurriedly grabbed his car keys. When he finally arrived at the location Chan had sent him, Minho noticed that his friend had managed to help the cat hybrid by wrapping some bandages to the best of his abilities and putting some ointment from the first aid kit.

"Wait, why didn't you drive him to a hospital?" Minho wondered.

"He kept frantically repeating no hospitals. Maybe he's afraid the ones who did this to him will find him easily, I don't know."

"Fucking assholes," Minho grunted.

"Language!" Chan scolded his younger friend.

"So, what now?"

"It's getting pretty late and the kid can use some sleep. You can drive him to your apartment, right?"

"Sure. I doubt Jisung and Y/N would mind."

"Besides, it's just for one night," Chan reminded him. "We'll look into this further and hopefully, find him a caring home."

Minho nodded absent-mindedly. He didn't even know the cat hybrid's name and yet he already wanted to keep him. For more than one night.

Felix's POV

Felix couldn't stop himself from shivering. He wasn't particularly cold but he was terrified of what this new guy who'd just appeared out of nowhere might do to him. Wherever he went, there was no escape from humans. His owners had been the worst, always beating him and yelling at him. When they decided to ditch him in some forest, he was actually happy that he would be free from them. Sure, his bones hurt like hell but at least, now they could no longer touch him. But then, the hunger arrived and Felix thought it would be a great idea to ask a random stranger for a snack. Only...things didn't work out the way he'd hoped they would.

"Do you have a name?" the guy driving the car asked.

"F-felix," he replied.

"Well, Felix, it doesn't look like you've had a particularly happy life. But I hope I can change that."

Felix shuddered at the thought. The only thing that would make him happy was to be left alone.

"I'm Minho, by the way."

"I know, Chan-hyung told me as much."

Though he hadn't spent that much time with Chan, Felix knew he'd miss him. He was so kind and gentle to him. Why did he have to leave him in the hands of this new guy who looked like he could eat him for dinner?

"Don't worry, you'll see him again," Minho said, as if he'd read Felix's mind.

"I will?"

"Duh, he's my best friend. And I'm sure he wants what's best for you."

"Why did he leave me to you, then?" Felix asked, assuming that Minho wasn't it.

"I'll show you."

And show him, he did. Upon walking inside Minho's apartment, Felix was immediately greeted by three lovely creatures rubbing against his legs.

"You have a lot of cats," Felix pointed out dumbly.

"I have a thing about strays," Minho smirked. "And you haven't even seen Y/N, she's just like you."

"You...have a cat hybrid?" Felix was pleasantly surprised he would meet another of his kind.

"Have is probably not the right word. She's my girlfriend."

"Oh."

"And you'll also meet Jisung, he's my boyfriend."

"Is he...also a hybrid?" Felix guessed correctly.

"Let's just say...I hope you don't eat hamsters."

"Relax, that's not my cup of tea," Felix chuckled. "Do you have anything sweet, though?"

"How do you feel about brownies?"

Felix's eyes lit up with excitement. Okay, maybe staying here wasn't such a bad idea after all.

Reader's POV

"We'll have a new hybrid friend?" you beamed happily when Minho shared the news with you and Jisung.

"I mean...Chan said it'll only be for one night but when have I ever done as Chan said?"

"Like, never," Jisung snorted.

"Exactly. Do you guys want to meet him now or in the morning?"

"Are you kidding? I can't wait that long!" you squealed.

"Yeah, but you gotta be really careful, he's been through some bad shit."

"So have we," Jisung reminded him. "Don't worry, we'll make him feel at home."

Minho led you and Jisung to the kitchen where the new hybrid was munching on some brownies, an adorable grin splattered on his face.

"Hi, I'm Y/N and this is Jisung!" you chirped impatiently, announcing your presence.

The hybrid flinched, surprised by the warm welcome. Soon enough, he recovered from the brief shock and introduced himself, as well.

"Hello, I'm Felix. It's nice to meet you."

"Likewise," Jisung added. "Um, how are you feeling?"

Felix looked down at himself, as if to subtly point out the wretched state he was in.

"I mean...I've had worse."

"Sorry, my social skills are kinda rusty," Jisung scratched the back of his head awkwardly.

"That's alright. Honestly, I'm too tired to maintain a conversation so I'll probably pass out in a bit."

"Oh, that's perfectly understandable," you replied. "We didn't want to disturb you, Felix."

"We'll talk again tomorrow, yeah?" Felix needed to make sure.

"Anytime you want," you reassured him. "Get some rest."

"Good night, then," Jisung responded, a bit crestfallen because of the brevity of their first encounter with Felix.

Han's POV

"So much for making him feel at home," Jisung sighed when he was alone with Y/N.

"Hey, it took you some time to open up, as well. Don't overthink it, I'm sure things will gradually get better."

"Overthinking is my middle name, sweetheart," Jisung rolled his eyes and kissed her cheek playfully.

"Yeah, well, being there for you is mine," she giggled and squeezed him into a tight hug.

"That's one hell of a long middle name, but I'll let it slide 'cause you're adorable."

"Damn right, I am," Y/N smirked and let her boyfriend (well, one of them) rest his head on her tummy, as she caressed his fluffy hair.

"If anyone told me I would live with two cat hybrids and three cats a year ago, I wouldn't have believed them," Jisung mused out loud.

"If anyone told me I would resist the urge to devour your sweet cheeks, I wouldn't have believed them, either," Y/N joked.

"Not funny."

"Admit it, you like my depraved sense of humour."

"I don't know how I'm letting you get away with this."

"Oh, you think you have power over me, ahjussi?" she teased him relentlessly.

"Yah, who are you calling ahjussi?" Jisung groaned and suddenly, instead of using her belly as a pillow, he started attacking her with tickles.

"Stahppp," Y/N pleaded through her laughter. "Okay, okay, I take it back."

"How am I to be addressed?"

"HANdsome (pun-intended 😉), you like to be called handsome."

"Do you need another reminder?"

"Nope, I learned my lesson, handsome," Y/N insisted, admitting defeat.

Finally, Jisung mercifully stopped tickling her and soon enough, they were back to cuddling.

Lee Know's POV

The following morning, Minho had just finished preparing the breakfast for his family when the doorbell rang. He hurried to open and was greeted by his best friend Chan.

"What are you doing here so early?"

"Listen, I looked into the hybrid owners database and managed to find the address of the monsters who tormented Felix and then ditched him in the middle of nowhere."

"I mean...that's great but did you get any sleep?" Minho was worried for his friend's health. "Also, how on earth did you get access to the hybrid owners database?"

"I...have my ways. And there was no time for sleep. We have to hurry and put them on trial for their abusive behaviour. If Felix testifies-"

"Whoa, there! Aren't you getting ahead of yourself? I mean, we gotta ask Felix what he wants."

Minho gently knocked on the room Felix was currently occupying. Since they wanted to make his first night at the new place as comfortable as possible, Y/N generously offered her own room and stayed with Jisung. Knowing them, Minho was certain they felt more than happy together.

"Good morning, Felix. Someone's here to see you," Minho announced as soon as Felix opened the door.

The younger boy shivered, probably expecting his owners had come for him.

"Please, don't let them take me away," he sobbed.

"What? No one's taking you anywhere without your consent. Chan-hyung wanted to talk to you about something."

"Oh. Okay," Felix's tensed muscles visibly relaxed and he followed Minho out of the room and into the kitchen.

"Hey, little one," Chan greeted Felix affectionately. The cat hybrid excitedly ran towards Chan so that he could be closer to him. Minho marveled at the immediate connection between his best friend and the younger boy. He hoped with time, Felix would warm up to him, as well. "How are you holding up?"

"Much better than yesterday, hyung," Felix grinned. "What did you want to tell me?"

"I found your former...well, you know. I was wondering if you would like to sue them. If we take photos of your injuries and get your testimony, I'm sure justice will prevail and they will be punished for their wrongdoings against you."

"I can't face them again. Not in court, not ever, Please, don't make me-"

"Don't worry," Minho intervened passionately. "We won't force you to do anything. Right, hyung?"

Chan, who had spent the entire night looking for those terrible people, seemed a bit disappointed by the outcome. However, he realized how traumatic this can be for Felix, and nodded.

"Of course not."

Felix beamed and said:

"I'll go wash up but I'll be right back."

"So, what are we going to do now?" Chan inquired, lowering his voice. "We have to find him a home."

"Look around. This is a perfectly respectable home," Minho reasoned.

"No offense, but you already have a lot on your plate. Two hybrids, not to mention three cats. Are you sure you can handle another hybrid?"

"I don't see why not," Minho shrugged.

"Still, I would like to make things easier for you. How about shared custody over Felix?"

"But, hyung, it's not like we're divorced," Minho scoffed.

"Are you going to accept my help or are you going to argue over semantics?" Chan asked with a serious tone.

"Fine, Felix can stay with you occasionally. But what are you going to do about Seungmin and Maple?"

"If you managed to discipline Y/N to not scare Jisung, I'm confident I can do the same with-"

"With your hellhounds?" Minho finished the sentence.

Chan sighed but before he could reprimand his friend for being a dick, Felix returned from the bathroom.

"I have returned from the water realm," Felix announced cheerfully, his hair slightly wet and his bare face adorned with little stars. Minho couldn't stop himself from staring at him.

Felix's POV

Felix noticed there was an awkward silence that had befallen between Minho and Chan, so he wondered if they had been talking about him. Had they been discussing his fate? Were they going to put him up for adoption in one of those shelters for hybrids?

"What's up? Cat got your tongues?" Felix joked in an attempt to dissolve the tension in the room.

"We're going to make you an offer," Minho said. "You can...stay with me for some time and you can also stay with Chan-hyung."

"What's the alternative?" Felix inquired sadly.

"Huh? What do you mean?" Chan was confused.

"Are you going to ask someone else to adopt me?"

"Only if that's what you want," Minho explained. "We would like to look after you, if you'll allow us."

"But...why?" Felix, who had been through so much pain, couldn't afford to allow himself to hope, to dream of a better future. One where he didn't have to live in fear. One where he would feel safe at all times. He couldn't afford it and yet, it was so tempting.

"Because you deserve your life to be true to your name, Felix," Minho smiled gently. "Scratch that, even if you had a different name, we would still like to help you lead a happy existence."

"I couldn't agree more. We are here for you, Felix. We will always be here when you need us," Chan insisted and Felix couldn't stop his tears from coming out of his eyes. He was so touched by their kindness and caring words that he no longer cared if he would get hurt again. He just wanted to enjoy this moment for as long as possible. And even if it ended, he would still treasure it forever.

"Then, if you'll have me, I would like to stay," Felix cried out and rushed into Minho and Chan's arms. Minho caressed his head softly, while Chan stroked his back.

"You'll always have a home with us, kitten," Minho promised.

"I'm not gonna leave you behind," Chan whispered.

And Felix, despite everything he'd endured, despite his brain screaming at him not to trust humans ever again, instinctively knew they were telling the truth.

Reader's POV

Soon enough, you noticed that Felix gradually started to open up. At first, you welcomed his warm side and spent a lot of time baking with him or watching movies together or going to the park. The fact that you two were cat hybrids naturally made you bond closer. In addition, Felix and you adored playing with Minho's cats, as it was a shared activity you both enjoyed very much. However, as the days went by, you realized that Minho had become less and less attentive towards you and Jisung. He barely talked to you anymore. It was as if Felix was the air he breathed. You wondered if Jisung shared your observations. However, Felix was such a sweetheart it was impossible to hate him. And yet, your jealous side had come to the surface and it was refusing to crawl back down. So, during the rare moments when your human boyfriend decided to grant you with his divine presence, you decided to ignore him and see how long it would take for him to notice something was wrong.

One afternoon, while Jisung and Felix were playing video games, Minho tried to strike up a conversation with you.

"Hey, kitten, what are you doing?"

You stared at the TV, not reacting to his question in any way.

"Is it that interesting?" Minho asked with suspicion but to your misfortune, it was just the ads. There wasn't anything engaging to use as an excuse.

Still, you remained silent.

"Are you...mad at me?" he kept trying to coax an answer out of you.

Yet again, you said nothing.

"Fine, don't talk to me," Minho rolled his eyes.

Uh-oh. You had hoped he would quickly realize why you were acting like this, but instead, you'd made him upset. Instantly, you felt guilty for briefly giving him the silent treatment and figured it wouldn't solve anything. So, if you wanted things to change, you would have to communicate your feelings.

"I'm not angry at you, I'm angry at myself," you whispered nervously.

"What happened?" Minho inquired.

"It's stupid, really," you mumbled.

"Hey, no, don't do that," he scolded you gently.  "Tell me what's up."

"It's just...ever since Felix got here, you barely talk to me and Jisung. And I guess I was feeling a little left out and...jealous," you finally admitted.

"Oh, kitty-cat, why didn't you just say so?" Minho sighed and stroked your hair. "I promise you I'll try my best to spend more time with you. Besides, Chan-hyung's been on my ass for weeks, begging me to let Felix stay at his place more often. I never meant to hurt you, though."

"It's not your fault. I guess I got a bit insecure, because Felix is so nice and funny, so I kept thinking you no longer cared about me."

"Believe me, I will never stop caring about you. The only reason why I paid more attention to Felix recently is because I felt like he needed me, while you and Jisung have each other."

"Just because we have each other doesn't mean we don't need you."

"I'm right here. Don't ever doubt the capacity of my heart again."

"I will have that in mind," you smiled and buried your head into his chest.

Minho allowed this tenderness to happen for the briefest of seconds and then, kissed you passionately, biting on your lower lip. You wrapped your hands around his neck because you desperately needed something to ground you.

"Fuck, how I've missed this," you whispered the thoughts you'd been keeping to yourself into his mouth.

"All you need to do is ask," he smiled and pushed your body against the couch, using one hand to hold your wrists. Simultaneously, he grinded against you, making you all hot and bothered. He wanted you to crave him and you weren't sure how long you'd be able to resist the urge to beg. "Do you remember our first meeting?"

You blinked, a bit confused why he was bringing this up in such a situation, but decided that if you wanted to receive what you had been yearning for, you would have to play by his rules.

"How could I forget? It was quite literally a life-changing experience," you smiled.

"When I told you my name, what did you ask me?" Minho kept insisting.

"Um, I...got surprised you wanted me to call you by your name. And I wondered whether you'd prefer to be addressed as something else, like master or sir."

"And what did I tell you after that, kitten?"

"Not in this context, no," you quoted him correctly. "Wait, why are you asking me about this right now?"

"Come on, angel, I know you're smarter than that."

The epiphany suddenly hit you. And you were overcome by a strong fit of laughter.

"Oh. OH, you want me to call you-"

"If you don't like it, I won't force you to-" Minho responded grumpily, as if embarrassed because of your giggles. As if he thought you were making fun of him, which was so far from the truth.

"I never said I don't like it...master," you dutifully purred.

"Fuck, what are you doing to me?" Minho groaned and kissed you once again, more fervently than ever. Then, before you could argue (not that you had any reason to do so), he slid his hand inside your shorts, meaning to touch you rightaway. "Wet already?"

Though he phrased it like a question, it was more of an observation.

"That all for me, baby?" another inquiry with a self-explanatory answer, so you didn't bother responding. However, Minho considered your silence to be very rude, considering how nicely he was treating you and working towards your pleasure. "I asked you a question, darling."

"Yes, it's all for you, sir," you whimpered helplessly.

"That's what I like to hear," Minho smirked and continued rubbing your folds until you saw stars in broad daylight. A couple of moments later, you begged:

"Please, let me suck you off, master, please?"

"Nuh-uh, some other time. You thought I wasn't giving you enough attention? Well, I'm intent on proving you wrong."

"But-" you opened your mouth but you were immediately cut off.

"Good kittens don't oppose their masters. Are you going to be a good kitten?"

"Yes, sir, I promise," you practically mewled.

"That's what I thought," Minho grinned and pulled your shorts, along with your panties, to your ankles. Then, he dived his head between your legs and began licking your pussy like he'd been starving for ages. The pressure building up was so strong you had to grip his hair. You were grateful he didn't scold you for it.

"M'so close," you cried out.

He didn't register your words and just kept attacking you with his tongue until you came for the second time. After giving you some time to recover, Minho wanted to know:

"Can you take one more for me, sweetest?"

"Please, I need you inside me, master," you sighed wistfully.

"There's my good girl," he praised you and quickly unzipped his jeans. Opening your legs wider for him, he entered you in one swift motion, causing you to gasp. He looked worried for a second, but you hurried to reassure him:

"You can move, Min, I'm okay."

"I haven't even fucked you dumb yet and you already forgot how to address me," Minho tsked with disappointment in his voice. Then, he wrapped his hand around your throat, applying just the right amount of pressure to make you feel lightheaded but not tight enough to actually endanger your life. "Do you need a reminder?"

"No, sir, I'm sorry, sir," you managed to croak out. He seemed satisfied and loosened his grip on your neck, focusing on his own needs for once. And he started moving inside you, gripping your thighs so that your legs were resting on his shoulders. At first, he kept a steady pace, not too fast and not too slow. But then, as he got closer to his own high, his movements became more erratic and sporadic.

"I can pull out if you-" Minho as a way of warning you he was close.

"Fill me up, please, master, I want it," you begged and as soon as you'd given him the green light, he came inside you. Your third orgasm arrived seconds later, shattering you completely and irrevocably. Staying inside you a couple more moments and then, Minho withdrew from you. As your leg muscles relaxed, you could see his cum threatening to spill out of you. However, your boyfriend seemed to have other plans. Using his long fingers to gather some of it, he stuffed you full once more.

"Can't let it go to waste, kitten," he said with a wink. Nevertheless, what seemed like a simple process soon turned into him trying to send you over the edge again. But you were too sensitive and no longer felt pleasure from it, so you started crying.

"S'too much, please, stop, I can't," you slurred. Minho's fingers immediately left you and he scooped you up into a hug.

"Oh dear, my gorgeous girl, did I hurt you?"

"No, it's just...I couldn't...I'm sorry," you sobbed.

"Don't ever apologize to me, yeah? You did nothing wrong, I should have stopped earlier. Guess I was too greedy for you, huh?"

You chuckled lightly and were on the verge of melting when he kissed your cheek softly.

"What do you need? A warm bath? Sleep?"

"Both, but can you first hold me for a while? I don't have the energy to move."

"Anything you wish, my angel," Minho promised and cuddled you gently.

Han's POV

"Ugh, I wish these walls were soundproof," Jisung groaned loudly.

"I think they're pretty cute," Felix shrugged.

"They've been at it like rabbits for hours," Jisung rolled his eyes. "We should steal a strand of Minho's hair, run a DNA test and check if he has some bunny hybrid blood in his ancestry."

Felix giggled at his friend's humorous suggestion.

"I don't know about that but I think Minho-hyung definitely has something feline in him."

Jisung chuckled as well and gave Felix a high five for playing along.

"I'm glad they made up, though."

"They fought?!" Felix was visibly confused by this information.

"Well, not really, but I could tell Y/N was kinda upset Minho's been paying so much attention to you," Jisung explained patiently.

"Wait...then, why aren't you mad? I mean, he's your boyfriend, too."

"I don't get jealous because I know Minho'll always be on my side. No matter what," Jisung replied confidently.

"Oh," Felix murmured with longing. "It must be nice to have that special someone. I think all three of you are so lucky."

"Do you want to experience it, as well?" Jisung immediately caught on, successfully sensing Felix's emotions.

"What do you have in mind?" Felix asked curiously.

"Just follow my plan and you'll see," Jisung smirked, a brilliant idea already forming in his head.

Later, Jisung approached Minho with an unusual question.

"Do you even know the meaning of jealousy, honey?"

"What are you talking about?" Minho's brows furrowed, as this inquiry came out nowhere.

"I have a theory there are only three emotions living inside you. Happiness, sadness and anger," Jisung began putting his plan in motion.

"That's not true, I also have...you know how I feel about you and Y/N," Minho replied vaguely. "Don't make me say it."

"Okay, okay," Jisung raised his arms in pretend surrender. "Next question."

"What is this, a job interview?"

"Will you hear the question or not?" Jisung insisted, getting slightly aggravated by his boyfriend.

Minho nodded unwillingly.

"Hypothetically speaking, what would you do if I kissed Felix?"

Minho tried to not appear surprised.

"I would hypothetically shrug it off," he responded calmly.

"You wouldn't get angry or accuse me of cheating?" Jisung eyed him suspiciously.

"It's technically not considered cheating," Minho narrowed his usually wide eyes.

"Care to explain what you mean by that?"

"I mean...if we leave the whole discourse of whether kissing is cheating aside, I wouldn't view it as cheating because I would know about it beforehand. Why would you ask me something like that unless you were already planning on kissing Felix? Hypothetically, of course."

Jisung appeared satisfied with Minho's answer so he kept going. He was so close to making everyone in this home happier than ever.

"And would you hypothetically kiss Felix, as well? If given the opportunity."

"Only if he wants me to kiss him," Minho, forever the king of consent, replied.

"Perfect!" Jisung was beaming with excitement and finally disclosed the first step of his grand scheme. "Then, we can both start courting him! In a totally real, non-hypothetical way."

"Aren't you forgetting something important?" Minho was quick to dissolve the fantasy that Jisung had already painted in his mind. "What would Y/N think about all this?"

"Trust me, she's totally whipped for Felix," Jisung waved him off. "But she probably won't do anything about it 'cause she'll think of it as betraying us. So, if we make our advances obvious enough, she might grow bolder when it comes to her interest in Felix."

"Are you suggesting we trick her?"

"It's not really tricking someone if it's for the common good," Jisung insisted.

"What about Felix? Do you think there's a chance of our affections for him being...requited?"

"My hamster hybrid senses are tingling, so I'm pretty sure he'll fall for us if he hasn't already."

"There is no such thing as hamster hybrid senses, you just made that up, honey," Minho called out his boyfriend lovingly.

Felix's POV

Felix noticed that his Minho-hyung and Jisung had started acting different around him. Whenever Minho had cooked meat, he would give Felix the best pieces. Felix felt this was unfair so he always tried to share his pieces with Y/N but she didn't seem to mind that Felix was getting special treatment and yet, expressed her opinion that she preferred milk. Minho would also bring him random gifts even if there wasn't a particular occasion. As for Jisung, while he previously spent a lot of time in the room he was sharing with Y/N, he would now visit Felix quite often. Before that the two boys would mostly play video games together or watch movies, but now Jisung appeared intent on complimenting him 24/7 and saying weird stuff about the stars on his face. All of this made Felix feel quite flustered. On the one hand, he was enjoying all the attention the older boys were giving him. On the other hand, he felt slightly guilty because he didn't want his Y/N-noona to get upset like before. She was always so kind to him, letting him rant about how terrible his life had been before. Felix thought she was a great listener.

One afternoon, while Felix was minding his own business, making cookies, as one does, he felt unexpected movement behind him, followed by Minho wrapping his arms tightly around his back.

"W-what are you doing, M-minho-hyung?" Felix stammered in surprise.

"I'm just hugging you from behind. Is that okay with you?" Minho's velvety voice responded in a perfectly composed manner.

"I mean...yeah. It was just a bit sudden."

"Sudden?" Minho scoffed mockingly. "Don't pretend you have no idea what you're doing to me."

Felix felt something hard pressing against his ass and his cheeks flushed with colour. He gulped nervously, unable to think logically.

"Hyuuung," Felix whined. "This isn't right."

"Relax, I won't do anything to you. Unless..."

"Unless what?" Felix clung onto that one word like it was a straw and he was a drowning man.

"Unless you want me to do something to you. Unless you ask me nicely."

"It's not that I don't want you, hyung," Felix semi-confessed. "But you're dating Jisung and Y/N..."

"They'll be fine with it, trust me," Minho tried to reassure the younger boy.

"They will?" Felix asked doubtfully.

"I'm sure they like you, too. The question is, what do you like? Or perhaps, who?"

Felix finally gathered the courage to turn around and face Minho as he said the following words:

"I like you. And Y/N-noona. And Jisung. I like everyone. Is that...greedy of me?"

Felix looked down in shame, suddenly feeling embarrassed by the fact he'd spoken his most intimate thoughts out loud. Minho, however, seemed to have another preference, so he used one finger to lift Felix's chin up.

"It's not. It just means you have great taste," Minho announced triumphantly. "Can I kiss you?"

"Y-yes, please."

Minho didn't wait any longer and he pressed his lips against Felix's, gently exploring his mouth with his tongue. Felix felt like if he didn't grab something, he would pass out, so he wrapped his hands around Minho's neck, pulling him closer. Air was optional. Felix was willing to drown into the depth of this kiss. Minho was the first to put distance between their mouths but only because there was so much more he wanted to do to and with Felix.

"Can I touch you?"

"You can do anything to me," Felix immediately agreed without thinking and Minho didn't need to be told twice. He sneaked his hand inside Felix's pants and wrapped it around his semi-hardened length, stroking him effortlessly until Felix was moaning into Minho's neck and begging for the sweet release to come faster.

"Pleeease, I'll be good, please let me come," he whined.

"Do you like being that loud? Do you get off on thinking Jisung and Y/N may hear you?"

Felix immediately froze. Even though Minho had told him his boyfriend and girlfriend wouldn't mind, he still felt like he was doing something forbidden. But his neediness was stronger than any shame he might have experienced.

"Shut me up, then," he challenged with a mischievous grin.

Minho chuckled, amused by Felix's behaviour.

"You don't know what you just signed up for," he warned threateningly. Felix thought he was devastatingly handsome. Then, Minho stuck two of the fingers on his free hand into Felix's mouth. "Now be a good boy for me, suck on them and keep quiet for me, yeah?"

Felix nodded dutifully and focused his attention on successfully achieving the task at hand (pun-intended). Before he could get them wet enough, Minho increased the speed of his other hand's movements. Soon enough, Felix released himself, probably making a huge mess.

"What do you want to do next?" Minho asked.

"I want to make you come in my mouth," Felix said directly. His initial hesitation and stammering had somehow vanished.

"Felix, you don't have to-" Minho started, overwhelmed by Felix's determination.

"I know. But I still want to," Felix insisted and dropped on his knees, pulling Minho's jeans down. He couldn't stop his jaw from dropping upon seeing the size of it.

"Aww, what's wrong, sweetie?" Minho cooked mockingly. "Afraid it won't fit?"

"We'll make it fit," Felix replied bravely and began running his tongue up and down Minho's length. Then, he hungrily sucked on the tip, swirling his tongue around and trying to figure out what worked best for Minho.

"Shit," he groaned with pleasure and dug his nails into the scalp of Felix's hair.

Felix smirked at the revelation he was doing a good job and kept repeating the same movements, occasionally trying to fit more of it into his mouth. No matter how hard he tried, though, Felix couldn't take it all but he decided that was an aim for another day. His current goal was to make Minho come. He sucked on it more passionately and began humming against his cock, the vibrations sending bursts of pleasure to Minho's brain. Soon enough, Minho reached his high, barely managing to stand straight. However, he pulled away too quickly and before Felix could close his mouth, some of Minho's cum began spilling out of his mouth, mixed with Felix's drooling. The younger boy looked up at his hyung.

"Did I do good?" he asked with pleading eyes.

"You did great, Lix. You're the best boy," Minho caressed his cheek, ruffled his hair and helped him up on his feet, grabbing some tissues to gently wipe Felix's mouth. That was the action that brought Felix back to reality. And he noticed something very concerning.

"Fuck!" he exclaimed in a panicked tone.

"What's wrong?" Minho was worried he'd done something to hurt this precious angel.

"My cookies. They burned," Felix explained with a sad expression.

Reader's POV

You only wanted to get some milk from the fridge. You didn't expect to hear all these sounds and see all these interesting things in the kitchen. You stayed there for a couple of moments wondering if they'd notice you but Minho and Felix seemed too preoccupied with...whatever they had going on. What confused you to no end was that you didn't feel any jealousy upon witnessing Felix in your boyfriend's embrace. On the contrary, you felt a surge of excitement coursing through your veins. And the only person you were comfortable confiding in was Jisung. So, you went back to the room you were sharing with the hamster hybrid because you needed to talk.

"Ji, you won't believe what I just saw!" you exclaimed.

"Try me," Jisung smirked knowingly.

"Minho and Felix were making out in the kitchen! Right in front my hypothetical salad!"

"What salad?" Jisung was confused.

"Nevermind the salad. The point is...I didn't feel angry or jealous. To be honest, it was kinda hot. Oh, who am I kidding? It was very hot. What's wrong with me? Why do I feel like this?" you ranted.

"There's nothing wrong with you. It just proves my suspicions were correct and you are attracted to Felix, as well."

"As well?" you repeated.

"Yeah, Minho and I have a bit of a crush on him. Also, I'm so glad you don't feel angry. That means my idea to get us all together will be a tremendous success!"

"Wait...you planned all this?" you gaped in surprise.

"Guilty as charged," Jisung shrugged.

"What about Felix? How does he feel...about me?" you gathered enough courage to ask.

"Judging by my conversations with him, he views all three of us as desirable partners."

"Desirable? What is this, a Jane Austen novel?" you teased your boyfriend.

"Shh, don't act like you're not the biggest Pride and Prejudice nerd," Jisung called you out affectionately.

"Welp...since I can't go against you for making this plan behind my back, I can at least give Minho something to look at next time I get the opportunity," you grinned mischievously.

"Go get him, tiger," Jisung rooted for you.

"Don't you dare tell him a word or I'm gonna...throw rocks through your window."

"Did you just TikTok-threaten me?"

"Consider yourself warned, handsome," you winked.

Han's POV

Jisung was watching funny hamster videos on his phone when his benevolent boyfriend decided to grace him with his elite presence.

"Hi," Minho greeted him awkwardly. Oh, that was amusing. Jisung had never seen him so painfully nervous. It was kinda cute. Okay, nevermind, it was very cute.

"Hi?" Jisung repeated, prompting him to speak his mind.

"Um, so I kinda just cheated on you and Y/N," Minho blurted out.

"First of all, you were the one who said it technically doesn't count as cheating," Jisung reminded him. "Second of all, this whole thing was MY idea and yet, you somehow got your hands on Felix before me? How unfair!"

"What can I say," Minho smirked confidently. "I'm impossible to resist."

"Impossibly infuriating, that's what you are," Jisung stuck his tongue out at him. "Also, don't bullshit me, I'm willing to bet you seduced poor Lix."

"Hey, he's not as innocent as you might think."

"Only 'cause you're obsessed with corrupting everyone around you," Jisung pointed out.

Minho shook his head in amusement and leaned his head slightly down in an attempt to kiss Jisung, who apparently had other plans. He quickly placed his palm between their lips, earning a frown from his boyfriend.

"How shameless! You go around making out with other men and then want me to take you back? Nuh-uh, mister, you're not getting away with this so easily."

"There is no other men, plural," Minho groaned in a displeased tone, because his advances had just gotten so rudely rejected. "It's just Felix. Remember him? The guy you literally asked me to court?"

"Hmm, it doesn't ring a bell," Jisung played dumb as a joke. "Care to remind me how he tastes?"

"Remind you?" Minho gasped in shock. "But you said...you said I'd gotten my hands on him before you? And...when I approached Lix, he acted like he wasn't aware of your feelings for him."

"Oh, please," Jisung chuckled naughtily. "Did you really think I have enough self-restraint to resist him? We tricked you."

"I should never trust a Virgo man ever again," Minho sighed.

"I bet it was a huge ego boost when you thought you were his first," Jisung teased him. "Sorry to burst your bubble."

"Come here, you heathen," Minho growled and pulled Jisung into a kiss he couldn't prevent from happening. Not this time.

Lee Know's POV

Minho tugged on Jisung's hair, pulling his head slightly back so that his boyfriend's neck was exposed for the taking. He began biting on it hungrily, leaving little lovebites after him. Jisung moaned into the feeling and Minho could swear he would never grow tired of this sound. Then, he kissed him once again, their tongues fighting for dominance. Minho's hand was lightly wrapped around Jisung's neck, while Jisung's teeth were nibbling on Minho's lower lip. Soon after, Minho released his grip on Jisung's throat and began grinding against his boyfriend in an excruciatingly slow manner.

"Don't tease," Jisung complained.

"Oh, Hannie, I'm only getting started," an evil smile painted Minho's delicate features, as he caressed Jisung's adorable cheeks. Minho began moving more rapidly, frustrating Jisung immensely.

"Fucking hell," Jisung moaned loudly. "Touch me already."

"Do you kiss our angels with that mouth?" Minho raised his eyebrows in a playfully scolding manner.

"I'll kiss whoever the fuck I want," Jisung said through gritted teeth.

"Ah, really?" Minho chuckled mockingly. "In that case, I suppose you wouldn't mind if I didn't touch you? I guess anyone else can help you with your little problem."

"Do you expect me to beg?" Jisung hissed.

"You said it, not me," Minho feigned innocence.

If it was anyone else, Minho was certain that Jisung wouldn't have given in so easily. But because he trusted him, Jisung did what he had to do.

"Honeeey, please, I need you so badly," he whined.

"Try harder," Minho grinned in anticipation.

"Please, touch me, hyung, I'm begging you," Jisung really went all out.

Minho decided he wasn't patient enough to torment him any further and he gave his sweetheart what he wanted, pulling his cock out of his jeans and moving his hand up and down his length.

"Shit, you're so good at this," Jisung panted as Minho sped up the pace at which he was touching him.

"Try not to come yet," Minho reminded him. Jisung nodded absent-mindedly.

However, it felt so heavenly that Jisung couldn't manage to warn him on time he was close and came without permission, which was something Minho generally disliked.

"I'm sorry, I...it just happened," Jisung explained after he had recovered from the bliss.

"You brought this on yourself, darling," Minho sighed and unbuckled his belt, using it to bind Jisung's hands wrists behind his back.

"No, please, anything but that!" Jisung almost screamed in a panic. Minho knew how much his boyfriend adored touching him, so taking that away from him was the only appropriate punishment. "Honeeey, please."

But no matter how cutely Jisung pleaded, Minho refused to back down. He turned him around, using him as he saw fit until they both lost count of how many times they saw galaxies together. Finally, when Jisung was too exhausted to move, Minho untied him and cleaned him up carefully. Then, he scooped him up into his arms, kissing his forehead.

"You did so good for me, baby," Minho praised him.

"Welcome home, cheater," Jisung murmured sleepily.

Felix's POV

Felix was chilling in the living room, thinking about how nice it felt to be surrounded by such a welcoming company as Minho and Jisung. If only he could grow closer to Y/N, as well. As if on cue, she walked in, intent on having a conversation with him.

"Um, hey, Lix, can we talk?"

"Did I do something wrong, noona?" he asked nervously upon seeing the serious expression on her face.

"What? No, you've been nothing but an angel," she reassured him.

"If this is about me and Minho-hyung, I swear, he told me you'd be okay with it. I wouldn't have done it anyway. I'm really sorry..."

"Relax, Felix," Y/N placed a gentle hand on his shoulder. "I'm not angry. If anything, it's me who should apologize. I really misjudged you and I feel terrible for experiencing such a toxic feeling as jealousy."

"I don't think you should apologize," Felix insisted. "If I was in your shoes, I would have probably felt jealous, as well."

"Would you have?" she regarded him with suspicion. "Or would you have jumped at the opportunity to have more than one significant other?"

Felix gulped anxiously. Was he so transparent?

"I mean...when you put it that way..."

"Tell me what you want me to do," she asked.

"Sit back down," he suggested boldly.

Y/N approached him slowly and took the chance to seat herself in Felix's lap.

"I'm sat," she chuckled.

Reader's POV

You wrapped your arms around Lix's neck and smiled at him fondly.

"Has anyone ever told you how pretty you are?"

"M-me? P-pretty?" Felix stammered.

"Absolutely. Your eyes, your freckles, your lips, every detail about you is so captivating," you whispered, placing kisses on his face after each word.

"Stahpp, you're too kind," Felix blushed.

"I'm only stating the truth," you clarified. "Am I making you uncomfortable?"

You ran your fingers through his hair, hoping it'd help him loosen up a bit.

"It's not that, I just...think you're prettier, noona," Felix surprised you with this unexpected compliment and pulled you into an overwhelmingly delicate kiss. He tasted so sweet. Like...chocolate and heaven. Like dreams come true. He placed his hands around your lower back, making you feel closer than ever. Losing track of time, your lips kept chasing one another, while your bodies were cuddled up together. Suddenly, you heard the door behind you being opened. You smirked against Felix's lips. Right on time.

"Are we interrupting something?" you heard Jisung's voice.

You quickly turned around to face the intruders.

"It's not what you think," you feigned innocence, blinking rapidly. "We were just cuddling platonically."

You were hoping to get a reaction out of Minho as you stared into his dark eyes. But the asshole didn't even flinch. He just looked...amused.

"Mind if I join the platonic cuddle pile?" Jisung asked casually.

"Be my guest," you shrugged.

Jisung rushed in to squeeze his arms around you and Felix. You gave the hamster hybrid a conspiratorial wink. It was only a matter of time to see how long it will take Minho to crack.

"Aren't you going to join us, as well, Minho-hyung?" Felix wanted to know.

"Not a chance," Minho rolled his eyes.

"Oh, come on, admit it," you teased him. "You want to cuddle us just as badly."

Minho considered this for a couple of moments but instead of responding to the hug proposal, changed the subject.

"So...I guess you already figured it out," he said vaguely. "About...the change of dynamics."

"Whatever do you mean?" you played dumb, hoping Minho would admit his actions first.

"You know what I mean," he hissed.

"Enlighten me, please," you kept pushing his buttons.

"Ugh, fiiine," Minho groaned and instead of confessing, his actions spoke louder than words, as he reluctantly joined the group hug. "But if you tell someone outside of this room, you're dead."

"How about Chan-hyung?" Felix pouted.

"I wasn't threatening you, Lix. You did nothing wrong ever."

"Erm, is it just me who sees that or is Lix kinda privileged?" you joked.

"Tragically, we have been dethroned and Minho has a new favourite pet," Jisung responded to your observation.

"Hey, hey, hey! I'm not a pet!" Felix complained indignantly.

"Guys, relax," Minho sighed exasperatedly. "My heart is big enough for all of you."

"You know what they say about guys with big hearts?" you couldn't stop yourself teasing him further. It was too amusing.

"Babe, you've been spending too much time with Chan-hyung," Jisung grunted. "We're getting tired of all these dad jokes."

"They say they have even bigger...homes," Felix offered a wholesome answer to your question.

"I'm pretty sure it was something about big tiddies, but I'll roll with Felix's version, it's pretty cute," you replied.

"You guys are incorrigible," Minho complained. "You're lucky I love you."

Silence dominated the room. How on earth had he let that slip so casually? This man kept surprising you. In order to make the situation less awkward, you used humour once again:

"Minho? Said the L-word? I can't believe my ears."

"Say it again. Pleaseee," Jisung begged adorably.

"One more time for all three of us?" Felix tried to bargain.

Lee Know's POV

Minho opened his mouth, intending to argue but somehow, he found himself repeating those three words. It was impossible to say no to his favourite beings in the entire world. After all the heartfelt confessions were exchanged, there was still something left unsaid:

"Does that mean all four of us are like...dating now?" Felix needed to ask.

"I mean, I thought it was self-explanatory," Minho replied. Y/N nodded in agreement and Minho gave her a grateful nod.

"Nuh-uh, don't listen to him," Jisung intervened. "I will court you and take you out on a proper date, Lix. And then, challenge Minho to a duel, the outcome of which will decided whether Felix-"

"What the fuck are you talking about?" Minho was confused.

"Ji, I told you to stop reading all these medieval romances!" Y/N shook her head in amusement. "Also, it was a terrible idea to order that sword on Ebay."

"He ordered a what now?" Minho blinked in shock.

"Wow, life sure is never boring with the three of you, huh?" Felix observed, barely containing his giggles.

"I don't have anyone to practice it on!" Jisung complained loudly.

"You're NOT dueling our boyfriend!" Y/N scolded Jisung.

"Can I get a front row seat to the show?" Felix joked.

"This family makes me want to murder people," Minho facepalmed himself.

But despite that, Minho knew he wouldn't have it any other way. If his life had been perfect previously, it was more than that now. It was purrfect.

Sharing my heart It's tearing me apart But I know I'd miss you, baby, if I left right now

The End

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[kimikiui]

Why You Should Vote for Hakupo

Hello. Good evening, morning, afternoon, brunch, sleepytime whatever time it is for you right now. I am here to sell my little autism creature to you. This is going to be a fairly long post so, just sit tight.

The second round of polls will not be out for a couple of hours. I wanted to reblog the post with this, BUT- I have class at 3 when the polls are released. Plus, gotta get those non Hakupo believers before they vote for anyone else, amirite?

Also the stickers used between catagories are the official line stickers by Pikomaru ➜ https://store.line.me/stickershop/product/3951590/en

Reminder; It's only Shinji sweep until its Hakupo sweep.

No, I'm not putting a section breaker because even if you don't read it, I want you to see the sheer size of this... It's an essay at this point. Let's get started shall we?

What is a Hakupo?

Hakupo Tsukishiro is a energetic and powerful masculine voicebank for Utau (and amadeusy but we dont talk abt brunnnoooo). He was released all the way back in 2010 and has had many important milestones in his 13 years of distribution. Four compilation albums, 7 voicebanks, 2,500+ fanarts (that i all have), and uses by really awesome people *points to the crowd*. That's all of you guys out there. <3

Hakupo as a character is inspired by moe, thanks Clarice. Like most moe characters, he's a bit air headed and happy go lucky person. His positive attitude is sometimes brought into original songs he's featured in, which just makes me smile- girlbosses love a good pick me up song.

Also he has a stupid little coat and pants. This is all you need to know to vote for Hakupo, but I will continue forward incase you are still on the fence.

Cool Hakupo Facts

He almost has the same exact suggested range as Miku (C3 to E5)... His is actually larger... he goes higher (C3 to G5).

The "Do Re Mi FâåÁaæ↓" incident of Christmas 2020, contact me I will elaborate further.

There is a little bit of an evil twin thing going on. Yeah. This is a win.

His genderbend design Kohaku is revealed when you turn down the brightness of his official reference sheet (he pulled a scott cawthon guys).

He hates to be called cute and have his head patted... which is cute.

Despite looks- His description says he has curly hair come on guys- LITTLE FLUFF.

By looking at his official Twitter bot, there's a few extra things we can learn about him. He is very stupid, very impatient, has a horrible sleep schedule, bad at multitasking, and can't stand still (I can elaborate more on these if asked).

I wrote a 43 page Utau cartoon pilot script with Hakupo as the main character. Shameless plug.

I also wrote my college admissions essay about Hakupo. Thanks for getting me into college Bobo!

Sick Bobo Uses

Get boboed.

What does Bobo mean to me?

I found Hakupo 7 years ago now, sitting in the middle of an Utau melody. I told myself I would just turn off my tablet and listen to the music. Yeah that worked- guess who was next after the screen turned off. BOBO! I needed to see the little creature creating this melody. I turned on the screen, and was not disappointed. Fancy twink in a oversized tailcoat with weird pants. I remember rambling to my mom later about how cool he was, why he was so unique, and why this one specifically caught my attention.

He's been my special interest since then, everyone around me knows Hakupo wheather they like it or not. He's about 80% of everything I draw, 50% of what I talk about, and 100% of my little creature I snuggle up with every night.

Literally.

I have a Hakupo bodypillow. Can't sleep without him.

Anyways, he's helped me find a lot of my best friends *coughcoughmeatcoughrevcough*, never fails to make me happy, and helped everyone around me realize I'm extremely autistic. The least I can do is write an ungodly long propaganda post while drinking my coffee at 9 am.

Stan Bobo Oobieero.

Hakupo Memes for Propaganda

GO VOTE FOR HAKUPO ON @utaupoll AT 3 PM EST

Thanks, have a nice day.

#kiui speaks #i am so pissed that im gonna b in math #why is 30% of my grade attendance #utau poll #utau #hakupo tsukishiro #propaganda #hakupo sweep #i spent 3 hours writing this

[dreamsurvivormultiplayer]

ive heard a lot of folks are moving from MCYTtwt to tumblr, so hello! Welcome! I am a tumblr boomer so let me teach you some things

number one: If you’re on browser, get the xkit extension. right now. literally first thing you should do it improves your experience on this website tenfold. [Here’s the xkit tumblr.] Do yourself a favor it has so many wonderful features, including blacklisting specific terms, blocking ads/recommended posts, or making tag groups. It’s a lifesaver. (Also definitely block terms related to your triggers/squicks/common gross things or anything you might be sensitive to. And NSFW, probably.)

Number two: Mobile tumblr and browser tumblr are very different in functionality. They have separate learning curves in terms of UI. You’ll get the hang of it, don’t worry, but know that both are kinda glitchy. Mobile tends to lag more and have more difficulty loading images (to the point where it’s a meme). Also on mobile you can’t see custom pages on people’s blogs.

Three: Tumblr has a very different comments language than other sites. Most people don’t actually comment on posts, but instead leave commentary in tags. You can’t put commas in tags but you can separate words and fill ‘em up a ton. You can also read tags on posts, so you can see what people are quietly saying or how they’re reacting to posts. There’s also a comments option, which doesn’t add on to the post but can be read as well. Actually adding an additional comment to reblogs is pretty uncommon unless you have something to add to the post. It’s highly recommended to read tags of posts on your dashboard.

Four: Tumblr is weird. If you’re making an original post that you want to be seen, the first five tags will be what your post shows under. Use those tags wisely. Also if you include any non-tumblr links in your post, your post won’t show up in tags, so be careful. Reblogs and additions to reblogs don’t show up in tags at all. Tags on reblogs or aside from the first five tags are mostly for personal blog organization or commentary. Also, you can add a maximum of 10 images to a post using the image function, and then paste as many more images as you want in the text portion. Images in photo posts can also be scooted around or reorganized (i.e. rows of four, two-by-five, etc etc. however you please). Tumblr won’t crop images images unless you put two images of different sizes in the same row/column. It also rarely cuts quality, and you can click on images to expand them. Also the search function is always broken literally everywhere all the time. if you’re looking for tags, just add “/tagged/[words]” to the end of the blog url and you should find it. put a - or + where any spaces should be. Also try to avoid using apostrophes in tags if you’re using them for categorization cause sometimes it breaks it. Also, don’t tag triggers/etc in the format of “tw: [x]”/“trigger warning: [x]” or “cw: [x]”/”content warning: [x]” - instead, tag it like “[x] //” or the word alone or similar. The tw:/cw: can glitch out tag blocks sometimes and render it useless. Putting the // after or just the word alone works better. Content warnings don’t need to be in the first five tags - tag/post blockers look at the post’s tags or the post itself as a whole, so it’ll just hide the entire post based on what you block. And for the love of fuck, don’t cross-tag.  [See #10 & “Cross-tagging”] The folks who use the Minecraft tag aren’t super fond of the tag being filled with only DSMP/MCYT content so be considerate of tagging MCYT content with just “Minecraft” as well.

Five: Tumblr is old. It has a lot of jokes and popular posts. You can acquaint yourself with a lot of them here: https://heritageposts.tumblr.com/

Six: You don’t need a carrd or whatever it is. Really. Trust me. Nobody will read it. All you need in your bio is like, what you want people to refer to you as (i dont suggest making this your actual name, but i can’t stop you i guess), your pronouns, maybe your fandoms, and maybe if you’re an adult or minor. Don’t put your exact age for the love of fuck. don’t do it. and don’t make your username anything including your real name. be dilfza69 or whatever, trust me, no one will care. just dont use your real name. trust us on this one. and probably not your discord tag. it’s not that tumblr is inherently any more dangerous than the rest of the internet, just that it’s one of the few places left where you can remain very private. utilize that. it’s very nice. Lots of people make an about page on their blog though, so you can include any other fun stuff you want to include there, like your zodiac signs or fandoms or other social media or whatever.

Seven: Don’t worry about how old posts are. nobody gives a shit nor can anyone tell. Also, you will find most people’s main blogs consist of mostly reblogged content unless they are specifically a content creator (usually an artist, musician, or voice actor). This is normal. Reblog a lot. ‘Tis our way. Also, you can’t see how many followers other people have unless they post it/tell you. Follower count is meaningless here. It doesn’t impact your posts at all even. Don’t worry about it. Everybody’s the same level here.

Eight: Go to your blog profile (top right icon of a lil person. it’ll open a drop-down menu. From there, click on the name of your blog.) Select “edit appearance” and scroll down. There is a section titled “Advertising” that says “On-blog advertising” with a little switch. Turn that off. You’re welcome.

Nine: You can make side-blogs. These are like normal blogs except you can co-own them with other people, you can’t like posts from it, and you can’t follow people from it. They’re connected to your main blog. You can make a lot of them. I legitimately have like 30 blogs.

Ten: Lil bit of tumblr lingo for ya. Not even close to the full list, but a good start.

Nightblogging - when someone is blogging a lot when they clearly should be asleep. Tends to include lots of existential/”shower” thoughts.

Shitposting - General memery and silliness. Usually to an absurdist amount.

Liveblogging - Just like livetweeting. Live reaction posts to something happening, be it watching a show or stream or anything really.

Askblog - A blog focused around a character or multiple characters who respond to questions asked to them. Usually art/comic-based, but also sometimes text or even audio based. If you find one of these, shoot them an ask or two. It’s nice and they’re fun and a dying breed. 

Mishapocolypse / Dashcon - Some highly iconic tumblr historical moments. You will learn of them in time.

Tumblr User [x] - How we politely refer to each other. You may hear about some very popular bloggers, many from days of olde - legends such as Pizza (rip) or Sixpenceee (don’t look there) or maybe even smaller known bloggers like Glumshoe (that one’s safe, unless you don’t like bugs or traditionally “gross” animals).

Bone Stealing Witches - There have been like three separate instances of this. This isn’t even a joke. Like, literal actual real people who practice witchcraft who stole or did something involving human skeletal remains. This is not the weirdest thing that has happened on this site. You will get used to that.

Inbox - If someone sends you an ask, this is where that will end up. This too tends to be broken, usually in the form of tumblr “eating” asks (they never appear in the inbox). Most common cause for this is allegedly links or things that tumblr thinks are links (basically anything in a [x].[x] format. Make sure to put spaces after your periods or your ask may be eaten.)

Cross-tagging - Tagging posts with tags that don’t or barely apply (i.e. tagging art of Bee Duo with “Bench trio”/”Tommyinnit” when Tommy isn’t in the image or referenced at all || tagging as many members of the dsmp as you can when the post is only about one singular content creator).

Hope this helps some of y’all new folks. If you have any questions, my inbox is open.

#mcyt #dsmp #dream smp #mcyttwt #mcytmblr #this is probably the first and last time i will use that tag. it feels weird and wrong. #no offense to people who like that tag again i am just a tumblr boomer #we've never had fancy names for individual communities before we just use the tags #long post // #< if your post is long its highly recommended you add something like this tag #just to be polite #also since i know a lot of twitter mcyt are very into kin-for-fun #there is a very sizable alterhuman community still on tumblr #otherkin was not founded on tumblr - the community was officially founded in the 70s #the tumblr community is serious legitimate otherkin. no that one dragonkin post was not real that was a troll #most ''kinnies' you're used to on twitter are what the actual alterhuman community calls 'kin for fun'' #the closest legitimate alterhuman terms to what the kinnie folks mean are ''kith'' ''otherhearted'' or ''synpath'' #so generally: don't go around with your ''c!wilbur is a jd kinnie'' jokes on tumblr #cause they will hit the legitmate otherkin community here and it clogs up tags and is very rude

[whaleofatjme1920]

Hello El!!

I bring my exchange info for an matchup. If say creepypasta/marblehornets matchup for this.

So my name is Shay, I go by Whiskey because it's a preference in liquor on my end. I go by they/them pronouns, AFAB and I'm bi and omniromantic, I do have an mild preference for men or masc aligned people. I'm a Libra sun, Virgo moon and Aquarius rising. I'm also introvert (INFJ-A) and I'm constantly sleeply. I do have C-PSTD, Bipolar II and GAD (Generalized Anxiety Disorder).

I'm Caucasian/White and I stand at 5'9. I have celtic and Danish heritage, My family where vikings. I'm really tall and legs double the size of my torso, as in my thighs are as big as my torso in length, same with my calves. I call myself spider legs because of that. I have this natural like wolf cut going on that is this dark green with my roots be my natural dark chocolate brown hair. My eyes are hazel with gold flecks that shift in color which I found out is normal for people with hazel eyes. I paint my nails black a lot because I find the color pleasing. My build wise is like a rectangle like shape with broad shoulders. I'm pretty strong and I'm proud of my strength. I'm currently starting to get into shape and lose weight so I have fit shape but not like over for. Just the right amount of fat over my muscles. I have a lot of stretch marks,, mostly around my waist and my biceps. I call them my stripes or lighting marks. I have plans to get snake bite piercings and wear like the ring ones in them. I'm getting an tattoo soon that is like this and then I want a burning match tattoo on my color bone. My ears are piercing and I like wearing fake gauges, spirals and then the ratings that have the dangly stuff and cuffs with them. I also wear like those stereotypical hot topic chokers. I wear a lot of long sleeves and skinny jeans, I do like ripped skinny jeans. I also love flannels and black boots like doc martins or converse.

I think you can assume by the statement of me liking whiskey I am the rebellious sort which is true. I have drank a bit and tried weed, I don't do it anymore tho.I have been told if people don't know me and see me from afar I'm intimidating to approach. Even being spooky and intimidating, I promise I'm just a big softie. I usually assume the mom friend of the group with my friends. I always worry about them and make sure they take care of themselves. Sometimes I do it so much I forget to take care of myself. I'm really gentle and compassionate, along with being extremely empathetic. I can be stubborn and bit judgemental at times, mostly working off first impressions myself when getting to know each other. I have an hard time being insertive and putting my foot down with my boundaries, scared to lose people even if the hurt me. I'm an introvert through and through, liking to watch from the back and observe the way things go on around me. I do my best to be an optimist because I can't see the point in see everything wrong in this world, it helps me to see the good. I love going on adventures with my close friends and love being a chaotic bastard with them. My dnd alignment is chaotic neutral and I'm Hufflepuff. I do live by the saying do no harm but take no shit. But I won't hesitate to fight someone for the right causes.

I do always constantly look like I am going to funeral of some sort because I own nothing but black. The color makes me feel really comfortable but it's not my favorite color. My favorite color is green but I like sage green, forest green, mossy green, etc. The earthy greens are my favorites. I have a love for the forest and woodlands, finding a sense of home in the woods. I do love archery and something I'm definitely going to be picking up along with playing the drums. I also smoke herbal cigarettes as well as alternative to smoking.

You know that I often get called a cryptid and at this point, I am just one. Cryptidcore, Midwest Gothic, and Pacific Northwest Gothic are my favorite aesthetics. I have a huge love for cryptozoology (the study of cryptids), parapsychology (the psychic phenomena and other paranormal claims), original creepypasta stories and to be honest anything like spooky and creepy. I want to be a mortician and I'm attending school for that. I also really love the dark, especially if I have some good music blasting through my earbuds. I am a sucker for long road trips and seeing things, filling the adventure heart I have. My favorite animals are coyotes and I also like horses. I like to write a lot as well. My favorite cryptids are The Beast of Bray Road, Not Deer, Jersey Devil and Jacklopes.

Thank you so much and I'm so glad I got a chance to reach out to you. It all started with me wanting to send memes to you and being a little 🌲 anon.

Also here is what the tattoo I'm am getting done looks like ↓↓↓

Your matchup is... Jeff!

Sorry this took me a hot minute, I've been out all day! But here's my part of the exchange :}

In general:

Alright, I read this over and just immediately thought about Jeff, mostly because of your personality!! I have so many things I want to get into and want to say though. SO, let's get right into that.

Things he likes about you:

Physically speaking, as that is how I always start, Jeff really, really loves your height and your legs make him fuzzy on the inside. He just loves it SO MUCH. Your hair is gorgeous, and he's never going to stop wanting to run his fingers through it. Whatever color it's dyed as becomes his new favorite, and he loves seeing your natural hair poke through as well. Your eyes are so gorgeous in his opinion and he finds himself getting lost in them. He thinks your nails being painted black is nice because honestly, he's prone to painting his nails black as well. He finds your body so great!! Wants to hold you and loves feeling new muscles when they get built up. Regardless, he just physically adores you. Your stretch marks are also something he adores as well, and he will fondly call them your tiger stripes and admire them in their entirety. He would love your piercings and the tattoo you want to get. Also really, really loves your choice in jewelry. Chokers are hot in his opinion lmfao. Ripped skinny jeans, flannels, black boots, converse!! just everything about your style works so well with him. And your personality!! That slight rebellious edge am slightly intimidating nature??? PLEASE

General cute stuff:

I feel like the two of you are going to spend some evenings in painting nails. Jeff is slightly touch starved and will absolutely run his hands over your body and just adore everything about you. I can also see Jeff working out with you as well!! He will be your number one supporter regardless of what you're going to be doing. He finds it so sweet that you take care of other people. Jeff also understands you being an introvert, because he's kind of the same way. He would absolutely would hang back with you and just exist. He likes observing as well. However, he also can be a bit of a chaotic guy and will go on adventures with you! Scary places, nature, wherever you want, Jeff will go with you. He'll also read up on fun little places and then go with you. He will absolutely get you green things just because he knows that you like that color. Jeff will also take you on walks in the woods, and he'll also let you wear his clothing!! Jeff actually smokes weed semi-regularly, so while you smoke herbal cigarettes, he's going to be lighting up alongside you as long as you're comfortable. He'd probably like the herbal cigarettes as well. Jeff would love to hear about your love of cryptozoology! He's met so many beings in his life that fit that that he'd just go buck wild being able to tell you about his stories and experiences as well. Parapsychology is also something he'd love to listen from you. He finds you going into the mortician business so incredible, and that you like the dark. Your music?? Please share that with him!!

You two as a couple:

Jeff knows that you are intimidating but so, so sweet. He finds you so admirable and honestly, he needs that kind of caring, loving influence in his life. He finds you being the mom friend of your group super fun and while he's not a dad friend, definitely loves saying things to remind all of your shared 'kids' to listen to you. He wants you to take care of yourself!! He wants you to be kind to yourself!! You being stubborn is something he understands because honestly he can be stubborn. Judgmental? He gets it but honestly might challenge the notion from time to time. He will remind you about boundaries and how important it is to set them. Time to time, he may step in just to help you out. He will also remind you to be assertive, mostly because he would hate to see anyone take advantage of you. Jeff will read up on C-PTSD, Bipolar II, and your anxiety simply so he can be more prepared to help you in any way he can. He deals with some things himself, but he doesn't always know how to handle others. So, he would definitely read up for you and end up becoming your rock when you need it. Honestly, just let him take care of you in his own way. Rough around the edges?? Absolutely. But he's so soft for you. He will help you in any way he can, whether it be weathering the bad days and loving the good ones. Let him adore you.

Closing Thoughts/Other Things:

Hi love bug, or as I will often fondly refer to you as, Dr. Cryptid! I was so happy to read all of this about you. Thank you so so much for sending this in and once again doing mine! I loved reading all about it, and I love talking with you. Thank you so much for that lil pine tree emoji and memes. Also, please take care of yourself!! There's only one of you in the universe and it's so important to love and cherish yourself. It's always okay to say no or know when to bail. Never take care of so many people that you leave all your energy with them and none for yourself. I look forward to our future convos and just friendship in general. As always, let me know what you think and I hope you enjoyed!

#jeff the killer #jeff the killer headcanon #creepypasta #creepypasta matchup #matchup #jeff the killer x reader

[mythgirlimagines]

As the creation of two calming waves crashing together, a calm ocean breeze is quickly birthed through them. And that calm ocean breeze is commonly known as Myth Anon, Former Ultimate Swimmer!

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BACKSTORY

Born to two happy owners of a beach house on a scenic and heart-rending beach, Myth knew how to swim, before she could even crawl, much like her older sisters before her. Upon entering middle school, she was encouraged to enter her school’s swim team and quickly became the star of the team. However, because she only likes to swim for fun, inner peace, and poetic inspiration, Myth eventually quit competing, but still managed to get enough coverage from the media to gain her Ultimate status. In her adult years, she is currently working part-time alongside her sisters at her parents’ beach house, and is currently studying to become a marine biologist, which she (unsurprisingly) turns out to be both very passionate and a veritable expert about.

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RELATIONSHIPS

Wyre Anon, Former Ultimate Detective

Wyre and Myth have been only the best of friends ever since they were children and have met one faithful day on the beach. Although Wyre is also known for their criminal sketchworks and their skills as a physical enforcer/bodyguard, it’s Wyre‘s skills as a homicide detective that made Wyre gain their Ultimate status, that is still going strong (and even stronger) in their adult years. For the eternally scatterbrained and innocent swimmer, Wyre is usually around to watch over both her and her belongings and to prevent weirdos from trying anything funny with their friend. Myth really appreciates Wyre’s help in finding misplaced items and she just loves walking across the beach with them all the time.

Outfit: A brown overcoat and a light green and yellow striped vest and a black tie over a white button-up shirt, pants that match their overcoat, darker brown leather gloves and loafers.

Anon Scar, Ultimate Programmer

Famous for creating one of the first ever instances of self-sufficient, self-teaching, and ultimately benevolent AI (known by the code name “D-3M-0N”), Scar is also a big name in online role-playing groups, where she is known as “Mother-Board, the Master Technomancer”, a ruler of a tech-based science-fiction realm who is in charge of all the high-end technology in it. On particularly busy and sleepless nights, she can even be caught acting as Mother-Board herself. Because Myth lived in a tech-less beach house, she is absolutely clueless in the ways of modern technology, and that is where heroic Scar swoops in and tries her best to teach the swimmer the way of the computer.

Outfit: Messier hair that is done up in two messy side buns, a purple hoodie worn hood-up with black and white striped sleeves, a ruffled purple skirt, black and white striped stockings and purple boots, the mask from her original design.

Fusion Anon, Ultimate Affluent Progeny

Despite only striking it rich very recently, Fusion’s business acumen helped expand his father’s failed company into a multi-million dollar industry and it also ensured that his noveau-riche parents’ finances would stay with them for a long time. He may get constantly underestimated by equally influential but longer-running business magnates, due to his situation and age. When not performing business operations, he loves gorging himself on lavish buffets and learning all he can from the massive library installed in his house. Upon entering the Kibo-Con, he began showering his fellow con-mates with lavish gifts. Needless to say, Myth really appreciated the life-sized plush walrus.

Outfit: Hair tied into a ponytail, a blue overcoat (that has a pocket watch in his right lapel) over a white button-up shirt, a pink vest, and a yellow and red striped tie, white gloves, pants that match his overcoat and the glasses and loafers from his original design.

Fusion Anon II, Ultimate Moral Compass

Fusion II attended a school with a rather high rate of delinquency, and, by the time she left for Hope’s Peak, all instances of delinquency have diminished in an instant. Claiming that she became a public moral committee because “you can‘t break the law, if you are the law” and ”I just want power”, Fusion II wishes to rise to the top of the corporate ladder and become like the rich magnates that she idolised so much, all to prove to her classmates that she is so much more than just a mousy little overachiever. Myth may not understand the moral compass’s dreams and ideals, but anyone who praises Myth’s mindset and thought process (read: actually unread sarcasm) must be a good person in her book.

Outfit: Fake reading glasses, a grey blazer over a white button-up shirt and a light blue and dark blue striped tie, a red armband indicating her position, a long skirt that matches her tie, black stockings and brown Mary Janes.

Just Anon, Ultimate Fanfiction Author

With a sparse and sporadic uploading schedule, Janon’s (or as he is known online, ”JustInThisForFun”) fans and followers commonly refer to the times he actually bothers to upload one of his fica as “Random-Time Rapture”, for you could never really predict when he will upload a fic, but anyone who reads his fanfiction would know that they are veritable masterpieces that can almost match the quality of the original works. Despite their differing temperaments, Myth and Janon love to relax together and introduce entirely new ways of relaxing to each other. Myth’s suggestions of relaxing on a particularly warm rock and lying face-up in the Con’s fountain are Janon’s two new favorite relaxation methods.

Outfit: Same outfit as the original, but with a bandolier of pens and other writing supplies.

Sparkle Anon, Former Ultimate Baseball Player

Considered a jack-of-all-trades when it comes to both Little and Major League Baseball, Sparkle catapulted her all-girl’s softball team (called The Shimmering Meteors) into stardom, with both her skills in the sport and her bombastic and dramatic personality, when on the diamond. Despite both being pioneers in women’s athletics, Sparkle and Myth‘s personalities and philosophies couldn’t be any more different, much to the confusion of the two girls. While the loud yet intelligent Sparkle plays mainly for the glory and thrill of competition, the calm yet ditzy Myth only swims for fun and for poetic inspiration. Sparkle and Myth just can’t comprehend each other’s athletic philosophies and motives.

Outfit: Hair in a bobcut, orange and pink sports jacket with her team’s logo on the back (and matching hat on her head) over a black and white baseball uniform, black cleats and a sparkly pink bandana around her neck.

Egg Anon, Former Ultimate Idol, and Wet Sock Anon, Former Ultimate Fashionista

With their twin as their loyal costume designer in tow, Egg takes in to the stage with such cursed songs as, “Deodorant Push-Pop” and “Discord DM Detonator”, which have garnered quite the cult following online, and quickly became one of the most infamous idols in show business, thanks to their song’s subject matter, as well as being one of the few ever NB idols. Egg and Wet Sock regularly love to antagonise Myth, but thanks to her ditzy and unaware nature, any and all cursed comments uttered by the twins would either be unintentionally ignored, giggled at and agreed to, or even getting used in one of Myth’s poems much to the ire of the duo who live off of attention, positive or otherwise.

Egg’s Outfit: A garishly covered fedora, a t-shirt with a cursed meme on the front, green and red striped upside-down pants, pink crocs.

Wet Sock’s Outfit: Hair over one of their eyes, pink eyeshadow, a black hoodie with white fluff, tight jeans, white and black converses.

Curious Anon, Jr. Ultimate Clairvoyant

Raised in a family that are all experts in supernatural powers, Curious stands out amongst the rest of their family with their clairvoyance powers being far above that of any other ancestor before them. This caused the fortune-telling booth that was passed down from Curious’s parents to them to skyrocket in popularity, and earn Curious a free spot in the Hope’s Peak Middle School roster as the “Jr. Ultimate Clairvoyant”. As a lover of the spiritual herself, Myth found herself fascinated by Curious’s powers, and Curious was all too happy to show off and teach the awestruck swimmer all about their powers. But than again, one could ask Curious to do anything, and they’d do it without hesitation.

Outfit: A green and off-white kimono with a red obi, brown prayer beads around their neck, white socks and brown geta sandals.

Anon Nerd, Former Ultimate Soldier

Born and raised in a territory that was eventually wracked by the spoils of war, Nerd was drafted into his cruel nation’s army, thanks to a combination of his natural anger-induced strength and his natural talent in piloting, repairing and even inventing war weapons and machinery. All the time spent combating both potential and certain threats made him constantly hostile and quick to anger, even in his adult years, when the war was long over. Taking sympathy on her fellow chaperone, Myth decided to teach Nerd all sorts of relaxation techniques (that mostly just involve wading or lying in water), but to no avail, for Nerd has feelings for someone that he would much rather blast with his scouter (read: Myth).

Outfit: A black suit of armor with built-in-weapons and the scouter from his original design.

Eldritch Anon, Ultimate Novelist

Under the pen name “R.C. Wells” (because he doesn’t want evil corporate executives to trace his location), Eldritch particularly specialises in dystopian novels that seek to expose the real world for the apocalyptic wasteland that it‘ll become, if the sheep (read: his audience) remain oblivious to all the horrors of the world they’re living in. Despite Eldritch’s blatant dislike and constant insulting of his audience, he only has the best of intentions for the world, and he thinks that the written word is the best way to combat against the propaganda in the media. Needless to say, Myth‘s relaxation tactics doesn’t exactly sit well with the constantly-worried novelist, so he avoids her like the plague.

Outfit: Reading glasses, a pencil behind his ear, a brown overcoat over a white dress shirt and a red tie, dark brown pants and matching shoes.

Dream Anon, Ultimate Gambler

Despite what her age and her childish personality would suggest, Dream is a veritable genius, when it comes to turning the odds to her favor, and winning boatloads of money at the gambling tables and betting on sports. Dream is infamously referred to, by her foes, as “Lady Luck’s Lovechild”, for her seemingly supernatural ability to make luck fall into her favor and guarantee her automatic wins, against otherwise dangerous odds. Just like with Curious, Myth found herself fascinated with Dream’s supernatural luck-changing powers and likes to sneak under the gambling tables and watch Dream gamble to uncover her secret, much to the embarrassment of the gambler.

Outfit: A grey and white fedora and pantsuit with card suit-themed buttons, a pink undershirt and heels.

Iris Anon, Jr. Ultimate Martial Artist

As current heiress to the Ryuseitai Martial Art’s Dojo, despite what her clumsiness and regular slip-ups suggest, Iris is regarded by martial artists everywhere as a prodigy in combat, who is able to take down foes that are at least a foot taller than her. Iris is also quite the excellent instructor, teaching her elementary-aged students all about mindfulness and positive thinking, which helps breed a brand new generation of strong martial artists. Because of their shared interest in mindfulness and odd philosophies, Iris gets along very well with Myth, who has a similar nature to her, and they have regular meditation sessions underneath a waterfall hidden in the forest behind the Kibo-Con.

Outfit: Hair tied into two Sailor-Moon-esque buns, a pink gi with a big purple star on the front and back, pink sandals, bandages all over her body, the hoodie from her original design tied around her waist.

Purple Anon, Ultimate Lucky Student

Being from one of the more wealthy families in her neighbourhood, Purple was signed up to Hope’s Peak’s annual Lucky Student raffle by her parents, and her supernatural luck meant that she was the lucky girl selected to attend. Because Purple was sheltered a lot, she is very timid and regularly speaks in old-fashioned and archaic terms. Because of a majority of these qualities, Myth and Purple get along very well, thanks to their shared interest in writing poetry, and Myth’s fascination with both Purple’s supernatural luck powers and her odd mode of speech, which sounds much like her own. Whenever they get together, hardly anyone can tell what the two girls are saying.

Outfit: The original outfit, but without the beret and a four-leaf-clover pinned to her sweater.

Watch as this oddball swimmer either befriends or baffles the people around her!

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PERSONALITY

Needless to say, Swimmer!Myth is one hard-to-read swimmer, for she has quite the odd thought process and an equally eccentric vocabulary, often speaking in odd poetic terms about water or marine life, and always searches for inspiration for her poetry. Swimmer!Myth also has a strong love for the supernatural, and can usually be seen learning about and getting in touch with her calm and spiritual side, if she’s not swimming or lying back-up in shallow bodies of water. Swimmer!Myth also gets easily distracted, and regularly wanders off, requiring a buddy to help ground her back to Earth (read: Detective!Wyre). Swimmer!Myth is also heavily empathetic, and, in spite of being an athlete, actually hates competition, which is why she dropped out of being an Olympic-level competitive swimmer years ago, and she really treasures her loved ones.

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APPEARANCE

Swimmmer!Myth has long and wavy brown hair with a French braid tieback, that she can put up in a ponytail while swimming, and blue swimming goggles on her head. Swimmer!Myth swims practically all the time, and her simplistic outfit reflects that perfectly. She wears a pink, blue, and purple wetsuit with blue frills on her sides, a pink translucent shawl and a seashell necklace around her neck, along with purple flip-flops on her feet.

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Now that I’m finished with this AU, I’d love to hear your opinions on the talentswap! In the meantime, look out for more content made by your’s truly!

-Fusion Anon

#submission #anon #fusion anon #talentswap tuesday #art #not my art #fusion anon ii #purple anon #iris anon #just anon #eldritch anon #sparkling anon #curious anon #dream anon #egg anon #wet sock anon #anon nerd #anon scar #my evil twin #anon kg

[characternerdocs]

Super old OC meme for Vincent! 👀

Super Old OC Meme|||@icybreaths

More Bio:

I was obsessed with Corspe Bride in 2014 and a lot of Tim Burton movies (Still am ngl) so yeah make an evil twin brother of Victor van Dort as a henchman for my friends' Harry Potter AU made sense (heavy sarcasm) and bare in mind he was supposed to be my main villain. he was supposed to be detestable as he was a serial killer and he preferred method of killing was to cut an artery and have his victim bleed out as he tortured them. He liked to see how long it took for them to die as their heart rate exeletrated.

He was also a vampire, which I remember came in later, though I never established how he was turned but it was probably self-arranged to make him more powerful and evil. His brother (who no longer exists but I basically I transplanted his personality into Heath, so there's your base for who Victor was) Vincent turned him into a half-vampire because he knew it would make his little brother's life a living hell having to consume blood and kill living things in order to survive. But only half a vampire, cause god forbid his brother was equally as strong as him.

He also had a weird infatuation with Victor's wife (which I think I forget they were 19... but maybe they were actually older than that now that I'm really thinking about it.) But Vincent basically went from simply wanting to kill his brother's love to wanting to make her his.But through manipulation, torture, and the unconscentual use of dark magic, to mke make her evil and murderous lie him. and of course this was cause he actually liked her or something or was lonely and wanted companionship. No just another step in his torment of his brother.

Heather was introduced in the last summer of 2014 as a foil to him and to be the reason his oh so brilliant evil schemes failed. She was completely and obsessively in love with him and it was also my intent to have her kill him in anger and heartbreak when Vincent chews her out for her incompetence and ultimately rebuffs her affections.

However, before that event could happen Heather got arrested and sent back to the asylum for her lobotomy. Despite finally be rid of his stalker, Vincent has a crisis of confidence when he realizes 'oh sh*t I actually do care about this pint-size nitwit.' And this blossoming ship started Vincent down the road to ant-heroism. or something like that, not sure if he's an anti-hero per se.

More Bio:

When I started the RP that I refer to as Sandbox AU I completely retconned Vincent, no more vampires, no more wizard stuff. He was a shadow demon, obviously until it wasn't

as of now, Vincent is a Fallen, meaning he was kicked out of home plane cause he broke their rules, which admittedly yes, he did, but after years of being ostracized by the other members of his kind for what seemed like no discernable reason. So he peeked at a book he shouldn't have to find out why he was so different and yeah turns out he's the last heir to the root of all evil. And in his haste to escape he may have stolen the book.

And so he came to earth, 1860's England specifically, and was found and raised by Annette Martingale, daughter of a stablemaster. But after nearly twenty years of living amongst humanity and Annette as an apprentice to Annette's father. Vincent's mundane but blissful life was shattered when his mentor from his old plane came back to mutilate and murder him.

And his bloodline would have ended if not for plane Izolirn, which gave Vincent new life in order to have an earthly vessel for its rage and hatred it had festering within due to the plane's own demonization throughout the eras.

When Vincent finally regained consciousness, not old what his heart turning to stone, the inside burning with Izolirn's anger and spite, but Annette was also dead. Arrested and convicted for murdering his dear friend, Vincent was sentenced to hang for this crime he fearfully hoped he hadn't truly committed. However, when his sentence was carried out, the hangman's noose couldn't kill him. And that's when Beeyel started to take interest in young Vincent.

It was during his time in Beeyel's employment, that Vincent learned to master his new shadowy abilities granted to him by Izolirn. And the more he learned about his new powers the more he began to despise Beeyel. (this isn't actually a cause and effect deal, Vincent just realized Beeyel was a dick the more time he was around him) Eventually, tried and disguised at being Beeyel's earning boy, Vincent left and began his own freelance work when one night he was approached to do under the table work for a secret organization that wanted to try and restore the peace that was more rumored to exist between the supernatural and mundane back at the very beginning. The founder of the orgination knew that this vision, unfortunately, could not be reached without criminal activity, so he asked Vincent if he would do bad for the sake of the overall good. Vincent agreed, not cause he believed in the cause but because of the payment the founder would pay him.

Then in the early 2010's, he met Heather O'Dare, a rival theft who was after many of the same artifacts his employer asked him to get. When it came to theiving, this urchin was a lot better than he was and it started to piss him off, especially when one night she stole something of his (no, not his heart, that comes later) and Vincent was so enraged by this slight that he was planning on cutting her to ribbons the next time their paths crossed. However that next time Heather was wounded, being hunted figures in lab coats, and desperate for anybody to help.

Thanks for that ask @icybreaths, sorry this is a uber long post. I can't believe that I've had Vincent for seven years now. that's crazy, and he has thankfully changed so much.

Original Meme by @myfirstoc

Bonus redraw of 2014 Vincent

A stinky scoundrel man.

#Vincent #ask #icybreaths #Old Vincent scares me #I hate old Vincent #Old vincent was super creepy and basically was converted into Beeyel

[chibi-pix]

Okay, y’all! You know what time it is? Time for me to go over another “Chibi watches”! And we’re in season three of Voltron: Defender of the Universe! Due to how the episodes were numbered on the site I’m using, we pretty much leave off with others and we’re starting with episode 53. So, tonight’s watch consisted of episodes 53 through 60. A good start, if I do say so myself.  Now then! Let’s get the show on the road! With A dinner and a show? 

Episode 53.  Ah, Sven, I actually missed you a bit. Glad to know season three exists so you can be alive.  And Bandor, honey. Your voice seems a bit different. Less like a kazoo. But that happens and I don’t mind.  Ah, and Lotor. Didn’t miss you you son of a... well, I shouldn’t insult your mother... Ah, and pointing out that you’re royal blood. The only royal you are, Lotor, is a royal pain.  Tentacles grabbing the paladins. Hopefully they haven’t seen hentai to make them worry. 

Moving on to episode 54. “What a repulsive laugh you have, witch.” I feel like I should take offense to that because even I’ve had my moments of evil cackles. Scared the hell out of some of my classmates. Probably didn’t help with several classmates sure I was also a witch. 👀 “He wants to get rid of me? I can’t believe it!” Honey... didn’t he make it clear he didn’t like you in season one? You better believe it you bitch in denial.  A general? Who authorized this guy? And who thought it was a brilliant idea to take over the Voltron Force? Allura! Don’t be eager for this! Put him down! Get rid of the general! You don’t need him! Oh look, dancing! And Allura only seems to wanna dance with Coran. He must be like my grandpa at school dances when I was growing up. Many wanted to dance with him, too, classmates, teachers, and chaperones alike. But Grandpa is way better than Coran.  Um, moving on. Let’s see, Pussy Cat in the green lion and making Pidge crash. Ah! The general. “It’s not them, General. I’m afraid it’s you.” Yeah, you tell him, Coran. It’s the general’s fault the team isn’t doing so hot and they shouldn’t have listened to his orders to begin with. I know I wouldn’t have. But I have this bad habit of doing the exact opposite of what someone orders me to do. 

Episode 55 leads us over to a giant stompy robeast. Being turned into a kitty. Okay, it’s official. That would be my weakness and how someone would be able to trick me. I’m a sucker for cute kitties. Spoiler, all kitties are cute! I’m highly amused by the mice tricking Pidge just to get his apple. And then shock the poor boy. I feel sorry for him, but I’m highly amused. And they lead him to more trouble and to see a princess changing her clothes. Whoops! Aww! Pidge adopts the kitty! BUT! Noooo! It’s Haggar’s trick... Please. I just want Pidge to have a kitty he adores and who is good.... Okay, Pidge dressed as a chef is freaking adorable! And Lunch is a CATastrophe.  OH! Five mice! I only remember four from season one! There are five! I was hoping the Robeast would defy Haggar, wanting to be with Pidge. But. The mice were nice in the end, making a cake just for Pidge. And of course Pidge is precious and sweet, happy to share. 

Oh. I didn’t have notes for 56. I guess I got distracted with drawing. Oops! But I do at least remember part of the castle or whatever flooding and me commenting about home insurance with flood coverage. Okay, moving on.

Episode 57.  Zarkon: “You made me look like a fool!” Haggar: “That’s not hard.” Oh, I love the insults and burns. These guys are gonna need to invest in some aloe for those emotional burns.  Ah, and a mysterious guy lurking, watching the slaves. I had hope he’d be a good guy.  And I’m not disappointed. And! He’s a she! Hello lady! “You’re a very courageous woman.”  And pretty, too.” Oh Pidge. But I guess that’s to be expected of a severely honest kid with no brain to mouth filter.  “Things are going to get ugly.” “They always do when you show up.” The burns! I love them!

Episode 58 has given us the mean potion. So that really is a thing. What the quiznak?  But making a fish man. Dude, the monster fuckers probably had a field day with that one. “I never throw anything away if it can be useful.” Haggar, you sound a bit like a hoarder. And maybe me. Yeah... I suck at throwing things away, too.  Robot: “I hate pollen.” Me, too, buddy. Me too.  Okay, I’m liking this planet a bit. Strong pollen, sticky grass, it’s interesting. Of course, VLD Pidge would despise it. I wonder if I can find a way to reference this one in my VV/VLD au.  And Fishy man is awake and escaping! With the help of a jungle lady! Awesome! And the Garrison crew! I like that this season was made and able to show Garrison with Lion force instead of spliced from the two original source materials. Now they exist together. Awesome! And... fish man is jungle lady’s father? I did not see that coming.  And the music healing him. Music is always a grand thing!

Let’s move on over to episode 59. And Pidge being short. “Don’t tease him, Lance, he’s just a convenient take home size.” Yes. Wen many of us probably do want to take Pidge home. He’s adorable and huggable. He’s travel size for their convenience.  You know, I kinda like Commander Cossack. Not in a “I’m rooting for you” or “I hope you get a redemption and change” kind of way. But he’s amusing.  “Why does everyone pick on me?” Poor Cossack.

And we finish the night with episode 60!  And Cossack getting yelled at. I do feel a bit sorry for him. It’s amusing seeing Bandor signal Sven. And Sven overreacting, thinking Romelle’s in danger. You’re adorkable, Sven.  Ah! Prisoner is self conscious, not wanting to show his... wait... oh. You’re a bad guy. That was just a ruse. Clever.  Pussy Cat falling gave me Mufasa falling vibes. Minus the “long live the king” and a stampede, but still. The fall.  “Go ahead, make my day!” Bandor with a gun. I thought that line was just a meme! It’s real! Bandor! You’re bordering the same chaos energy Pidge is. I swear... And the masked guy was a robeast. I DEFINITELY did not see that coming. At least Pidge caught Bandor and Romelle when they were caught and all ended well.

Ah, this was a good start to season three of DotU. Don’t get me wrong, I liked the vehicle team, but I missed the lion team, too. Especially Pidge. I still love the chaos, explosive loving, snack munching, green boy of the team. 

Anyway! That’s it for the night! Until next time!

#chibi writes #chibi watches #voltron defender of the universe #voltron DotU #I missed pidge the most

[ladyfl4me]

Hi please yell about boyd and stern in TCOS and TMWCIFTC :D!

Anon, THANK YOU for enabling me, you have my fucking life in your hands

I’ll preface all of this by saying that everything in this post is related to my long-form Amnesty works, The Moth who Came In from the Cold and The Children of Sylvain. If you haven’t read those, then you’ll be pretty damn confused, so I guess now is as good of a time to plug them - and the series - as any. A heads up: I started it back in 2018, and everything in TCOS is just… very VERY loosely associated with Amnesty canon at this point. Same root premise, same characters, but back in 2018 even I couldn’t predict where arcs 4 and 5 ended up going. TMWCIFTC was written as the logical progression, in my head, of an alternate arc 4, and everything that happened in TCOS is based off of that progression. It’s got almost no connection to the actual canon at this point. I’ll be recapping some of the more important plot points for context, though.

Here’s hoping the read-more works. This was 7 pages long in the google doc I prepared this in, so I apologize in advance to everyone on my dash if this got fucked up. Spoilers for TMWCIFTC ahead, as well as general vague spoilers for Amnesty.

So everything’s coming up roses. Fantastic. Let’s start with the biggest thing: how the characters of Agent Stern and Boyd Mosche have changed from canon to this AU.

Boyd’s Changes:

We’ll start with Boyd, because this motherfucker is UNRECOGNIZABLE from canon. On god, that is all Griffin’s fault. Pretty much all of Boyd’s character was concentrated in arc 4 of Amnesty, and honestly? He was a fantastic character there. Loved him as a counterpart to Ned. He gave off an air of “the ends justify the means” in almost everything he did - especially how he was willing to do anything, including blackmail Ned to hell and back, to get back to England - which I’ve grafted into my version of him. The angst-loving part of my brain seized on the tragic possibilities of his relationship with Ned and was bumping “No Children” by the Mountain Goats every time they interacted. Great stuff, interesting complexity, was genuinely surprised when he kicked it.

All that happened after I introduced him as a character in TMWCIFTC. My version of him retains the smooth-talking Britishness of him, with the aforementioned “ends justify the means” logic for everything; I’d probably sort him as a chaotic neutral, with basically all of his points in wisdom, charisma and strength with very few in intelligence. I tried to work with that for the start. We knew nothing about Boyd at the time I was writing TMWCIFTC, so my brain wanted to fill in that blank for jokes and giggles and haha funny’s and was like, “Yo what if Boyd was a Sylph this entire time? Wouldn’t that be fucking hilarious?” 

And that’s what I did. What happened to make this version of Boyd was a bit of a random “perfect storm” of influences and choices, which really only got sharpened because of my one-shot The Devil Went Down To Georgia. That one’s the main source of all Boyd lore, even though I barely reference it these days because he’s gone so far off the rails it’s a miracle I can keep him straight. 

I’ve talked about The Devil Went Down To Georgia a lot in relation to Boyd on here. TL;DR, I decided to make him two things: a violinist and a Sylph/cryptid, specifically the Jersey Devil. Yes, he is still British. I chalk it up lore-wise to a few things: the original Jersey Devil is more of a distant relative, Boyd crossed over from Sylvain and ended up in Britain sometime after that, and just willingly chose to keep up the British persona Bastard. I don’t think about it too much. He’s been a criminal from the very beginning; he’d been in prison on Sylvain, went through some shit there that made him steal a crystal and book it, and he continued to do crime on Earth to survive.

The violin thing is mostly me desperately wanting a character to have that background, because I played for seven goddamn years and want to put that knowledge and catharsis somewhere. Boyd probably either picked up a Sylvan instrument that was similar, or learned it in the early 20th century when he came to Earth, and just held onto it. He held onto the skills and got good - good enough that he could have gone professional, and tried in 2007, but that didn’t go super well, as anyone who’s read TMWCIFTC can attest. 

In terms of the type of cryptid he is, I’ve made the Jersey Devils a subspecies on Sylvain that takes cervids (deer, moose, etc.) or bovines (goats, antelopes, cows, etc.), as well as canines/felines of any shape and size, puts them into a gashapon machine with pterodactyl-style wings, awful teeth, and a snake’s tail, and calls it a day. You can get a tiny Jersey Devil that’s a combo of a tiny cat and a dik-dik; you can get a jacked nine-foot-tall terrifying amalgam of a lion and a moose, with a fucked-up mouth of multiple rows of teeth and huge claws.

That last one is Boyd. Don’t call me a monsterfucker for this, I have no defense.

So where does that leave him in relation to the Lodge? Back in 2018, before I started developing the lore that factors into TCOS about Sylph communities outside the Lodge (namely the Manhattan Sylphs that Leo worked with when he was a Chosen One), I figured that it’d be funny if every single cryptid kinda just… knew each other, or hung out near the Lodge. As you know if you’ve read TMWCIFTC, he got into some trouble in 1967, which Barclay, Indrid and Mama “bailed him out of.”

Once they found out he was a fellow Sylvan, though, it became less about “report this guy to the authorities” and more about “we have to make sure we keep an eye on this guy so he doesn’t get himself, or other Sylphs, in trouble” thing. He basically became Mama’s mostly-socialized half-feral cat, slinking through the halls of Amnesty Lodge, eating random food, falling asleep wherever, sitting in rooms where people are doing interesting things and just watching them. And everyone... kind of likes him. Sure, he doesn’t have a sleep schedule, and they have to get soundproof panels installed in his room at the Lodge because he’ll stress-practice violin at 3 in the morning, and he keeps shoplifting stuff from local stores to give to people like a cat bringing back dead mice. But he’s a good man. And he’s getting better every day.

Then he got got by the Ashminder in ‘98. He bolted, completely forgot everything about the Lodge but had the address of a former Lodge resident on his body after his memory was wiped, found a still-alive but memory-wiped fellow Lodge dweller, and fled to that address. Boyd lived there for years, trying to clean up his act and try to anchor himself a bit. Then in 2007, something on his path went wrong, and the stress break he went through after that made him run from that place. That’s when he met Ned, and they had a few years together before Boyd ended up in jail.

Then, once they killed the Ashminder and the memories it had eaten came back, Voidfish-style, Boyd remembered everything: the people who’d taken care of him, the friends he’d made, the love he’d found, the time and effort he’d put into getting better, the rewards he’d reaped because of it. He remembered fighting monsters and defending them. He got hit with it all at once, and missed them. His parole date was coming up; he could bide his time until he was released, and run down there.

But then, at the start of TCOS, Something Happens that makes all Sylvan disguises and spells shit the fucking bed; his disguise spell, which has been hiding a nine foot-tall jacked demon out of hell, flickers, and the invisibility spell that had been put on his disguise item to hide it failed. Boyd knew he was fucked if the jail folks found out he was a Sylph, so he decided to fucking Kool-aid Man out of there, becoming a wanted man in the entire state of West Virginia and getting a bit roughed up in the process.

But hey. Whatever it takes to get home, right? 

Stern’s Changes:

Stern’s changed too, though, and here’s how. It was relatively simple to tweak him, because so much of him was a blank slate to begin with. First: that name. Garfield Kent Stern is his full name: Garfield for the cat/Deals Warlock, Kent after Kent Mansley, the irritating dipshit FBI agent antagonist from the classic animated movie The Iron Giant. Poor bastard. He started as a walking meme who I was going to kill off; I came up with that name long before we got his real name in canon, and didn’t want to retcon it out. 

I’m a sucker for secret connections and familial ties, too, and back in 2018 the headcanon gashapon gave me “what if Stern was a cousin of Duck’s, but there was family drama that made their parts of the family split when they were kids, so now 30 years later they don’t remember each other?” 

And that’s exactly what I did. Gary is Duck’s first cousin on Duck’s mom’s side; their mothers are sisters. Gary’s uncle Arnie was a Secret Service agent who tangled with an Indrid trying to stop the Kennedy Assassination once, and he keeps telling that story at Christmas, much to everyone’s chagrin. Gary remembered those stories, and even received Indrid’s old disguise glasses - knocked off his face during his uncle Arnie’s chase - and carried them with him for a long time.

He didn’t start off as a baby cop, though; he was more interested in hitting the books, finding out the logic and doing the research to figure things out. I have him become a history major, getting a PhD with a few bits and bobs here and there that I haven’t worked out yet. Whatever the case, he spent a LONG time in academia, from undergrad starting in 1996 to graduation in about 2005. 

Things weren’t as peachy as he thought they’d be, though. Gary wrote and published his thesis, like a good little PhD candidate, but someone was watching him. In his thesis, he’d been trying to cobble together various cryptid-related legends across the word and making connections between them, among other things. He’d managed to link up and explain something that Unexplained Phenomena had been trying to figure out themselves. They immediately intercepted his thesis, kept it from being disseminated anywhere else, erased all copies of it after graduation, and reached out to Gary independently to bring him on.

Make no mistake: he went willingly. Despite the whole thesis coverup, Agent Gary Stern wasn’t coerced into being a government stooge, and he wasn’t blackmailed - he was given an offer to work with the cryptid cops, and he enthusiastically took it. Government benefits were decent, he’d heard; post-grad options were looking slim, especially going into the recession. In his mind, there was a bit of allure to it all, too. A secret government organization looking into suspicious and possibly supernatural things all over the nation? Fantastic. More opportunities to do research. He was in. Gary accepted their offer and started basic FBI training in 2007 - the same year Boyd had that mental break and went AWOL, returning to his life of crime and meeting Ned.

Biggest mistake he’d ever made. But then again, if he didn’t take them up on that, he wouldn’t be here, would he?

So he joins UP, goes up the ranks. They had him researching and charting the Bigfoot case for a while, and he was the only one who was willing to work on it at all because… well, Bigfoot sightings weren’t as sophisticated as some of the other projects that were out there for UP. (See: Area 51. We don’t talk about Area 51. Nobody talks about Area 51. Definitely nothing shady and unethical going on in there, no experiments on anyone or anything, no sir.) 

Gary’s diligent, though, and doesn’t like to back down from a challenge. That’s all hunting Bigfoot was: a challenge. No personal stake, no empathy. It was a job to get done, even though an entire person’s life was at stake.

And he got so caught up in this challenge that, when he went to Kepler, he EASILY got attacked by the Ashminder and destroyed within an inch of his life. He got the very memory of his job and intent in Kepler torn out of his head; once the Ashminder died, and those memories came back, they didn’t feel like his anymore, or like they’d been part of his life plan to begin with. Overcome with confusion and guilt, he decided to clean up his act and try to work against the FBI, with Mama’s blessing. 

His goal? Quit the FBI, get them off the Lodge’s back, and then see what happens next. Maybe he’d go back to academia, or teach, or something - just get as far away from the FBI as possible, as far away as he can be from hurting people. But he’s got to bide his time, because if he bolts now, they’re going to get suspicious and put the Lodge in even more danger. And that’s where he is now.

So why have they changed?

Simple answer? I don’t want to rewrite them to fit with canon. I just don’t. I don’t want to make Boyd human; I don’t want to change Gary’s name to Joseph and make him a Bigfoot groupie. I don’t want to rewrite hundreds of thousands of words of work to fit last-minute decisions made in the end times of Amnesty’s canon. My fic has diverged so much from canon that the canon versions of the characters don’t belong here anymore. Besides, Stern was such a background character in arcs 3 and 4 that he barely mattered, making his reappearance in arc 5 a bit of a clumsy follow-through, and Boyd was a one-act wonder. A little expansion couldn’t hurt. Making Gary something other than a direct antagonist made the narrative load a little easier, too, at least on my end. I hate giving a cop screen time, but it’s easier to justify his existence by rewriting his backstory and making him slog through the hell of a redemption arc. He’s had that coming. 

This leads us to TCOS, though, where the arcs of our player characters turn a bit more towards the plot, as opposed to the emotional fulfillment they got in TMWCIFTC. Characters like Gary, Mama, Boyd, and Alexandra take center stage for emotional and backstory development, while the original player characters take a temporary backseat. Alexandra’s a key linchpin of the story as a whole, both emotionally and narratively; Mama gets lore expansions and has personal things to settle; and Gary and Boyd are… here. So:

How do these two work with each other in TCOS?

It’s great. It’s fantastic. These two are my favorite to write in TCOS because their conflict is just so fucking FUN. On the one hand, you have an almost-ex-FBI agent who’s been taken in by the Lodge, is related to a Pine Guard member, is trying to keep his coworkers off the Lodge’s back as sneakily as possible without drawing suspicion, and is desperate not to screw up this second chance he doesn’t think he deserves. On the other hand, you have an ex-con who got a second chance from the Lodge, sees them as his last best option to be safe as long as nobody reports them, and wants to keep them safe out of a sense of familial obligation he’s reluctant to admit to, even to himself.

That’s two people with questionable morals, with a semi-familial attachment to a place that gave them second chances, each seeing the actions of the other as a threat to their - and everyone else’s - safety. Claws come out almost immediately.

At the start, Boyd and Gary go together like apple juice and toothpaste. Boyd sees a narc who’s threatening the one safe place he has left; Gary sees an impulsive, selfish threat, a domino that - if it falls - threatens, you guessed it, the one safe place he (and other people, sure) has left. Boyd breaking out of jail means the entire state of West Virginia, and probably the whole East Coast, is on high alert looking for him, and if that attention comes anywhere near the Lodge? They’re fucked.

Neither of them believe that the other is capable of change or anything but selfish, malicious harm. Boyd has more of an argument than Gary because Gary is still actively reporting things to the FBI, but in Gary’s defense, the moment that he stops reporting anything to them, they’re going to suspect things and might end up sending more people to the Lodge. The Pine Guard can’t afford that, so Gary has to play by the rules until he’s in a position where he can quit. I’ll pull a specific argument they have from TCOS that I feel really exemplifies this:

"I don't want you to get caught."

Boyd scoffed. "Something tells me you're not worried about me."

"I'm not."

"Well, thanks."

"I'm worried," Gary went on, "about someone seeing you, and connecting you to the Lodge. You just used the hot springs as your personal landing strip, in broad daylight. We're on the upper half of the mountain. And I don't know how big your Sylvan form is, but -"

Boyd grinned. It looked more like a snarl. "Oh, plenty big enough," he said.

Gary ignored that. "Big enough for someone to see you from down the mountain?" he challenged. Boyd's lip curled, and he looked away. "Yeah, that's what I thought. I'm just thinking ahead. What if someone came beating down our door looking for you? What if it was a cryptid hunter? What if it was the cops?”

"Yes, yes, fine, alright," Boyd snapped. He threw his hands up. His eyes were hard and cold. "It'd put us in danger. I get it. But you're still here. I think the damage is already done."

A knot of cold rage formed in Gary's stomach. "I'm trying to keep this place safe, Mr. Mosche," he spat. "I've got a responsibility to keep."

Boyd scoffed. "Oh, you have a responsibility? To Amnesty Lodge? That's fucking rich."

"You've got one, too! It’s about time you started keeping it!"

They’re both very, very set in their ways and their ideologies, and they take a long time to get to middle ground. 

One of my friends described it as middle child syndrome in overdrive. Gary thinks Boyd’s the Lodge golden child, come to replace him in the Lodge inner circle. Boyd thinks Gary’s the Lodge’s new redemption-arc fixer-upper, come to replace him. And both of them feel thrown off by that, because they both thought that the Lodge was accepting them completely into the inner circle. It’s unfamiliar, it’s confusing, and when the Lodge as a whole regards them both with suspicion/unease (Gary) and polite detachment due to the passage of time (Boyd), it makes them both feel on the outside.

And when you’re in the same shitty canoe, you’ve gotta row it or sink. So that’s exactly what they do. 

Ultimately, they get faced down with bigger and worse foes that snap them out of their spat, because their common interest is “keeping the Lodge safe” and uniting will help them get there. When they do start to have each other’s backs, though, that’s when they reluctantly start to get to know each other. Gary feels like something’s off about Boyd and eventually suspects - thanks to some comments from Haynes and some digging of his own - that Boyd had something to do with the fire that burned down Aubrey’s house, but it remains to be seen what he’ll do with that information. (The Gary of November 2018 would have turned Boyd in to the FBI. The Gary of almost six months later, though… a different story. It’ll be interesting.)

The kicker is, they’re both really similar, at the heart of it. Both of them were the Lodge’s fix-em-up pet projects, brought into the fold in an emergency and protected/cared for as long as they swore to clean up their act. They see each other and feel a bit out-of-place, though - something contributed to by the way the Lodge treats them.

Gary’s still held at a distance by many, despite being Duck’s cousin and a mostly-valuable member of the team, because the stench of the FBI is still on him - how he dresses, how he walks and talks, how he acts. And Boyd has just swanned back to the Lodge after 20 years gone, with all his memories of the Lodge from back in ‘98 driven back into his mind - and part of him is expecting the Lodge to be the exact same way it was when he left. But it’s not. You can’t go home again. The Lodge has moved on without him, which he never expected, and coming back to them is… awkward.

It’s simple. They don’t know what to do with a version of Boyd who’s missed the past 20 years of their lives; Boyd doesn’t know what to do with people who have changed from the folks he knew 20 years ago. He’s lost, floating, and alienated, like going to a high school reunion after not having spoken to a living soul since graduation. It sucks for him. And the only wholly unfamiliar face there, other than the main Pine Guard - who he’s mostly fine with, except for Ned - is Gary, and he can’t help but be irritated with him. That changes, though.

What I essentially want to do is set these versions of the characters up as foils. Similar characters, similar pasts, similar situations that got them to this point. All that’s different is how far in their respective arcs they are. So I’m going to have them be friends. Give each other a chance in the face of a bigger threat, open up a little more, have conversations, talk about things with each other because they’re the only ones around to listen. The Lodge gave them second chances when they needed them most. Maybe they can do that for each other.

This is also to say, I would be a massive fucking liar if I say I haven’t considered having that unfold into a rivals-to-lovers arc. Yeah, I said it. I’ve considered it, at length and in serious detail, since I started drafting the arcs for TCOS. In fact, that’s what I’m probably going to do. I’ve gotten too hooked by the possibility to give it up. I outlined hypothetical futures for the whole cast after the final battle in Sylvain and, given the things I want to happen in that battle and the messy post-war fallout, it makes sense that these two would gravitate towards each other.

It makes a lot more sense in context, believe me. They’ve got a long row to hoe before they trust each other enough to become friends, or even push the envelope towards a romantic relationship - they’d have months and even YEARS to wait to pull that off. Whatever I end up doing with them, they are easily my favorite part of TCOS to unravel, mostly because I  - and, honestly, everyone else - probably never saw it coming.

Thanks for the ask, anon. This made my week. So sorry for the long response, but I have so many thoughts on what I’m doing with these idiots, and putting them down on paper was really fun. Any other questions or comments about this? Fire away, I’d be more than willing to answer! 

#asks #anon #tcos #if tumblr fucks the formatting and bombards you all with a long-ass post i am SO SORRY #tagging anyway #long post #taz amnesty

[beesatthedisco]

How does this even work...

Okay, so I’ve been on tumblr since before the first time they very slightly changed the shade of blue and I hope that in and of itself is enough to help y’all know... I’m ancient. (I’m 27, and will only rp with ppl 18+, sorry friendos)

Somehow, despite being on tumblr and despite having made about a million accounts for various things in my day, I’ve not made an RP account, and don’t really know how to get started. I guess I’m just gonna put down what I know about myself and what I’m looking for here and hope for the best, but I’d be open to any kind of protips from those of you who have been using tumblr to find rp for much longer.

RIP to your eyes ahead of time, this is a long post. If you want to skip to the part where I share my Original plots, pairings, and fandom cravings, please just scroll to the end and accept my humble apologies. (Highkey I copied this out of my google doc, don’t shoot me.)

I enjoy writing both original plots and fandom stuff. When RPing within a fandom setting, I'm open to playing as canons, as ocs, or any combination of both. I'm open to co-creating settings inspired but not based in fandoms, and open to playing AU or canon settings as well. When originals are involved, I prefer co-creating our worlds together, so we're both invested in the landscape that our characters inhabit. Speaking of characters- I'll play as any gender and in any pairing type- I hope that this is the same for you. I love writing a broad spectrum of characters to keep things interesting for myself and to practice viewing the world through different perspectives. I feel it's difficult to do this when being forced or pigeonholed into writing as a gender you DEMAND of me. However... I can be flexible, and if your ideas are interesting enough, I may just give you what you ask for anyways, haha. I'm perfectly open to playing multiple characters, whether it's a broad interactive cast of mains and background characters, a system of noninteracting or separate sets of doubles, triples, you name it, or whatever other configuration of multiple-character-playing you prefer.

I'm not too terribly concerned about post lengths and am open to writing with people who might be new to the RP scene. I'm pretty flexible about how much I'll write. A good rule of thumb for myself is that I tend to respond with more when I have more to work with. That doesn't always mean that there are more words on your post for me to respond to; instead, I mean that if your post has enough ideas, inspiration, and momentum, I can go buckwild with my posts. My comfort zone seems to be around 4-6 paragraphs per post, but I've been known to write either a lot more in particularly thrilling rps. If I'm writing a huge post- don't feel daunted or expected to match length. I love all sized posts!!! I'm just overly enthusiastic and get carried away sometimes. (This means you can also at any time tell me to chill out on how much I'm writing. ) When it comes to writing style, I only have a few hard expectations of you- I do not engage in roleplay featuring the 'would' style of writing. (For example: "She would pick up the rock and inspect it closely.") I don't exactly know why I dislike this tense so much, but it pulls me right out of the immersion of writing/reading and tends to entirely destroy my interest in the story. I'm sorry. Next, I care at least a little about punctuation and spellchecking. If you're roleplaying online, you have access to ways to make sure that you're not just submitting gibberish. If you need help finding those resources... feel free to ask!

I'm open to the idea of making profiles for our characters, but I'm okay without making them too. I'm also vaguely ambivalent to 'beautifying' our posts, should we do them somewhere that allows that sort of thing. I'm fine with any style of reference images, or with not using them at all. I can't promise I won't send you songs and images and memes that remind me of our story, though! Also- I'm super down for dice systems if we decide to go that route (and prefer dice systems if we include combat of any variety in our story.) I love romance, but it doesn't necessarily have to be the drive of our plot if that's not your style. My favorite genres to write in are science fiction, any variety of fantasy, horror, drama, historical settings, wild western settings, and mysteries.

Last but not least, I tend to like making friends with my writing partners. I prefer writing with people I actually get along with, so for me, the plotting phase is the most important. It helps me get to know your personality a bit more, and you mine, so we both know whether or not it's a good match to write long term! I'll write on most platforms, so let's discuss what makes the most sense for us. Finally, I generally only write with folks 18+, for the safety of everyone involved. Thanks for understanding.

Well, as I said, I've got a big ol list of ideas, if any of this strikes you as 'good writing friend' material, so send me a DM and I'll get back to you asap! Feel free to share your ideas too!!!

Original Ideas

- There's something dire down in the mines to the east of this old Western town. Folks keep goin' in to investigate, disappearin' for days at a time, then comin' back all different-like with the lights gone from their eyes. What could be happenin' out there, sheriff? (horror/western)

- A high-fantasy world's balance is shattered when the source of magic is destroyed. How will the people of this mystical land navigate a now mundane life, and how can they survive when so many magical devices go defunct and awry?

- A no-magic world is suddenly spun into chaos: an apocalyptic event leads to the sudden introduction of magic into a world that had previously never known it. In the post-apocalyptic (and mystically-charged) ashes of a world that once was, how do the survivors compete for resources and control?

- A star falls from the sky! They're rare, and it's dangerous to be one. Are you the star, hunted and lost? Or are you someone who finds a star?

- A lich (my character) is rumored to live in the castle at the foot of the mountains, only a mile or so from your town. It's said they're a true villain, the worst of the worst... but what is the truth?

-Arranged Marriages between physical embodiments of the seasons or planets

- There's something dire down in the mines to the east of this old Western town. Folks keep goin' in to investigate, disappearin' for days at a time, then comin' back all different-like with the lights gone from their eyes. What could be happenin' out there, sheriff? (horror/western)

-A sailor, pirate, or other seafarer keeps noticing the same shape in the waters near their ship. After a terrible storm, the ship wrecks… now, one’s a mermaid, one’s a sailor, and they’re both idiots trying to find their way back home.

-Disaster has struck! A grisly assassination attempt leads a bodyguard to quickly usher their liege to safety. Drama ensues!

-Stowaways, and the people who catch 'em!

- Androids and more androids! Or... androids and non-androids!

-In a dwindling-magic world, those who cling to the olde magicks and the old way of living struggle against the new capitalist society and its nonmagic technology. In one still-magickal neighborhood where our story takes place, shopkeepers fight against nonmagickal gentrification in an effort to keep their businesses, communities, and traditions alive.

- A wandering traveler gets caught in a storm and chances upon an abandoned home, castle, or manor.... oh no!

- A train hopping crust punk encounters the ghost of a fellow train-hopper who fell under the rails and died.

- A living person's computer, gaming device, or phone is inhabited by a flirty ghost!

- There's a friendly but sad ghost living in a living person's new home! (Can you tell I like ghosts?)

Original (and corny) pairing ideas

fairy or elf / vampire or other dark creature

vampire / human

god / mortal

demon / angel or other dark/light archetypical pairings

dragon / humanoid

naval captain / stowaway

mob boss / citizen

superhero / supervillain

serial killer / investigator

serial killer / citizen

Bounty hunter/outlaw

outlaw/sherriff

outlaw/outlaw

farmhand/outlaw

Current Fandom Interests/Cravings

Pokemon - preferably with ocs and in a custom setting ft. all the ‘mons/us playing as humans

Elder Scrolls - pls, i’m craving this almost more than anything, and have been for years

Red Dead Redemption - it is cowboy time now

Legend of Zelda - i have a couple of cute ideas for this!

Avatar/Legend of Korra

Labyrinth - please please please someone play jareth for me, ill give you my firstborn in exchange

Star Wars - currently a little burned out on playing as kylo for everyone, so please don’t ask me to be him dlfkjdslfj

Game of Thrones

Lord of the Rings

Night in the Woods

Brutal Legend - does anyone but me remember this??? Omfg lets rp in this setting PLS

The Dragon Prince

#roleplay #roleplay advice #roleplay stuff #roleplay search #1x1 search #rp #original rp #fandom rp #discord 1x1 #1x1 plot #rp search #pokemon rp #pokemon #elder scrolls #elder scrolls rp #red dead redemption rp #red dead redemption #rdr2 #rdr2 rp #loz #loz rp #legend of zelda #legend of zelda rp #atla #atla rp #lok #lok rp #avatar #avatar rp #legend of korra

[theguardianangel-fanfiction]

Current Progress/Life Update

Maybe I should do one of these each week for those of you who are here for my writing (I’m sure one or two of you are just here for the memes and I think one person is here for my personality). 

So for OBTD’s rewrite, my current plan is to split it into three separate fics that will be tied together with a series. The series is going to be called No Shepherd To Guide You. The first fic, which I’m currently working on putting into place, rewriting (like, legit, typing up and changing a lot of) the early chapters and setting up some plot points that I really wanted to explore, like the whole Mike-Ralph thing and “What happened to Christa?” and some other stuff. I’m wading through a lot of confirmed deleted content and plot points, trying to get OCs straight (obviously, I’ve gotten criticism before, but I’ve tagged everything now and at this point, maybe don’t read if you just don’t like OCs in the background or even in supporting roles once or twice?), and trying to figure out a good way to tie everything together with a pretty bow.  This fic is not nor has it ever been my intention to be compliant with seasons 3 and 4; not because I don’t like them (I love the season 3 characters, just not the plot) but because I started writing this fic in 2016 when neither of those seasons were out. 

The first fic in the series is Lambs To The Slaughter; this is the one I’m currently writing, and it will take us until the end of my arc with Howe’s. The sequel will be called Elysian Fields, and number 3, if I get there, will be Burning Daylight. 

You can scroll down if you don’t care about my personal life, but here’s a life update for anyone curious. I just finished my semester in college about a week ago and I’ve been having some issues related to that; it’s difficult to get out of the “oh my God I have to this this and this” headspace and I’ve developed some nervous tics that I don’t think are going to go away any time soon (restless legs, constant twitching, the works). My panic attacks have kind of increased since about October, but I’ve been keeping a diary of them and I plan to get help when I can. 

I’m still furloughed from the pet store and I’m debating quiting once my furlough is lifted (if it indeed is) and trying to find a second vet hospital to work at (now that I have my foot in the door) as I finish off at community college. I only have four classes left before I graduate with my associate’s degree, but it’s two chemistry’s, a math, and physics, so pray for my ass lmao. 

Now for the story progress: 

Once Bitten, Twice Dead - planned chapter 32 and I have several thousand words written for it, but I think I’m probably going to be waiting for the publishing of Lambs To The Slaughter and we’ll how we go from there.

Lambs To The Slaughter - written chapters 1-3 and vastly changed what once was the beginning of OBTD to include Christa’s fate, the whole Mike-Ralph thing, and some other stuff related to that.  - chapter 4 is not finished but it’s getting there. Chapters will be a lot longer than my early OBTD chapters were (which they really only were because when I was 15 and writing them, I wanted to do a weekly release, which is no longer feasible due to me at 19 working the equivalent of a full-time job, being a full time student, and being burned out due to fibromyalgia and my mental issues).  - I’ve waded through a lot of deleted content to find things that I thought would be interesting to write, not just Mike-Ralph. I’m still piecing them together in some places, but the general flow of the story is still there and I know what’s going to happen. 

alone, myself, i stand - a huge thank you to cadeparade on AO3, because they gave me a massive compliment and a few ideas for the final chapter, chapter 4, titled “the night will be over soon”.  - I currently have dug out my old first draft of a few scenes I planned on writing for chapter 4 before my involuntary hiatus, so I have a rough idea of what the chapter is going to be about, what’s going to happen, and how’s it’s going to end. My only fear this is that I know that this chapter is probably going to double the size of AMIS, if I’m judging by the size of OBTD’s equivalent chapter.  - any mentions of assault, eating disorders, post-traumatic stress disorder, and anything else of the sort are still tagged and will be getting a warning, as is usual. This fic isn’t supposed to be about assault in and of itself; it’s about trauma, recovery, and relapse. The ending isn’t happy, but it isn’t and will never be sexually graphic; it may not even be violently graphic, depending on how things go. Hotlines and references will be available in the notes for anyone that needs them.  - again, I’ve been through some shit myself. I know how it affects mental health.

tainted blood series - Nothing confirmed, but I do have an idea for a fic that could take place in season 3′s setting. We may get an appearance of the Garcias and insight into surviving t1d further into the outbreak.  - yeah, how do you keep insulin cold? Where the fuck do you get 31 gauge needles (the ones most people use for insulin) from? I work for a veterinarian now and yeah, I’ve learned a lot about insulin dependent diabetes even just from taking care of insulin dependent dogs. I’m even looking into becoming a veterinary endocrinologist. Edit: 31 gauge needles, 1 cc syringe is what I meant; in my experience working with animals, they use the same type of needles and syringes that people do, depending on the person of course. My dad’s medication (not insulin) is given intramuscular through a 3ml syringe with a 20G needle. All depends on the person. - Again, nothing confirmed, but there is an attempt. I’m not 100% guaranteeing that there will be a part 4, but there is a possibility. Similarly to AMIS, the reception that I received for tainted blood is something I never could have imagined, not for even a moment, that I would ever reach. I love you all. 

Upcoming Fics/Fic Ideas Yes, I need to stop starting shit when I already have too many fics to finish.

Kindly Stop For Me: Edith’s POV and a little bit further on during the Wellington ending, exploring Wellington and its functions, and how Edith ended being the person who took care of Clem and AJ. 

16 Months Later: A short multichapt fic exploring an AU where Christa and Omid’s baby (a daughter) survived. After Christa is killed by scavengers in All That Remains, Clem takes the 16 month old and ends up squatting in (underneath) the cabin and in the shed, relying only on herself to steal food and keep the baby fed and alive.

Awakening: A Detroit: Become Human fic that I’ve been writing on and off for the past year, but it isn’t published. It’s a reverse AU featuring human Connor (and RK800-60 and RK900) and android Hank, Luther and Kara switching spots and a human Alice, and human Markus and android Carl. Ships are: SiMarkus, Luthara, Reed900 (shut up, I like it), and maybe even ConNorth (again, shut up, I like it)? Who knows. 

So there you have it. This is my life now. 

Come check out my fictionpress, Always Good for a Smile, for original poems, short stories, and longer that I write. 

#update #obtd updates #obtd announcements #fanfic

[dontcallmecarrie]

Meme anon here, so I am stuck in being a perfectionist and trying to find the right meme/pic to use (with proper credit where it is due) or to make for myself so i am right now just going to send overall descriptions in 4 different asks if that is okay. Just to get the overall idea/theme of the memes (since they deal with Phase 3 and such. Here goes nothing... (1/5)

(2/5) HAL and Skynet memes. I'm actually working on MAKING them, OMG! It's kinda fun actually.

(3/5) The picture where Tony announces at the Press Conference (tm) that he was Iron Man. Then Text Post/meme. Or various pictures of Tony in the suit. THEN meme. (Sorry if any of these were not what you were/are expecting.)

(4/5) Use stuff inside your TWIFFON au, such as using the S.W.O.R.D. Logo that you have and make memes using that. (Just a thought.) Or pretend/fake images for the Fashion Week Fiasco or the Relay Race (if that was hypothetically photographed in your au.)

(5/5) And for the last meme ideas/descriptions: Pictures of the world/Earth with the initials of SI or the SWORD Logo ghostly photoshopped on top/behind it, with then the meme idea. Or just the planet with the meme (something ominous but funny). I got some HAL memes already made. They're not perfect but they're done. Still working on some of the others (not the SWORD logo, that I'm leaving alone) Please let me know your thoughts. Too far? Not quite what you're looking for? This has been fun!

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...oh boy. Friend, some of these memes are actually edging into spoiler territory, because of Reasons. 

Under the bolded part for those who don't want spoilers, because the more I think about it the more likely I am to ramble and the memes are actually a very important plot point in TWiFFON, no matter how ridiculous that sounds without context.

Also: in regards the memes you’ve mentioned, I get the feeling some of them would probably be SI-only. For instance, while the Fashion Week Fiasco made headlines, other incidents [cough cough, the Relay Race] are the sort of thing that stays in-house. Kinda like Legal’s jokes about world domination, now that I think about it. 

The spoilery territory comes with the memes that might involve the world, though, for multiple reasons.

See, after the Civil War arc, there’s going to be a few others to go: the fallout of Civil War, the Final Battle, and the Realization.

Specifically, after the Civil War arc, there’s going to be another timeskip as Tony acutely feels the crunch of ‘oh shit the Avengers aren’t an option to protect the planet anymore, it’s literally just me, oh fuck’.

When he feels this crunch, he’s not going to pull his punches intellectually— by which I mean he’s going to delve into morally dubious stuff, and the other side of the Merchant of Death takes center stage as he brainstorms potential defense after defense for Earth. Here’s the thing: when I say ‘morally dubious’, I mean ‘he’s going to wish he could afford to drink something stronger than coffee’ because he’s going to go over SHIELD’s shadier research, notes of the tech found after New York, everything JARVIS found via scouring the dark web, you name it. 

Even more specifically, remember that energy shield that protected the portal device in the first Avengers movie? Remember how it was borderline impossible for anyone to get past it? 

Yeah, Tony’s going to do something like that. But for the entire planet. 

An immense network of satellites and what-have-you, spanning the entire globe. 

[it’s not exactly original since I got the idea from both Star Wars and Doctor Who, but bear with me]

There’s more to it than that, but the energy shield is meant to be one of the last lines of defense. 

Here’s the thing: it’s not subtle. Kinda hard to be, with its size and the breathtaking amounts of energy it requires [good thing SI’s invested so heavily into green energy], and its name is what makes it prime meme fodder.

Because what everyone’s seeing is this bigass energy shield network in the sky, keeping out the vast armies that stretch as far as the eye can see. And Tony’s naming skills are only marginally better than a biologist’s, and the rest of humanity’s isn’t much better.

The energy shield’s official name is the Iron Dome [also because it’s got the same idea as the thing in real life], but the moment it went online, the internet renamed it Skynet, which, awkward. 

It only gets funnier after the Reveal, too.

...on another note, the main role the memes play ties in with Tony’s obliviousness. 

See, after the Civil War arc, Tony’s [understandably] hyperfocused on the whole ‘protecting the Earth’ schtick and doesn’t really have time for much else. He’s tangentially aware of other stuff going on, but he has so much to do he doesn’t really pay attention to it. 

When the first memes about world domination start to float around, he blinks but goes back to work, because again, turns out that when it comes to protecting the planet, if you want something done right you have do it yourself. Normally he’d have fun with the memes, would be over the moon and be laughing at them with everyone else— but he has Things To Do. 

The single meme I have in mind for the matter is Star Trek-based, and also later on serves as the basis for why the rest of the galaxy refers to them as the Terran Empire, btw.

The first meme desensitized him to the idea; by the time Pepper approaches him about it, he thinks she’s joking. When the Sorcerer Supreme shows up shooting him significant looks and talking about being responsible to take care of threats to the Earth, the implied threat flies right over Tony’s head and he just goes “great, welcome to the club! I haven’t accounted for magic yet, is there anything we could tweak in this project to bolster our defenses?”

This is why it takes a honest-to-goodness Destroyer of Worlds to break it to him that no, it’s not a joke, he genuinely did take over the world. Yeah, oops.

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...long story short, I really like the idea, but again, not sure how much screentime I’d be able to give the memes in the main fic. The sidefic would allow for more screen time, of course, but I’m not sure if that’s something you’d want to see?

edit: I’d put in a read-more, only apparently I can’t? Apologies to anyone who didn’t want spoilers or long posts.

#I got an ask! #replies #Naught replies #behind the scenes #The War is Far From Over Now #major spoilers for TWiFFON #TWiFFON spoiler #long post

[fantabulosogamedev]

Barkwursts and Kickstarter Info!

Hey everyone!  Got a bunch of stuff to talk about in this post, so let’s get rolling!  If you aren’t already on the discord, I’d recommend joining it by clicking this link.  This is by far the best way to get in touch with me and keep track of development.

Barkwursts

Around 2-3 years ago, during The Fantabulous Game’s development, I announced the existence of Spheredogs.  These dogs would serve a similar purpose to Jinjos, giving Capboy a sausage if he collects them all in a level.  Initially made as a reference to the original Le Fantabulous Game, I’ve decided to change that plan.  After all, the new Spheredog design wasn’t even a sphere, but rather more of a sausage with legs!  So, I present to you:  Barkwursts!

(left-to-right: Tico, Cosmo, Jim, Goobert, Eyedog)

Barkwursts are the exact same as Spheredogs were in TFG, just with a new name.  Though they aren’t designed as of right now, Spheredogs will be returning as small, kickable, gremlin-esque Spherefriends -- just as they were back in the very first iteration of Le Fantabulous Game.  The Sausage rewards will be doled out by a new character, interested in collecting Barkwursts to help his own Quest for Sausage...

(fanart by ZackTheNerd)

The first new Capkin design in Fantaria’s history, I present to you: Ecapresu, the Farmer!  Living in Home Sausage, Ecapresu uses Barkwursts to help facilitate his peaceful harvest of Sausages.  To thank Capboy for bringing Barkwursts to him, Ecapresu shares a portion of his harvest with Capboy.  Additionally, Capboy will be able to learn more about his own species from Ecapresu, as well as get information on the Barkwursts that he has brought.

(kickstarter art by Scandre)

The aspect of Barkwursts that I’m the most excited about, however, is their integration into the Kickstarter.  The Barkwursts you see above are actually created by members on the testing team, hence their fantastically varied designs!  Also named by these testers, these fellas will serve as the five Barkwursts found in Fantaria’s demo level.  On that note, I’d like to move on to talk about the Kickstarter’s stretch goals and reward tiers!

Kickstarter Reward Tiers

Fantaria: The Quest for Sausage is going to have a variety of reward tiers, focusing on digital rewards.  Every tier has its own title in the credits, and your name will be listed alongside all of your creations (if you’re okay with it!) in the credits as well.  I won’t be going into incredible depth on all of them here, but here’s a quick lowdown:

$5: Coolfriend. Have your name put in the credits, and receive a wallpaper pack.  Every further tier has the wallpaper pack as well!

$15: Digital copy of the game on release.

Backerfriend title in credits.

$25: Deluxe copy of the game on release.  In addition to the game, this features the soundtrack and access to (potential, not guaranteed!) DLC released in the future.  Every tier beyond this point also has the deluxe edition of the game.

Deluxe Backerfriend title in credits

$60: Design-a-Spherefriend.  Similar to the build-a-spherefriend tool I released many years ago, design a Spherefriend NPC by choosing color, size, name, and customized headwear.  Also, you can name your spherefriend, pick a combat unit archetype, and write a small dialogue blurb to be translated into Spherespeak!  

Designerfriend title in credits.

$120: Design-a-Barkwurst.  With much more freedom than Spherefriend designs, you can have your own Barkwurst design put into the game, along with a name and a bio!  As seen with the example 5 above, Barkwurst designs have a lot of freedom, so this will be your chance to really get creative.

Dogfriend title in credits.

$150: Designer Dogfriend.  Design both a Spherefriend and a Barkwurst!  The next two reward tiers give you these privileges as well.

Designer Dogfriend title in credits.

$300: Design-an-NPC!  This tier will let you get your own unique NPC design into the game, with at least one encounter in one of the games’ levels.  Note that due to the larger universe impact of a proper NPC, some restrictions will apply -- see below.  

Deluxe Designerfriend title in credits

$600: Design-a-boss!  This tier will let you design your own unique boss encounter for Capboy and Friendwoman to face, featuring its own unique fighting style, difficulty, arena, personality, and rewards upon defeat!   Note that due to the larger universe impact of a full bossfight, some restrictions will apply -- see below.  

Ultimate Designerfriend title in credits.

Kickstarter Reward Limitations

To help make sure Fantaria: tQfS is a cohesive experience that fits my vision, there are some limitations on “design-an-x” reward tiers.  Note that these are guidelines, not hard refusals!  If you have a character that you’re concerned will be affected by these limitations, I want you to reach out to me to talk about it!  I’m always willing to work to find a compromise if you’re interested in seeing your character or design in Fantaria..

I reserve the right to have final say on small tweaks of all backer designs

You must legally own the rights to the characters and/or designs you request!  For example, a direct lift of Mario’s outfit on a Spheredog wouldn’t be okay, but a design which clearly falls under parody would be.  This applies more strictly to the higher tiers (see below).

Spherefriends cannot be made super massive, and their headwear shouldn’t be excessively vulgar or otherwise go counter to Fantaria’s aesthetic (i.e. no hyper realistic textures).

Barkwursts must always have the same silhouette, and make the same SFX as each other, to ensure the player can easily identify them despite the varied designs.

NPCs and Bosses have some further restrictions:

No humans.  Friendwoman is the only human presently in Fantaria’s universe, and this is a very key component of the universe.  If you have a human design that you’d like to see, I’d be thrilled to work with you on creating a variation of it that fits into the universe! (i.e. a capkin or PBot version).

No parodies/memes.  Unlike Spherefriends and Barkwursts, which don’t weigh much on the plot or universe, NPCs/bosses should not blatantly be referencing real-life jokes or personalities.  This does not mean that they all have to be serious, they can be wacky and silly!  Just...no ugandan knuckles parody, or trump parody, or other designs like that.

No characters with explicit and consistent ties to adult material.  It’s totally fine if your character is generally slightly lewd or attractive, but if all they’re associated with is porn (either vanilla or fetish), they won’t be a good fit for Fantaria.

I retain final say on the power level of your character in relation to the cast of Fantaria.  This is mostly to make sure that no characters become more important to the plot and events than pre-existing characters like Capboy and Friendwoman...unless, of course, I think the design can fit into such a role!  Naturally, you still have control over your character’s personality and attitude, and I will run any story events they are involved in by you to make sure you’re satisfied with the way they react.

Kickstarter Stretch Goals

Now that that’s out of the way, the final thing I’d like to talk about here are Kickstarter Stretch Goals!  I’ve budgeted these all fairly thoroughly, as I’ll explain in more detail when the KS itself launches.  These are as follows:

$25,000 -- Initial Goal.  This provides me with the living costs needed for the estimated year and some change of remaining development, as well as to commission Scandre and Viv for art and music, respectively.

$30,000 -- Local Deathmatch.  This tier will add a local deathmatch option to the main title, where you can fight with up to three of your friends in brand new arenas inspired by the couch competitions of old!

$35,000 -- More levels. This tier will add four fully-featured secret levels, pushing Capboy to the limit and providing special new rewards.  These levels will each come with a unique ability, melee weapon, and bossfight

$40,000 -- The Fantabulous Arena.  This tier will add a special arena to the game, allowing Capboy to fight endless enemy waves and challenge bosses that he’s already defeated again!  In addition to being able to have fun experiencing these fights, the Arena will have special challenges restricting Capboy to certain weapons, with even more sausages being rewarded for completing them.  Finally, post-release, all bosses will receive an additional Fantabulous version of themselves, unlocking potent new weapon upgrades for Capboy!

$50,000 -- Nightmare Mode. This tier will add a second campaign, inspired by the brutal NG+’s found in oldschool games.  Play as Capboy’s ally Friendwoman, travelling backwards through a distorted and damaged version of the main game’s story.  Face brutal platforming challenges, intense battle arenas, and mindbending puzzles, using with all of the main game’s weapons and unlocks to overcome the odds!  Naturally, this mode will also feature every single Fantabulous boss in place of their standard versions.  Nightmare Mode, if funded, would release as post-release DLC free to all backers of the $15 tier and above.

$60,000 -- Local Co-op.  Friendwoman will be able to join in with Capboy in the main quest, with the game dynamically adjusting challenges and obstacles to adjust for the additional player.  When in multiplayer, bosses will gain new co-op exclusive mechanics, and co-op exclusive puzzles and battle rooms will block the pair’s route.  This will also allow Friendwoman to be played instead of Capboy in the singleplayer main campaign.  If funded, this tier will release alongside the main game, and will likely cause some slight delay to the current predicted release date.

$65,000 -- Nightmare Co-op.  Friendwoman will be able to bring Capboy with her on her quest through the nightmare realm, enabling cooperation against the new threats and challenges of this brutal adventure.  As with the main campaign, new unique co-op oriented challenges will be present when in multiplayer on this campaign!  If funded, Nightmare Mode will have co-op when it is launched post-release.

$80,000 -- Online Multiplayer.  If funded, all multiplayer modes will be able to be played with one another online!  Releasing with the main game, Online Multiplayer will likely result in some further slight delay to the predicted release date if funded.

Whew, that was a lot!  If you bore with me for all of that, you’re a superfan, and it’s great to know that there are people dedicated enough to read through all of that.  As for when the KS and demo will actually launch, my current prediction is July 26th -- ironically, the same date (+4 months) as I wanted to release TFG’s kickstarter last year! Now that I’ve recovered from the issues I discussed in the last post, I’ve been diving deep back into development and making great progress.  As we approach that date, I will continue to evaluate the amount of work remaining and let you guys know if that seems like it’s going to change.

As I said at the beginning, swing by the Discord if you haven’t already and want to talk about this stuff!  I’m very eager to hear feedback on the price points of rewards and stretch goals, and am willing to listen to suggestions on any changes.  See you guys soon with another chunk of progress!

-Fantabuloso

#fantaria #kickstarter #sausage

[cosmicdreamt]

Detailed Descriptions of my Muse

This was originally a meme that no longer exists on the source blog so I’ll link to my reblog here. I just made it something to fill out so it’s easier to reference at any point. Feel free to do this yourself if you want to! I also omitted a few I didn’t feel like doing lol

Hair

Long, straight, and silky. Looks black in the dark but in light you can see hues of purple. It’s cut straight across at her butt and she has straight bangs as well. She has pieces on the side of her face that are a little shorter than the rest. The colorful strip on her left side is actually a clip in that she can take in and out as she wishes. It usually smells of lavender-vanilla.

Skin

Between medium and tan with neutral undertones. She takes care to keep herself clean and moisturized so often feels soft to the touch. She’s got a beauty mark under her left eye that’s the most distinguishable, but has a few others scattered across her body too. She’s got tattoos all over - specifically on the back of her neck, back right shoulder blade, right shoulder, left arm, both wrists, all her fingers, lower back, right thigh, and left ankle. She gets the occasional hormonal acne, but aside from that her face is clean and even in tone. Most of her body washes have a vanilla base but will vary from floral to fruity.

Eyes

Almond shape and slightly upturned. The base color of her iris is a light and almost pastel lilac that shifts to a baby blue depending on the angle. Looking close enough it almost looks like there are little stars swirling around, too. Her lashes are slightly longer than average and more purple than her hair, but not by much.

Mouth

Round and full lips with a less defined cupid’s bow that almost looks like she has none at all. Usually decorated in purple matte lipstick. She takes care to exfoliate with a sugar scrub and moisturize with chap stick at night. Teeth are normal. Not perfect pearly whites but also nothing that needs cosmetic attention. Her canines are also a little sharper than normal, looking more like baby fangs.

Nose

Small, rounded, and best described as a button nose. She has a gold ring in her right nostril. There’s usually a hint of pink on the tip.

Ears

Average size and heavily pierced. She has 10 piercings in total, 3 star shaped studs on the lobe, another 2 round studs on the upper lobe, a double helix ring above that, and 3 more round helix studs. All gold. Occasionally she’ll change the double helix rings or the main lobe stud for fancier jewelry depending on the situation.

Neck / Shoulders

Neck is a little thicker than average with a tattoo on the back of the Capricorn constellation. Shoulders are in between broad and narrow but closer to the narrow side. Right shoulder has a purple carnation on it.

Arms

Neff’s upper arms usually look a bit chubby, but underneath she’s got some toned muscle. Her upper left arm has a decorative tattoo band and both wrists have a winged pentagram. They arms are not particularly long or short, just average length.

Hands

Her hands are soft with dainty fingers. Nails are always long in a stiletto shape and usually painted dark purple. Each finger has anywhere from 1 to 2 decorative tattoos on them. They’re warm in the summer, but in the winter can get cold easier than most.

Waist / Hips

Neff’s hips are wider than her waist, enough so that sometimes finding pants that fit can be a challenge. She’s got very light stretch marks on her hips as well.

Thighs/Legs/Feet

Chubby with a tattoo running down her right thigh. Average in length but look a bit shorter because of her weight. She likes to paint her toes with the same color nailpolish.

Height / Weight

She’s 5 feet 7 inches in height, and about 180-185 lbs in weight. Considered overweight, but still physically healthy.

Body Shape

Neff has an hourglass shape along with being chubby. Her bust and hips are wider than her waist, and she does have a little bit of a stomach (that is soft and squishy might I add). She also has a round face with chubbier cheeks, baby faced without makeup. With makeup she looks her age.

#⋡☆《ooc》—across the universe #⋡☆《info》—who I am now who am I now

[avernale]

Have You Seen These ＧＩＧＡＮＴＡＭＡＸ Pokémon? Have You SEEN Them? - Long Meowth is Long! And DEMONIC!

The prophecy has come to pass!  More ＧＩＧＡＮＴＡＭＡＸ Pokémon revealed at last!

Some of these have been leaked before, and now we finally get to see them!

First off, Gigantamax Pikachu’s design indeed harkens back to it’s original design in Gen 1.  Not only is it a chubby mofo, its tail has zig-zags for days!  I had to look it up to be sure, but that’s apparently what it looked like.  Sans glowing tail, of course.

Its Electric type moves become G-Max Volt Crash, which will Paralyze every opposing Pokémon.  Not even Ground types are immune!  We’ll just have to find out what is immune when the game releases, though.

Gigantamax Eevee’s design isn’t at all retro, though.  I checked, and Eevee’s design has largely remained unchanged since then.  Well, maybe it had a squatter head.  The Gigantamax form, however, is fluffier and more playful than before.  Its Normal-type attacks become G-Max Cuddle, which causes Pokémon of the opposite gender to become Infatuated and lose the will to fight.

Does its cry in the video sound weird to you?  It’s not just deeper, I think.  Maybe huskier?  I dunno.  It doesn’t sound like Sandy, that’s for sure.  I dare say it’s almost seductive.

Now, this is quite unlike Mega Evolution in that these are not fully-evolved Pokémon, and some of us have been wondering what that means.  According to the website, these two don’t evolve.  In fact, the only way you can get these is by having save data for Let’s Go Pikachu and Let’s Go Eevee, respectively, and picking them up at the Wild Area Station.  I have no idea what that is, and I have to wonder if that’s where you’ll be picking up all your Event deliveries.

The Champ’s Pokémon gets the G-Max treatment! Gigantamax Charizard is probably more badass than either of its Mega Evolutions.  It’s got flames comin’ out of every oriface an E-Rating will allow, including the tips of its horns. Even its wings are entirely composes of flames now!  And those Dyanamax clouds are circling around its tail now. 

Its Fire-type attacks become G-Max Wildfire, which causes on-going damage to non-Fire types for four turns.  That’s longer than Dynamax lasts!  And it’s got to do more damage per turn than normal Burns and Poisons.

Truly, a Gigantamax fit for a champion, and if Leon doesn’t have one a lot of people will be feasting on their head wear.

Gigantamax Butterfree also looks like it’s Gen 1 sprite.  Kinda.  I mean, the body is pretty much the same, but the wings and antennae are entirely different.  Its Bug-type attacks become G-Max Befuddle, which will randomly inflict Poison, Paralyze, or Asleep status on its victims.  The trifecta of status conditions!

And if you get your copy of Sword or Shield before January 15, you can get Gigantamax Meowth as a Mystery Gift! Gigantamax Meowth is clearly a reference to the old Long Cat meme, except it also looks more demonic with glowing eyes and a forehead charm with some sort of Kanji symbol on it.  It’s so tall, it uses skyscrapers as scratching posts!  It’s Normal-type attacks become G-Max Gold Rush, which is not only a super-sized Payday, but it Confuses the enemy, too!  You can make it rain, but like with the special Pikachu and Eevee you can’t make it evolve.

So I will definitely be downloading this Meowth, and I may even use it.  Lord knows I’ve made room for Pokémon that can bring me extra loot in the past, even if it doesn’t actually help that much.  Giganta Max Pikachu and Eevee are something, but not enough to make me want to go and buy those games.  Definitely rewards for fans more die-hard than I.  Charizard is definitely awesome, but it and Butterfree aren’t exactly inspiring me to go G-Max hunting.

[likethetailofacomet]

All the OTP memes for Kenji x April please?

WOAH. ALL? ALL!OKAY, ALL. 

(but like...in parts because that’s how my brain works.) 

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Who is the most affectionate?

They are both very affectionate, in very different ways. Kenji is more physically affectionate, holding hands, leaving kisses on cheekbones and keeping an arm around her as much as possible. April shows her affection more with the things she does for him that he never asked her to do, but she just started doing them and they make his life easier, better. Like leading him into the shower when his nightmares wake him up, or raking her nails through his scalp when he's stressed, or humming his favorite song when he's had a bad day.

Big spoon/Little spoon?

Kenji is the big spoon and he loves it. April is stronger and faster and braver than him. She's tough as nails and he loves that about her. But even she has her weaknesses, and one of them happens to be the way his body feels curled around hers, his chest pressed to her back protectively, his arms encircling her and holding her close. He loves that he's the one that gives her this feeling.

Most common argument?

It used to be that Kenji never put his dirty laundry in the hamper and April was always finding it/ tripping on it littered all over their tiny apartment, but since having their son, Kenji tries to set a better example and it hasn't been an issue. Now the biggest argument is how fast is too fast to let Hideki run in gym class before he starts raising eyebrows about “super powers”- Kenji, of course, wants to let him go full tilt, while April thinks blasting all the school records by several minutes is full tilt enough.

Favorite non-sexual activity?

They love to take rides out of the city on Kenji's bike and find day trip attractions that are off the beaten path: sculpture gardens, odd collections, random museums, specialty cafes and such. The city gets so loud and large sometimes, with each building blending into the next, each window glinting just the same as the one before it, that sometimes they need to remind themselves that life is small and quiet sometimes. It's unique and interesting when you look for it to be.

Who is most likely to carry the other?

Depends on the situation. April has a much higher alcohol tolerance, so on rare occasion, generally when there was a fairly large cause for celebration, she's had to carry her boyfriend/fiance/husband home/to bed/ out of the tub. April tends to fall asleep on the couch five minutes after they sit down to watch a movie after a long day, and Kenji will usually finish the movie, quietly stroking her long, thick black hair as she sleeps in his lap until he lifts her against him and carries her to bed.

What is their favorite feature of their partner’s?

April loves the way Kenji's eye's crinkle up when he laughs or gets excited, and his abs do it for her if we're talking sexy features. Kenji loves her hair, the way it smells and feels, the way it swishes when she wears it down. Otherwise he's totes a boob man and April's pretty average in size but he's super happy with what she's got.

What’s the first thing that changes when they realize they have feelings for the other?

Not much changes for April. She was the one to make the first move and she's much more confident at the beginning of the relationship. I guess not much really changes for Kenji either, it just takes him a little longer to realize that she's really sure and he should be too.

Nicknames? & if so, how did they originate?

He calls her doll and darling and sweetheart, all the classic nicknames that sound cheesy from a lot of guys but somehow they don't sound cheesy at all from him. He'll call her A, he'll refer to her and Kara as “the wonder twins”- Jake's nickname for the sisters. April calls him Kenj, love, sidekick.