#what is their ship name tho people we need to figure this out

[potentialguybodyswaps]

Cum Locked Into a Marine:

Are you in the military but feel like you joined the wrong branch? well there’s a way to swap branches, only catch, you have to swap bodies with someone in that branch and live their life, you can always swap back but only after both parties have finished their contract, so if you have 1 year left on yours, and you decided to swap with a fresh boot, you gotta finish the rest of their contract

Not many people wanna swap with a guy fresh out of boot camp but I did.

I’ve spent a year in the navy and didn’t like it one bit, when I joined I was hoping to join a brotherhood but the comrodery wasn’t there , when I was in A school, the base I was at for training was actually a joint base with the army, navy, Air Force and marines

Something that always upsetted me is when ever we’d see the marines, they were fine as fuck, for no reason, hands down the best looking fucking branch, no homo.

Even when I got to my ship and did a deployment with the marines onboard, they always looked hot and way fitter, if I would have join them instead of the navy, I’d definitely have abs but a lot of the navy struggles to stay within height and weight regulations

So I decided I wanted to swap with a marine, I made an account for the Body Exchange Program (or B.E.P. For short) and went to the subsection for military swaps and clicked on the marine branch to see what bodies were available

One thing I loved about the B.E.P. Is while the swaps are basically contracts and ment to last for the agreed time, they’re a couple ways to get out of that aswell… The B.E.P. Isn’t actually ment for long term swaps, so the only real way to do so is by breaking the TOS (terms of servicing). if both parties end up ejaculating while swaped, they end up locked in each others bodies

A lot of them had high standards in order to swap with them but I did find one Private named Matt Cummings. his profile says he’s only been out of boot camp for a week now and hates it, willing to swap with anyone from any branch as long as their not old.

I’ve only done 1 out of my 5 years so it didn’t bother me basically losing a year and having to restart a 5 year contract, especially if it ment I got to look hot as fuck and be a marine

Luckily I was only about 3 years older so I sent a request and after a little talking he agreed saying “I’d love to be in the navy and see more countries than just being deployed and stuck in 1”

Since we were in the same time zone this would actually be somewhat easy, we just set the time to swap to 3 A.M. when we’re both sleeping, and since we both actually had the next couple days off, it’d give us time to adapt and try to figure out our new lives

He asked me if I was sure I wanted to do this, promising it’s not like how I think it is. And I told him yes I’m sure…

Unfortunately he was one of the few profiles on here that didn’t have a profile pic so I was a bit worried about walking into this blind, but checking out the basic stats on his profile made me a bit more confident, 5’10 and 140. At the very minimum I might lose like 2 inches of height but atleast I lose about 40 pounds of weight also haha

I woke up the next day in a bed that didn’t belong to me and a dorm room that didn’t look familiar to me. Needing to piss I flung the blanket off me and saw that I was in nothing but my underwear, I rushed to the head (bathroom in military talk) and lowered them to piss and was kinda shocked, nothing too special about the dick, I mean about the same size as my actual body, but maybe a bit longer, ok, more than a little, I had to be atleast 3 and a half inches soft now, bro probably had like atleast 2 inches on me hard, I don’t know yet, so I’ll assume im about 6.5 or 7 inches hard maybe more now. What had me shocked tho was that I’m now uncircumcised! This is awesome man! I always wanted to be uncut. I just woke up and I’m glad this guy wanted to swap, definitely lucked out.

After I got done pissing and shooked my dick, I went to the sink to drink some water straight from the facet, after I got done drinking I stood up water dripping down my face onto my chest and onto my thin 6pack… if you could even call these abs, I’m not sure, maybe inbetween toned and abs status. Finally taking the chance to look in the mirror, I believe I lucked out, this guy seems to be one of the finer looking ones

While admiring my new self in the mirror I started to get hard and decided to check out the goods, pulling my underwear down my initial assessment seemed to be right, definitely bigger than my original body, so definitely atleast 7 inches. I decided to save playing with myself for later, hate to be a cliche and immediately go to touching myself after a swap, I’ll save it for later when I decide to act like a true marine and go get day drunk!

I tried finding some clean clothes but everything that wasn’t a uniform item was kinda just thrown onto the floor so I don’t know which piles are clean and which are not… I decided to take from the pile that smelled the lest like B.O. and get dressed

Once dressed I grabbed a backpack I saw laying around and left the onbase housing and found a store that happened to sell some IPA’s in there. I got a 6 pack and headed back to my room. on the way to the store and on the way back I was getting looks from everyone like I’m doing something I shouldn’t be, can’t be the alcohol can it? I mean no way, I tucked it into my bag. I mean, ya bro didn’t check the back of my CAT card to see my date of birth, so it’s technically underage drinking, but no one knows I have beer in my backpack nor does that explain the looks I was getting on the way to the store in the first place

I shrugged it off and just went back inside to my room. Once in I started drinking right away after I found some good shows to watch on this guys phone, I don’t know his password but the finger ID works, I’ll have to message him and ask him for the code later

It was taking me longer than usual to finish these due to not liking the taste anymore, and they were fucking me up more than usual making me a bit nauseous, I guess it makes since, this Matt guy has only been in for a week, probably didn’t have a taste for alcohol yet, not to mention different tastebuds in general, dam that sucks, this was one of my favorite brands too!

It took me almost 3 hours but I was finally on the last one, on a scale of like 1-10 I was probably a 6 on the drunk scale, trying not to throw up, which is ironic sense I use to black out and wake up never throwing up once throughout the night

When I get drunk I like to start cleaning or working out drunk, makes everything a bit more fun, I decided to do laundry, sense I can’t tell what’s clean and what’s not, I decided to just wash everything on the floor

Once I put everything in the washer I had a thought, technically I don’t know if the clothes I put on today were clean or not, and after spending some time in them today, technically they are dirty “fuck it” I said outloud and stripped completely naked tossing my clothes into the washer too before starting it

I went back and sat on the couch buck ass naked, it always felt weird walking around naked, so the fact that I’m doing it now in a slimmer body, balls swinging? Was kinda erotic, I started to get hard but the hornyness turned into fear when I herd a knock at the door

I remained still hoping they’d just go away, but then herd the sliding of the lock and the door open

“Aye Private FuckFace, I gotta talk to you. A sergeant and 2 corporals came in with him and closed the door behind them. For some reason I forgot that I was totally nude and thought it’d be a good idea to just start playin a movie again and pretend like I didn’t hear them

They walked around the corner into the living room to see me naked on the couch making them freeze and recalculate for a few seconds

I tried to not look up at them and continue watching my phone

“Well what do we have here” the sergeant said walking up to me

“Uh, uh, nothing much sergeant, just watchin a movie, you?”

“Me? What do I have? Let’s see, I’m given the task of coming to scald you for going out in public today and not shaving, what is this? Like my 3rd time telling you in the last week since you’ve been here that you have to shave EVERY DAY. And now I have YOU sitting on the couch, buck ass naked with beer cans on the table” he yelled knocking my partially full can over

“So that’s what we’re doing now? Underage drinking in base housing, not shaving. Sitting in the couch naked, legs open, not even trying to cover yourself, you know I told you if you kept fucking up I was gonna cum on your fucking face Private Cummings, I wasnt joking” he said unbuckling his belt

It didn’t register with me the first time, but it did the second, I’m so fucked up right now that I totally forgot that I was nude, fuck. Wait did he just say he was gonna fuck my face!?

I went to get up off the couch but he pushed me hard when I got half way up, sending me back on the couch.

“Now you know the rules to this, you can try to get out of this but I doubt you’ll be able too” he said nodding to the two corporals as he pulled his 5 inch hard dick out

I went to get up a second time but the corporals went behind the couch, each grabbing an arm and holding it back so I can’t go anywhere

“Suck” he said dick inches away from my mouth

“Fuck that” I screamed trying to spit on his dick as a sign of disrespect

Due to my slow reaction time the moment I tried to build up saliva and spit out on his dick, he just Jammed it in my mouth the second I opened it

I didn’t dare move, I’m not gonna fuck him up by hitting his dick but I’m not sucking it ether

I quit trying to fight to get up and just fell back into the couch more trying to get the dick to come back out my mouth

“Private FuckFace you are to suck my dick until I cum in your mouth, do you understand? That’s an order soldier” the sergeant said yelling at me

The moment he said “that’s an order” it’s like the combination of my boot camp instincts and this Cummings guy’s kicked in and I just quit resisting giving in and sucking his dick

Like a good soldier does, I gave it my all trying to do a good job and I suppose I did cause he yelled “I’m about to cum” I sped up a bit just so I can be done with this gay shit, the moment he started to blow his load in my mouth I quit sucking, but he wouldn’t pull out

I looked up to see my sergeant looking down on me, saying “you know the rules, now swallow, Private”

The moment I swallowed my sergeant nodded again and the corporals finally let go, they came back around the couch laughing

“Oh my god sergeant did he actually do it? Haha” one of them said laughing

“Yep, he swallowed it, which by Marine Social Code, means you, private fuck face, are officially my bitch now and have to do whatever I say whenever I say it” the sergeant said with a smile

“Bro what the fuck is wrong with y’all, fuck that I’m not nobodies bitch, you just mad a private has a bigger dick then you dude” I said standing up

“Private I told you, you know the rules, if anyone is able to take you by force and make you swallow their cum, your their bitch now, you could have gotten out of the hold we had you in, you just decided to say fuck your training, I feel like becoming a bitch all of a sudden right? Just accept it for what it is and do what I say like a good little bitch”

One of the corporals decided to tap the sergeant and ask him a question

“So uh, sense he’s your bitch now, do we get any sort of compensation for helping you? I mean he did put up a fight in the beginning and make us put some effort into holding him down, for someone that decided to become a bitch, he should have known he shouldn’t fight with his superiors” one of them said

The sergeant smiled and said “perhaps… Private go ahead and suck these two’s dicks aswell, take as much time as you’d like”

“No dude what the fuck is your problem I’m not doing that gay shit I’m a marine” I said angrily

“Private, you will suck these two men’s dick, that’s an order” the sergeant said

Once again it was like something in me was triggered and I proceeded to get down on my knees to make it easier for them to stick it in.

“ and you might be a marine but your a fresh marine, ment to be made into whatever the fuck we want you to be, if we want you to be the bottom bitch of the whole platoon, guess what your doing? Suckin dick just like we want you too” the sergeant said as I was giving one of the corporal the works

Both the corporals were bigger than the sergeant, so my only assuming is that the sergeant likes to get drunk with his power and assert it whenever he can, like now

After I got done blowing the first corporal, just like the sergeant did… he ordered me to swallow after cumming in my mouth. laughing, he pulled out and let the 2nd corporal take his turn

This time I didn’t need any instructions and just knew to swallow that way his dick come out my mouth faster, I hated every second of this, I thought the marine corps was the straight bad ass branch but I guess their even worse than the navy somehow

As I swallowed the 2nd corporal’s load I moved my eyes and glanced over at sergeant to see a pissed off expression

“What sergeant, I’m just doing what you told me to do” I said feeling the urge to please my superior officers

“I told you to suck their dicks, I didn’t necessarily say to let them cum in your mouth and swallow it, did i” he said rubbing his hands against the sides of the his temple

“Your point” i asked

“My point is now that you swallowed their cum, your all of our’s bitch now…. man you must really love this don’t you? It’s ok private, I knew from the beginning you must be a little gay from our first encounter, with that being said, we’ll round up the rest of the platoon and make sure you have plenty of cum to swallow and dicks to suck by the end of the week, I’m sure the rest of the guys will be ecstatic to find out they can get free blowjobs whenever they want and not have to go out into town to get it. Good work private” he said now smirking a little bit

“Ok I’ll leave the rest to you two” sergeant said and then walked out

Once the sergeant walked out the corporals both started dying laughing

“Hold up just stay right there private, ima make a call to the E-4 Mafia and get you some more dicks to suck tonight” one of them said pulling out their phone and started reading aloud the text he was sending to a group chat

“E-4 mafia, new platoon bitch is with me right now, drunk as fuck, giving out free blowjobs and swallowing, hit me up if you’d like to get in on this day one, goal is to get him to swallow every guy in the platoon by the end of the week” and send he said

Guys, come on now, this isn’t cool, y’all are gonna make me get a STD or something, you really want that? I said panicking

“Really only a problem for the ones after/if you get one private, but I think most would say it’d be a fair trade off in the hopes of having a platoon wide bitch, it’s gonna be a long 4 years for you dude haha” he said sitting down on the couch keeping an eye on me to make sure I don’t escape before his buddies show up

For some reason thinking about what just happened has me getting hard, the sergeant can go kill himself for all I care, but just like my new marine body, these corporals are starting to look kinda hot

The one that send out the group chat noticed I got hard and addressed me

“You find this hot Cummings” he said with a sly smile on his face

“I got something for you private, just go ahead and close your eyes and start stroking your dick dude, slowly”

I do so, and next thing I know I hear the corporal searching his bag behind me untill he found something, I herd a bag open and he asked me

“ do you like poppers private”

“I love them! What type of popper tho? Like jalapeño poppers?” I said starting to sound excited from the sound of food, drinking on a empty stomach wasn’t my brightest idea

As I’m still stroking my uncut cock I feel the corporal grab the back of my head and go

“ no these ones” he said as he forced my face into the bag inhaling chemicals

It suddenly felt like my dick was about to explode and so I let go immediately but it was too late

My dick started to twitch for a few seconds before I shot my load all over myself

“Noo!! What the fuck was that I yelled”

What I thought you said you liked poppers? I just figured I’d help you get off since you’ll be helping a lot of guys tonight he said with that same sly smile

My whole life has been turned upside down, I was hoping if I could make it pass the next few days the B.E.P. Would swap us back knowing I never cummed, not wanting the swap to be locked in

But now I’m stuck as this private Cummings guy for sure, since the corporal wanted to mess with me and make me cum myself, locking me in this body for years to come

#edit, I’ll try to make a patreon next week where y’all can see the pictures I really want to use for these stories 😏

#body swap #bodyswap #jock #male body swap #Military #Marine Corps Gay #permanent #temporary2​permanent

[whencartoonsruletheworld]

im sorry shadow's backstory is What

oh i LOVE explaining this to people so let me clarify: everything i am about to tell you is one hundred percent canon. everything. you can look it up on the wiki or playthroughs of sonic adventure 2 and shadow the hedgehog if you dont believe me.

so

shadow the hedgehog was created in a test tube in space we'll start there

he was created on a space colony by eggman's grandfather, dr gerald robotnik.

gerald was working with the government to make an "ultimate lifeform" in order to achieve immortality. his main motivation is to find a cure for his granddaughter maria, who has a rare chronic illness called "NIDS" which is. AIDS. it's just AIDS. anyway she doesn't have long to live unless he can figure out this ultimate lifeform thing

gerald tries to make this thing but it just makes a really big lizard that wants to kill things so he stashes it in the space-basement and hopes that won't cause problems later

in order to actually make the ultimate life form this time he makes a deal with.... a fucking demon alien hivemind leader from a creepy comet that circles the planet

if you have seen the shadow snapcube fandub, this is the devil from the bible. canon name is black doom

so gerald takes some of black doom's dna and uses it to make shadow the ultimate lifeform

yes this means shadow has two dads

gerald does figure out the demon alien is probably gonna betray him tho so he builds a giant fuck-off canon on the space colony in case they need to kill him

shadow is raised on the ark alongside maria as his sister-figure if not like literal sister. the two of them have never been off the space station and dream about seeing earth

unfortunately the military finds out that there's like suuuper deadly weapons on this ship and they're like "wtf we're the us military nobody can make deadly weapons but us" so they do what any sane person would do

they go on the space colony and massacre everyone

seriously. some people managed to escape through escape pods but like they just kill everyone. one survivor in shth clarifies that his entire family died that day

the military also shoots and kills maria in front of shadow. while she doesn't have a canon age in the games, the anime lists her as twelve

maria manages to send shadow off in an escape pod before dying and asks him to take care of the earth for her and give the people on there a chance to be happy because she's a fucking angel

the military finds shadow's escape pod tho oops

anyway gerald was taken into police custody and when he finds out maria is dead he literally SNAPS and decides that blowing up the planet sounds like a good idea

he figures he wont be able to do anything in his prison so he finds shadow and MANIPULATES HIS MEMORIES to make him think maria made him promise revenge, then tells him to use the cannon he built for the demons and use it to blow up the whole planet

the military then puts shadow in cryo and EXECUTES GERALD BY FIRING SQUAD ONSCREEN

shadow is then woken up by eggman after a 50 year timeskip

schenanigans happen and he ends up deciding not to take revenge and then he dies. but wait he didn't die he just fell to earth and lost all his memories so the demon alien dad manipulates him into revenge again. then shadow gets his memories back and kicks his dad's ass

and now he's just kinda hanging out

and we are going to see ALL OF THIS in a CHILDREN'S MOVIE december 20 2024

#mine #shadow the hedgehog

[russosafehaven]

Maroon

A/N: No new chapter of Widows and Men yet, so I’m continuing with the Midnights collection of one shots :)

Title: Maroon

Song - Maroon - Taylor Swift

Pairings: Hades!Billy Russo x Persephone!Reader

Content: GN!Reader, No use of Y/N, Pre-Rawlins!Billy and Frank, In fact it’s just a different universe where Billy doesn’t work for Rawlins, Billy’s abuse, Modern Greek God AU, Ares!Frank, Aphrodite!Maria, Harmonia!Lisa, Deimos!Junior, Asclepius!Curtis, Karen is reader’s roommate, Mortal!Karen, Themis!Matt, Nemesis!Foggy, Dionysus!Jessica, Calliope!Trish, Mentions of pregnancy, An emetophobia warning, Reader can get pregnant but again they’re basically gods so genitalia isn’t really relative at all to that

This is obnoxiously long compared to my other writings, at least in my opinion :)

~

When the morning came we were cleaning incense off your vinyl shelf

‘Cause we lost track of time again

Laughing with my feet in your lap

Like you were my closest friend

How’d we end up on the floor anyway? You say

“Your roommate’s cheap-ass screw-top rosé, that’s how”

I see you every day now

The gods lived forever, that’s what mortals believed. To an extent they were correct. The divinity of the gods lived on in different forms and names, life after life. Yet they were never quite the same as before. You’d often find yourself wondering what it would be like to be worshipped at a temple again. For people to pray to you as they once did all those millennia ago. A part of you wanted to know how you ended up here, laying on the floor next to your captor and lover. Despite the reincarnations you all had similar stories, you suspected the Persephone’s before you felt the same. Your eyes trailed over the figure next to you. His perfect, chiseled jaw and dark eyes that felt as if they bore eyes into you.

Mortals had many variations of the stories between Persephone and Hades. You had read many of them during your lives and found yourself teasing Hades often. Calling him your captor and then your lover, sending his head for a spin. The two of you loved the other deeply, desperate to do anything for one another. The night you first met was one of your favourite memories.

You were out with your roommate, Karen, at a local bar. She was a mortal unlike her friends and work associated, Matthew and Foggy. Matthew was Themis, ruling over justice who was blind just as each reincarnation was. How perfect that Matthews best friend would be the incarnation of Nemesis who ruled over balance and divine judgment. The two ran a small law firm, Karen was their first client and now worked with them.

“Okay okay, I see where you’re coming from Persephone, but you don’t understand what it’s like to work with Themis!”

You let out a small laugh, the truth was in all your lives you never really spoke to Themis or Nemesis. As the deity of spring and rebirth it was never really needed. Yet now the three of you bonded over your reincarnations, telling tales of the lives you’ve all lived. Entertaining your mortal friend with loud storytelling. The moments you lived in like this felt like living in your divinity again. Since the cycle of reincarnation started, you had lived many lives. Nothing felt more special than your first thought, the beauty in seeing the seasons change. Your mother, Demeter destroying lands for you. It was special and having friends who could relate to the deity ship was nice.

“Yes but that is only this life isn’t it? I’m sure he can’t have been that bad in previous lives”

Matt shook his head, the red lenses of his glasses catching the poor lighting of Josie’s. It was simple, a mortal meeting place yet the energy felt static. Like Dionysus himself had blessed the place. You wouldn’t be surprised if he had.

“Hey Seph? There’s someone watching you, over by the bar”

Matt’s voice was quiet, almost as if he was nervous. You could tell he was sending a deity. Like yourself and Foggy, you could all sense other godly beings. Making it easier to find those who were close to you. Your eyes trailed over, landing on a dark haired man. Slicked back hair and nice dark eyes, next to him sat a man and a woman. Both had dark hair, the man’s hair was cropped tightly while the woman had hers in soft waves.

“Hades…”

You murmured softly. Karen’s eyes widened, as did Foggy’s. Many of your young adult years were spent searching for Hades. Your destined other half, as the Fates would dictate. Scanning the man’s details you couldn’t help but noticing he was doing the same. A glass of what looked like whiskey was resting in his hand, being nursed gently. If you looked close enough you could make out semblance of scars. Soon enough a dark skinned man walked over, clapping Hades on the back before taking a seat next to him. You wondered how the group knew each other. Was it pure chance like you and your friends or were they all close in previous lives?

And I chose you

The one I was dancin’ with

In New York, no shoes

Look up at the sky and it was

A waiter came over, placing down a maroon liquid in front of you. A small tray of pomegranate seeds on the side, six to be exact.

“Curtesy of the gentleman at the bar”

The waiter walked off and you looked up at the man. He was staring at you, a small smile gracing his lips. You picked one of the seeds up, placing it to your lips and eating it. A smirked crossed your face, mirroring his and you sent him a wink before returning your attention to your group.

“Was that some sort of deity foreplay?”

Karen’s question was from a nice place but you couldn’t help but snicker at the way she said it. Before you got a chance to respond, a familiar brunette figure slid their way next to Foggy and Matt.

“Yes, it absolutely was”

It was none other than Jessica Jones otherwise known as Dionysus. She was pretty much always chronically drunk and very blunt. Lightly you shook your head, amused by her antics.

“It barely was Jess”

She snorted lightly. The two of you had been close in a few lives and you were glide to find one another again in this one.

“The most important story mortals tell about you is the whole you eating six or eight seeds for Hades? That’s definitely foreplay and I hope you get some tonight cause I have money on it with Calliope”

You took the rest of the seeds, eating them while sipping the wine you had been sent. All while being watched intently from the bar. The rest of your friends went off into their own chatter as you eyed Hades. Looking over to Karen, you sent her a look. Asking for confirmation, she nodded and you walked over. Taking slow steps towards the bar. As you reached him you placed your hands on the back of his chair, placing your lips to his ears and whispering to him.

“Thank you for the drink Hades”

Before you had the chance to walk off, her turned around. Grabbing your wrists gently. His eyes looked ink black up close, like small pieces of obsidian. Fitting him perfectly.

“How about you come with me Persephone? You were my flower after all, besides, I need to clean up my mess”

The burgundy on my t-shirt when you splashed your wine into me

And how the blood rushed into my cheeks, so scarlet it was

The mark you saw on my collarbone, the rust that grew between telephones

The lips I used to call home, so scarlet, it was maroon

You sent him a questioning look before he picked up a glass of red wine, purposefully spilling it on your top. Your face warmed rapidly at the gesture. Not to mention his voice, smooth as honey on your ears. Shyly you nodded towards him. He turned around to pay which gave you enough time to send a thumbs up towards your group. Jessica had moved next to Karen, allowing Foggy and Matt to be less squished. They all returned the gesture, Matt a few moments later as Foggy took the time to explain.

“I’m heading out, don’t have to much fun without me. Look out for Asclepius you two. No more fighting either Ares and thank you for your company as always Aphrodite”

Hades turned around, placing an arm around your waist gingerly. As he led you out the bar you could feel your heart getting faster. The rhythm in your chest remaining slightly unsettling with each step you took with the man. The two of you reached a classic white Rolls Royce Wraith, dripping with luxury. ‘Fitting for a king’ you thought. Hades opened the passenger side door, allowing you to climb in before he buckled the seat belt for you. You watched with patience as he got into the drivers side, turning the car on and pulling out from the parking spot.

“So, Persephone-“

You cut him off, giving him your mortal name instead. Not many called you Persephone, since most of your friends were mortals. There were a few deities, but not many.

“What?”

Hades was confused, you could tell. Chuckling quietly, you tried to compose yourself. Allowing your voice to explain why you had interrupted the man who was driving you to his place.

“It’s my mortal name, most call me it seeing as most of my friends are mortals. I’ve only got… what five friends that are deities? I’m much more in touch with the mortals than some others are”

He nodded, eyes focused on the road yet his hearing focused on you. His hand closest to you reached out and you guided it down to your thigh, giving him your consent. His thumb strokes your legs through the fabric of your pants.

“Well as I was going to say. I thought we could go back to mine. It’s still pretty early, we could watch something?”

You blinked in surprise. In all your lives no Hades had ever been so chivalrous surrounding your relationship. Despite all the stories mortals told, most incarnations of Hades were still violent and cruel. Ruling over the Underworld was no easy task and it came out in a hurtful way towards you.

“You… you don’t want anything from me?”

His eyes flicked over to you for a brief second. Cracking a grin before answering you.

“Flower I want nothing from you but some answers to questions I have. I know my past incarnations weren’t the… nicest people. Truth is I’ve been hurt myself pretty badly. My mum, my mortal mother in this life. She abandoned me. Fucked me up pretty bad. I was what 11 when I learnt I was Hades. This guy he told me I was pretty, tried to feel me up. I ended up almost killing him with my powers. Anger, fear, all that it’s a pretty big trigger for me to get out of hand. Guess it’s why I became a marine, because if I’m scared there I can deceive myself into thinking I’m just fighting for this country. Marines was where I met Ares and Asclepius, their mortal names are Frank and Curtis. That was them back their, Frank’s already found his Aphrodite. Names Maria, they got two wonderful kids too. Lisa who’s Harmonia reincarnated and then Frank Junior, Deimos. They’re my family, even if that wasn’t what the fates planned for us in past lives. It’s nice”

He ended his story as he pulled up to an apartment building. You smiled to yourself at the thought of the King of the Underworld being around two young kids. It made you wonder if the two of you would have any. If you’d have your Melinöe and Zagreus.

When the silence came, we were shaking blind and hazy

How the hell did we lose sight of us again?

Sobbin’ with your head in your hands

Ain’t that the way shit always ends?

You were standing hollow-eyed in the hallway

Carnations you thought were roses, that’s us

I feel you no matter what

The rubies that I gave up

That happened nearly three years ago. Hades or Billy as he told you to call him had asked you out 13 months after knowing you. Wanting to take it slow due to your histories. Now here you were laying on Karen’s floor, making dumb jokes about the underworld. Karen was out on a date with a Homeland Agent named Dinah, another mortal you were close with having interviewed her for the Bulletin before. Frank and Aphrodite had told you they’d be visiting the apartment some time today with the kids, seeing as Hades was now confident in your relationship.

A wave of nausea hit you, as it had been the past few weeks. Bolting to the bathroom, your held your head over the toilet. Vomiting uncontrollably. Billy had followed you quickly, wanting to stay on your tail. As he heard the violent retching he burst in. You clutched at your stomach tightly.

“Do you want kids Hades?”

You asked him, voice hoarse from the retching. Turning your head around weakly, tears welled in your eyes. His eyes widened at your question. Realisation dawned on him, despite being celestial beings you still experienced things such as pregnancy in a mortal way. Which you despised. Weeks ago you had taken some pregnancy tests as your period had been late. You and Billy had always been careful, never wanting to conceive accidentally until you were both sure.

“Flower… you’re pregnant aren’t you? How long have you known?”

The questions overwhelmed you, but you didn’t want to show that. He noticed your state and knelt down, placing a hand to your face. Wiping the tears gently away.

“Few weeks, I’m not far along. I was just so scared you’d hate me”

And I lost you

The one I was dancin’ with

In New York, no shoes

Looked up at the sky and it was maroon

Billy pulled you into his chest, rubbing your back softly. As he pulled away you felt his face move down, tracing soft kisses down until he reached your stomach. He kept smothering you and neither of you had the chance to recollect yourselves when you heard the jingling of keys in the door.

“Hades, Persephone where are you two?”

Franks voice called out, you heard the footsteps before you saw anyone. It was Frank and Maria, looking down at the sight of you two. From behind them you could see two small kids, Lisa and Junior.

“What’s happening here?”

You looked at Billy and he looked at you. Nodding gently he begun to speak.

“We- I just found out I’m gonna be a dad. Seph is pregnant”

Maria brought a hand to her mouth and Frank let a smile cross his face. Looking different to his usual scowl. Lisa popped out from behind Maria, running over to Billy. Who she called her Uncle to give him a tight hug, Junior joined shortly after. You stood up to clean your mouth out. The six of you exited the bathroom, taking up residence on the couch as Maria made you all hot drinks.

“So we’re gonna have cousins?”

The young girl lived up to her previous incarnations. Bringing nothing but absolute harmony wherever she went. Lisa smiled brightly at her Uncle Billy.

“And what about Persephone, are they our auncle too Uncle Billy?”

Junior sat close to his dad, understandably so. Being the young god of fear must not be easy. Billy looked over at you silently asking you if you wanted to be family to them.

“If you want me to be, I don’t have to be family until you trust me little one”

You tried your best to remain gentle towards the young boy. As Maria rejoined you all, placing down a variety of hot drinks. Hot chocolate for you and the kids, coffee for Frank and tea for Billy and herself.

“This is your first time meeting Persephone, you don’t have to trust them right away Deimos and nor do you Harmonia. As long as you respect them and don’t speak poorly”

The burgundy on my T-shirt when you splashed your wine into me

And how the blood rushed into my cheeks, so scarlet, it was (maroon)

The mark you saw on my collarbone, the rust that grew between telephones

The lips I used to call home, so scarlet, it was (maroon)

Nine months later you were laying in hospital. Covered in sweat, a gentle hand rubbing your arm in an attempt to soothe you.

“Persephone, you just gave birth to a healthy girl and boy. Seems like you and Hades now have your Zagreus and Melinöe”

Curtis’ voice cut through the post birth giving haze. You were still tired and in pain. Dopily you gave Asclepius a smile. Seeing as he was close to Billy, he had helped you both through the pregnancy. Being god of healing he was qualified for it luckily enough. The two of you had become close friends over the nine months, taking Billy away from you when you were just too overwhelmed to put up with the clingy god of the underworld.

Two nurses came in a few short moments later, carrying the twins. One was passed off to Billy and the other to you. Looking down at the baby girl you were filled with energy. Relishing in the peaceful bliss of having your own son and daughter.

“Renata Maia Russo and Cade Achlys Russo. How does that sound love? Our Zagreus and Melinöe”

Billy looked over at you, smiling. The sun was setting behind you. The sky a lovely maroon colour. Life felt peaceful and the red sky flowed against Hades skin. That day three years ago you ate your seeds, you allowed yourself to fall for Hades. Your other half, your king of the underworld. Now here you were, as scarlet skies bled onto the once baby blue background, you felt at home again.

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[obscureother]

🌑 ˚x'˙ intro. . ??

Hello. . !! im new to tumblr, so sorry if wonky things happen while im setting this up. im still trying to figure things out guys-

i lurk on other accounts for general content but im closeted n shy so i made this one to yell about things instead so i don’t expose myself to people i know lolol

if you know or find other profiles i own, i request you not expose it for those reasons before im comfortable to.

so this is just an f/o blog/journaling. . thing. I'm not entirely sure what content will be here, but it will be centered around f/os, self-shipping, and its just to give me a place to yell about the people that live in my/your brain rent-free and know they don’t exist but we pretend they do anyway for comfort reasons and serotonin, dopamine, uhh what other things feel good and ok??

some of it will be for you if I happen to think of something, other times it is for me to explode over my fixation f/os!!

youre also welcome to come yell about your f/os if you just need someone to talk to them about!! dont think i know em?? COME OVER and INTRODUCE THEM. you can come in DMs, asks, or however you want to!! id be happy to know your f/o or listen to you talk about them if no one else will :00

This is a comfort blog to me, so there wont be any room for meanness or intended offenses here. Dont come to me with troublesome things or somehow twist/morph my content into something its not, we're just here to have a cool time with our fictional people, bro. . :((

ok who r you tho:

To be honest, I don’t have a name or something to go by as of posting this, I might get one later or just make a new comment all fancy for the pin. . For now you can just call me whatever you deem good or just go off my blog/username!! Don’t be mean tho. i may take one you guys think of or figure it out on my own.

they/them

im 21 yo. (if youre a minor, i dont mind you coming to say hello, but do look below the other stuff content for what you need to look out for. you should also know some of you goofy kiddos have energies i dont know how to respond to sometimes, so dont worry if i get awkward or something, its not your fault lolol.)

im in college, so forgive me if im slow, im also just not on tumblr very often :v i dont ghost people on purpose i swEaR-

i might post my f/os on a whole list, idk yet, but theyll prolly be mentioned sometimes to the very least. you can def ask of them tho!! (edited: i made an f/o list if you want to see them.)

i dont know if ill post content of my own f/os or me/my sona for them, but it could be there.

i dont mind sharing f/os!! id love to yell about them together. if you dont like that, then its ok!! i either wont talk about them with you so you can be their person when we talk of them, or you can just block/not interact. ill be sad i dont get to meet you, but its ok.

other stuff:

Nothing explicit/detailed will normally be posted. but: The worst there will be is just being hormonally silly from kind of "rrr ovaries go brr, chew on theM-" energy of my f/os. i will try to create a tag to mark it with so you can exclude honky content if you want or need to later, tho. from what i know, you can "block" tags. . so i think that will work if you like the other goofy stuff on the blog??

(edited: I DID IT, I DID THEM, LOOK: 🌑obscure tags list for the obscure blog )

NSFW talk can be in DMs, tho.

DO NOT come to me with those concepts if youre a minor tho, oh dear GOD. honky grown-up talk is not for you goofy child-folk.

LGBTQ+ friendly!! im nonbinary and love everybody. youre ok too. 💙

i do roleplay sometimes, but only in dms n please dont go exposing our roleplays to others. . i would be very not comfy :"0

if you want to roleplay, you can dm me to ask but i dont have to say yes or i might not be able to. im slow too dfsdf=

i may or may not make a side blog once i figure out how to do stuff, but know that until then, im going to just post whatever on this one til i know how to do things on tumblr lolol.

forgive me if some of my content gets deleted, edited, whatever as we go. like i said, this whole thing is very new to me and its not very organized for now. its just there. its gonna get wonky over here on my side for a bit.

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#f/o community #introduction #f/o blog #blog intro

[kohakhearts]

7 for palletshipping tho?-

7: we always used to have sleepovers as children, why would it be weird now? wc: 1 731 read on ao3 here

Ash is at his wit’s end.

It has been a long, long time since he’s been truly and properly alone. Even then, he knows so many people in so many corners of the world, it is hardly a surprise when he bumps into a familiar and friendly face on his journeys. They will typically spend a few days to weeks together, and then, eventually—as they always do—part ways again with a spirited promise to meet again soon.

This is how it always is. Ash wouldn’t have it any other way.

Except for one Gary Oak, that is.

Oh, Ash sees him everywhere. They run into each other, quite literally, in Castelia City trying to find a place in line for a Casteliacone. They cross paths a dozen times or more at the docks in Vermilion City, boarding separate ships to faraway regions. They even find themselves two seats apart on an airplane bound from Kalos to Kanto.

But after a few hours of conversation, Gary always steps back again. Says, somehow bracingly, “It was good to see ya, Ash,” “I’ll see ya around,” “Catch ya later”—each new iteration means the same thing: I’m not sticking around this time, either.

Since they were kids on the road for the first time, this is how it has been. One degree of separation, and then a dozen more with each one of Gary’s receding footsteps. Ash cannot trace or follow them, has never known how to catch up to someone whose movements always face away from him. He spent so long trying, he became someone whose footsteps others believe can be followed, too. Sometimes, he even needs to remind himself that the view from up ahead cannot be the reason he refuses to turn around when a friend calls out his name.

It is almost ironic, then, that this should be their position now: caught out in the lush green of northern Hoenn, Ash calling out to the shadowed figure ahead of him, “Gary! Hey, wait up!”

Gary pauses, though he does not so much as turn his head until Ash has jogged up beside him. He offers Gary his best winning smile and says, “Wasn’t expecting to find you out here! What’re you up to?”

“Looking for a Pokémon.” Gary’s eyes turn away from him again, sweeping over the sunlight-dappled shrubbery. “Actually, maybe you could help me out.”

“Sure! What are we looking for?”

“Kecleon.”

Ash blinks. “Did you wanna catch one?”

He shakes his head. “It’s injured. I saw it earlier, but it disappeared before I could get close enough to check it. I doubt it’s gone far. It didn’t look like it was in very good shape.”

Ash’s decision was already made when he saw Gary standing out here alone in the first place, but that is enough to solidify his convictions. With a sharp nod, he says, “I’ll check this way, then. We can meet back here.”

Gary’s gaze still doesn’t reach his, even as he nods his agreement. Ash doesn’t waste any time to do more than notice it; they will return to each other, without a doubt. They always do, at least long enough so that Gary can say good-bye.

The search, however, is long and fruitless. The leaves shudder with the late summer breeze, calling his and Pikachu’s attention, but never once do they encounter anything larger than a skittish Oddish or wide-eyed Zigzagoon peering out from behind tree trunks and bushes. As green begins to glow orange with the final strokes of daytime, Ash trudges back to the place he met up with Gary to wait for Staraptor to report back to him with its findings.

It arrives only a few minutes later, head bowed as it delivers to him one disappointed squawk: nothing.

Ash smiles at his Pokémon and pulls out its ball to recall it. “It’s okay. You did your best. Thanks for the help.”

By now, the last coals of evening are beginning to cool into dark splotches all around him. The wind whispers through the trees; he wraps his arms around his torso, momentarily frozen by the lonely quality of its passage.

But then there is a rustling to his right. His head snaps around just as Gary appears from the late-day shadows. He’s carrying a bundle in his arms, brow pinched. Without even looking up from it, he steps past Ash to get to the clearing behind them and says, “Help me start a fire, would ya?”

Ash doesn’t need to be told twice when there is an injured Pokémon in their midst. He pulls out two Poké Balls and directs Sceptile and Pignite to begin gathering kindling for them. Pikachu hops off his shoulder and scurries away to help them.

In no time at all, the fire is blazing and a small pile of juicy oran and sitrus berries have been gathered nearby it. Ash watches from one side of their makeshift fire pit as Gary mutters reassurances to the tired, feverish Kecleon, then puts his back to the scene and begins pitching his tent. It is twenty parts habit and eighty parts hope that has him throwing out the extra sleeping bag he’s taken to carrying since he realized how often he is pulling his friends away from their day-to-day lives for adventures without them having any time to prepare for the fact.

It is only when he crosses to the other side of their site that he sees Gary is watching him. It is not merely the nighttime shadows that contribute to the darkness of his expression.

“I should take Kecleon to the Pokémon Centre,” he says.

Ash peers down at the now-sleeping Pokémon with a frown. “Is it really that sick? It’s gonna take at least an hour to get there, and that’s if we don’t get lost or sidetracked on the way. ‘Sides, the Pokémon Centre’s gonna be closed soon. We shouldn’t wake Nurse Joy if it’s not an emergency.”

The wind slices between them, much cooler now that the sun has gone away.

And then Gary says, voice tight, “Who said anything about ‘we’?”

“Don’t be stupid,” Ash mutters. “‘Course I’d come with ya.”

A sigh. He watches as some of the tension drifts out from Gary’s body.

“Stay here,” Ash tells him. “I set up the tent for us both. You need to get some sleep too, y’know. You were searching for it all day!”

But just when he thinks Gary is going to acquiesce, he turns around and grabs his bag from the ground. Still not looking at Ash, he says, “I don’t think that’s a good idea.”

The night seems, all at once to still. Ash stands there for a long moment, heart beating loud and fast, just waiting for Gary to quantify that statement. To give him some kind of reason for his departure, if there ever even was one, but—

He doesn’t.

And finally, the desperate irritation beneath his breast rises and swells. He takes a step forward, demanding, “Why not? You’re always doing this! Can’t you just trust me on this?”

He sees when the tension returns. A familiar weight on Gary’s shoulders.

“It’s not about trust. This is just how it is.”

Gary takes a step away from him.

“But why’s it gotta be how it is? C’mon, Gary, we used to have sleepovers all the time as kids! What’s so different about it now?”

His heart leaps up into his throat when Gary whirls around. The shadows are cast away by the light from the fire, revealing wide, astounded—angry?—eyes.

“What part of this is anything like that?”

Ash swallows. “Well, uh—how is it anything not like that? We share the tent and if you’re really too worried about Kecleon to sleep, then I’ll be here to keep you company. Or, if not, then we can watch each other’s backs if anything happens. Isn’t that a good thing?”

Gary opens his mouth, then closes it again. He blinks once, hard, then laughs. It is not a joyous sound in the slightest; Ash is reminded of sneering taunts, a rivalry he never knew how to play out.

He says, feeling very small, “I just wish you’d stop walking away.”

A beat passes. Gary lifts one hand up to his nose, sighing deeply. When he drops again, the heat in his gaze has simmered down into something less familiar, almost sad.

“It’s different, Ash. We…we’re different. It’s been a long time. Let it go, all right?”

“No. Why should I? You aren’t giving me a reason to!”

Behind him, the fire spits and crackles. Pikachu pads around it in order to sit down by his feet, looking up at Gary quizzically.

“The reason is we aren’t kids anymore.” Gary hoists his bag up higher on his shoulder, determinedly not looking at either of them. “You’re never gonna get it, so why bother wasting time explaining? It was good to see ya, Ash, but—”

Before he can finish the thought, Ash surges forward and grabs hold of his wrist. When Gary’s wide eyes fall down to meet his glare, all he can think to say is, “Stop leaving me behind, you jerk!”

He feels Gary’s hand twitch, but he dares not release his hold now. Gary doesn’t force him to, either.

He just asks, “Is that what you think I’ve been doing?”

And all at once, the anger floods out of him. His grip relaxes, just slightly. He lowers his gaze, and he nods.

The wind picks up again, but Ash doesn’t feel its bite as Gary steps in closer to him again. Gary’s fingers brush against his wrist, then force their way up to his hand, effectively loosening Ash’s hold on him. But just when Ash expects the warmth to disappear, those fingers wrap between his, holding tight.

“Okay,” Gary says, very quietly. He shrugs his shoulder, so that his bag falls down his free arm and back to the ground. His hand squeezes Ash’s. “I’ll stay.”

Ash breathes out, deflating against him. His head falls to rest against Gary’s shoulder. Everything else seems in an instant to disappear.

“I missed you,” he admits at last.

Gary stills. But he does not pull away. And finally, finally, he lifts his free hand up to Ash’s cheek. It is warm, and familiar.

He says, “I missed you too, Ashy.”

bed-sharing prompts!

#palletshipping #shigesato #pokemon #anipoke #mine #*fic #*reqs #no beds were shared but you know what. thats just how it be with these two sdhfhdjks #when you sent this i definitely had something fluffier in mind but then i was gripped by the sad piano music i put on in the background #THANKS AM ILYSM <3<3 #answered #r0wlets

[mintyquack]

An alternate outfit for Lance that I made! I used Lance's actual proportions as a guide/base. I made the shoulders in the back view look a little weird on accident though 🥲

I imagine some of his family members made him the bracelet and strung the beads on his shoelaces (cuz they're cool), and he just kept them since then. (They ran out of blue so they also used a red bead on one of his his shoes)

I also decided to give him the fingerless gloves imagining Hunk got him some so they and Keith could match. I didn't want to over-accesorize him, or else I would've given him some earbuds or headphones made by pidge or something.

In the AU I made this for (I also have made up the AU but haven't finished it past vaguely meeting Allura and Coran), The trio (also befriending Keith who doesn't drop out) graduate from Garrison training before ever finding the blue lion. Hunk never goes to space and Pidge sneaks aboard the ship attempting the Second Kerberos Mission (because Shiro didn't make it back to earth, no one knows if the people on the original mission are alive, they're still alive tho). As the best pilot from the Garrison, Keith goes on the secondary Kerberos mission along with Matt, who due to an injury avoided the first mission and didn't subsequently go missing. Both want to investigate what happened to the first mission and where Shiro, Sam (Pidge and Matt's dad), and a currently unnamed (because I didn't decide a name yet) scientist went. Lance finds himself anxious weeks after the second Kerberos team leave for space, so he drives himself out in the desert like he and Keith had before, getting time to himself. He wanders farther than he meant to and comes across the blue lion. Lance gets in the blue lion alone. He's launched off into space and finds himself at Kerberos, watching as the lion picks Keith, Matt, and Pidge right off that moon. The group then find themselves very quickly passing galaxy after galaxy, ending up in the castle of the lions. They meet Allura and Coran, who identify them as the paladins of Voltron. Kieth as the red paladin, Matt as the green paladin, Pidge as yellow, Allura herself as blue, and Lance as black.

Reasons for who pilots who:

- Since they get out into space a lot later, I figure Lance has matured a lot and is a good candidate as the pilot to the black lion. He has good tactics, and is thoughtful of the entire team, so he's a strong leader. (He also doesn't mess around as often.)

- Pidge, while oftentimes a menace, can be kindhearted and tries to come up with solutions to people's problems (more often than not with technology, but what do you expect). I imagine she tries to solve as many problems as possible, often skipping rest or care until her assistance is not needed (and sometimes past the point of being needed, since she's stubborn).

- Matt likes to challenge issues with reason, intelligence, and a strong-will, willing to sacrifice a lot for an important cause. Plus, similar to Pidge in canon, I think he would be well-attuned to the code-like nature of life that melds well with the green lion.

- We already know Keith acts on instincts and is a good fit for the red lion.

- Allura is also a good fit for the blue lion, since it accepts her later in the canon series and generally Blue is the most lenient on who pilots. (Plus I think the lion understands there isn't really anyone else at the moment to pilot her.)

That's about as far as I got. I want to eventually make a fic, but I encourage anyone who wants to use the idea for one to use it! (Some credit would be cool if you do though!) If you have any ideas on how to improve what I have or how to continue, feel free to share it!

The legs and feet of the paladin armor are hard to draw 😭 Also I didn't use a color dropper, so the colors in the drawings are eyeballed to be as close as possible.

#vld lance #vld au #different outfits

[whatisthismandoinghere]

@rose-of-pollux mentioned that if I had a rant about Walter Hobson I should post it and since I just watched “No Names Please” here it is, enjoy ��

Side note: obviously this isn’t something that would’ve ever actually happened, the U.S. was real careful about stuff like this (this episode irks my dad so much for said reasons 😂) however I will admit it’s a fun plot to play with, no matter how unrealistic

First off this man is so bloody dramatic about his ankle. “I tHiNk It’S bRoKeN iN aBoUt ThReE pLaCeS” no it’s not, you’re fine. Unfortunately I think you’ll live. Rub some dirt on it and walk it off.

The way he’s so snarky and the tone he has when he says “there’s a war going on you know.” Like really?? I loved how Hogan and Newkirk responded though 😂 but honestly have you not figured out at this point that these people are trying to help you? And that’s how you decide to speak to them?? He treats them like they’re stupid and acts like such a blowhard who knows everything about everything and it only gets worse from here.

The way he acts so shocked that there’s “a limey and a yankee?” Like yes I realize you’re in the middle of Germany but as you so kindly mentioned before there is a war going on and England and America happen to be allies if you haven’t noticed O Mr. Wise One.

When he starts running his mouth about flying and how if they had stayed in formation this never would’ve happened UGH HE DOESN’T EVEN HAVE THE DECENCY TO SAY ANYTHING ABOUT THE MEN THAT JUST DIED. These brave young souls that were serving their country and all he’s worried about is himself and about how he thinks they should’ve done things differently (cuz his is the only opinion that really matters). Step aside everyone, the expert is here and is so gracious as to tell us how these boys should fly a plane. The satisfaction I felt when Kinch was just like “who’s the expert” and “he sure got smart awful fast” man was so unimpressed and rightfully so.

In the tunnels you can obviously see there’s a lot going on. These guys run a pretty tight ship and they got things to do but you got Hobson out here constantly trying to talk to Hogan when he’s clearly in the middle of something. Absolutely love how Hogan just flat out ignored him until he was done 😂 Hobson is just completely oblivious tho and is totally unaware that the world does not revolve around him

The fact that Hobson even had the audacity to mention writing an article on their whole operation in the first place. THERE IS A WAR GOING ON, HAVE YOU EVER HEARD THE PHRASE LOOSE LIPS SINK SHIPS how stupid is this man?? And when Hogan very plainly explains to him “hey you absolutely cannot do that” he starts to argue with him! He just has no understanding of the consequences of putting this out in the public. These guys have a very good chance of ending up dead if Hobson pulls this stunt and it just blows my mind that he can’t grasp this. How do you think war works pally?? BUT THEN HE GOES AND DOES IT ANYWAY right cuz leaving out the names will make it okay. This man’s complete disregard for anyone but himself is truly amazing. Selfish, arrogant, ignorant, and being a know-it-all is not a good combination of traits to have

And then we just never hear about him for the rest of the episode?? Which is a pretty good chunk?? There had to be consequences for this man, I really wish they would’ve at least brought it up at the end, I need to know if Hobson got what he deserved! I mean surely he did but still the people want answers and vengeance

#hogan's heroes #my ramblings

[sorehsu]

GET TO KNOW THE MUN. | respond to the prompts out of character!

what made you pick up the current muse(s) you have?

i don't really remember because it's been four years and i have the memory of a goldfish. probably just because he's my type. i do have a type that i gravitate towards writing.

is there anything you don’t like to write?

hurt no comfort. i don't read it on ao3 either. i'm also rly picky about smut and who i write it with. i only like writing it with friends / longterm rp partners.

is there anything you really enjoy writing?

hurt/comfort is my favorite. Obi-Wan Gets a Hug. also soft stuff, sleepy stuff. and bc love mentioned this when she tagged me, i really like having like a plotted universe w/ someone. i had a friend i had an EXTENSIVE modern au with and we were both writing all kinds of characters and it was the best time ever. they're not on tumblr anymore </3 but i love that stuff

how do you come up with headcanons?

they literally just come to me out of nowhere most of the time

do you write in silence or do you play music?

either or but i usually have a tv show playing in the background if not music

do you plan your replies or wing them?

i mostly wing them. sometimes when someone replies i immediately know which way it's gonna go, or sometimes i need to think on it for a couple days to figure out how i wanna phrase things, but mostly i open it and write it on the spot lol

do you enjoy shipping? 

yes! for obi-wan specifically i also yearn for an unrequited love plot ie your muse in love with him

what’s your alias/name?

cassidy

age?

26

birthday?

december 30!

favorite color?

pastel pink and blue. i like allll pastels tho.

favorite song?

it changes but it's almost always a taylor song. ummm right now probabbbbly "you are in love" or "death by a thousand cuts"

last movie you watched?

if we mean rewatched, it was rots. watched for the first time... ummmm does a documentary on the slenderman murders count

last show you watched?

currently rewatching tcw

last song you listened to?

lavender haze according to spotify

favorite food?

right this second my favorite food is literally pizza lunchables but usually it's probably spaghetti

favorite season?

i like both late spring and early fall for the temperatures but spring is probably my favorite for the vibes

do you have a tumblr best friend?

@wihlted @kenoebi and there are other people i love v much but i'm scared to tag anyone else in case they're like ew we aren't that close LMAO

tagged by @wihlted @valorums and i think someone else tagged me but its not showing up now??

TAGGING @maegicks @kenoebi @alootus @sgterso

#v. i had the time of my life fighting dragons with you ‚ out.

[weird-dere-fics]

Pls ur family is so cute ❤❤❤❤

And well mine it aint a self ship but more a self insert 👉👈

An isekai to be precise (baby Ane)

CW: vague murder implication, baby mention, isekai trope, found family trope

Basically Ane gets re born in the marvel universe and she doesnt get her memories back until her 5th birthday after finding a "blank" comic book that only she can read

And she starts getting into a lots of shi after she gives a lio hand to sone of the heroes. Even though she has the mindset of an adult but she's still technically a kid, making do and say things a typical kid does (a child instint) and everytime she pushes those needs to be her adult self she becomes frustated and causing a lot of crumbled up feelings (almost as if her child self was fighting her afult self)

She becomes closest to people who can litteraly kill a whole army (in other words she has many adoptive parents and sibilings cuz why not 🤷‍♀️)

So everytime a villian kidnaps or hurts her its gonna be the last time they ever see the sun (most of them are 6 feet down)

She also gets a lil magic puppy whose name's buddy, he's a rottweiler but he kinda becomes more mythical as he grows (when ane reaches the age of 10 lil bud litteraly almost twice her size 💀)

The story even though is sweet it has its dark moments (dont worry nothing happens to our mc here) but she gets through it cuz family UwU

Yeah pretty much it still figuring stuff up

(Sorry for any grammar mistakes)

Thank u so much baby :3 💖💖💖💖.

Also CRYING SOBBING BABY ANE MUST BE PROTECTED AT ALL COSTS!!

I will isekai my way into your isekai AU and destroy whoever dares try to hurt u >:((((.

Also the concept with the blank comic book only you can read 👀👀👀👀. That is super interesting to me! Does she see scenes from her life before being isekai’d in it? Do her past memories or what they mean scare her?

Also kinda funny cus instead of adult with inner child it’s child with inner adult lmao. Big sad the conflict tho 😔. She deserves so many hugs.

We love found family here I’m so happy she found people that make her feel safe uwu. It’s what she deserves úwù.

ALSO MAGIC PUPPER???!! I BET HE’S DA GOODEST BOI <3.

All of this sounds great so far bby! :D I wish u the best of luck with figuring things out :3.

(Ur good baby I smooch u 😘💋💋💋)

#BABY ANE BETTER GET THE BEST CAKES FOR ALL HER BIRTHDAYS IN THIS AU OR ILL RIOT #miracle cherry 🌸🍒 #self insert #dere fics convo

[wikiangela-fanfics]

Fictober22 - 10. It's my name on the line.

Fandom: marvel

Ship: Bucky x Sam

Summary: Sam and Bucky want to come out with their relationship to the public, but Bucky's worried about Sam's image.

Words: 713

Ao3

Note: Idk, this one is really not my fave, this prompt fought me a bit lol but here it is, tho I don't think I articulated everything the way I wanted to haha

***

“You’re sure about it?” Bucky asks once again, and Sam rolls his eyes. They’ve been having this conversation for days, ever since Sam mentioned that he was ready for them to be out to the public as a couple. Of course that doesn’t mean he absolutely needs them to be out right away, he just said that he’s ready, but doesn’t want to pressure Bucky into anything. Bucky was initially on board, though, beaming as soon as he heard Sam say it. Then, the doubts and worries began.

“I am. But like I said, if you’re not ready, that’s fine, we can wait, we can even never say anything.” Sam shrugs, sitting down on the couch, as Bucky follows him from the kitchen and takes a seat next to him. Sam would like to share how happy and in love he is, but he’d be perfectly happy just being with Bucky in secret, if that’s what it takes. As long as they’re together.

“It’s not that, you know I’d love to- I dunno, hold your hand in public.” Bucky says, as it still blows his mind that it’s allowed and mostly accepted now – that it’s not criminalized, like it was when he was growing up. That people in same-sex relationships don’t generally have to sneak around and hide and keep it a secret at all cost. Bucky’s not big on PDA, but even just such a seemingly small thing as being able to hold hands as they’re walking down the street is huge and important. “I’m just worried about you.”

“Bucky.” Sam sighs, taking his hand and intertwining their fingers. “There’s nothing to worry about.”

“I just don’t want to hurt you or your reputation. I know it’s accepted now and all, but people still can be hateful. You know that better than anyone, you haven’t been Cap for long and there’s so many people saying-” he pauses and takes a calming breath. He always gets worked up about anything that might hurt Sam, be it physically or emotionally. The reception of Sam as Cap has been widely warm and welcoming, but unfortunately there are still people who really don’t like it. But he’s a public figure now, whether he likes it or not, and he willingly signed up for it. Yeah, it sucks sometimes, but he’s focused on doing good and helping people. And he knows all the risks of coming out on top of all that, and he’s willing to take it anyway.

“I know what I’m getting into, baby.” he says softly.

“But it’s not only that.” Bucky shakes his head. “I’m- I was the Winter Soldier. You know what people think of me. They already aren’t happy that I work with you. And Captain America dating me? You’ll get double the hate.” he sounds guilty, and Sam hates that. 

“Listen to me.” Sam squeezes his hand and waits until Bucky looks him in the eyes before continuing. “It’s my name on the line. So, I’m the one deciding what’s best for me, okay? They can say whatever they want, but I don’t care and I don’t wanna care what a bunch of bigots might think of me. We know the truth. You’re not the Winter Soldier anymore, and it’s about time people stopped looking at you like that. Even if it hurts my image, it can help yours- and I know you don’t care, and I’m not saying that’s the reason to do it. But I don’t care about mine, either. I love you and I want to tell the whole world how happy you make me.” he smiles, which Bucky returns. “But again, we can take our time, it’s all up to you.”

“If you’re one thousand percent sure, then- then I guess I’m in.” his smile widens. “I love you, too, and I-” he blushes. “It’s gonna sound stupid but I really want to be able to just hold your hand in public.”

“It’s not stupid at all.” Sam leans in and leaves a short kiss on Bucky’s lips. “So, we’re doing this?”

“Yeah.” Bucky nods. “Yeah, let’s do it.” he grins, which makes Sam’s heart skip a beat. He loves Bucky so much, and he can’t wait to be able to publicly call him his man. 

#fictober 2022 #fictober22 #sambucky fic #sambucky #sam and bucky #fictober #fanfic #my writing #wikiangela writes #sambucky fanfic #idk what this is #I'm not sure about this one idk

[trippymockingquake]

I’m an older HSMTMTS viewer (out of college) and I ship Rina actually for the opposite reasons of why you think “mature” people would ship PW.

I’m not coming in to be argumentative, just giving a different opinion. As someone who has been in relationships and seen drama play out, I’ve seen what happens to relationships where one person is not over their ex (or in this case Gina not being over Ricky). They’re not exes, but there are unresolved feelings there and that can always be a relationship killer. Not necessarily anyones fault, but I’ve always kinda seen Gina as viewing EJ as someone who was in the right place at the right time who wasn’t afraid to like her explicitly and she thought that was enough but I cant get over the feeling that Gina just wanted a boyfriend and she didn’t really care who it was as long as he checked a certain amount of her boxes.

PW is a house built on shaky foundation to me, still think they’re sweet tho!

See I used to be a rina shipper but than Ricky just got on my nerves. Really it’s cause Ricky is so similar to me like I will silently pine over people until like the time is right but its extremely frustrating. I am also the type where i guess from other peoples perspective I’m flirting with someone when really I’m just being nice. Ricky is slowly starting to grow on me again but I’m also just not loving how he doesn’t talk more about his feelings and just sort them out so that when he does get with Gina he’s actually there and better at expressing himself.

To be honest I sort of figured they would eventually get together but it would be better if Gina and EJ broke up on good mutual terms versus the “you lied to me” type thing. I also agree EJ just checked boxes but I think they both needed each other to find themselves and figure out how to just be better versions of themselves.

I also appreciate that we could talk like this with out the name calling and hostility that some rina shippers tend to have. It’s nice because I can see both ships and I do like both ships but I don’t think I can sit through another breakup and than bam lets but these two in a relationship.

P.S. I’m always open to conversation I won’t bite your head off for having a different pov or ship unless one character is inherently gay and we’re suddenly shipping them with someone who is of the opposite gender. I would also like to apologize if this is all over the place I have ADHD so my brain is in several places at once.

P.P.S. What Are your thoughts on some of the new characters?

#hsmtmts #ej caswell #gina porter #ricky bowen #this was oddly soothing and all over the place

[asoulofatlantis]

Oh great... its in German right now. I need to see if I can do something about it. (BTW... this is a "What happened so far..." that you can watch.

This story is told by Red. But... he only joined Clouds team after they got to save Aerith in Shinra - he said so himself - so how did he even know about the stupid flower story that they absolutly needed to mention? I mean, even if they told Red everything that happened so far, I can not see anyone, not even Aerith beeing like: "Oh and I gave Cloud a Flower that symbolized a reunion and then he gave it to Tife.", when making a summary of what they have been through so far.

Anyway... they just NEEDED that Shipping-Hint-Confusion appearantly.

Well... whatever. I try to figure out if I can change the language of that game.

That should do it.

By the way... it should come to no surprise to anyone but were playing this on EASY.

They call it "Journey into the unknown" but... knowing what I know I'd like to say: "MY ASS!" But, we will see.

You know the drill, this is the only way to get screenshots from this game. Yes I know, you can barely read the text, but there is no other way in this game.

A... uh... Tornado? What Tornado? Oh... because of the Wispers maybe?

Okay Guys, we passed by a picture of that Dog that Shinra uses for commercials or bags of chips or whatever and it is actually the dog from Zacks... uh... timeline(?).

Oh look! Its "I am alive because Fanservice sells and people think I am cool and sexy!" - Uh I I mean, its Zack. Yes, that is what I wanted to say. (I do hardly know the guy, so at the moment, I have nothing against him. I only have something against the fact that SE only bring him back because it is as good as a selling point for most players as Sephirot getting more screentime and lots of BL-Moments with Cloud XD

So... they better make this part of the story VERY good and VERY believable.

They thought this is the best moment to place that logo? In that alternative reality with a barly concius Cloud, a beaten up Zack dragging him along and all that destroyed part of Midgar in the background? WHY?

I would say, for SEs purposes it is highly convinient that all but Cloud, Zack and Aerith are dead in this timeline. BUT Cloud beeing alive doesn't really fit this mess. I mean... I guess they could use him to help the other Cloud with his... uh... memorie issues... but then we still have two Clouds. So... one must die eventually? Why I say that even tho this is a different timeline? You'll get that eventually.

There is something off about that. Why was Aerith with Avalanche to beginn with? And why now? Zacks death caused Cloud to be... who is is now in our timeline and this causes his work with Avalanche and this lead to him meeting Aerith and her kind of joining the team to beginn with. And even if she managed to join them without Cloud, what is with the reactor Bombings? I mean, how long did it take Zack to get to Midgar? This is... I don't get that.

Oh... they weren't dead yet. It showed us Red actually attacking the driver of the helicopter. But that thing crashed now so... who knows ^^'

ANYWAY it seems it Zack-Time.

I don't want to be this kind of person but... this guy just barely survived and attack that had killed him in another timeline, he dragged Cloud all the way to Midgar. He is all beating up and yet he is already fighting Shinra-Troops again? I get that he is an elite soldier and all but... shouldn't even he be exausthed at this point? Then again, adrenaline does work magic sometimes and he just saw his hurt girlfriend falling down with a helicopter so... that... situation gets a pass, I guess.

I am pretty sure that Photo-Mood is a DREAM for the Fangirls screaming his name XD

HOLY SHIT! This guy is strong. Wow.

OBVIOUSLY XD

The materia fell out of Aeriths hair... that... can not be a good sign, can it?

Poor Zack. He survived this timeline just tun run straight into the next freaking mess. (BTW... how does this even fit into the scene with the church from Intermission? O.o)

Wait! Wait! Wait! Wait! Wait! We skipp from Zack directly into the freaking Flashback? No walking anywere beforehand?

I could be wrong (and obviously, in the original game we didn't have a Zack-Timeline either) but I think in the original we first had to walk into a city or something and we got the Flashback after staying in a hotel or so.

(That aside... that is also not the same car from intermission - just let me take over game sins already XD)

In the original I found most of the overly long flashback immensly boring, but I assume they made it more interesting in this game.

#FF7R Mona Version

[qsupremacy]

Behold, my Star Trek ocs at this moment:

Wardog—

human, arguably a mutant or human subspecies. Female. A criminal later turned warlord/crime lord from what is basically Mad Max But A Whole Planet. Basically one of the original colony ships got thrown via Sudden Wormhole to somewhere nearer to the rough neutral zone area and also back in time. By the time we meet their descendants they’ve basically gone full on lord of the flies and done a human history (but worse) speedrun. So they’re all irradiated and fucked up on so many levels. It’s literally just mad max fury road out here. Wardog was the daughter of one of the bigger warlords but daughters suck so he sold her as a child to a interstellar crime lord for some tech/materials they didn’t have. This is the start of her anti-villain arc where she learns how to dominate evil using evil’s own tactics. Meets and befriends Kovar when they’re around 12. She named herself Wardog btw. It’s bc she bites people and loves to be aggro. (humans have some of the most toxic bites on earth and this remains true in space and she 1000% is coldly calculating working with that fact) Ends up with a prosthetic arm and legs. Loves explosives (yes these two things are related). Has gold plated fangs and shit because she's an evil person who bites people and loves ~Drama~. Eventually deposes her father and becomes the dominate political power on mad max planet. Over the years becomes a major political and criminal figure in the out the badlands where things aren't super solidified between any of the various powers. She's Junkrat from Overwatch. She's a small, dog themed, Warlord Mad Max Junkrat in space. Who's one of the biggest political forces in the the interstellar badlands.

Kovar—

“that’s not a very fem vulcan name” — she’s the Vulcan equivalent of a girl named Dylan (the name itself is still subject to change atm but the vibes are not). She was traveling with her parents at 6 when there was a Tragic Accident and the ship crashed. She was one of the few survivors and was picked up by scavengers who basically traded her around bc a traumatized vulcan child sounds great until you have to actually wrangle them and their x2.5 physical strength and now they don’t seem as profitable. Ended up in a poor city on the edge of Federation space homeless and running wild with other kids at about 8. Accidentally kills another child in a petty kid's argument which horrifies her and she starts to try and basically reinvent Surak’s bullshit for herself. Gets taken in by a cybernetics guy who takes care of her and educates her. Meets Wardog after this point and they get on like a house on fire. Crushes Wardog's arm when they're 12 bc the town they're living in is made of scrap metal and gum and one day the building they're in explodes a lil and sends Kovar into a PTSD episode. Wardog offers Kovar her arm and she grinds that fucker into a pulp as Wardog guides her out of the wreckage. It's like, their Big Friendship Moment lol. And yes. She did do so much damage to Wardog's left arm that the cybernetics guy has to amputate it and give her a robot arm. Is very Not Vulcan. Has met vulcans since she was stranded and talked to them and read some surak in her quest to get her shit under control but isn't really sold on it. Eats meat, engages in hyperviolence but also reads a lot and engages in all kinds of emotional control and psych shit to regulate herself. Is very insecure and struggling still with the grief of losing her parents and the life she used to have. Tends to be on the quiet end, very observational, really just in a constant state of Actively Reigning It In which can come off as stoicism but no…. it's white knuckled vibelessness. desperately needs a therapist and to reconsider who she's imprinted like, her entire identity on. Basically, functions as Wardogs second and her straight man tho she also kind of a comedy legend tbh. Has Snowball/Crystal vibes from the hunt.

The Wardog and Kovar two man shit show are TOS era characters. They meet the crew after Kirk and Spock (minimum idk how much is too much for the context rn) are abducted on a mission and dumped into a reserve for a hunt of the deadliest game — civilization-making apex predator species. Wardog and Kovar are also "prey" but they signed up bc of some convoluted thing were they're more points and win money if they kill the hunters. When they realize there's feds in the game they're like "oh fuck" bc that's just ASKING for the cops to come and ruin their wild west bullshit. They basically just do their original plan while protecting the Enterprise folks. It's a very unpleasant and wild ass nature hike.

Somehow it devolves into Wardog and Kovar moving on to the second part of their bullshit plan where they basically do the whole plot of mad max fury road complete with fucking car based chase scenes because fuck it it's star trek we can do that. The Enterprise crew keep getting stuck talking about like, morals and the prime directive and shit about it all — also it's just a BONKERS time for them bc they just found out mankind has irradiated dystopian space australian cousins in the space boonies. This is when Wardog becomes roadhog president. Kovar and Spock remain in communication after because you know he's like "i gotta talk some sense into this person seek help get a new career c'mon dude".

Officially putting the rest under the cut bc we're already getting Stupid Long lol

Ri.n.a Sa.wa.ya.ma IN SPACE (she's new i don't have a name for her yet okay) —

A singer who's a contemporary of Amanda and Sarek and actually becomes quite friendly with them via Work Stuff. Her family is actually descended from an augment (I'm considering Khan but also that feels too "related to all the main characters" yk?) and they've kept that under wraps for ages. Meets some vulcan musicians bc of her semi-friendship with Amanda and Sarek which comes up later. Is in an abusive marriage with a guy she also as a son with. One of the vulcan musician guys figure it out and beats the ever loving shit out of this dude and Sarek has to keep this shit out of the papers and from imploding diplomatic relations. WAS gonna hurl this dude into the fucking sun for being so undisciplined and illogical but when the dude's like "that fucko was BeAtInG hEr YoU gOoN" Sarek's like "yeah okay okay I see your point now fair enough." Part of solving the fall out of the whole thing is that she and her son move to Vulcan and live with her musician buddies and vibe and do music. Eventually gets into the kind of unhinged hypersexual and absorbing relationship only performers can get into with the vulcan dude who ALSO has a failed marriage and a son and beat her ex-husband. They have to be separated eventually bc even for human standards they're just Way Too Fucking Much. It's so fucking messy dude it's so unhinged AND THEY BOTH HAVE KIDS WHO HAVE TO LIVE WITH THIS. She's one of the few human artists who have made a foothold on vulcan — likely because she's just very experimental and technically proficient (also she has a song that's just human behavior by bjork). But eventually she decides to stop preforming for vulcan crowds all together and moves to a federation colony planet. Basically the ratios of "people who're here to enjoy music/art" and "people who want to engage in some kind of perverse voyeurism/superiority thing regarding her expression of emotion" had flipped over the years and finally reached the point where she couldn't take it anymore. There's a lot of exploring the realms of like "sharing vs exploitation", artist rights, the artist-audience dynamic etc with her. Somewhere in all this she had a kid with the vulcan musician guy which makes her moving much more complicated lol rip still does it anyway. She and her first son are kidnapped by people wanting to examine and test the dna of augment descendants and see what they can do with it which does in fact make them augments bc ofc… ofc… Amanda is worried bc she hasn't heard from her in an unusual amount of time so Sarek quietly asks for people to investigate blah blah she's found and she and her son only get to go home to their normal lives bc someone has pity for them and flat out fucking lies that the experiments had been unsuccessful. Years later a vulcan journalist who grew up listening to her during her heyday on Vulcan does an interview with her where she admits to all the issues and why she stopped preforming for majority vulcan audiences and left the planet which sparks a lot of very interesting conversations in the Federation and on Vulcan about relations and cultural stuff etc etc. does a lil acoustic performance for the journalist bc they're so nice. Eventually does go back to Vulcan and do a show there which is a nice lil bow on the whole thing.

Okay here we start with the TNG era ocs and I'll preface by saying that I basically built a whole new fucking civilization/faction/thing for first Rally and then The Rest which I'm still building out. They basically deserve their own post or more. But basically it's in the Delta Quadrant, and the borgs might be an offshoot. Basically it's the Imperium of Man from Warhammer 40k mixed with Battle Angel Alita (movieverse) lore and vibes. This massive honkin' empire that basically built it's army in a lab (which is where the borg potentially come in as like, cyborg testing Gone Wrong and then breaching containment) and it only got worse when it started to tear itself apart.

The whole Imperium eventually split down the middle in a Greed War Thing since it was a capitalist hellhole to begin with which is when the cyborg clone army shit goes hyperdrive. Rally Point and her siblings (read: what's now 60% of the ex-imperium's population) are clones which are converted into cyborgs of various makes and models for Enhanced War Abilities. Eventually all of the "Creator Class" (the people who originally made all the clones and such) were killed off and the "Progenitor Class" (Rally and her siblings, aka the oldest functional units) took over as the driving political and military leadership forces. All the protectorate (name of the cyborg clone race specifically tho also just kinda what they call the military even tho it also has orgs (organics) in it) are linked via a hivemind not too unlike the Borg but it's less all consuming as each one still has their own personality. It's almost like a shared subconscious or how people think twins are and is more similar to how the Geth are portrayed in Mass Effect than the Borg. It's like the internet but in your brain and only for you and your billions of siblings to meme and coordinate airstrikes.

By the time we meet them in TNG, Rally alone is like 400 years old and they're mopping up the final floating city of the enemy faction and officially ending the war and turning their attention back out into the galaxy after like a 5 century or more long civil war and trying to decide what their next step is and how do they rebuild their civilization when literally the ONLY thing ANY of them know is war and the majority of the org pop are living in century ships and half the planets they control are unlivable from the war.

None of the Protectorate have real names, they all have serial numbers and self/community given nicknames. They can all automatically tell each other apart bc of the hivemind/neural net so they're not disadvantaged by how ever model line has the exact same face and build.

Rally Point —

Visually think Alita. Small, agile with little useful tricky things built right into her. the only "skin" on her is from about the clavicle up and it's synth skin. literally the only wetworks (organic matter) in her is her brain and even that's full or wires and nano tech and Science Shit. She's like 95% metal. She and all the clones who make up the same model line as her have the same face and body specs. She's basically a light infantry model who was picked out in the lab training and testing phase for potential leadership capacity as a child and was trained for that along with everything else. Eventually did rise thru the ranks and is now revered, almost worshiped as a mystical figure in the Ex-Imperium with her siblings due to her age and position as one of the oldest units alive. Along with being an infantry leader she's also the Face of the Progenitor Class as she's the Least Weird Looking and has the most charisma and is generally a curious and empathetic person.

Makes a deal with Q when he's starting his campaign of "put the Enterprise in a bottle and shake it for sport". Her people needed guidance and direction on where to go next. Q offered to help her find that so long as he got to slingshot her around the galaxy for his amusement and she promised to make chaotic as shit when she got there so he could having something to watch. She agreed bc hey free ride and the whole nature of this shit would automatically make chaos once people realized where she was from and all that. So he fucking YEETED her right into the path of the Enterprise. She was picked up and the story was that she was some poor person who was used as a lab rat in some unethical cybernetics experiments on a colony that was under attack but she made a point to never actually let anyone see the extent or hyper advanced quality of her cybernetics.

Eventually comes to bond with Data and then Geordi the most of everyone but is overall a very pleasant person and tries to be helpful when she can without blowing her cover. For a while there she just wants to watch and observe and get a feel for human and the Federation and what they're all about before she exposes her own people to any potential risks. Eventually can't hold up the lie anymore and admits to essentially being a secret official of an unknown government acting as the shittiest and most secretive diplomat ever. (Also she downloaded like, the whole Enterprise database into her brain and relayed it over to the Protectorate, hilariously less for the war shit and more for the library level shit)

Stays on the Enterprise bc that's less boring than sitting in rooms all day talking about stuff and an important part of this whole trip was to SEE STUFF and LEARN THINGS because the tech and culture of Rally's people is so uneven. Like they can rip holes in reality to Go Faster and make nano tech self repairing cyberbodies but they don't really know anything about terraforming outside of the theoreticals. Some shit still uses combustion engines. But also their flagship is so big the Enterprise could fit comfortably in a hanger. it's a fucking MESS. So an important part of all this for her is to SEE other civilizations in action and learn how they do it.

Her name is because that's what she is, she's the Rallying Point for the whole Ex-Imperium as the face and the heart of the Progenitor Class who instigated the coup that killed off the last of the Creator Class and took the arc ship they were building for the top 5% of Imperium society to survive on and made them the century ships that saved the 95% of the remaining population of orgs. She's both very old, experienced and Tired™ but also totally inexperienced and unequipped for so much of life. Just seeing like, a healthy forest in the holodeck had her walking out and into the nearest utility closet for a full on meltdown. Genuinely loves and cares for Data and sees him as part of her people and offers him citizenship with them when his civil rights are threatened. Only one she tells about her specs or lets repair her when she needs the help bc of Synth Solidarity.

Everyone pretty much likes her and thinks she's Pleasant But A Lil Quirky until like, the Borg and Dominion wars happen then they realize she's UNHINGED and from a race of WARBOTS who PLAY PRAYER MUSIC WHILE THEY BOMB PEOPLE.

God this is a horrific amount of writing thankfully THE REST OF THE PROGENITOR CLASS IS STILL WILDLY UNDERDEVELOPED.

Steady —

He's 12ft tall and looks like your average huge guy robot space marine. like he's a fucking transformer with a human head okay? He's in charge of the heavy infantry and the other more human resources focused guy along with RP. where she tends to get VERY emotional he's a lot better keeping a cool head.

Doc —

Your standard medical geared mechanical guy vibe with like, an eye with comical amounts of magnifier options next ot it and arms that can produce needles and scalpels or transform into medical tools n shit. The one in charge of all the cloning and genetic engineering and keep people all the orgs alive and doing the math and shit.

RND —

Name is a shortening of Research And Development. Basically Doc but for the metal bits and all the other tech in the ex-Imperium and has a similar look but for a mechanic. Spearheads the advancement of the tech for the protectorates body upgrades and puts out surveys and shit to find out what features and tweaks people want etc.

Admiral —

He's in charge of the ships. I got Nothing atm.

Admin—

In charge of recordkeeping, maintaince, all the like beaucractics of keeping this shit show together. Is a fucking sadomasochistic horny MURDER CLOWN LIBRARIAN who WILL KILL YOU if you get too close to the stacks. EASILY the most evil of the whole Progenitor Class but he's also the only one who wants to fuck around with organizing the paperwork so he's too powerful to get rid of. Based on Harlequins from Warhammer 40k.

I have literally one more more general oc atm but I'm not gonna talk about them rn this is already TOO FUCKING LONG and i'm TIRED OF FIGHTING W/ TUMBLR TO POST THIS SHIT.

#ocs #star trek #star trek ocs #no one asked for this or wanted it but YOU'RE WELCOME #we're not gonna talk about how buggy trying to get this posted was

[eldritchmochi]

Letter ask: the word PHANTOM

jesus christ mina youre going to kill me lmao

P - Invent a random AU for any fandom (we always need more ideas).

HMMM i have a couple weird ones, because im me, but i think the weirdest would be the one where i just slap ashton into the whole situation i have going on with my job where they get hired to be reception (somehow??? he's baffled too honestly) and then ends up taking over bookkeeping because he has some level of prior experience due to all the temping hes done while trying to get out of manual labor work to save their increasingly fucked up body at least a little, and then revolves around him navigating getting his health under control and the fact that hes like... financially stable and almost well off???? for the first time in their entire life, with added bonus of the IT guy they deal with most for getting all the stuff set up to do bookkeeping is fucking cute as hell and they keep running into each other at the gym and then maybe something about taking care of both fcg and milo (even tho milo hates it) because finally ashton has money to meaningfully contribute to the well being of his friends. i will eventually write it because i think it'd be fun to put ashton into Situations in an entirely benign office setting when he's defintely not the sort youd think to be there, especially not in some sort of management situation, i just haven't figured out the rest of the cast lmao

H - What is your favorite source text for fandom stuff (e.g., TV shows, movies, books, anime, Western animation, etc.)?

broadly, it really depends. i am all over the map with where inspo comes from and just because i find inspo in one particular piece of media does not mean i'll latch onto something in the same vein even if you'd expect me to. even beyond format or indie vs mainstream, i'm wildly unpredictable when it comes to things like how fleshed out the characters i claim as mine are in source material and like even the kind of characters i find inspo in a lot of the time. like, ive written (but not finished) fic for crime procedurals so like...... my mileage certainly varies lmao

probably the trends are like: indie media or cult classics, things with found family, and things with characters who either have a solid base of unique traits to extrapoliate into a good personality or characters that are very well fleshed out and very unique

A N T answered here!!

O answered here!! but i'll answer it again because its fun lmao

O - Choose a song at random. Which ship or character does it remind you of?

this one is very much on repeat when i work on the 30k+ ashrym character exploration pwp i have been writing off and on for like 10 months lmao

M - Name a character that you’d like to have for a friend.

okay so like, cherry was absolutely BAFFLED by my fmk answer for cr between my Big Three blorbos here because its absolutely fuck caleb, marry ashton, kill essek

BUT HEAR ME OUT so like ashton right?? we're both abrasive assholes who have a lot of things in common (brawling, punk diy, not touching people) so you'd think we'd butt heads a lot but i can absolutely see them being the sort to plainly state if i'm being annoying and how, and i also see him being the sort to respond well to the same. i think we'd vibe well because we just kinda get a lot of the bullshit we each go through and also have a similar enough way of communicating frustrations that there wouldn't really be hard feelings from frustrations. 10/10 good buddy, roommate, or husband material in my books

essek is the exact opposite. i would punch that wizard in the face like IMMEDIATELY lmao

caleb physically is aggressively my type (which is why i write so much porn from essek's pov lmao) but he would frustrate the hell out of me irl with the way he manages his trauma so id divorce him in like a year BUT the dick would be bomb so fwb but more benefits and less friends because i do not want to be someone's therapist i have been there

anyway.

there are several other letters in this ask game u can ask me bles it is very fun

#mochi rambles #mochi asks #haveievermentioned #mochi music

[castle-dominion]

4x2 heroes & villains (https://scriptline.livejournal.com/40160.html)

I like how the transcript calls him "creepy guy" even tho we get his name Watched this ep with my older bro. He has a lot to say about jewish comic artists & police interference.

*Deep male voice* wouldn't the creep be weirded out seeing someone dressed like that? *casually cuts the guy's hand off* *somehow able to cut him in half even tho that's not exactly possible* (actually I just wasted time researching & watching videos, idk if it is possible to cut someone in half if they are standing up, but u can cut em crosswise for sure.)

Why that knife rick? RC: I seem to remember asking you to make me an E.T. Halloween costume and you told me you didn't know how to sew. MR: Details. Besides, you were 32 at the time. The point is, proper wardrobe helps an actor connect to the words. (won't clip)

Poor rick, he just wants his daughter Lol I skipped my grad, ran & hid by climbing up a giant storage crate. So valid bestie (password sharing) MR: Lady Beckett, my lord. Richard, are you crying? RC: No, it's the onions. RC, next scene: Okay, I'll admit, it wasn't just the onions, not completely. I mean, she's gonna be gone in a few months. My little girl. (could clip but I'm low on time)

[They approach the body halves, covered in yellow plastic on either side of a pool of blood, feet sticking out.] Lanie <3

Ok so what kind of steel is it? A lot of japanese steel will actually break or chip if it hits bones, so it might not be best for chopping someone in half but it definitely broke off

Swords are so good so cool. JE: Tyler Ferris. He just got out of Sing Sing a year ago for sexual assault. KB: Okay, we got any witnesses? JE: Yeah. The girl he was in the middle of assaulting oof (I shouldn't find that funny, I know it is tragic & it really sucks, but I'm allowed to find humour in my pain & past.)

Poor gal still has blood all over her She's right lol Lol the "touche"

Love mrs ferris Don't get me wrong. I never expected my boy to end up in two hunks, but I always knew one day he'd end up there laying on a slab. KB: Do you know if he was involved in anything that might've gotten him killed? Ferris: Well, I certainly expect so. Is "ship coming in" a figure of speech?

KB: Ma'am, um, I'll need the names of all the enemies your son may have had. Ferris: You're gonna need a bigger pad.

As cops, Ryan is right. As people, Esposito is right. JE: Well, maybe a sword is a justice system. So true bestie.

KR: This other guy have a name? JE: Yeah. Tony Valtini. *KR perks up* This guy's got a record, too. KR: Damn right, he does!!! (won't clip) I remember Valtini from back in Narcotics. The guy is totally Mobbed up. You know what else, his family owns this meat packing plant out in Jersey. Tony's nickname: Tony the Butcher. JE: I bet he split a few sides of beef in his day. except you usually split the sides carefully, not with one big swing. ugh this is going to be a long episode if I keep bringing up culinary school.

TV: I am a legitimate businessman. Castle it's not funny. KB: You never reported an attack. TV: I don't like to be a burden on law enforcement.  *casually shucks his pants*

(just one buttock) JE: The sword of justice, bro. It's going to end up being esposito. (NEW FANFIC IDEA BABES) (ryan & his signature mug. it's the little things in the show) Mum & lil bro watch superhero shows so this episode was great with the two of them the hero (probs not super) looks definitely very male

KB: She didn't think that we'd believe her. And, quite frankly, she's right. probs delusional, probs right. Def has something going on castle. reminds me of the time the school got a mascot & then the two furries in the school accidentally outed themselves to each other bc they recognized the work. Castle writer moments, & he's not too far wrong red marune is so adorable I love him. isn't that redundant? LARRYBOY ryan *watching the caskett argument from the distance* cyclist *gives rick a delivery in the middle of the bullpen*

Ryan really is becoming castle jr, the nicknames on the wiki were right Just marvel? No dc no dark horse no anything else? I just listed the mainstream ones. Castle was quick putting together that vigilante board (need to pic this) JE: *sus* KR: *interested* JE: they're make believe KB: All driven by the death of a father or loved one Gates is kind of right But then Castle actually had a point Castle chill XD

RC: hardcore skjdflsdkfsljdk KB: Elektra RC: Ah. A ruthless assassin who hides from her emotions. KB: No, maybe it's because she's got badass ninja skills.

RC: Ah. Try billionaire industrialist Bruce Wayne, A.K.A. The Dark Knight. He's brooding, he's handsome, and he has all the coolest toys. You are the billionare non-cop crime solver, castle. (won't clip) (lol I had my french keyboard on so my apostrophe didn't show up at first)

I love mike hoover. Well castle wasn't the one who actually wrote the graphic novels, heh. kind of a chronically online nerd but I love him so so much. Love his hat too. Which one?

There is a T in vigilanTe (I used to say vigilanté but now I say vigilantie like everyone else) Nice, webcomics. Unless the hero is the writer babes

JE: Yeah, well, whoever he is, I can't connect him to any swords either. I pray we nail this dude before I have to call every store on that list. KR: I thought you were kind of rooting for this guy? JE: That's when he was Joe Citizen taking it to the bad guys. Now he's just some nimrod in a suit. (making espt call a bunch of stores) KR: Ah. You gotta give him props for spirit, though, right? I mean, haven't you ever wanted to be a superhero? Going out there, prowling the city, knocking some heads? JE: I do that now.  ew cops & their hero complexes. castle acab moments. (but still clipping)

did CSU not find it? Why is it perfectly timed that lone ranger aka LR is here rn? (looks like he could be a woman in theory) hella cool parkour tho Fun timing esposito calling right then. Has he been called espo yet? I don't much like the name. I feel like "sito" are the stressed syllables. (dw dm, he gets called Zito/'Sito later.) Also in her phone he's just esposito, no first name? Also why didn't she just decline the call? Espt talkin p slow today huh.

lmao I love this kid so much. He's so silly & adorable. superheroes have a billion different villains bc they had to start putting them in jail with cops & there was never allowed to be any tragedy or escapes where the villain got away. or so big bro says Chad: My father's in miami

Neither would lone vengence! Comic book characters aren't real, okay? I love chad he's so adorable & sweet I was about ready to hang up my tights for good "lone" Poor chad. There are def going to be A Ton of these characters. Remember Jumping Jack? & Mere do well?

GATES I told the Mayor we had our man. BECKETT Yeah well, you shouldn't have done that. GIRL YOU SAID THAT TO HER FACE IN THAT TONE

Not looking at the writer?

castle printed them out? Alexis is so pretty Did she ever get that motorcycle/scooter Mum got classes that would count to dad's drama minor or philosophy major that also counted to her education major or whatever mum's minor was, & she got classes that would count credits for her major+minor but would also count for her friend's major. But anyway ew math castle isn't wrong but like... AC: Why does everything I do have to make sense? Why can't I just do what I want once in awhile? That's all you ever do.

That's some intense yoga. Yk, yoga is not just workouts, not just funny positions & stretching, not just low impact training, yoga has a spiritual component to it & it makes me just a bit upset that ppl don't even know that let alone respect it.

FInally anagram I was right! trace the IP or smth?

wait the captions said faris this time. is it ferris or faris? the transcript has both lol THE WHAT NOW COMICS I was not expecting slutty schoolgirl comics to make an appearance here. Mild mannered is "out of the ordinary" for him lol. Mom: He was different. Wore a suit. Castle: As in, mask and cape? Mom: Jacket and tie

oh yeah a crime reporter? Definitely ryan sounds like castle rn i love it KB: *sips coffee* JE: *watching from the phone* RC: *raises eyebrow* RC: The student has become the master. Or at least, he tried. Actually, for a truly Castle-esque theory, it has to be fully thought through. (yk I might clip this) KB: Since when? KR: I did think it through! (mr detective man) *ryan & castle bouncing off each other now* (I said a bit ago that castito & ryckett were decent but now I'm looking at especkett & rystle & have been often this season during my normal watch through. idk anyone's ship names I'm making them up every time I say one & they often sound bad or end up different esp with esposito bc his name is twice as long as anyone else's)

man's a FULL ass hero tyvm! (tho only a half assed superhero bc superpowers don't exist) RC: Hmm. That is one block away from Comicadia. JE: Mm KR: Mm

I love the comic bro kid

VG: Really. Our killer's a writer? RC: Well, writers can be men of action. VG: I've yet to see that, Mr. Castle. VG: So, he's a journalist like Peter Parker? KB: Actually, Peter Parker was a news photographer. RC: Yeah, our guy's a little more like, uh, Clark Kent. And he's mild mannered, just like I…predicted. VG: *the look* I like how gates at least communicates with becks this time.

PW: That's just a--a character I create. It's not someone real.

I'm sure he can still write comics from prison... Left-handed Castle writer moments

Hand was before...

protecting someone obv RC: Because Paul is protecting the real killer. Paul is the writer, Lone Vengeance is the subject. That's their relationship. (to Beckett) It's you and me, all over again. But I'm Paul and you're Lone Vengeance. KB: Really, Castle? Is that how you see me? Like a sword wielding killer? (No, a crime fighting machine!) RC: Depends. Will you be scantily clad? KB: In your dreams. (probably will be tbh) JE: Not to rain on your comic book fantasy, (clipping) Esposito's shirt is so boring. Personally I would wear it but not to work. Collarless long sleeve, neutral colour

wall's obv a fake bro. remember the magician's lair? Oh wait it isn't even a secret room it's a thing of swords & that's it LV def looks like they don't need to be male rn & dun dun dun a woman & dun dun dun it's a cop

Ryan's shirt is ugly & he doesn't have a tie. Why?

KR: Can you believe it? Lone Vengeance, sword wielding killer, ends up being one of our own. JE: I don't know. Maybe she had her reasons. KR: Whoa. "Maybe she had her reasons"? What happened to" nimrod in a suit"? (after "woah nimrod? what happened to sword of justice?") JE: Well that's before I knew she was a cop. wow acab much

her being a cop is cool, she WOULD know how to clean the blood up, probably, AH: Someone killed my dad. Nothing'll ever be enough. But doing what I do makes me feel better. I respect it actually, I can see it, & the mirror with beckett is great

BECKETT You crossed the line, Ann. HASTINGS Don't pretend like we're so different. BECKETT Let's talk about Tyler Faris. HASTINGS Didn't you lose your mom? BECKETT We're not here to discuss that. HASTINGS Didn't you shoot the guy who killed her right here in this precinct? The bullet that you took, isn't that connected to her murder, too? Because that's the rumor. BECKETT I am not like you! I didn't chop a man in half! HASTINGS Neither did I.

AH: It wasn't from my suit. And the only reason I wanted it was to figure out who's behind this. she's a cop so it's cool she canvasses & learns & is friends with a crime beat fellow, I would watch a spinoff of those two. Or a mini series. I've said, castle could have used a few mini series episodes.

good ep bro but I was working or writing when castle went to turn the board over & beckett just Stopped Him like "no hun, we're not doing that rn" (or it was the ghost hunting the ring episode)

When did they grab the cousin's prints?

KB: Ann, you're a good cop. And you've got somebody who cares about you. Don't be so driven by the past that you throw away your future. Take care.

RC: Well, a murder solved and a notorious hoodlum off the streets for good. I call that a solid win. VG: I agree. All because of the hard work and dedication of this team. RC: Thank you, Captain. That means a lot. VG: Of police officers. (XD) Team of police officers, Mr. Castle. Detective, about Officer Hastings. She, uh, fled the alley when you ordered her to stop. Some reason you're not pressing any charges? KB: VG: I think that, given the number of folks wearing that costume, we can't prove that it was her in that alley. Or anywhere else, for that matter. (I thought she was very by-the-book) KB: Exactly, sir. VG: She's a promising officer. That said, it'd be bad for all of us if Lone Vengeance were to show up ever again. KB: I don't think that that will be a problem, sir.

RC: Either she just grew a heart… KB: Or she's worried about how it would look if the press found out that Lone Vengeance was one of our own.

RC: A writer and his muse, fighting crime. Just like us. *paul & ann kiss* Caskett: *awkward* (clipping)

RC: You know, even when you were a little girl, you were a serious person. I think I've just gotten used to you being sensible and mature. Even more than me sometimes. AC: Sometimes? RC: Point taken.

Emotional family moments, dad moments, advice, & so much cute stuff! love love love!

AC: I know. Especially if we move in together. RC:

I don't think I have time for another one today. Sad.

#castle 4x2 #castle 4x2 quote #castle 4x2 spoilers #still must be clipped

[noro-noro-noro]

had a long and richly detailed dream but I don't even know where to begin. I'll just acknowledge I'm not keeping most of it. the second half is almoet gone already. well, I'll try anyway.

summary: something’s gonna break out. time to save the world.

the first half was about having to save the world somehow. you know, usual fare. there was some kind of demon thing that would try to emerge, and there were these ships that crashed across the world. they had blue lasers firing at the sky that only some of us, those who were chosen or maybe just touched by the debris, could see. the lasers were more like location markers than anything else - no adverse effect.

I was at my mom's house, but my dad was there. our neighbors could also see the blue light, but they were like "I gotta go to work " there was a white truck with some youngish guy on there, & I think he was from the government & refused to acknowledge the blue light or let us see it or leave? "us" included me, my dad, & random other people about my age. we were part of the team. also for the purposes of this dream we were on the west coast somehow.

eventually, the ??? spoke to us & told us we needed to reach the rockets - we were running out of time, & most of the other teams had failed. so we had to.

we waited in this other big white truck for the govt guy to pull up again, & then floored it away from them. I was worried the whole time & asking my dad, who was driving, if he was really sure this would work. it did work tho he never chased us for some reason.

it gets a little fuzzy around this point, but we do reach the crashed spaceship rocket thing out in the desert. I think there's 7 of us at this point in time? through interacting with some of the machine wreckage around the rocket (the rocket itself was untouched) we figure out that each of us have different "roles" to fill. I don't remember why, but it became urgent for me that we get in the rocket & go to a specific location. the others didn't want to participate & it was frustrating to me & I heard the voice of the blue in my head, so I went on a drive to the next nearest blue beacon & stole their ship instead bc they were just sitting around. there were less of them, only 4 or 5. our team had named ourselves something goofy I think it was like ghost gang shitheads. idk if these guys were named but they tried to stop me, and could not succeed.

I could do anything! when I entered the ship I became it & flew it with my mind. I ended up hurtling all the way to one of those northwestern states & landed at a university to look for someone specifically. the layout was very weird & it was called Washington Electroswing University. Everyone I talked to looked at me very snooty with disgust & I was thinking to myself "I need to laser blast these hoes" but then I found the person I was looking for. don't remember why I needed them.

then we were on the clock trying to fly towards this faint laser thing - the newest marker. we had a limited amount of time to stop the whatever. the ship moved slowly with two people inside of it. I think we went to the wrong location bc we got turned around, & the world was doomed.

there was absolutely something about exorcising ghosts & scraping the top of the hull with ? to be able to ??????. most of these dreams took places in cities in the desert but this took place in somewhere cold and wet. bad things were happening. the world was flooding. there was a huge storm, & people were trying to escape in balloons & etc. the 8 of us had good transportation. i don't remember what it was, but I was afraid we would get struck by lightning even though we had a backup set of balloons. we passed a parking garage full of people screaming & then drifted above the clouds. I don't remember what was up there.

FUCK the beginning of dream 2 I don't remember SHIT!! But in the end of the second dream, it was just 4 of us left. we were fighting back the thing that was emerging, & we had a better handle on what abilities we did have. we were forcing the demon thing to look at the world through our lens, & rather than bursting out into the center of the planet & wreaking havoc, we were squeezing it through a straw that we held the end of. our illusion world was different than the real world - we were in the same location, some abandoned building in Nevada, but it was like having two pieces of paper pinned togetger. they're connected at that one point, but they can rotate off kilter freely from there on out. anyway in our illusion world we were drowning - some kind of nasty liquid was flooding the world. and our friend who was the best at this concentration magic had been horribly wounded - speared clean through against the wall. he wouldn't let us stop to save him - we only had this one chance. he would hold our illusion in place so we could stop It from coming out even though the water was coming over his head. so we had to take the long long straw that was connected to the center of the world & stand on each other's shoulders to jam it against the ceiling, which we'd inscribed with runes? or something. that would make it a suitable thing to block the demons coming out. I looked at our friend even though he told us not to, & his blood was like catching on fire under his skin & his eyes had like exploded so they were smoking yellow orange pits in his face. and the water went over his head. the fire did not go out.

& we kept staying like that, standing on each other jamming his illusion of a straw against the bulwark of our design, though the weird liquid rising & like the feeling of gravity splitting us at the seams - if this was mob psycho this whole scene would have been an oil paint on glass moment. everything was coming apart in different directions. anyway then suddenly the illusion clicked back into place with the real world. our friend's body was gone - he'd died in his illusion world right before it ceased to exist. I looked outside. everything was okay. the sky was so blue. it was hot, but there was a cool breeze. the city had no clue what was happebing. nthing on the horizon, nothing beneath it.

there were police storming the building & we could not afford to be caught or even let them see us - we aren't supposed to exist. one of the 3 of us that remained blocked up the doors while one of the others opened a window & let a skein of thread float up outside in the breeze, & I worked on a spell or something that would take us away. they ran to me & I twisted the paper & we came out somewhere else.

we had a shot from the cops pov of running down the hallway busting through the doors & bursting out into the room we had been in. it was empty & untouched, except for the open window. it let in a nice breeze! & you could see the red thread billowing towards the sky.

after that I closed the book & talked to my friend who'd recommended it to me - it was that feeling you get when you love a series so much and it ends. I was like aahhhh this destroyed me I can't believe Jack sacrificed himself like that!!!! & she told me there were other books written in this universe, but I was unsure if I wanted to get into them yet. still emotionally damaged. then I went on twitter & apparently ezr amiller was trendinf again bc in a recent red carpet event he was just being so nice & boyish & friendly :) & I saw like 40 thirst posts about him like "the way he smiles & is so excited to interact with the crowd" I waslike "what about his crimes though" & then woke up

#dreams