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arabian-batboy · 8 months

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I have seen some disclosures in the past about how fandoms force a non-existence "found family" dynamic between the characters then forcibly turn that found family into a "nuclear family" where they will make one character be the "dad" while one character is the "mom" and everyone else are siblings when that's not the case and while I definitely know what people mean by that and have seen it happen before, I feel like in the context of the "Batfamily," some people are taking it too far into the opposite direction.

Like first of all, depending on how you divide them, the "Batfamily" is made up by characters who are either literal family or just close friends/lovers, so I can understand why grouping all of them together and labeling them as one big family may sound confusing (but always remember, Wayne family =/= Batfamily)

Characters like Barbara, Stephanie and Duke (I might even throw in Tim & Cassandra, since they both were only adopted at 17) absolutely have an "unconventional" familial ties to each other and to Bruce, so I personally don't think you should be so eager to fit them all into a stereotypical nuclear familial roles, especially since all the characters I mentioned above (except for Cass) have one or two loving parents who have raised them all on their own without the help of Bruce and are still alive and present in their child's life (except Tim, whose parents canonly died a couple of years ago in-universe).

With that being said, sometimes characters just so happen to fit the bill of a stereotypical "nuclear family" in canon and not wanting to accept that because the children are adopted/not related by blood to their parents is fucked up.

And I say that mostly about Dick and Jason, who for for all intent and purposes were both fully adopted at 9 and 11 respectively (ignoring rectons that aged them up or the fact that Dick was a ward at first only because single men couldn't legally adopt in the 40's), so it doesn't matter how you go about it, Bruce is 100% their father and they are 100% his sons, no ifs or buts.

For me, I have seen too many people trying to down-play the fact that Batman is canonly a dad (maybe because they don't think its cool? Idk) by pretending that him and his literal children are just a found family or just partners and accusing anyone who refer to them as parent-and-child of diminishing this found family and forcing them into a "nuclear" family when that's not case with them.

Referring to an adult man who fully adopted a young child to raise them as his own as that child's dad isn't forcing them into a nuclear family, because he's LITERALLY their dad? That's just common sense.

#btw this still apply to Tim & Cass #the reason I separated from Jason & Dick is because their relationship with Bruce is a bit too unconventional #in the sense that Bruce didn't start out being Tim's dad #he was his mentor at first #and only adopted him at 17 when Tim's loving dad (contrary to fanon) died #and with Cass.....I mean lets be real they hardly interacted after Bruce adopted her #canonly Barbara was more of a parent to her than him #he's still their dad tho but again THEY are not a nuclear family #Bruce Wayne #jason todd #dick grayson #Stephanie brown #tim drake #cassandra cain #duke thomas #barbara gordon

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awesomedurraworld · 2 months

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some of my Fullmetal alchemist headcanons: Elric Brothers edition

Edward experienced favoritism in his childhood, he was often met with the lines that he is the older brother and wasn't allowed to act in the same way Alphonse did. Which led him to act out most of the time.

Trisha’s main caregiver was Edward, since the Rockbells couldn't help her full time and Hoho wasn't there. Edward learned everything that his mother did in order to run the house while she was bonded to the bed.

Ed blames himself for Trisha’s death because he fell ill with a cold two weeks before her death. She pushed herself to take care of him and that made her body weaker which lead her to pass away.

Because of that Alphonse when he gets angry, he screams that their mom’s death wasn't their father’s fault but Ed’s

Yuri Rockbell was the closest one to the boys after their mother’s death, he took it upon himself to make sure that they were taken care of and had enough money and all their living needs, he also made sure to spend time with them every day.

After Yuri’s death, Edward and Alphonse were alone, they didn't have enough money to pay for bills and electricity or buy food which lead them to steal sometimes.

When they got caught, Edward will always take the blame, which left the whole village to say that Edward was a brat and a bad boy while Alphonse was the total opposite.

When families from cities come to look for orphans to adopt, and they visit Resembool where all the orphans will line up hoping that they get adopted- the Elric brothers were never wanted- sometimes families choose Al who refuses to go without his brother.

Edward and Al, although close to their granny, she abused them mentally, and sometimes on occasion, physically. They didn't know that was abuse until after they started to work under Mustang.

Alphonse finished only 3ed grade ( while Ed first grade since he dropped out to help his mom.) before they went to study under Izumi for a year before they were kicked out from her home and they made their way back to Resembool.

They tried to bring their mom at ages 10 and 9 ( instead of 10 and 11.) and of course that failed. They ended up living with the Rockbells for 6 months before Major Mustang found them.

Edward joined the military before he turned 12. He was 11 and some and his first birthday after he joined was the 12th.

Both brothers idolized the Colonel, subconsciously or consciously. Since he was their legal guardian, Edward’s commander and the adult who was stable in their life, it just seemed to fit.

Edward is short because as a child he didn't get to eat well, therefor his body did not grow well- unlike Al who ate his meal and Ed’s ( Ed used to give him his meals because let's face it, Ed is dumb like that.) he dislikes being called “ small.” because his mom used to nickname him her small man. So when people make fun of his height, they make fun of his mother’s nickname.

Edward’s harsh, angry, loud and impolite personality comes from two points, the first being not having guides growing up. Maybe Al is considered more polite but really, Ed raised Al while raising himself. Al is just sweeter and is shy and he doesn't put the angry mask on like Ed. And the only reason Ed does have it on is to protect himself and his little brother.

Al calling Ed “ big brother.” or “ brother” more than by his first name because Al sees Ed as an adult if that makes sense? Those names are titles, just like when he called Trisha “mom” that is her title. Ed’s title is “ brother.” because Al can't call him mom or dad so he just sticks to their relation.

Ed’s red jacket was inspired by the colonel’s black one. We see Ed coming to the state exam and receiving his watch while he wears all black- I bet He saw Colonel looking cool with the black coat and since he doesn't want anyone to think he is copying his CO, he went with the red jacket instead.

At the start of his millitry career, Ed refused to sleep and eat to the point he developed disorders. He genuinely thought he deserved to live the same way Al was living- Thankfully he had the whole team Mustang catching him and helping him get better and receive help.

Speaking of team Mustang, they are all just a family to each other, and that includes the Elrics! The boys viewed the men ( Jean, Haymans, Vato, and Maes.) as their uncles, since they acted like ones and it just felt right thinking about them as If they were uncles. Kain being younger and closer to their age, Ed and Al saw an older brother in him. Riza took a longer time for them to see her role in their life, before it dawned on them after a couple of years how much motherly she is towards them, it wasn't the same way as Trisha or Izumi, but Riza was their mom too. As for Roy he was the father they needed but had the hardest time admitting that since the word “ Father and Dad” meant HoHo. Eventually tho, both brothers found happiness in these titles.

Ed’s foodie personality continued even after the promised day. Starving for days as a child made His body always wanting to eat more than a normal person's because it is scared it will go through starvation again.

Sure Ed and Al are close but you bet they still fight like normal siblings on normal things- like who get to sit in the shotgun seat or the upper bunk in the bed or gets to do that one chore.

Ed grew his hair as a promise to Al. He burned the house as a promise as well. The house one so he won't quit and go home and the hair as a reminder, he will not cut it until Al can cut his hair too. So that day when Al got his hair cut after PD, and Edward got one too.

Ed and Al went back to Resembool. They both took a year break before Ed joined the military again as a research state alchemist after Roy was able to pull a few strings, that way Ed could research alchemy and get well paid in order to get Al into a university.

When Roy knew that was Ed’s goal, he surprised him with the fact that he will pay for both of their educations. Saying that “ both of my kids deserve the best education. You did plenty for your bother, let me now carry that burden.”

Alphonse stuided Biochemistry and then traveled to Xing, to learn Alkheasty.

Edward studied physics and engineering ( double majoring!!) he started playing with the idea If humans could fly using vechails ( I like to think he started sketching airplane.) After he finished his studies and traveled around for few months, he proposed to Winry.

Alphonse and Mai decided that they will play as the aunt and uncle in the family as they weren't ready to be parents yet with their lifestyles.

Edward and Winry had 6 kids and Ed was a stay at home dad while Win countined her ever-growing business.

Roy adopted the Elrics, but no one really mentions that. It was after the PD, as a promise that he will still take care of them and look after them even when they left the army, and that they will always have a place with him- all the good parental things.

Ed’s kids are named after important people or things in life. Like his oldest, a boy is named Yuri Roy Elric, honoring both of Win and Ed’s dads. And so on with the rest of their children.

Alphonse gave his gate to Ed as a birthday gift, since he stopped using it and just saw it a fitting after everything Ed did to him.

Edward when he shared that with Roy and how he has his alchemy back, he became a soilder again, “ Colonel Elric.” and became Roy’s bodyguard ( since Hawkeye and him got married.) and Roy’s secret weapon. No one knowss that Ed has his alchemy again so he always took his enemies by shock.

Alphonse lives in Xing and is a honorable member of the royal family.

Ed opened the gate and exchanged his automail leg with his arm. It was painful getting a new port, but for his new bodyguard gig, it seemed like the best choice, since his arm is his weapon.

#fmab #edward elric #fma #alphonse elric #elric brothers #headcaons

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missvelvetsstuff · 1 month

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With Friends Like You, Who Needs Enemies

Bucky Barnes x Reader

Reader is a mutant with the ability to turn sound into light who was 'adopted' aka stolen as a child by Baron Von Strucker to use for experimentation. She was given a form of the Super soldier serum so in addition to her mutant abilities she also has super strength, enhanced senses and healing. When he starts experimenting on his volunteers, the Maximoff twins, she tries to convince them to escape with her but they tell the Baron that she's planning to escape so he doubles her cell security. Steve and reader met when the team recovered Loki's scepter from Strucker.

She falls in love with Steve and becomes good friends with Nat but they aren't the friends she thinks they are.

Notes: this story is canon adjacent except that Thanos never happened.

I try to keep my readers description vague but, as always, she's female and above average height.

Chapter 8

Warnings: swearing, a little angst, a little fluff

The next morning Helen Cho examined Nat and gave her a clean bill of health. In her report to Tony she noted that Nats vision had likely returned weeks ago but she had rescheduled her appointments multiple times, confirming his belief that Nat was stringing them along.

When the room Nat had been living in was cleaned the maintenance worker brought a box of items that were left behind to Tony's office where he was having a quick lunch with Pepper.

As Pepper went through the few items, Nats bandages went in the trash, books returned to the library but a pair of blue boxer briefs caught her attention.

"Tony? Were these Natashas? They don't look like they would fit her."

Tony looked at the offending item curiously

"While I can't say for sure as I have no idea what she wears or what size, those don't look like they would fit her." He held them up to his waist and chuckled, "Don't look like mine, like I would ever wear some poly blend, but I have an idea."

He cleared his throat

"FRIDAY? Could you tell Rogers I need to speak with him when he has a moment?"

"Of course, Boss." The AI replied.

A few hours later Steve knocked on Tony's office door "What's up, Stark?"

Tony chuckled "Just working on a little mystery. Look familiar?" He picked the briefs and showed them to Steve whose eyes grew wide when he recognized them.

Steve turned red and stuttered nervously, unsure where this was going "oh uh yeah, th those are mine. They caught in the dryer or something?"

Tony smiled menacingly "Nope. They were in Romanoffs room. Any idea why that would be?"

Steve chuckled "I uh I don't know. I went to talk to her a couple of times, trying to understand her point of view but, I'm ugh I don't know."

Tony shook his head "You're A shit liar Rogers. Just come clean so I don't have to check the footage from her room."

Steve tried to bluff "What do you mean Stark? What are you trying to accuse me of?"

Tony looked him in the eye "Jesus, Steve are you really unable to admit you were still fucking her? After everything you both did, how badly you hurt Y/N and you still couldn't let her go? Must be some enchanted pussy."

Steve flinched "It's none of your business who I'm intimate with, Tony. She's gone so let it go."

Tony tsked "I don't really see it that way since she was a duplicitous bitch and your continued association speaks to your character. I need to know what else you've hidden from the team and I want your word that you will leave Y/N alone."

Steve shook his head "No. I'm not hiding anything that you need to know and I'm definitely not giving you shit. If I want to pursue Y/N and try to fix what I've done it's between me and her."

Tony folded his arms over his chest "If it potentially messes with my team then I need to know. I guess you can try to fix things but that doesn't mean I have to make it easy for you. That poor girl has been thru enough, why can't you just let her and Barnes be happy."

"Never thought I'd see you stand up for Bucky, Stark."

Tony shrugged "Never thought you'd turn out to be a lying POS. Winter Soldier aside he seems a better man than you."

"Fine, Tony I have things to do." Steve stalked out, fuming.

On his way to his room he passed the common room where Rainbow and Bucky were cuddled up on the couch, quietly talking with lots of giggles and kissy noises.

Steve scoffed "Don't you both have private rooms where you can ahem fondue instead of hanging all over each other out here? What happened to modesty?" he grumbled as he walked off.

Bucky and Rainbow looked at each other confused at Steve's outburst. Bucky shrugged she giggled and they went back to their bubble until Sam showed up.

Sam grinned at them "Well, aren't you love birds just adorable." He started singing "Rainbow and Bucky, sittin in a tree, K I S S I N G-" He teased.

Bucky blushed before he glared at Sam, cutting him off, not wanting him to make Rainbow uncomfortable.

"Grow up, Sam. You'd think you had never seen a happy couple. Must have been one Hell of a dry spell."

Sam laughed "Nah, I just enjoy getting you flustered."

Bucky had enough and raised his voice "You need to stop-"

Rainbow softly touched his cheek and Bucky closed his eyes and leaned into her hand, Sam all but forgotten

"It's ok Jamie, he doesn't bother me. Nothing else matters when I'm with you."

Sam smirked "Aawww, ain't you the

cutest.

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About a month after Nat left the compound, there was a fundraiser for the New York library. Bucky and Rainbow were hesitant to join the team on a nite out but Tony did everything short of calling it mandatory so they agreed to shut him up.

Details about the triangle with Rainbow, Nat and Steve had been leaked including some racey pics, everyone assumed by Nat, and the teams popularity took a hit. Steve's approval rating was down more than anyone besides Nat.

Unfortunately they received funding from multiple governments and other rich benefactors besides Tony and the negative numbers made some of them twitchy. Tony was convinced that coming out together and showing a United front would help.

There hadn't been any huge incidents that required Avengers level intervention so Rainbow and Bucky hadn't been on any missions while he taught her how to fight hand to hand.

Steve was doing everything he could think of to get alone time with Rainbow but distracting Bucky wasn't enough. The entire team worked to keep Steve away from her which made him short tempered. He disappeared for a few hours at least 3 late nights a week and would be less awful the next morning but it didn't last long.

Everyone assumed he was hooking up but only Tony had a good inkling of who Steve was meeting up with, which meant she was still in town.

That concerned Tony. After the reveal of Nats multiple faces he didn't trust her, or Steve's, intentions so kept a close eye on Steve and kept the other eye open for her to try to worm or cheat her way back on to the team. Or cause them more damage. He couldn't find any trace of her or evidence that she was up to something but knew they hadn't seen the last of her. Tony kept it all to himself so that he wasn't needlessly worrying the team, who all had their own suspicions.

He had FRIDAY watching out for her without any luck, knowing that her particular skill set would help her stay under the radar.

Wanda and Rainbow went shopping to find outfits for the library gala. Rainbow found the perfect dress, a pastel ombre floor length gown with spaghetti straps and a sweetheart neckline.(like Faith Hills 2002 Oscar dress).

Rainbow was so excited, her first event as an official Avenger and a chance to dress up and go out on Bucky's arm.

She was also nervous about such a big event and all the people that would be there. It wasn't Tony's event or his venue so she was a little nervous about security and Nat trying to pull something.

Or Steve trying to get her and Bucky apart. Steve and Nats deception made her nervous and skittish about trusting anyone but Bucky, Sam, Tony, Bruce and Wanda. Steve was another story, he kept pursuing her but never even apologized for what he had done, trying to convince her it didn't happen how she remembered.

The day of the event Pepper called in a beauty team to help get the ladies ready so they could relax. They gossiped and giggled about the men in their lives, over champagne, carefully avoiding any mention of Steve or Nat.

Once it was time to go they went to the lobby to meet their men who were waiting, mostly patiently.

When Bucky saw Rainbow his mouth dropped open and his eyes darkened. It took him a moment to speak

"Damn doll, you look more beautiful every time I see you. All the men there are gonna be green with envy when they see my girl." He kissed the back of her hand.

Rainbow admired Bucky's all black look with a small splash of color in a pocket square that matched her dress.

Sam was also there with a very cute girl from the research team, they had bonded over Red Wing. Lauren was very sweet and a little crazy and not used to the kind of attention Sam lavished on her but she loved it.

As they headed towards the stretch SUV a familiar but unwelcome voice called out "Oh good, I got here just in time." And proceeded to insert himself between Bucky and Rainbow, hand on her lower back as he opened the car door for her.

Rainbow pulled away from Steve with a look of disgust on her face, Bucky bumped Steve with his shoulder to force him away from Rainbow.

Steve scoffed "Isn't this whole outing supposed to show we are still a united team, ready to work together and protect humanity? Who's going to buy that if everyone is giving me dirty looks and flinching away?"

Tony sighed "Dammit, he's right. We need to just hold our noses and look like one happy family." He looked at Rainbow sadly "You should probably dance with him at least once just for show."

Bucky shook his head "No fucking way, he needs to keep his hands off of her." his arm went around her shoulder and pulled Rainbow closer to him.

She looked in his eyes, touching his cheek softly "They're right but it's ok, Jamie. I don't want to be separated from you but it's only a dance or two and I can take care of myself."

Bucky sighed then glared at Steve "I swear to god Steve, you hurt one hair on her head and I'll kill you in your sleep."

He helped Rainbow into the car and scooted in after her before Steve could get between them and sit next to her.

The drive was tense, the lighthearted vibe from earlier was gone thanks to Steve's insistence on being part of the group, without regard to the feelings of anyone else. Bucky had Rainbow pulled close to him while giving Steve his best Winter Soldier stare.

When they arrived the door was opened to the red carpet, shorter than your typical Hollywood event but enough to let fans and paparazzi get a look at the Avengers.

Of course Tony and Pepper went first with a positive reaction of applause and shouting.

Wanda and Vision were next with a similar reaction from the crowd and camera flashes popping everywhere.

Rainbow stepped out of the car and the crowd erupted. Applause, whistles, shouting and requests for autographs and selfies. She smiled nervously, never having expected so much love.

Bucky followed her and received a positive response, if a bit muted.

Steve stepped out of the car and the crowd went silent, all that could be heard was whispers and flashes. Then a smattering of boos and hisses sounded and Steve clenched his jaw before striding past everyone and into the library.

Tony shrugged and smirked at the crowd and led everyone inside to stop at the bar first.

After snacking on some appetizers to offset the alcohol she was drinking Rainbow wandered around the room, holding Bucky's arm and chatting with the people Tony introduced them to.

Then came some speeches about the money raised and the good work the libraries did. A couple of local celebrities performed and then the music started. Steve appeared out of nowhere to grab Rainbows arm and drag her to the dance floor. She started to pull back before she remembered what Tony said, united front- happy family, and tried to relax in his arms.

She was doing well until a short, curvy blonde in a strapless, glittery, red dress with a cut outs and a slit high up her thigh approached Bucky. Rainbow didn't recognize her face but there was something familiar about her. Bucky shook his head but the woman wouldn't take no for an answer so he finally gave in, emphasizing that he would only give her one dance.

When the song ended Rainbow and Bucky pulled away from their dance partners, practically running back into each others arms. They swayed to a slow song, staring into each others eyes like they were the only people in the world.

A more lively song started and Bucky pulled her into the simple swing dance moves making her sport a real smile. When he went to spin her the crowd seemed to move together to come between them and Rainbow ended up in Steve's arms. He worked to move them down a hallway towards the bathrooms where Rainbow saw something that made her chest ache.

The sultry blond in the red dress was kissing Bucky hard, hands in his hair pulling him closer to her. When Rainbow saw, a gasp left her mouth and the blonde woman barely pulled back from Bucky to quickly smirk at her before pulling Bucky back to kiss him again. Steve turned Rainbow before she could see Bucky pushing the woman away and wiping all traces of her from his lips while looking for her. Rainbow felt a pinch in her neck and everything went black.

Bucky looked around frantically for Rainbow but her, Steve and the blonde woman were nowhere in sight. He moved through the crowd in the direction Steve had been moving, through the hall past the bathrooms to the service entrance but they were gone.

Bucky raced back into the main room, searching for Wanda first in the hopes that her powers could help find Rainbow.

He grabbed Wanda's hand and pulled her to interrupt Tony and Peppers dance and blurted out

"She's gone! Natasha was here and helped Steve separate us and now they're all gone."

Chapter 9

#bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes fanfiction #james bucky barnes x reader #james bucky barnes #bucky barnes x you #angst with a happy ending #james bucky barnes x y/n #bucky barnes x female reader

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venusandsaturnsrings · 1 year

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I think I live on ur blog at this point... anyway doberman hybrid childe <33

I fully agree he has uncropped ears and a stub of a tail!! I think he's a Doberman cause they're extremely loyal, protective, obedient, strong and adore their families <33 though I think childe doesn't fit the bill for the extreme intelligence </3

He definitely stands behind you all scary like when ur walking around places to scare off creeps the ofc goes away whenever you turn towards him he basically melts and his stubby tail wags so fast:((( he's definitely disposed of creeps without you realizing cause he can't have his pretty adoring chubby owner knowing that some trash was bothering her!!

OMG imagine giving him a collar he'd so wear with pride :(( he def moans when you put it on him each morning (he would have it on forever if he could but u say it isn't good to sleep in </3) you definitely can't bathe on ur own anymore bcs what if little ol you drowns somehow he HAS to be there to keep watch!! He's also in there to oogle at ur body but shhh you don't have to know that :(( he also humps you in his sleep to hes just SO NEEDY :((( imagine you get even the tiniest bit needy and he can smell it right away so he obviously puts his nose in your panties and whines when until you let him eat you out!! Your pussy is his fav thing to slobber on but your tits and panties are a close second!! Imagine pegging Doberman childe and he just can't stop whining so u stuffy your used panties in his mouth<33 (he lives for it btw) taking him out for a walk but you have a pretty leash attached to his collar and he walks slowly so you're basically choking him (he's so hard and is SO cute)

like I said earlier when you bathe he has to be in there you bathe imagine him whining and scratching outside the door while you use the bathroom bcs "it's too embarrassing" for him to watch you </3 UGH imagine humiliating him by making him eat from a dish on the ground :(( when he's been a good boy and you reward him by letting him eat you out or fuck you himself<33 he can't WAIT to fill you up with pups and breed ur pretty little self!! Ofc if he chooses eating you out that day for the reward he def adores when ur chubby thighs wrap around his head to the point he can't breathe and when you sit on his face ugh, he's in heaven <3 I think all childes no matter the au adore fat pussy lips and like to bite at them :(( if your just to tired to get him off for the day you ofc let him humble your leg till he's satisfied</3 (which is never but he'll just use you in your sleep later) if he's been a bad doggy then imagine putting him in a cock cage and making him clean the whole house and when I say clean I mean full on scrub the floors clean!! Another punishment could be putting a cockrimg on him and cockwarming him while you sleep (ofc you have ur hand right on his ears to make him more sensitive!!) He helps carrying groceries and furniture and even with cooking cause Doberman are working dogs and he would rather DIE then let you lift a finger<33 imagine how cute he would be when you first adopt him ofc he's terrified and tears things up till he realizes you aren't going to hurt him then he becomes all territorial bcs ur HIS nobody elses!! (You were definitely warned he had behavior issues at the shelter cause he was on the verge of being put down cause of his behavior)

OH MY GOD that was alot... but I just adore childe!! Also this is a bit embarrassing to admit but earlier I was rubbing my puffy clit thinking about us sloppily making out while we rub our puffy pussies together :(( I was looking at some of ur pics while doing cause ur just SO cute I also thought about you sucking my big tits after a long day cause they get so sore :(( incase you were wondering my bust size is 58 inches ;)) or just me sitting on your pretty little face till you start crying for air<33 -chubby darling anon <333 ( I could write paragraphs of things I could imagine doing to you <33)

anon. anon. anon. anon. anonanonanon… ANON. im going insane. delusional, even. wow. ok. uhm… ahem…

puppytaru… his adorable little stump tail :(( his pathetic little wiggles whenever he’s happy god he’s such a sweetheart :((

doberman puppytaru i know he’s slinging MEAT down there… big dog = big cock but he’s so unfamiliar with anything intimate and has no clue how to use it. often just rubs himself on you so so needy and whiny :(( regularly creams in his pants even from the slightest of contact because you work him up so easy by just existing. the only things he knows how to do are protect, be overwhelming affectionate, and hump anything that reminds him of you when he can feel his cock get all swollen and sensitive. definitely has a very delicate tip!! kiss it once and he’s busting!! so when he finally gets permission to slip it in you his cumming before he can even bottom out :(( so pathetic and needy…

ABSOLUTELY protective. definitely needs some good training to be less aggressive towards anyone that looks at you but he can’t help it!! you’re his and he’s yours!! but puppytaru training can be fun. especially with the sweetest collar and leash that he loves being tugged around on. he’s an early riser, in more ways than one, so when you wake up he’s already nudging your hands with his nose and begging for his collar to be put on. he just loves it so much!! whimpers, moans, and grinds his cock on the floor as you strap it on… i can’t imagine him ever sleeping clothed so his bare dick is rubbing so cute on the floor and leaving the sweetest little pools of seed :(( click your tongue and him and force his head down to clean up the mess!! so rude of him to get your floors all dirty… big masochist you’re so right!! loves it when he chokes on the collar from being pulled around on his leash. he’s so adorable when he actually behaves on his walks though!! pointing at birds, sniffing the air, saying hi to all the other puppies (definitely NOT evaluating them as potential threats)… but more often than not he’s dawdling just so he can choke and gag from the pulling!! he just looks so cute when he’s panting with legs shaking and a very obvious bulge and wet spot in his pants :(( soggy puppytaru he’ll do anything that feels good!!

very sloppy pussy eater!! so true!! drools and whimpers into your cunt while sucking everywhere he can and nibbling gently on your pussy lips :(( his lil stump is wagging so hard the whole time cause he knows if he does real good you’ll touch him next!! and he just dies and comes back to life every time you finish and invite him up!! doesn’t matter if you just jerk him off or let him fuck you, he’s happy with anything. just please please please touch his cock!! he needs it!!

puppytaru punishments :(( the worst one you can give him is locking him in the kennel you kept from when you first brought him home. he’ll cry and sob apologies while pawing at the metal grates until you take pity on him. but!! before you let him out, make sure to sit your bare cunt on top of the kennel!! he’ll suck and eat away at you so desperately cause he just wants to make you happy and there’s nothing better than an apologetic puppytaru giving you head through his kennel!! by the time you let him out he’s in tears but he’ll behave real well for the next… day, at most. lighter punishments could definitely be the cutest cock cage!! locking him up so he can’t touch it at all makes him so whiny. on average he gets off at least twice a day so leave him locked up for two days in you’ll have a very well behaved pup in exchange for a nice handjob.

sure, he’s very badly behaved sometimes but he’s just the cutest most hardworking pup!! puppytaru only wants your affection and love… and for his dick to be played with every hour but that’s it!! he’ll give you everything he has in return!!

-> linking this pathetic foxtaru but i did just cause it follows a similar sort of soggy lil guy roll!!

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anon… i’ve reread this a million times… i hope u know my pussy is THROBBING for u!! never in my life did i think i would be so lucky to have such confessions in my ask box but i’m thrilled!! i’m glad i meet ur standards and that i helped u to get off hehe!! i… i’ve admitted it before but i’m saying it again: i’m very much a virgin so i don’t have any titty sucking experience BUT i love sucking on other things!! so i’m sure i’d do alright given the opportunity :3 im a very clean and even 40 inch bust and hip to a 30 inch waist!! i’m very symmetrical in that regard but… i’m a sucker for big boobs… i love tits… squishy good for resting head and massaging!! i will knead ur boobs like a cat!! hehe im always open to hearing more of ur thoughts on ME!! i love attention!! me me me me me me me me me me!! i understand puppytaru!!

ps. this reddit post is very me and puppytaru core

#puppytaru is real and i love him #anon i would kill for u #me 🤝 puppytaru being clingy needy and crying easily #chubby darling anon my beloved <3 #chit chats #puppytaru #childe x reader #tartaglia x reader #genshin smut #genshin impact x reader #fem reader #afab reader

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If someone wanted to join the death valley cult but wasn’t a woman what would happen? Would they be excluded or just treated awkwardly or something?

They probably wouldn't even know it exists.

The Death Valley cult doesn't exactly have a facebook page. They're living out in a lonely little compound in one of the most inhospitable landscapes in the United States. You get into the cult one of two ways:

1) you caught Bill's eye and he started haunting your dreams, talking you into adopting a new philosophy, teaching you the "truth" about the world that aligns with the worldview he wants you to have... and then, when he's decided you're brainwashed enough, he goes "you're enlightened enough; you ought to contact some of my other devotees here..."

2) you caught one of the cultist's eyes, and she decided to start actively recruiting you, maybe bringing in several other cultists to help keep you 24/7 surrounded by the cult's philosophy until you're cut off from your other family/friends.

Both involve someone already involved in the cult choosing you. And they choose ladies. Bill uses a lot of different tactics and philosophies to seduce people into his various cults, depending on what he thinks would work on them; the Death Valley cult is women that were brought in with some sort of bullshit along the lines of that "divine feminine" "women are inherently more pure and in tune with their instincts" stuff.

(This isn't an opinion Bill himself holds—he thinks human genders are arbitrary and stupid—but you don't start a cult by imposing your beliefs on aliens, you start a cult by exploiting THEIR beliefs and twisting them into knots until they resemble yours.)

If a dude did somehow know they exist—for example, the artists in the Bahamas know how to contact them—and for some reason traveled to Death Valley to knock on their door and say "I believe in Bill, I wanna join," they'd go "okay we'll contact Bill tonight and ask him where you should go." They know there are other pockets of people out there that worship Bill, most of which take males; clearly Death Valley was just this one guy's nearest point of contact through which he could find THOSE groups. He's not staying HERE, obviously. He's NOT staying here. That's final. Go back to your hotel.

If any sort of nonbinary person (or, heck, probably even binary trans person) knocked on their door they'd probably have a very serious discussion about whether this individual "counts" as a woman. And the next time they fall asleep Bill swoops into their dream like "buddy, pal, friend, amigo, why the hell do you wanna move in with a bunch of crazy broads who need to argue about whether you're female enough for them? Yikes, am I right? Get OUT of here. Listen, I'm in contact with this little group that meets in the basement of an art school in San Francisco and they're pioneering forms of genderfuckery two hundred years ahead of their time, I'll give you their address."

But, why would any of the above people show up at the Death Valley compound in the first place? If they're ready to move in with one of Bill's cults, then Bill's directing them to places they'll fit in. A person who doesn't feel at home in a cult is a person who's likely to run from that cult.

#anonymous #ask #about my writing #bill goldilocks cipher

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drivinmeinsane · 9 months

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Wild Country.(Part 1)

SIERRA SIX × F!READER

{ masterlist} ※ { ao3 }

※ Part one {this one} ※ Part two ※ Part three {coming soon}

※ Summary: Six is running on empty in more ways than one when he pulls into that gas station out west. He just wants to make sure he and Claire survive when he does the unexpected and says he'll take on the job as a ranch hand. It was a position offered rhetorically and out of frustration, but damn if he doesn't fit the bill of what you need.

※ Rating: 18+ for future mature content.

※ Content/tags: Slow burn, Movie canon compliant, No use of Y/N, Cowboy!Six, Adoptive Daughter!Claire, no need to have read the books

※ Word count: 1,380

※ Status: Ongoing

※ Author's note: There will be no mature content in the first two parts.

Six grits out a quiet groan as he gets out of the vehicle. The skin around the stab wound over his right hip pulls tight at his movements. The rusted out, old Ford truck gives an even louder protest than his when he slams the driver's side door closed. Anything short of body checking the damn thing would have the door creaking back open with a long, cartoonish squeal. He would almost prefer crawling through one of the lowered windows.

"Hey!"

He turns to squint into the truck's cabin at the teenager who had just hollered at him.

"Grab a snack please?"

The only sign of acknowledgement of her words is a slight raise of his hand and look of resignation in his eyes. He hates stealing.

The sun glares down on parking lot as he leaves the truck with Claire inside at the faded gas pump. He had driven them more than six hundred miles since landing stateside. More than half of those miles had been in that truck.

He walks into the gas station. There's no comforting blast of cool air to great him. In fact, it is arguably worse indoors. The smell of grease, stale body odor, and nicotine mingle together in air thick enough to choke on. There's a cluster of patrons shooting the shit in front of the plexiglass walled counter. He passes them over with a cursory glance. They look to be regulars. Blue collars looking to escape direct fire from the sun and to catch up on local gossip. Too early to go to the bar. Too late to keep working in the midday heat.

He ignores feeling of sweat that is continuing to run down his back and soak into the already damp jeans clinging to his legs. A look into the domed mirror reveals that no one in this building is paying attention to him. All eyes, including the cashier's, are on a young woman at the counter.

He slips a snack cake, two packs of crackers, and an overpriced packet of jerky down the front of his mostly undone cotton shirt. The weight of stolen items sits guiltily against his side. With his limited funds and his own reluctance to steal, he is all but swimming in his thin undershirt and plaid button-up. He knows his current way of survival won't be sustainable for much longer, the newly made holes in his leather belt attest to that. But for now and for always, Claire comes first.

He opens the beverage cooler door and picks up two bottles of water. He nudges through the sweaty crowd at the front of the store and sets the bottled water down on the scratched counter. He pauses for a moment and tosses a pack of gum alongside them. Good enough excuse to be in the back for the mere moments it took for him to procure his unpaid for merchandise.

At his side, he hears the young woman that he had noticed in the security mirror raising her voice to drown out the men attempting to speak over her.

"-don't give a shit that-" "No, Rick, if that fucker wanted to make sure he had a job he wouldn't have-"

The sentences are broken up, disjointed by the group of men interrupting. Six clears his throat slightly, hoping to catch the cashier's attention but his bloodshot eyes are focused on the woman who is growing more irate by the moment

"-reliable ranch hand. Goddamnit, I don't see any of you volunteering."

The unemployed mercenary feels his body tense in involuntary movements to face the speaker.

"I'll do it." The answer is out of his mouth before his brain can catch up. His jaw tenses, he suddenly wishes he had a piece of gum in his mouth to grind his teeth into.

The departure from his methodical, calculated actions gives him an uneasy feeling. He is further rattled by the young woman, you, turning to meet his eyes

"You got a name?"

"Sierra." Lie. Clumsy. Immeasurably foolish.

"You ever been on a horse?"

"Yes." Truth.

"You alright with living on site during the duration of your contract?"

"I have my daughter with me." Feels like a truth.

"I- okay. How old?"

"13." Truth

He feels your considering stare, the way you look him up and down, taking in every inch of his sweating, filthy, travel-worn body. He is sure that you know about his concealed cargo pressing into the non-injured side of his torso.

"Okay."

Something in him sings in relief as you proceed to formally introduce yourself and supply the location of where he'll be working along side you.

"-make another right onto the gravel and 'bout half a mile you'll see the sign on your left. Turn into the drive and pull up in front of the main house. It's the big, white one. "

He gives you a nod to show that he understands. He commits your words to memory with the seriousness he would supply for a hit operation. He takes your offered hand and the two of you share a firm handshake.

"See you in a few, Sierra." He nods again. Throat tight.

His face is impassive as he watches you push through the doors with their security bars and out into the dry, blazing heat of the parking lot. When you're out of his sight, he turns to back to the cashier and to the water bottles sweating almost as much as himself.

"This, and the remainder on three." He says, pulling a soggy, crumpled 20 dollar bill out of his right front pocket.

The gas station is silent aside from the labored whurr of tabletop fan, the cashier punching buttons, and the shuffling from too many curious men.

Six pushes his own way through the doors, talk erupting behind him, and walks back to the white Ford. You and your vehicle are nowhere in sight.

He hands the water bottles to Claire through her open window, ignoring her questioning looks. He had attracted too much attention to them with his stunt inside. A man named Sierra traveling alone with a 13 year old girl? It wouldn't take a genius to figure out what was going on. He could only hope that these people were private with outsiders

He knows he's not in any condition to run, physically or financially if word gets out too soon. He also knows that he hasn't yet recovered to a hundred percent (or even fourty percent if he's being honest) after the Prague situation. A month and half hasn't been enough time to fully heal from being stabbed and all but ran into the ground.

The pump shuts off after the last drops of the gasoline he had paid for at the counter trickle into the tank. He puts up the nozzle and looks at Claire thoughtfully.

He supposes they look enough like father and daughter to avoid visual scrutiny. He had dyed his hair the same shade of mousey brown as Claire's before they had gotten on the plane to the States. It had been a slapdash job in a sketchy motel bathroom, arms trembling with exhaustion as he slathered the dye over his shaggy hair. His only excuse could be that she took after her mother. His non-existent, dead from a tragic accident so no one would ask too many questions, wife.

He loops around the truck and drags the driver's door open with a rusty scream. Claire winces at the sound, but doesn't look at him. He shrugs a shoulder apologeticly anyway before getting in.

"Got a job and a place for us to live."

Claire turns to him with her water bottle to her mouth. There's a skeptical look on her face that turns into a smug, shit-eating grin.

"What? Are you going to be a sugar baby? A kept man?" She says, all mock seriousness.

He frowns a little before giving her a flat look. The truck starts with a smoker's cough and jerks into drive. He makes the slow turn out of the gas station and when out of sight, finally pulls the stashed food out of his shirt and passes it to his darling daughter that he definitely loves very much in this moment.

"Something like that."

N E X T.

#sierra six #sierra six x reader #the grey man #the gray man #courtland gentry #courtland x reader #the grey man fanfic #reader insert #ryan gosling #fanfiction #my work #my posts

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"Can everyone stop having children!" Molly complained, trying to make all 13 grandchildren fit around one table. It was a struggle when all of them were present.

"It's not our fault you had seven kids, mum," Bill said.

"Well, there goes our holiday plans, Harry," Ginny muttered jokingly.

"You can't have any more, you're already at three! Most of us kept it at a decent two," Ron replied.

"She's joking," Harry replied. Then he lowered his voice so only Ginny could hear. "Right?"

"Sure," Ginny replied and then winked at him.

"And you have Teddy too," George said.

"I don't think that counts. The rule is that orphans get adopted into the Weasley family," she said, grinning at Harry.

"Can't argue with that, don't you think?" Harry replied.

"Now, who threw that?" Arthur said, standing at the end of the kids' table. Thirteen sheepish faces turned towards him. No reply came.

Molly stood up. "No dessert for all of you then, that's fine."

The grandchildren all broke out in objections. Being deprived of Grandma Molly's desserts was the gravest punishment.

"How much are you willing to bet it was one of ours?" Ginny whispered.

Harry smiled. "Pretty sure it was James, look at his face."

They shared a look of understanding. Harry stood up and joined Arthur. He stared down his oldest, whose facade was quickly crumbling under his father's stern look.

"James Sirius."

"Hugo started it!" he objected, pointing at his cousin.

"But you threw it," Harry replied.

James looked down at his plate. "I'm sorry."

"Thank you, that wasn't so hard now was it?" Harry asked, to which James promptly shook his head.

Arthur and Harry returned to the adult's table.

"He does live up to his name, doesn't he?" Arthur said.

"If only that was true for the youngest too, but she totally takes after James." Harry shook his head.

"She's a lot like Ginny at that age. You better start locking the brooms soon, or she'll be off at night," Arthur told Harry, who stalled, face filled with concern.

"She's five."

"Do you think that will stop her?" Arthur asked, speaking from experience.

Harry glanced at Lily, who was stealing Teddy's meatballs when Teddy pretended not to be looking. He smiled. "I guess you're right."

#next gen #weasleys #hp #harry potter #hinny #this has been sitting in my drafts for like a month #fic

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thechaseofspades · 1 year

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There is NO Drake Mallard: A DT17/DWD Theory/Headcanon

Spoilers for Ducktales 2017 and a few elements of Darkwing Duck '91

OK but hear me out. Who is Drake Mallard in the original Darkwing Duck show (hereafter: DW91)? It's the childhood backstory (if you can call it that) that we see before he becomes Darkwing Duck, and it's the civilian identity that lives with LP and Gosalyn in the suburbs next to the Muddlefoots.

In Ducktales 2017 (hereafter: DT17), Drake Mallard is an actor who idolizes the "show-within-a-show" Darkwing and lands the role in the reboot. He eventually dons the cape and cowl himself.

So DT17 Drake fits the bill of DW91 Drake in the pre-Darkwing backstory department, but what about his civilian identity? It's a vital part of the original show, but we don't really see it much in DT17.

It's time to talk about the show within the show...

What do we know about the "Darkwing Duck" show in the universe of Ducktales? Based on the references we see to specific episodes, it's obviously based on the real life DW91. But, with one big exception.

We never see Jim Starling (the actor playing DWD in the show-within-the-show) in a civilian identity. He is Darkwing Duck in all of the clips we see of the show. No "Drake Mallard" to be found. No Launchpad or Gosalyn either. The Darkwing in the show-within-the-show doesn't seem to have a civilian identity or a civilian life of any kind.

And that makes sense, since in the DT17 universe, Drake Mallard is a real person. So are Launchpad and Gosalyn. So it would be weird for them to exist in the show-within-the-show.

We'll keep this in mind for later. But for now...

Who is Drake Mallard? (DT17)

Back to this joker. Let's talk about what we know about Chris Diamantopoulos's Drake Mallard.

Now, when I say "Drake Mallard", I mean Drake in his civilian persona. Keep in mind that Drake is an actor who was born to play Darkwing, and completely commits to the bit from the first time he puts on the costume.

But what is "the bit" to him? He bases everything, including his personality to an extent, on Starling's DW. We've established that that Darkwing had no civilian identity, so it would make sense for Drake to replicate that as well.

We only see Drake Mallard (not as Darkwing) in two scenes after he dons the cape. The first is this scene at the end of Let's Get Dangerous...

When this scene popped up, I assumed it would be the adoption scene. I think many people still kinda headcanon this as a soft adoption, when Gosalyn becomes a Mallard. But the show made a conscious decision to *not* do that, because Gos doesn't need adopted. Her grandfather isn't dead. He's in another dimension.

Gosalyn made DW91 Drake Mallard who he is

The pilot episode of DW91 starts off with Darkwing Duck as a vigilante superhero and nothing else. No sidekick, no daughter no civilian identity. During the two-parter, he meets LP (a huge Darkwing fan) and Gos (the orphan granddaughter of a scientist who was killed for his invention).

Sound familiar? That's because the Darkwing arc (Arcwing if you will) in DT17 is based heavily on this show with one notable exception: Thaddeus Waddlemeyer isn't dead in Ducktales. Gosalyn isn't an orphan. Thus, no adoption.

In DW91, the adoption scene at the end of the pilot introduces us to Drake Mallard, DW's mild-mannered civilian persona. Before adopting Gosalyn, DW lived in the tower alone, dedicating his entire life to fighting crime. Now, he has a daughter to take care of.

So why focus on this scene in DT17, and specifically what's different about it? In Let's Get Dangerous, Darkwing asks Gosalyn if she'll be his crime-fighting partner. That's not something new dad Drake Mallard would ask. That's a Darkwing Duck question.

Don't be fooled by the button-up shirt. That is not Drake Mallard. That's Darkwing Duck but his costume is at the dry cleaners. Adopting Gosalyn in DW91 prompts his civilian persona, but in DT17 we don't get to that part.

Darkwing Duck in DT17 is based on the DW91 character pre-pilot

Before adopting Gosalyn, DW91 Darkwing lived alone in the tower and dedicated all of his time to crime-fighting. The ultimate commitment to the bit. As we've established, this is what show-within-the-show Darkwing was like as well, since there were no LP or Gos in that version. This is the Darkwing Duck that DT17 Drake is trying to replicate.

Gosalyn may be in his life, but they are crime-fighting partners, NOT father and daughter. Launchpad is his best friend, but they don't live in the suburbs together. As far as we know, LP still lives in Duckburg while Drake spends most of his time in St. Canard, working out of the Audubon Tower.

We never see that house in the suburbs. And we only see Drake in casual clothes one more time in the entire series...

Here's Drake, very openly talking with Fenton about Gizmoduck and Darkwing Duck business. What part of secret identity do these goofballs not understand?

DT17 Drake Mallard was an actor, and he was born to play this role. He wouldn't be careless with his secret identity. Unless, there is no secret identity at all. His hero didn't have one, so why would he need one?

All Fenton knows in this conversation is that he's talking to Darkwing Duck. Who even is Drake Mallard? Does it matter to him? Does it matter to anyone?

For all intents and purposes, Drake Mallard does not exist. After retiring from acting, Darkwing Duck emerged as the St. Canardian Guardian. He has become Darkwing Duck. He is constantly playing the role. He is not Drake Mallard. He is Darkwing Duck.

In DW91, Drake Mallard's job was to protect and raise Gosalyn.

In DT17, Darkwing Duck's job is to protect her and reunite her with her family.

These are different characters with different priorities. I feel like this was intentional. And even if it wasn't, then I am pretending that it was.

I think that about covers it? This whole thought process started out with me trying to justify as few people knowing Darkwing's secret identity as possible, but it turned into a way bigger thing. I wish Darkwing would get more official stories to explore this concept, but I guess we'll settle for super long Tumblr posts instead

#ducktales #ducktales 2017 #darkwing duck #drake mallard #gosalyn waddlemeyer #gosalyn mallard

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mineralsrocksandfossiltalks · 3 months

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FOSSIL FRIDAY: STEGOSAURUS

Stegosaurus, the "roof lizard" is by far the best dinosaur and that is a fact not my heavily biased opinion.

It was discovered by Arthur Lakes in Morrison, Colorado

and named by your boy, Marsh.

Originally, poor Marsh believed Stegosaurus to be some sort of turtle-like animal which is where the name originated from.

This is one of the first dinosaurs we learn as kids due to the recognizability of the plates and spikes.

(this comic is far too relatable haha)

Stegosaurus was over 20ft long and weighed several tons.

It had a small skull with small, triangular teeth in the back of its mouth for grinding. There were no teeth in the front of the mouth which was probably covered by a keratinous beak.

Stegosaurus had around 10 cervical (neck), 17 dorsal (back), 4 sacral (hips), and 46 caudal (tail) vertebrae. The dorsal verts were stretched and the caudal neural spines began to bifurcate (split) halfway down the tail.

They have three toes on their back feet and five toes on their front feet.

The most recognizable parts are, of course, the plates and spikes. Both of these are highly specialized osteoderms (bony cored scales) similar to modern crocs.

The largest plates were over the hips and were up to 24 in (60cm) wide and tall. The function of the plates has been hotly debated for a very long time. I even wrote a paper about it in one of my paleo classes in college. There are blood vessels running throughout the plates which make them pretty poor for physical defense. However, they would potentially be ideal for flushing blood into and changing the color just like modern lizards.

This could be used for aggressive behaviors, male to male warnings or to warn predators to back off. The plates could certainly make a Stegosaurus look larger than it really was. Now, that doesn't mean they were completely without protection. A study done in 2010by Christensen and Tschopp found skin impressions on Hesperosaurus plates and determined it probably had a keratin sheath over the plates making them stronger. Another possible use of the plates was thermoregulation. They could have dumped excess heat the way cattle horns or duck bills do today.

Then, there's the thagomizer. The word actually came from a Far SIde comic and paleontologists liked it so much we just sort of...adopted it.

And can you believe there's actually been debate over whether they actually used them?

Robert Bakker believed the tail was flexible enough (despite the argument that the plates would make this impossible) to be a weapon due to a lack of ossified tendons seen in other dinosaurs to stiffen the tail. He also said that the front legs were muscular enough to allow it to deftly swivel it's back half threateningly. McWhinney and others did a study that showed high incidence of trauma-related damage to the tail and spikes implying they were, in fact, used as a weapon. Plus, there is an Allosaurus caudal with a puncture that a Stegosaurus spike would fit into snuggly.

There are two, possibly three species of Stegosaurus: S. ungulatus, S. stenops, and S. sulcatus. The first is probably just a synonym of S. stenops and S. sulcatus is likely an entirely different genus. Only time and more data will tell.

S. sulcatus...which looks nothing like the others.

My absolute favorite thing about Stegosaurus is...well, there two things. First, one specimen was found with throat armor which is just freaking cool.

Second, baby stegos are called steglings. Freaking STEGLINGS. How damn cute is that?

We have found a Stegosaurus tooth at the Evil Tree Bonebed and I really hope we find the animal. A baby would let me die happy. Want to help me find a Stegosaurus? Come join us this summer at CNCC for our summer field program. Check out the link below.

#paleontology #dinosaur #fossils #fun facts #stegosaurus #fossilfriday #favorite

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Brain says Jaskier would name his baby after another flower or herb, and he lowkey would still want to honor? Remember? Geralt as his other parent even if he'll never be there- and the only plant I can think of that would fit the bill is Wolfsbane, and the Polish word for that is apparently Tojad. So maybe baby Tojad?

I love that name!! I think that is very good, but only if Jaskier doesn't know what it means, which I don't think. Since wolfsbane was literally used to kill wolves (and other predators) so it would be like a... very petty name. (I think Jaskier does have it in him, but he wouldn't in that case.) I really like the idea that kiddo adopts that name, like he sometimes uses it (when angry at Geralt) because it's a subtle fuck you and it is a flower name like his Pa.

#he stresses that name ONLY when angry #if his papa can have a nice flower name he'll use the knowledge for rebellion #I LOVE IT #geraskier lovechild #omegaverse

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sharing my wangxian phlebotomist!wwx/blood donor!lwj au from twitter here (a summary here if you wanna see)

The hardest part of the adoption process was supposed to be endless paperwork and screenings and the anxiety of not being good enough to meet high standards of the court.

It wasn't supposed to be A-Yuan's first doctors appointment.

His pitiful screams fill the small doctor's office. He's clinging to Lan Wangji's shoulders like there a lifeline, hiding and all LWJ wants to do is bundle up his son and carry him back to safety.

But these are mandatory vaccines he needs in order to attend pre-k. So he cant.

Nurse: Shots are never fun at this age, huh He would beg to differ; they're never fun at any age But see lwj isnt afraid of the shots themselves. Hes terrified of the sight of blood. His BFF loves horror movies & he watches them with her bravely by staring at the corner of the tv

When lwj gets his blood drawn, he looks closes his eyes and imagines being in a cold pond somewhere. But he's never been afraid of just the shot before.

He's helpless in the face of his son's distress. The nurse sighs, saying theyll have to try again another day.

A-Yuan sniffles into his baba's shirt, exhausted from the crying fit. His eyes are still watery and he looks around the room with such fear in his eyes, before withdrawing back into the safety of his baba's chest.

Lan Wangji has no idea what to do, only cradles him closer

Thankfully, LWJ has someone who can help. His best friend, Jiang Yanli is a child therapist and has been helping him prepare his home for A-Yuan.

If anyone knows what to do, it's Yanli-jie

JYL: Zhanzhan, have you tried showing him its not scary?

LWJ has not, bc he's terrified

JYL is the only one allowed to call him Zhanzhan. In Uni she was the one who mentored him his first week of school. Someone slipped him alcohol and he got deliriously drunk.

Yanli-jie was the one who found him and took him home. This is what they told the cohort but actually…

JYL: seeing his Baba get a shot and be okay might motivate him to be more brave

LWJ certainly doesn't feel brave. He's thinking of the blood flowing from his veins and then LEAVING them to go who knows where. It sounds barbaric

He has the distinct memory of learning what a period is in middle school and promptly passing out

He is not a fan of anything related to blood

But LWJ has learned that Yanli-jie knows what she's doing, so, despite the way he can swear he feels his blood pumping with fear, he agrees...but there's a problem.

LWJ: I am up to date on all my shots. How can I show him it is safe?

JYL: Hmm....I have an idea. My brother is a phlebotomist! He can help.

LWJ is confused. Last he heard, the younger Jiang is a prosecutor who makes a living viciously yelling in a courtroom.

JYL: Not him, Zhanzhan. My adoptive brother, A-Xian. I bet he would be happy to help you. He works at the blood bank at Yiling Clinic! The perfect exposure!

For who?, LWJ wonders. A blood bank sounds like a house of horrors to him. And a person who chooses to stick a needle in people and remove the very force that gives them life? He cannot imagine getting along with this person at all.

Yiling Clinic is a community clinic in a part of town Lan Wangji has never been to, especially since the Gusu Group has their own private hospital.

But this is where Yanli-jie's phlebotomist little brother works.

A-Yuan clings to the back of his legs as they approach the receptionist, a young man with amazing cat eye makeup named Mo Xuanyu

These two definitely do not fit the bill for their usual patients, with their designer clothing, so he asks with some skepticism: Um, can I help you?

LWJ has spent the last two hours siking himself up for the blood part, he isn't prepared at all for social interactions. He flounders like a fish.

LWJ: …I am…We are here for…

A shout comes from behind them: Ah! A-Yu, is that A-jie's friend? Zhanzhan?

LWJ flinches until he sees a man sprinting towards them. The 1st thing he notices is this man is wearing lilac scrubs with little white rabbits on them.

The 2nd thing he notices is this man has the most enchanting smile he's ever seen. Already, LWJ feels more relaxed.

The man winks at him: You like the scrubs? A-jie said A-Yuan liked bunnies, I figured this would help keep him calm.

LWJ does not blurt I like bunnies too. But only just.

Beside the man is a pediatric nurse named Wen Ning, no relation, who says he's here to help with A-Yuan

Yanli-jie's little brother, the phlebotomist, introduces himself: Ah! Sorry, Lan Zhan. Jiejie always calls you that so it just stuck. I'm Wei Wuxian. You can call me Wei Ying if you wanna make it even.

Strangely, LWJ feels no need to correct him: Lan Zhan is fine, Wei Ying.

WWX smiles so brightly, LWJ feels dizzy with it.

WWX: Now where's the little bunny himself?

A-Yuan has been clinging behind LWJ's pant leg, tilting around just enough to peek with one eye at this strange gege.

WWX: Maybe not a rabbit then, a radish who likes to hide away!

A-Yuan becomes offended: I don't like radishes!

WWX laughs: Me neither! But Qing-jie says they help us grow big and strong, so they can't be all that bad huh?

WWX is crouched in front of A-Yuan, draping both arms across his knees and resting his chin in one hand. He waits.

LWJ admires his patience. The longer WWX waits, crouched and rocking back and forth in front of A-Yuan, smile gently and welcoming, the more A-Yuan's natural curiosity gets the better of him.

Eventually, his son comes out from behind his leg to touch a black bunny on his sleeve

A-Yuan: I like this one. We only have a white bunny at home.

WWX: I like the black bunny too! What's your bunny's name?

A-Yuan: Banana, bc she tries to eat Baba's banana every morning, and you are what you eat.

He recites this with all the solemnity a 4 yo could possess

WWX's laughter echoes through the lobby: Well! You're very right, A-Yuan. Maybe you aren't a radish after all then. Tell me, what do little boys eat?

A-Yuan: I'm not little! I'm 4 and a half!

WWX: Right, right, I sincerely apologize for my mistake. What do big boys eat then?

A-Yuan purses his lips and taps his chin, pondering his question carefully: Hmm… jelly beans?

WWX looks like he wants to laugh more, but instead says: I see, I see. Thank you for your wisdom A-Yuan.

He looks up at LWJ, dark eyes dancing. LWJ's heart rabbits against his chest

WWX: If your baba is ready, we can head down to my cave if you'd like. I have a lot of cool machines I'd love to show you.

A-Yuan's eyes widen into saucers as he gasps: A cave? Wowww

They grin conspiratorially at each other, before turning bright eyes up at LWJ

LWJ feels warm and much more relaxed inside, so he nods: Mn. We may go.

A-Yuan cheers and holds WWX's hand as the head downstairs.

LWJ trails behind making small talk with WN, watching WWX and A-Yuan swing their hands and skip ahead, feeling something warm blossom in his chest.

The hallway to Wei Wuxian's lab isn't anything like Lan Wangji expects.

The rooms at Gusu are all perfectly pristine and sterile, painted white to promote serenity, rest, and healing.

For one thing, he'd raided a Halloween store at some point and hung up all sorts of decorations, mostly vampire themed. There's one that's says "I vant to suck your blood!" except suck is crossed out and replaced with "donate". Wwx and A-yuan giggle together at wwx's fake accent

It's definitely not up to Gusu General's strict standards. For one thing, there're beanbag chairs in the hall outside. Wwx says it's to feel more comfy while others wait, as he's the only phlebotomist on staff and it can take a while. A-Yuan personally tests each one.

His lab is…adequate if far too small. There's a desk that's overrun with stacks of papers and textbooks and a shelf that's filled with even more. The actual space where blood is drawn is, thankfully, sterile and clean. Though he's decorated with demons demanding blood for food

There's a temp controlled room where the blood is stored, with a red door and the words "Blood Pool" written in menacing barely legible font

Despite the…interesting decor, the room is homely and, surprisingly, welcoming. A-Yuan at least is having a very fun time getting a tour

Wwx patiently answers all of A-Yuan’s questions, even the endless why's, with utmost sincerity, even when his answers are purely nonsense.

Lwj can't stop the fond smile from lifting the corner of his lips. A-Yuan had never warmed up to a medical professional so fast.

He's pulled from his musings when A-Yuan grabs his sleeve: Baba! Blood-gege says this machine makes blood spin around!

Wwx burst out laughing: Blood-gege? I love it!

Lwj is enchanted, head repeating those last 3 words again and again as wwx fondly ruffles A-Yuan's fluffy hair

Wwx: alright, now that you're familiar with my beauty Chenqing (referring to his bloody spinny machine lwj does not want to think about), shall we get down to business?

He says this with his bright dark eyes glittering at LWJ. Right. The blood donating part.

Lwj gulps, nodding. A prisoner walking up to the gallows.

TBC

(If you're interested, I'm probably going to continue at least up to the end of the first part before i just make it into one long fic! You can follow it on my twitter!)

#i tried the threadfic thing on twitter and im finding it hard to get any engagement there and i think this au is cute okay #and i cant write it until a couple weeks from now so im just gonna share it here #call me wwx the way im shameless with my self promotion #hehe #bushy writing #mdzs #wangxian #mdzs fanfiction #mo dao zu shi #if the formatting looks dumb its cause im copying and pasting from shitter djfksh i dont actually write like this i just wanna share this o #anyways someone tell me how twitter fandoms work why are they so hardddd #from what i've seen the writing mdzs fandom is most active on there but i cannot understand how to get recognition there #to be fair i've always been a tumblr girlie and never posted much on my twitter besides retweeting art anyways #but i want validation for my writing T___T #also threadfics are a challenge of themselves and i admire writers who have the patience to deal with them because i am very much losing #mine like what do you do about all the typos and the mistakes and just ahhhhhhhhh #also i think its because im joining in the middle of twitter's mass exodus but idk where else to go #anyways

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losers playing ttrpgs... losers playing ttrpgs save me...

mike is running a multi-year homebrew ttrpg campaign that is basically just a combination of any rulebook the losers can get their hands on + anything they come up with. i know it to be true. the campaign started as a call of cuthulu campaign but it is now a terrifying mix of call of cuthulu, dungeons & dragons, and cyberpunk with elements from a dozen other games including star wars: the roleplaying game, warhammer, harnmaster and somehow alma mater(??? idk how. but i know this happened). richie was like. "mike man, i love you forever, you're great at this. but why don't i have magic powers?" and he pointed at ben's collection of d&d rulebooks he'd been browsing through and he sounded so earnest and excited that mike knew in that moment he was going to sacrifice the integrity of his cool mystery campaign so richie could cast vicious mockery (99% sure vicious mockery didn't exist yet... don't quote me on that but it doesn't matter because the idea of richie using it constantly is hilarious)

they've all been playing the same characters for years and they keep convincing mike to add more stuff so they're all like super powerful and mike keeps having to come up with more and more powerful enemies.

mike's dice collection is so so so cool he has so many dice, and whenever he introduces a new important character he goes out and gets dice that fit their theme and it is such a moneysink but it's worth it because ooooh pretty dice

after four occasions where the losers decided to adopt a random npc mike hadn't planned anything for, mike has started planning every single npc out down to the specifics of their childhood education. he has endless character sheets hanging out in his room with characters he's created that populate his game world.

okay hanbrough agenda time: bill is the most oblivious guy in the entire world. i know this. (he is the guy who looks at brokeback mountain and goes "what do you mean it was gay? why can't men be friends anymore?" this is based on that one passage at the beginning of the book where he goes on one of those "why can't the curtains just be blue because they're fucking blue" rants lol. he does not know what media literacy is. to me) and mike is. increasingly frustrated and feels like he's losing his mind. he is like head in hands because he asked bill to go to prom with him and bill was like "yeah sure man! sounds great, you're my bestie forever!", and he has no idea what to do, because how is this man this dense, so he just starts having all of his NPCs fall head over heels for bill's character and flirt like madmen. it is painful for everyone involved. except bill. who still has no idea what is going on. that is a very unfortunate month.

mike and ben hang out a lot and ben helps mike brainstorm for the campaign so ben has all this insider knowledge and mike will just look at him before something insane happens in the campaign. they'll like make eye contact and ben will be like holy shit holy shit holy shit :0 and mike just drops some insane new lore. it's very special to me.

#i know it might be like. why isn't ben or bill GM? they're the writers!#but like. idk it just fits. watching mike in it chapter 2 gave me so much unhinged GM energy #that man can spin a TALE. i know it. i also know he can improvise like crazy #they finish a session and he's like. btw guys everything after like the first hour was improvised i hope it didn't feel to awkward #and the losers are like... wdym you didn't perfectly plan all of that?????#bill could not run a campaign to save his life. he does not know what chekhov's gun is. he does not know what nuance is.#he would be trying to run a campaign and the losers would do ANYTHING even slightly off the hyperspecific plan he made #and he'd start trying to railroad everyone and everyones just getting increasingly stressed #basically it would be a bad time #that man can't do improv i know it in my heart #ben on the other hand is a massive ttrpg nerd and has run multiple one shots with the losers #he's not big into long campaigns like mike is but he loves coming up with new campaign ideas #he also collects ttrpg rulebooks and is always looking for weird ones to try out with his friends <3 #they all have so much fun doing character creation with ben too. it's great.#i'm not done with this btw. i have so much more to say #i love ttrpgs and a party is the highest level of friendship. this is true #my high school best friends were literally just my d&d party #and cyberpunk (the ttrpg) is how i made friends in college lol #posts afflicted with a strange sickness #it stephen king #it 2019 #it 2017 #mike hanlon #bill denbrough #ben hanscom #hanbrough #richie tozier

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