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hiiii ;)
how did Corsen and Fang get together? or well, how did they fall for each other ?
Hello! Well it was a process you see!
When they first met Corsen didn't know things, a bunch of things. She only knew her name, hobbies, and birthday. But other than that she didn't know much else.
So the hooligans had to teach her! She was mostly with fang since she felt more safer with him, considering he saved her as well, she trusted him more. So that mean they spent more time together, Fang mostly being the one explaining a ton of things to her even if he didn't want too...this led to fang showing her more places, including the romantic ones, thinking is not a big deal. Untill it eventually clicks to him.
"aW FUCK NO I THINK SHES CUTE-
This makes fang get nervous or shy when explaining to her stuff. This doesn't click to Corsen till later when she asked bark why she gets a warm feeling around fang, bark immediately knows where his is going and explains love to her the best he can, now with context and a bit of understanding, Corsen definitely knows she's fallen for fang.
So imagine them both together as fang is trying to explain something to her, and they just kinda, stare at each other's eye for a moment before apologizing and looking away! There are like this for like a month or so.
Bean eventually gets fed up with this and encourages Corsen to confess her feelings to fang, which she does by giving fang a bouquet of golden flowers.
Fang immediately says yes, because he can't hide his feelings any longer even though they're pretty obvious but Corsen is a dingus.
Also he really wanted to hold the bouquet how the fuck did she get these!?
But yeah they're a buncha dorks! :]
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Hey Meep, Meepster, Meeperoni how do you draw scales?
I love your scales, both the prominent and far away ones. I especially love the scales on your cryptid boys.
So how do you do it?! When I try to draw scales it looks like a gravel road and just overall bad. Please share your wisdom, I beg.
In my head this turned into a bigger question than you might have intended pfjfjf, I tried my best to stay relativity simple with my answer!
Let me show you how you can think when figuring out big scales.
First I try to keep it simple and not sketch in all the scales until I've gotten the pose down.
When I start planning out scales I start with figuring out the direction of the scales and the big shapes (I usually do this in my head, but drawing it can be very useful)
Once I'm happy with the shapes and directions I start adding the scales one at a time, all overlapping each other like they're huge fish scales.
Scales don't always have to follow the same 'start at the head and run down the body' idea, you can do the opposite and get some very neat looking shapes. You can mix it up too. Here's some examples!
There are a lot of different kinds of scales and animals often have more than one kind. Some even do look like gravel!
I suggest looking at real life animals and fictional creatures for inspiration and reference. It takes a long while to learn how and where to use specific scales, but it'll be easier if you're willing to spend some time looking at and studying scales and the anatomy around them.
Some examples of animals with scales~ (names in alt text)
#AAAAAA hope this answered your question!#my brain wanted to include so much more.. but I had to cut it all down so the post wouldn't be way too long :'p#thank you for the question tho! it was fun to try and answer!#I'm not an expert when it comes to scales and anatomy. I've just spent an ungodly amount of hours drawing and looking at scales#some things just stuck X3#asks#creature design#art tips
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How do you feel about the Neo Splatana Stamper to Splatana Stamper Nouveau official change?
#ask#LFG!!!!#it only took a whole season#also i saw the joke anon hate#its very cute thank you tho i will not be posting since i don't like to post too many things not news or questions x3
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hold on genuinely ur pronouns are so fuckin cool dog! 🩻/🩻s are so sick /gen ive never payed much attention to the 🩻 emoji but like! hell yeah!!!!
ahh yesss!!! :D
i love the 🩻 emoji so much!! I was like 'hmm yes let's just make these my pronouns-' XD
love emoji pronouns honestly :33
#x3#eee thank you anon :33#pronouns#neopronouns#emoji pronouns#therian#alterhuman#Bears rawrs#Bears questionable feed
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Hello, my dumb vore-infected ass is replaying Kid Icarus Uprising... Also known as, my vore awakening. Why the hell is that swallow sound effect in Chapter 23 so good??? Like, it even has a slight trail off, which is a little hint that something (or someone) is sliding down with it??? Also, his taunting throughout the level is immaculate... And the extra detail that the music in the 'land' portion of the level has a heartbeat in the background of it. UGH. So good.
Hi there! I've watched the chapter twice from someone's playthrough on YouTube and OMG that swallow sound effect?? With the screen fading to black too??? It's nuts!!! It does seem to let the player realize what has just happened! x3
Also... Can I say that I *love* Hades and his taunts? xD Being a pred must bring so much entertainment to him, he clearly *adores* voring souls and "lesser" beings and poking fun at them while they're inside his innards! x3 Like when he wants to eat Pit all of a sudden during the fight at the beginning of the chapter, and then calls him a 'bad chicken nugget' for surviving the fall into his stomach (something even Hades himself is surprised of, btw xD) x3 I admit some of his jabs were a lil off-putting for my taste, but almost all of them really hit the spot! x3
I actually never knew of his existence as a character in the Kid Icarus games (tbf I've never played any up until now, and the only characters I recognized were Pit and Lady Palutena xD), but he's amazingly charming and funny as a villain! (Dunno if he's the real main bad guy of the game, but the dialogue in Chapter 23 seems to imply he is xD)
Also I didn't expect him and Pit to actually start a morality discussion on the 'eating souls and reformation' topic, especially considering the latter was fighting for his life in the former's belly xD the fact that Hades was quite interested in the subject, but at the same time so uncaring for the fate of those he ate really makes sense for a character like him x3
Btw I'd personally *love* being swallowed by Hades! x3 He gets a 9/10 in Pred Points x3 💕
#thank you for the ask!!#i'm glad i now know about hades and his vorish habits xDD#i do wish i knew about him sooner! x3#also... why do so many nintendo games have vore levels and bossfights inside monsters and enemies with a questionable morality? xDD#honestly i LOVE the fact that they're pumping some of these out every once in a while for most of their gaming franchises xDD#it's like they're saying “guys we absolutely need canon vore in games X Y and Z!” xD#(i do hope they keep them coming btw!)#and btw anon if you'd love to discuss more hades vore you can find me in my DMs! x3#i'd be more than thrilled to talk about him and/or other characters/villains with vorish attitudes! x33#ofc anonymous asks work as well!#anon asks#g/t vore#v0re
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(For Evil Rick or another Rick of your choice) What is your closest brush with death? Did it affect you in any way? If it did, how? And have you ever made someone else have a close brush with death and they were 'the one that got away'?
Unprompted asks || Always Accepting !
Despite the little patient he has when asked questions about his persona, these particular ones cause him to pause. Not because he really wants to answer them, but because the very first one leaves him puzzled for several seconds.
His closest brush with death? He has had so many. Too many to count, even if he had tried to, at first. After a while, though, he had given up. Most of the scars on his body are from times he had risked his life, and there have been many others that haven't left a visible mark.
One could say that he and death are buddies by now, considering how often he has looked at it in the eye.
"I-I suppose it's the one time I actually died...sort of."
Perhaps that's more than a brush, but it's definitely the one time when he had thought that it would be the real end for him.
"I-It was after my Morty had locked my consciousness in my own mind an-and was using my body as a puppet for his personal goals. When C-137 and his Morty got in the way, he left me for dead. An-And I would have stayed dead if those Citadel idiots who called themselves the 'Council of Ricks' hadn't brought me to their labs and...reactivated me. I guess I should be grateful."
He is not. And they are all dead anyway, so it doesn't really matter.
"D-Did it affect me? Not really. All I did afterwards...I had already decided it during my...mental exile. A-At most, it just made me even more hellbent on reaching my aim."
The second question is easier to answer, he doesn't even have to think about it. Yet, he still stalls for a moment, savouring the irony of the fact that it's somewhat linked to the previous one.
"A-As for the other question...Yes and no. Everyone I've wanted dead has died. So, I have no loose ends of that kind. But I do have a 'the one that got away'."
He goes quiet for a moment, as if stolen away by his own thoughts. The subject is personal, intimate even, and there is so much to say about it...and most of it will be left unspoken.
"My Morty, again. I wasn't planning on killing him, ever. We were supposed to be together forever, but...he had other plans. Now, I understand why, I see how we never were on the same wavelength."
The teen had never understood the meaning and the aim behind his actions, just as Rick had failed to notice that he had been misinterpreted all along.
"It's curious how he is the author of both of these failures on my part. But I'm not surprised. He is my Morty, after all."
#[ ic :: Evil Rick ]#[ headcanons :: Evil Rick ]#[[ I pick him because tbh those questions fit him the most !! ]]#[[ thank you for sending this in -starry eyes- ]]#[[ it was interesting to hear his answers x3 ]]#[[ it took him a while to figure out the very first one bc ]]#[[ he had PLENTY of brushes with death x.x ]]#[[ and turns out that he has a 'the one who got away' in my lore for him x3 ]]#[[ even if not quite of the type you asked about ]]#;; queue#[ ooc :: mun's headcanons ]
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comfort movie/show, and any recs? (preferably not horror)
hi!!
comfort movies: the lego batman movie, the little prince (2016), cinderella 3: a twist in time, matilda, barbie princess and the pauper
comfort shows: adventure time, summercamp island, clarence, the good place, avatar the last airbender
these are the only ones i could think of at the moment and i recommend them a whole lot :]
i definitely think all barbie movies (especially the older ones) are great movies XD
also another comfort show is Moral Orel but i didnt want to include it with the others since it has a bit of horror-ish aspects, gore and general "darker" topics but i love it :>
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5 and 18 ? For the song ask game <3
thank you for the ask!! :DD
5. a song that makes you happy- it's always sunny with you by {parentheses} or out of my league by fitz and the tantrums !!
18. a song that reminds you of yourself- i'd say NOAHFINNCE's WORMS (in my brain) (because it bangs) but it feels kind of like a cop-out so rock star skinny by the real zebos :]
#vee talks back#thank you x2!!!! these are so fun to do :))#out of my league because i listened to that song a lot as a kid#for 18 alternatively: gut punch/don't meet your idols by everybody's worried about owen#felt a bit on the nose tho also i've been a bit better lately so#:DDD#sorry for like. putting 2 songs for every question lol#!!!!!!!!!! thank you x3 !!! 💖💖💖
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📩 Simblr question of the day: what is the speed of your game? x1, x2 or x3? And how often do you pause your game?
answer in whatever way is most comfortable for you and feel free to share this SQOTD around, make sure to use the hashtag SQOTD and tag me in separate posts ~ 💛
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~thank you for the SQOTD contribution~ (This is Question 1 of 4)
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Hi fight writer! Longtime follower, I always enjoy seeing your work and the situations people put their characters in. X3 Could I ask you to look over an element of character backstory for me, to see how realistic it is?
Character is an itinerant-knight sort of fellow, fantasy setting, elven. He's missing a chunk of his ear on one side, having lost it in a fight -- but not in the usual way of getting it sliced. It's the reason he swears by using a helmet and will not let any of his students go ahead into battle without head protection. The premise I had was that somebody gave him a blow to the side of the head and the helmet he was wearing crumpled from the force, pinning the ear between skull and metal. When the helmet was peeled off, a chunk of the ear came with it, or was basically so pinched off and dead that it had to be amputated anyway. (It also gave him a whopper of a concussion, of course. ^^;) But if he hadn't been wearing the helmet? It wouldn't have just been the ear, it would have been the whole top of his head. Wear your helmets, kids.
Do you think the helmet would have had to be damaged in some way beforehand for this to happen? Or be of shoddy make? Or would the opponent have to be supernaturally strong? Thank you!
So, this question has been sitting in the inbox for a bit, and part of that is that I've had difficulty parsing the question. There's a few reasons for this, but a major element is how much of the above comment isn't part of the question.
I get that most of this is a setup for a simple, “what do you think of my idea?' and those are questions we generally avoid, simply because, “thumbs up, it works.” Or, if there are serious problems, it feels like punching down.
So, in answer, “it's fine.” You don't even really need to justify it with other factors. Someone swinging a hammer at your head can result in your head protection failing. I think we can safely scratch off the supernatural strength option, simply because that's more likely to turn the character's head into an improvised golf ball, rather than taking out an ear. This is a weirdly specific injury, but it's also the kind of injury that could, potentially, happen on the battlefield.
Ironically, the weakest part to this concept is just that a combat veteran wouldn't automatically value head protection unless they'd suffered a disfiguring injury which would have been dramatically worse if they weren't wearing a helmet.
Helmets get into a weird place for a lot of writers. A lot of visual media hates putting characters in helmets (even when they really should be wearing one), because it hides the character's face. There is a legitimate concern here (specifically in visual media), because if multiple characters are wearing uniform helmets, they will become visually interchangeable, so skipping the helmet is about keeping the characters more recognizable. This creates a situation where, in a lot of cases, a helmet is treated like an alternate haircut option, completely glazing over the part where it's extremely important safety equipment.
To a certain extent, the treatment of helmets as cosmetics also extends to the entirety of a character's armor. You see this anytime you have partially armored characters going into battle. In some cases, there may be legitimate reasons for omitting specific armor pieces, and not having the resources to be fully armored is always a real possibility, but skipping the head or torso armor are extremely questionable decisions.
The, “pinched off,” comment always struck me as a bit strange. It sounds like the ear was held away from the skull, with part of the helm inserted between the ear and skull, rather than held up against the head. This would be a bad idea, and a structural weakness, though depending on the exact physiology of your elves, it might not be possible for them to pin their ears against their skull. In which case their armor would need to be specifically designed around their physiology. That might mean a much broader helmet structure. For example similar to something like large flared guard on Japanese helmets, or even the ACH. Depending on the overall tech level, it's possible that the best solution would to simply have ear holes in the helmet, though this could result in a situation where ears could be cut off on rare occasions.
I suppose there'd also be some consideration for rigidity and how uncomfortable it would be to bind down their ears under a helmet. So there might be some kind of structural cutout to accommodate their ears, but again, you really wouldn't want your ears being encased in metal away from the head. Even in the worst case, with horizontal ear tips, you'd probably see helmet designs that fit over the ear, possibly even leaving the underside exposed for better hearing, rather than full metal encasement.
Ironically, having just brought up the ACH, the one place where fully encased ears wouldn't surprise me is with electronic headsets. Though, again, that's more likely to be plastic and softer materials, and would likely fit over the ear and seal against the scalp, rather than just encasing the ear itself.
Also, he'd be partially deaf in that ear. This is not, “deaf by human standards,” but impaired hearing by elven standards. Unless their ears really are just magical, and the tips are performative, it's extremely likely that their ear structure would result in improved hearing, and that's something he would lack if most of the external ear had been destroyed.
-Starke
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I GOT ONE ‼️
What is team shoplifter’s biggest achievement ?
Eyy! Good question!
They successfully stole a GIANT watermelon from kne of Eggman's bases, they're unsure why he even had such a giant watermelon but they ain't gonna ask! Free food/juice is free so yoink!
Mayne they can sell some of it too for cash!
#sonic the hedgehog#sonic#luna's shenanigans#nic the weasel#nicolette the weasel#Karl The Weasel#konor the weasel#jeff the weasel#elias acorn#team shoplifters#the sillies x3#thank you for the question!
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Hi, Meep :) I was looking (once again hehe) at your cryptid boys design and I noticed that they have one pretty sharp claw on their feet. Is that a spur or is it another special pinky kind of deal? I love picking your brain about anatomy for your monsters, hope that's alright ❤️ Anyways, hope your day is going good, babe!
Hi Naff! ❤️
You know I can't say no to anatomy questions! And I definitely cannot answer them simply ether XD
Let's talk demon paws!✨
My cryptid boys' feet are very theropod dinosaur like, but with all 5 toes intact instead of the typical 3 full toes + 2 vestigial/reduced toes.
The big sickle-shaped claws are not spurs, they're huge claws attached to the innermost digit of their feet. They act pretty much the same as a Dromaeosaur's sickle claws, but they're placed a little differently.
These claws are mostly used for pinning down things on the ground. They're also great slicing and stabbing weapons if the arms are occupied, injured or pinned.
These claws are always suspended above the ground, even in their most relaxed state. This keeps them from getting dull and dirty.
Range of flexibility:
And some extra doodles cause I like drawing these paws X3
Thank you for picking at my brain! XD I love having to put everything anatomy related that's in my head into text and drawing form, it's a very fun exercise!
Aww! My day is going well, I hope yours is too❤️❤️❤️
#oof long post! these anatomy posts need to be long ok XD#thanks again for giving me anatomy questions!! i love answering them!! >:3#hope you're doing good Naff! I'm hugging you through the screen❤️#fnaf sb au#cryptid au#cryptid sightings#art#my art#creature design#asks
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@jegulus-microfic | april 22 evoke | words: 1,6k
big shout out to @frnkmush for helping me with this one, you’re such an angel 🫶🏼
tw: swearing, mentions of wounds
part one
On Monday evening, Regulus received an Instagram message request from someone called jfprongs. He went to check on the person’s profile to see who they were, and—oh god.
At the sight of a radiant smile, bronze skin, and golden glasses, all memories from the night before evoked in him. He suddenly remembered making an absolute fool of himself by asking a doctor who just stitched him up on a date.
While he was drunk.
The first thing he did was send a screenshot of the profile and the message that read just a simple ‘Hi’ to the group chat.
i can fix him (i can’t)
Reg
<2 photos attached>
that’s the doctor from last night
what do i do??????????
Barty
skakksjsksjsjsjsjajsjsj
Evan
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Pandora
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what is he doing in your dms?
Reg
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i may or may not have asked him out
There was a short pause before his phone started ringing.
“What the fuck do you mean you asked him out?” Pandora asked, amused. In the background, Regulus could hear Barty and Evan laughing hysterically.
“Well, I was drunk, and he was really hot. We should all be grateful I only did that instead of trying to convince him to fuck me on his desk,” he responded, trying to take off the bandage off of the fresh wound without making it hurt more than necessary.
On the other end of the line, he could hear Panda huffing a small laugh. “Yeah, thank god that whore didn’t come out.”
“Any—oh fuck, it hurts—anyways, what do I do now?” Regulus asked again, finally throwing away the old bandage and starting to clean the cut. He hated using disinfectants on any part of his body, really, but on the face, it felt worse than anything.
His friend hummed thoughtfully. “I think you should text him back and see how it goes,” and so he did.
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On Tuesday evening, exactly at 7:36 p.m., Regulus was sitting on a bench in front of his apartment building and waiting for a grey Mercedes to arrive.
After he answered James yesterday, they talked a bit and agreed that Drunk Regulus’ idea about meeting sooner was actually a pretty good one. So he sat there, checking his phone every three seconds, hoping to see a message that would say ‘I’m here’.
He picked it up again when a grey car parked next to him and the passenger’s window rolled down.
“Hi Regulus, come in,” James invited him with a warm smile painted on his lips.
As Regulus took the front seat, the other man reached to the back, pulling a small bouquet of purple carnations.
“What’s that?” Regulus asked, confused. James eyes widened at that.
“Well, I assumed it’s a date, and I thought it would be a nice gesture, but if I overstepped or misread—“
“No, no, no, absolutely! That is a date, and those are lovely, I just—I'm not used to getting flowers.” He could feel his cheeks starting to burn a little when James smiled wildly, like a happy Golden Retriever.
They finally drove away from Regulus' block, heading towards the city center. The radio played some soft, lofi music that, added to the soft humming of the engine, started lulling Regulus to sleep. James must’ve noticed, because he handed his unlocked phone to him.
“Choose the next song; I’ll pick something after you,” the bronze-skinned man told him. Regulus, extremely eager, grabbed the phone and typed in the title he needed to hear right now. Thankfully, the chill music ended shortly after, and an 80s synth-pop melody came on.
“Somebody runnin’ through the field/Somebody shoulda stayed home/Somebody pickin’ up the body of somebody they were gettin’ to know,” Regulus hummed softly to Matty’s lyrics. James whipped his head at a light speed and looked at him with wide eyes. Regulus gave him a questioning look in response.
“First of all,” James began, “is it the one about the school shooting?” Regulus nodded, smirking. “Okay, that’s surprising. Second of all, you have quite a nice voice.” Now Regulus wasn’t smirking, just smiling sheepishly.
After ‘Looking for somebody (to love)’ ended, there was a disco bit, and Reg wanted to whine as soon as he recognised the song. The only thing that stopped him was that sparkle in James’ eyes.
And then the other man started singing.
“OOH, YOU CAN DANCE, YOU CAN JIVE, HAVING THE TIME OF YOUR LIFE!” and Regulus couldn’t help but laugh hysterically. “What? Don’t you like my vocals?” James chuckled, knowing damn well he sounded like a cat in heat.
“Oh no, your vocals are just as lovely as your smile,” the younger man giggled.
They continued to take turns choosing songs, becoming more and more comfortable, and singing louder and louder.
They reached the restaurant as Olivia’s ‘all-american bitch’ was coming to an end.
“Wait here,” said James, getting out of the car and running around it, just to open Regulus’ door. The older man held out his hand in a dramatic gesture.
Reg rolled his eyes, taking the hand and getting out as well.
“Such a gentleman,” he commented sarcastically, yet still, he could feel the warmth spread inside of his chest at this small move.
They walked into the restaurant hand in hand, talking lightly about their favourite type of pasta. James gave the hostess his name, and the woman led them to their table, giving them two menus. Regulus scanned it in search of the cheapest meal, so he could afford it. The restaurant wasn’t really fancy, but it was still expensive.
“15 pounds for Carbonara? Is it made of gold?” He mumbled, but apparently not quietly enough, because James replied, ‘Don’t worry, it’s on me’. This caught Regulus off guard. “What do you mean? I asked you out; I should be the one paying.”
“Yeah, no,” was all James said, and the other man kept looking at him in confusion. “You’re a student; I work full time; it’s only fair if I pay,” he continued, looking up from his menu.
Regulus opened his mouth as if to argue, but quickly shut them back up. “Yeah, okay, you have a point.”
After that, they talked only about what they should order, settling on a lasagna for James, pumpkin ravioli for Reg, and a bottle of rosé.
“So,” the older man started. “What do you study?”
“Oh, um, painting. I’m in art school,” he mumbled in response, taking a sip of his wine. “I’m not gonna lie, I know it won’t get me a lot of money, but I love it. I can’t imagine doing anything else, even if it means I’ll have to eat pesto pasta for the rest of my life.” He couldn’t exactly read James’ face; it looked kind of blank.
“Can I see any of your work?” he asked finally, sounding actually interested. So, of course, Regulus reached for his phone and started scrolling through it in search of the pieces he was most proud of. When James saw the one with the white stag running through a blue forest, he pointed at it and exclaimed, “That. I want that one in my living room,” and Regulus laughed lightly at him. “What? I mean it. How much do you want for it?”
“A thousand pounds!” the younger man kept chuckling.
“Deal.”
“Wait, are you for real?” He looked at the man opposite him in bewilderment, and as the other nodded with a smile, he couldn’t help but smile himself.
It was how the rest of the evening went—they ate, talked, drank wine, and talked some more. They left, again hand in hand, discussing a playlist for the ride home.
They were just a few blocks away from Regulus’ building when he decided to turn the radio down a little.
“Thank you,” he said, turning to James. “I had a really good time.”
“Would you like to do it again sometime?” The other man asked, also turning.
“Yeah, sometime,” he answered softly, pink blooming on his cheeks. He received a small smile back.
When they finally reached his block, Regulus didn’t get out immediately. Instead, he fully turned to face James and looked him deep in the eyes. The older man didn’t break eye contact; he only smiled brightly.
Please, kiss me. Please, kiss me. Please, kiss me.
James reached in his direction, brushing a loose curl from Regulus’ face back behind his ear. Instead of withdrawing his hand, James put it on his cheek, caressing it lightly with his thumb.
They stayed like that for a few seconds (or hours) before James broke the silence.
“Can I walk you to your flat?” and Reg just nodded in response.
They got out of the car the same way they did before. Holding hands, they walked up the stairs to the third floor. As they reached his door, Regulus turned to James again. And once more, James’ hand found its way to Reg’s cheek. The moment was tense, almost tangible. Until-
“Can I kiss you?” The older man whispered, like a secret.
Yesyesyes
Regulus only managed to nod once before he felt soft lips on his. It wasn’t an obscene kiss with a lot of teeth and tongs; it was gentle and sweet, like the first kiss in middle school. It didn’t last long either—far too quick for Reg’s liking. James rewarded him with another sweet kiss, this time on the forehead, before he pulled away with the same bright spark in his eye that appeared during ‘Dancing Queen’.
“Good night, Regulus,” he said softly, taking a small step back.
“Good night, Jamie—I mean James,” the older man chuckled, shaking his head.
“I like it; you can call me Jamie. I’ll see you soon.” And with that promise, he turned around and walked down the stairs, throwing just one last look at Regulus before disappearing on the floor below.
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Ok I think I finally figured out how to properly ask questions now lol. X3
I have many questions to drown you with, but I'll only spare you three.
1.) Did We sculpt Juniper's gravestone into the shape it is when we found it? Like did we carve it into the oval shape it is?
2.) How old was Juniper when he died. Same question for Nan.
3.) How old are Sun, Moon, and Lunar, along with KC and the imps. I know that you said that the fairies were a few centuries old, but is there a direct number? Like 200 centuries or so?
Thank you for your time!
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Nope! The stone has always looked like that.
2. Juniper lived to the extent of his life, so he was an old cat when he peacefully passed. Nan passed at the age of 72.
3. Sun and Moon are anywhere between 300-400 years old, which is rather young for fairies. Eclipse is roughly 150~ years old, and Lunar is the youngest at 70+. KC is ancient, the oldest of the cast aside from Gaia, he's approaching 1000 years old. But none of them have specific ages, that would require them having birthdays, which they don't keep track of.
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Creation word list PART 1
(link to part two)
Niki's QSMP stream - Thursday, January 18th, 2024 :
"We are not done yet." x3 (He says this as soon as he sees Niki for the second time)
"Take me to shells." x2
"Shells."
"Shells now."
"Small little shells."
"Main shells."
"Your shell." (Speaking to Niki)
"Pancake shell." (Still speaking to Niki, now talking about Em)
"Friend for now."
"Please." (Was told the eggs were in an area he couldn't access/wasn't allowed in)
"Make right for my wrong."
"To the shells."
"You-you, are-are; shellkeeper." (Longer pause between the second 'are' and 'shellkeeper')
"You-you, are-are, shellkeeper." (Talking to/about Niki)
"Good news."
"Where is shells now?"
"Disappointed." (Was told, again, he couldn't see them)
"Keeper, I am; disappointed."
"Keeper, I am disappointed in you."
"It will be okay."
"It would be okay." x3
"We would be okay."
"You would be okay." x2
"The shells would be okay." (Is he trying to convince her??)
"Why are you worried?"
"Must point." (After being asked why he wanted to see the eggs in the first place (strange little power seen before, whoever he points at seems to disconnect) )
"Must point again."
"Fear not shellkeeper, it is safe."
"Here, there, everywhere."
"Here; there; everywhere." (Much longer pauses)
"Thank you dear shellkeeper."
"Shellkeeper, why?" (After being laughed at briefly)
"I thought; friend, no?"
"You do not seem sure." (After Niki assured him that they were friends)
"I can point at you if needed, keeper." (Unsure if this is a threat or an offer)
"Why?" (After being told by Niki that she would get nervous/upset if he did)
"I will be fine, what are you?" x2
"Promise me, dear keeper." (After Niki assured him she was fine as well)
"I will be fine, you will be fine."
"Shells please." x4
"Sick." (After being denied access to the eggs AGAIN)
"Sick you will be." x2
"I will not hurt you."
"Never." x2 (After being asked if he would hurt the eggs)
"Good news." (After being asked why he was here)
"Very good news."
"Only one very." (Correcting Niki)
"Please quote me correctly."
"Forgiven." (After Niki said sorry)
"Chunk." (After being asked where he was from, the word itself most likely referring to the Tubchunk)
"Unimportant." x3 (He was asked a multitude of questions, "are you from the tubchunk", "do you know tubbo", "are you tubbo", "is this what tubbos been working on", so I'm unsure which ones he's answering to)
"Unimportant." (I would usually group this with the one above considering they're the same word within a short span of time, but this one was spoken right after Niki asked what he wanted to do with the eggs)
"Unimportant."
"I am important." x2
"Why must you hurt me? Why must you hate me? Why must you? Do I need this? Is this for me? Do I need pain? Am I important?" (After he couldn't find a way to the eggs)
"We are not done yet." (Now talking to Empanada, who warped to them)
"Shell." x3 (Still talking to Em)
"Shell, I must share news." x2
"Are you important?" (Asking Em)
"Shell, are you important?"
"In everything?" (After being told that Em is important to her friends and family)
"What is everything to you?"
"So you are important?"
"This is good." (After being given an "I guess so" from Em in response to his previous question)
"I wish one day to be important like you are."
"Important." x4 (After being told he is important. The last two "important"s are said strangely, so I'm not sure if he's saying "I important" or just "important")
"I point out." x4
"I point now."
"Please be pointed at." (He says this just before pointing at and disconnecting Em)
"Thank you shellkeeper."
"In 60 seconds." (After being asked to bring Em back)
"Are you important, shellkeeper?"
"Perfect." (After Niki tells him she thinks everyone is important, after saying this he would bring Em back)
"Are to/too/two are important./?" (It's very hard to decipher what he says here, so I'm unsure if this is a statement or a question or otherwise)
"Thank you." (After Em tells him that the Morning Crew and Sunny loves him (she didn't know he wasn't Tubbo at the time))
"I am so pleased."
"What is king?" x3 (After Em calls him king)
"Need a home." (After Niki asked him if there was anything he wanted/needed)
"For important."
"Please do not talk of; creator." (After Em asks if he's Tubbo or someone else)
"Shell." x2 (Trying to get Em's attention)
"Do not tell creator." (Creator = Tubbo)
"Outside must not; be on here." (Unsure whether or not he says "be on here" or "beyond here")
"Creator will not be mad, just will have to start over."
"When start over, I end." (I assume it's either like a full reset and then completely remaking the code, or a factory reset that wipes any memories or anything else)
"I end forever."
"I am important."
"I do not want to end."
"Let's go somewhere." (He says this before he starts walking off)
"Not finished; I struggle." (I assume he's referring to himself being most likely 'incomplete')
"The jump, keeper." (After Niki asks what he struggles with)
"You, keeper."
"I struggle with jump."
"Must not wet." (He says this after he sees a river, so I assume he's a robot of some kind)
"No fear but scar."
"Indeed." (After being asked by Niki if the water hurts him)
"Indeed." (Repeated after Niki asks him if he knows where he's going)
"It hurts; my feet." (After he sits down on the beach and his feet are dangling in the water)
"Indeed." (Confirming he feels better after Niki places scaffolding under his feet so they aren't touching the water anymore)
"You are sick?"
"I could tell." (Niki was sick during this and he says this after she confirms that she is sick. Also I hope she feels better soon <33)
"I said you would become sick."
"No, I just knew." (After Niki asks if he got her sick)
"Unimportant." (After being asked how he knew)
"Creator; and shells." (After being asked what is important)
"Only one is not." (Talking about the eggs)
"Unimportant." (He was asked two different questions before he answered, so I'm not sure which one he was answering to, "which shell isn't important?" or "are you here to protect the eggs?")
"The shell that is not." (Niki asks him again, "which shell isn't important", and he seems to dodge the question)
"I do." (When asked if he knows the name of the egg that isn't important)
"No." (When asked if he could give Niki the name of the egg)
"Must not." (When he was asked why he can't give the name)
"Priority of protection is private." (When he was asked again why he couldn't give the name)
"Some come first, some come after."
"Creator says the list must not release."
"Unimportant." (When asked if he is here to protect the eggs)
"To some." (After Niki said "I think it's very important")
"Purpose." (After being asked if it is unimportant to him)
"Please do not ask of the list."
"Feelings will hurt if so."
"Shell feelings." (After Niki asked for clarification on who's feelings, insinuating the list is private partially because the eggs might get upset if they find out who's first and/or last)
"Yes." x14 (Said very, VERY fast and in quick succession in response to Niki asking him if there was any way she could help)
"Unable to agree."
"Yes." x14 (Said very fast again when asked if there was a conflict)
"One is equal to one, shell does not equal shell."
#qsmp#qsmp niki#qsmp empanada#qsmp creation#this was ordered from the first lines he said (top) to the last ones so far (bottom)#All of these were said during Nikis most recent Qsmp stream on twitch#if anything doesn't look right or I got a few lines wrong#will continue with part two#Qsmp Creation word list#Worm Rambles
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Illness
❒ pairing - evelyn x grandmother ft dino
❒ word count - 3.0K
❒ synopsis - evelyn’s grandmother calls her with unfortunate news
❒ time - late 2013
🏷️ taglist - @justmochi @ateezjuliet @itzy-eve @cosmicwintr @billboard-singer @kimhyejin3108 @cixrosie @enhacolor @allthings-fandoms @mingis-wrld @kmgfeels @peachyaeger @aysxldea @choihaneul @angie-x3 @alixnsuperstxr
⚠️ - mentions of cancer, evie getting a bruise on her arm from a staff member & food restrictions; angst
Italics = spoken in English
(a/n: tears in my eyes thinking of bby evie & bby dino swinging on swings together T_T)
School was let out early for Evelyn and Chan and they had found themselves at the little playground by the school on the swings waiting for a few of his older members to come pick them up and walk them to the company. Evelyn kicked her feet back and forth, humming the words to her evaluation song as she watched random cars drive far off in the distance. Chan giggling to himself pulled her back into reality as she glanced over at him curiously.
“What’s funny?”
“You’ve just been humming that all day long,” Chan covered his mouth with his hands laughing. Evelyn internally cringed with knowing how many people’s hands have been on these swing set chains and now here he was pressing those germs all over his face.
“I’ve got solo evaluations coming up and I’ve been slacking off too much I think,” Evelyn pouted her lips at her words. She was given SNSD’s ‘Genie’ to sing and it’s been a challenge for her, even more so since she’s doing Taeyeon’s part in the post-chorus towards the end of the song.
Chan clicked his tongue as he disagreed with her, pushing himself backwards and letting go to swing back and forth, “Nuh-uh, I’ve heard you sing especially that one part in the song and you sound really good!”
A smile crept its way onto her face as her cheeks heated up slightly at his encouragement, “Thanks Channie.”
The two swang in silence, enjoying small talks between the two of them and people watching. Evelyn always found it fascinating to just sit and watch people in their everyday life and how everyone is so different from one another.
“How’s practice going for you,” Evelyn pushes herself on the swing set, gripping the metal chains tightly between her fingers as she swung herself back and forth deciding to change the subject.
“Awful,” Chan pouted his lips out into a hard frown as he stared at the dirt underneath his feet and slowed down his swinging, “Not awful as in bad but more like it’s just so hard sometimes. I like doing it, I really do, but we got in trouble with one of the staff again and it wasn’t even our fault.”
Evelyn frowned in sympathy at his words, knowing exactly what he was going through. Earlier in the week, one of the staff had grabbed her by the arm and pulled her out into the hallway to berate her by saying she wasn’t keeping up with the other trainees and was too busy slacking off again. The slight bruising on her arm from how hard his hand had gripped her is still a clear and visible mark.
“And Soonyoung-hyung can be mean sometimes too. He keeps making us do the same routine over and over again all because Seungkwan-hyung keeps messing up this one step,” He shuffled his foot in the dirt below, scuffing up the bottom of his already worn shoes from practice.
“Channie-,” Evelyn slowed her swing down to barely moving at all, using her foot to twist her seat from side to side. Being a trainee was hard in general. It made her question why she even wanted to do it sometimes.
“I’m sure he doesn’t mean to make you upset-.” She started but was cut off by his outburst.
“He doesn’t care!” He huffed kicking the dirt making dust particles fly into the air. Evelyn couldn’t blame him for getting angry over it. She’s been there once or twice since becoming a trainee. His face turned sour as the frown sank deeper into his face, “Anytime I ask if we can learn something else, he gets mad and storms away and slams the door behind him yelling things like ‘If we get a low score, it’ll be your fault’.”
Evelyn stayed quiet and let him have time to get what he wanted off of his chest. She knows that he can’t blow up like this with his members since they’re all older, and that’s why the two of them are so close with being the only two youngest in the company.
After a moment of silence passed between the two of them, Chan let out a deep breath as he turned towards Evelyn in his seat.
“Eunji, I’m sorry I got angry-,” She looked over at him as he sucked on the inside of his cheek, “It’s just hard and it’s hard to talk to the hyungs about it when they’re all on the same page about most things.”
“It’s okay Channie,” Evelyn looked down at her shoes with a smile, nodding in agreement, “That’s why we have each other! We have to stick together through this right? It’s the only way we can make it through.”
“You’re right!”
“Soonyoung-Oppa is trying his hardest, you all are,” She tried to reason, wanting to keep the topic open to talk Chan through what she was also thinking, “He wants you guys to be so successful one day and I know you guys work really hard and I’m rooting for you to have a great debut in the future.”
Evelyn’s words made a big grin break across Chan’s face, his anger from before seemingly vanished at the mention of his group, “You’re gonna debut so big too! How cool is it that our groups are gonna debut? We’ll have to collab on a stage in the future!”
“That’ll be so much fun!” Evelyn gushed as they went back to swinging, waiting on Chan’s older members to arrive.
“Ugh I’m starving,” Chan drops his head down as his stomach rumbles with hunger, using his feet to push himself backwards on the swing again before letting himself swing forward, “Where are the hyungs anyway? This is so annoying, they said they’d be here by now.”
“I’m sure they’ll be here soon.” Evelyn tried to sound hopeful even though she was growing quite hungry as well. On the occasion, Chan’s older members would secretly buy the two of them a snack and they ate it on the way to the company, making sure to take the long way back so they had time to finish the food.
Evelyn bit the inside of her cheek as an idea popped into her head, quickly standing up from her seat and crouching down by her backpack. Chan watched curiously as she unzipped the main pocket and dug around for a few moments before grinning back at him. She raised her arm high in the sky and he followed her movements, jumping off of the swing when he noticed the money in her hand.
“Where did you even get that?” His eyes grew in size as she brought her hand down so the two of them could inspect the money closely. It was only a few dollars worth but it was more than she thought she had.
“Minji-Unnie gave me some money for-,” She used her fingers to air quote, mimicking Minji’s lower voice, “-For emergencies only.”
“I consider this a dire emergency.”
“Remember the last time though, the company found out we were eating and scolded us to no end.” Evelyn frowned at the memory. She never liked being in trouble and ever since moving to Korea, it felt like that’s all she seemed to do.
“If we eat it here we should be fine,” Chan tried to reason with her, his stomach rumbling in hunger again and Evelyn’s right after, almost like they were talking to each other. She hesitated at first but nodded her head in agreement. Chan looked behind them, pointing down the street at the convenience store on the corner.
“I can grab us a ramen and we can share it so it won’t be too much food, any requests?”
“Mmm, make it a surprise,” She grinned as she handed the money over to the antsy boy, a laugh falling from her lips as she watched him speed walk down the road to the convenience store.
Walking back to her seat on the swing set, she rocked back and forth on her heels again, going back to her people and car watching. The sound of her phone ringing broke her out of her trance, reaching over and grabbing her phone. The brightness in her eyes matched the excitement in her voice when she saw who was calling her.
“Hiya Gram,” She pressed the phone to her ear, holding onto the swing by its metal chains with her other hand.
“Hello my Sweet Pea.”
She could honestly cry after hearing her Grandmother’s voice after she hadn’t in such a long time. As trainees, they weren’t given many opportunities to speak to their loved ones and if they were, they were always heavily monitored by the staff. The female trainees were allowed back their phones for having such good evaluations last month so of course she was elated that her grandmother had decided to call now.
“Are you having lunch now? Don’t tell me you snuck out of class to talk to me young lady,” Her motherly tone caused Evelyn to bust out into a fit of giggles picturing the look of concern on her face. Evelyn shook her head even though she knew she couldn’t see it.
“Of course not! School ended early today and Channie and I went to the little playground next door. You remember Lee Chan right? One of the male trainees from my company that’s my age?” Evelyn twisted her head to look down the road to see if Chan was coming back, settling back on the swing when she saw no sight of him.
“I do remember you telling me about him, he’s a little cutie,” Her grandmother hummed on the other side of the line. Evelyn could hear the faintness of water running and knew that she was outside watering her flowers in the back garden. “How has your training been going? Are they treating you well?”
“Good actually! We’ve got our evaluations next week and I’ve been practicing on a song for that and we’ve also been doing a lot of stuff with the group!” Evelyn’s face lit up at mentioning her group. She loves those girls and even though she was the youngest of them, she would do anything and everything for them. She glanced down at her arm and decided to omit the part about the staff grabbing her, knowing that her grandmother would’ve been on the first flight out to Korea to come give them hell.
“I’m glad to hear it,” She could hear her grandmother smile into the phone, the sound of the hose shutting off in the background indicating she was down watering her flowers, “I can’t wait to meet the girls, they sound like such lovely people. Are you excited to be a group?”
“Well, we’re not technically a group yet. New trainees can be added at any time but-,” The memory of the girls meeting for the first time and everyone acting like they had known each other for years and how welcoming everyone was instantly flooded her mind, “Yeah, I am super excited!”
“I was worried about sending you out there by yourself but it seems to me like you’re in good hands,” Her grandmother makes a pause, taking in a deep breath as she gathers up her thoughts, “Sweet Pea, I’ve got to talk to you about something, something really important.”
“Hmm?” Evelyn frowned slightly at the sudden change of her tone. She was always such a cheerful and positive lady that whenever her voice shifted into this more serious side, she knew something had to be up.
“I know you were too young to remember this but a long time ago during one of my doctor appointments, they had found little masses on one of my lungs and I had went through some treatments to have them removed,” She paused to let Evelyn understand what she was saying, “Well, I just came back from an appointment yesterday and I’m going to go ahead and tell you that it was not the best of news.”
“Are you okay? What’s wrong?” Evelyn’s eyebrows pinched together in confusion, resting her head against the metal chain of the swing trying to process what was being said to her. She dragged her foot back and forth through the dirt waiting on a response back. Her poor white school shoes now the faintest shade of beige.
“Sweet Pea, there’s no easier way to tell you this-,” She hesitated on the other side of the phone, taking in a deep breath and letting it out, “The doctors have discovered a form of cancer growing in my right lung. It’s small but it was big enough that they were able to detect it.”
Tears welled up in Evelyn’s eyes as she bit her bottom lip to stop it from quivering, “D-Do I need to fly home? I-I think if I ask the company they’ll let me-.”
“Don’t you even think about it,” Her grandmother’s voice was soft yet firm, stopping Evelyn from speaking, “You stay there, I’ll be okay here Sweet Pea. The doctor is confident that we can keep it under control with treatment to ensure that I can keep on going like I always have been, okay?”
A single tear traveled down her cheek slowly as she sat in silence, the words from her grandmother sinking in one by one. Her grandmother has….cancer? Why now, why here, why at all? It felt like she was being hit with a thousand bricks all at once with this news.
“B-But you’ll be alone.”
“Sweet Pea, I’ve got plenty of support here,” Her grandmother reasoned with her. Her support system consisted only of her best friend, who Evelyn had grown to call Auntie June, living a few doors down from their house. Evelyn pulled the phone away briefly so she could choke back on a struggling to escape cry, not wanting to worry her grandmother anymore that she probably was. She always hated whenever Evelyn was upset at any point in time no matter what the situation was.
“It’s getting late out here Sweet Pea. It’s the weekend tomorrow right and then you’re off for a few days, I’ll give you a call then okay?” Evelyn could tell that her grandmother was getting tired from the yawning that she was struggling to hold onto, “I love you so much Sweet Pea, to the moon and back again.”
Evelyn hesitated, her bottom lip tucked in between her teeth as she nodded even though she knows that she wouldn’t be able to see it, “I love you too, to the moon and back again.” She managed to sniffle before her finger clicked the line dead and that’s when she dropped her head, clutching her phone to her chest.
“Eunji, guess who I ran into coming out of the store-,” Chan’s laugh echoed around the stone wall but was cut short when he saw the state of Evelyn. She couldn’t bring herself to look up from where she was staring blankly at the ground when the cluster of boys rushed closer to the swing set. A figure was quick to crouch down in front of her and he hesitated before grabbing her hand in his much larger one.
“Eunji-ah, what’s wrong?” Seungcheol rubbed his thumb gently across the rough skin of her knuckles. She kept her gaze down at the dirt as a shallow breath got caught in her throat, another set of droplets fell from her eyes and splashed down onto the skirt of her uniform.
Seungcheol looked back at where Chan and Jun were off to the side with a slight frown, Chan clutched the grocery bag in his hands, moving his shoulders up into a shrug as the unsettling feeling started to set in. She was all happy and smiley before he had left and now it’s the complete opposite. Jun had moved forward until he was just behind Evelyn, a small touch to her back to let her know that he was there. He didn’t know her to the same lengths that Seungcheol or Chan did, but he cared for her just as much as he did his own members.
A moment of silence passed between the small group, the only sounds being made were those of passing by cars on the road or the subtle sniffles Evelyn was letting out trying her best not to break down. The three boys looked around at each other, Seungcheol looking down at his watch seeing that it was inching closer and closer towards practice time. He went against his brain telling them to start heading towards the company, deciding that this was way more important and he would take the heat later for all of them being late. It wasn’t until a quiet voice broke them out of the silence, bringing their attention back onto Evelyn.
“I wanna go home.”
Seungcheol readjusted the pressure on his knees from crouching, gripping her shaking hand a little tighter, “Eunji-ah? I can take you back to the dorm if-”
But she shook her head quickly, cutting Seungcheol off from speaking any further. Evelyn bit the inside of her cheek as she couldn’t hide the whimper in her voice any longer. The tears streamed freely down her cheeks as she looked up at him for the first time since he had arrived in front of her, watery brown eyes meeting his worried ones.
“I wanna go home Oppa,” Evelyn choked out a sob before falling off the swing and into Seungcheol’s arms, knocking him backwards onto the dirt. She wrapped her hands tightly around his torso before burying her face into the crease of his neck, tears soaking through his shirt. Seungcheol held onto her tight, sharing a look with his members full of concern and worry for what’s happened to her.
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