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november-rayne · 1 year
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Happy Holidays Indeed
Public Service Announcement: Amazon is selling mango holiday tree ornaments.
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Just in case you wanted a reminder of this as you gather around the tree with family this holiday season. 😈
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woodchoc-magnum · 10 months
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killxio · 11 months
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Eren x caribbean gf headcanons 🙏
wanderlust | e. yaeger
word count: 1,440 [5 min 13 sec read] | ✪ content warnings: facesitting, six nine, handjob, eren using y/n like a face mask, he’s a munch in this (all hail the munches)
eren x reader / eren x black!reader / eren x carribean!reader
✭ drabbles of eren and his pretty beach bound girl. ( ps, sorry for taking so long anon. side note, everyone and their mama is jamaican, so the reader in this is not jamaican. trinidad and tobago i’m side eyeing you too. sorry not sorry, we need representation for other islands. )
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eren absolutely gets himself into trouble just to hear you yell at him. he thinks it’s so fucking sexy, especially when you notice his hard-on and yell more.
the way your accent tends to come out when you’re angry just goes straight to his dick, mans can’t help it.
“woooii- ya make mi blood clot, eren! round with ya friends, can’t give nuh call or send mi text den tiptoe in the damn house like a ninja. ya can’t answer when me fa call ya name?”
he’s between your legs and you’re scolding him, finger pushing his big ass head around. he’s been out for a few hours later then he said he would, then came and snuck up behind you in the bathroom as you’re doing your hair.
yet all he can do after he’s put you on the counter is smirk down at you. he grabs you finger, guiding it down his chest and silences your complaints with a kiss.
it’s when he leads your hands low enough that you break it.
“jesus eren. you’re fucking nasty,” you shame, your american tongue coming back.
“no keep yelling,”
“ya fa be ‘shamed a-yaself.” you scold, trying to hide your smirk, brushing your fingers over his buldge.
eren takes u to the most luxurious parts of your home possible, he knows how much you love your families native country.
in college, he works his ass off to take you home atleast twice a year at fancy resorts or luxurious airbnbs.
as he gets older and more successful, the trips get better and more frequent.
your 10 year anniversary gift? him buying you a home at home.
eren finds the way you eat fruit with no fork adorable. he loves your brown doe eyes staring up at him accompanied by your sticky mouth.
“what?” you question, looking up at eren from your beach chair, mango in hand.
“nothing baby,” he smiles, bending down to grab a wet-wipe from your picnic blanket, “you just devour fruit like a bulldozer.”
“do not.” you protest, and despite him wiping your hands down his gaze is still set straight on you. there’s a slight breeze passing by, and his green eyes peer at you though his waving hair.
“stop looking at me like i’m that mango.”
“am not!” you protest again as he moved onto wiping your mouth and cheeks, knowing damn well you’re about to jump his bones in the hotel room later.
he loves your mango, grapefruit and pineapple fed pussy, he swears it makes you taste sweeter. before you, eren never came home craving his girl’s pussy like a meal. but yours? you have to claw him off you.
this time, eren’s taken you to jamaica, one of the carribean islands you actually haven’t been to yet. he pulls the rented jeep into the drive way of your two’s airbnb, coming home to feed you the breakfast you sent him to the market for.
“hi ren baby. did you get it?” your brown eyes and coily hair peek up at him from your book from your place on the couch when he turns the corner into the living room.
“mhm.” he nods simply, holding up the brown paper bag in his hand to show you.
but he’s craving a different meal.
“ohhh good! the utensils and plates here are so so cute, i think the host even left wine. is it too early to day drin- baby?” you question, distracted at the way he pulls at your hips and cuts you off with an absolutely nasty kiss.
“i need to be fed too,” eren says, briefly breaking the kiss, his hands sneaking into your tiny panties and toying with your clit. you know he isn’t talking about his own meal in the bag.
two of his fingers slide up and down your hole, collecting your slick, then slowly penetrates your tight ring.
“mmmm,” you let out a cat-like purr as his fingers slide deeper into you, moving up and down, riding, and he knows the perfect balance of thrusting to please you.
he’s swallowing all of your pretty moans, tasting the chapstick off your lips as he’s attacking at your lips, then your jaw. your neck. your collarbones. until he’s laid you down and pulling your cropped cami top up to get at the valley between your breasts.
he’s humming out appreciatively against your skin, tasting the soft reminants of your shea butter from a shower the night before. he travels, just a little, but cruelly ignores your hard nipples pointing up for him. he disconnects from your breasts with a squelch, sitting back up to pull off your panties and lay down beneath you.
“what’s gotten into you, rennie?” you ask, a little breathless between movements.
“nothing sweetheart. now sit,” he demands, pulling you up onto his chest.
“wait. let me touch you?” he doesn’t object and you go straight for it, sliding down his sweats and eagerly pulling out his coated dick. there’s two beads of pre still going down his shaft when you lean down to lick and start to suck on him, he slaps your ass.
“i’m eating. if you’re going to touch and distract me, hands only.”
and you do. scooting back more so your cunt hovers over his face, wrapping your fist around his cock. he pulls you down and begins licking at your cunt.
eren shakes his head lightly, pressing his tongue into you and passing over your clit a few times so deliciously, the downright nasty sounds of him slurping at your cunt making you clench around nothing. while his tongue travels back up to your leaking hole, he closes his lips around your cunt too, sucking.
“s-so good baby,” you praise, then get caught off guard by him prodding his tongue at your entrance and penetrating you.
and eren’s tounge is thick. not absolutely abnormal, but definitely matches his 6’4 height.
the repeated feeling of his muscle penetrating you sends you spiraling, tightening your grip around his shaft trying to ground yourself. with every in and out motion, more of your slick is pushed out and down his throat.
eren is addicted to feeling you come on his tongue instead of his dick, something about you creaming on his face? does it for him.
you’d think it’d be the way your hands swivel around his shaft that’d send him spurting sticky while liquid up around your hands but instead, it’s the way your hips jerk in their up and down motion while you cum, your ass jiggling on his face.
“ima.. ima cum eren.. i’m cummin’” hence the stuttering of your hips and your breathy, choked out moans. he wraps his arms around your thighs, burying his face further into your cunt.
“yeah princess?” he asks rhetorically, softly slapping at and jiggling your thighs, “do it baby. keep cumming on my face.”
“hah- fuckkk rennn..” you’re mewling, riding out your orgasm on your mans unfaltering tongue, drinking in the vibration of his words against your cunt.
“you’re such a sweet girl. my sweet girl.” he says, gazing up at you as you’ve now scooted down and are sitting on his chest. he doesn’t protest at way you leak down his abs.
“am i?” you return a dopey smile, flopping over ontop of him.
one of his arms wrap around you waist, rubbing soothingly at your bare ass while the other softly rubs at your scalp.
he doesn’t reply, instead you’re left to listen to the beat of his heart and rise and fall of his chest as you two share radiated body heat. you’re close enough to the ocean to hear the waves in the distance.
“.. okay, now can we eat?” you ask, breaking the silence, gazing at the forgotten food on the side table.
eren loves traveling with you, you grabbing him by the hand and leading the way. he’ll follow you anywhere.
“it’s a type of spanish lime but TECHNICALLY, but it’s more like a grape. it’s called kenip.” you inform him, tapping his shoulder indicating he could put you down now.
he puts you back down on the sand, having previously had you on his shoulder so you could pick the fruit from a tree growing on the beach.
he just stares up at you with the biggest eyes of admiration as you peel and hand feed him a handful.
“you like it?”
“yeah. i like you.”
“the stupid limes that are actually grapes, big head.”
“those too.”
he does like you. he loves you. his little caribbean girlfriend who’s smile glows the brightest when she’s taken to the beach. who cries in disdain when he gets fruit from the supermarket and not the farmers market. who’s vibrant dark skin, which he’s in awe by, enhances in the summer.
he loves you.
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dick-chugger · 8 months
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Weird details and insane things in All Hail King Julien part 2:
Mort's interest in Julien's feet is explicitly sexual
The main villain of the show, Karl, is very obviously in a relationship with a male cockroach named Chauncey. They keep kissing on screen and talking about how much they love each other. They're exclusively referred to as "best friends".
All characters are seemingly Jewish, and use Yiddish phrases and are seen celebrating Hanukkah.
Every character is bisexual and I am not exaggerating. The only exception is Ted who doesn't seem to be attracted to women despite having a wife.
Amelia Earhart's body is in Julien's castle (which itself is a crashed plane)
"It's raining mangos! Hallelujah!"
Most characters are obsessed with Spring Break
Julien's family is stated to be inbred
Mort has written a book called "The 50 Shades Of King Julien"
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duskkodesh · 9 months
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I've had rats for years at this point now and finally want to put down the best tips I've learned. This won't work for everyone, some are very conditional to me, but maybe some of these will help someone. Fleece hammocks: Boo. Microplastics and too warming. Canvas hammocks: Yes, please. Highly washable. Far more tough. I wish they were easier to find. Coiled rope baskets are also a godsend. I hang them by the handles in the cage, they love them way more than anything marketed to rats. Bottles are nice but some rats wanna splash and have a place to wash their little hands. Fresh in pod peas are by the pound at my supermarket. I usually spend 70 cents on the amount for several treat sessions. All my frozen peas end up getting freezer burnt by the time I get halfway through the bag. Antibiotics will be needed if you keep rats. Do not give antibiotics with dairy, many classes of antibiotics bond to calcium thereby making them far less effective. Speaking of, antibiotics seem to have the hardest taste to cover up. Ground meat baby food, Hershey simply five syrup (Just a little), peanut powder (No added sugar, oils), fruit compote/jam/jelly, small absorbent bread snacks/cereal, smushed pasta, cream of wheat, are all options to get meds into rats. You can call exotic vets and ask for an estimate on a basic rat exam. Do it, the prices vary WILDLY. We had a vet who charged us 35$ to see three rats at once and one who quoted us 200$ to look at one. You're gonna notice a trend if you call vets in higher class/rich areas. Fuck em'. Also ask your vet if you can keep a supply of meds on hand just in case. If they last at room temp you can buy some preemptively. Things like doxycycline you can get from human pharmacies.
Zip ties are god. All hail zip ties. Same with swivel clasps. Between them both you can cage mount anything your heart desires.
Leave bedding in a hot car or freezing conditions for a night. Warehouses get mites. Mites are a dick to deal with. Kill em' all.
Give them a variety of fresh things while they're young. Not always but sometimes I'd get an older gent rescue who had no idea what to do with berries or tomatoes and would refuse them. They learn better what is safe when young. At some point you will have an emergency. Make sure you know where an emergency vet is and that they keep night/weekend hours. Keep funds on hand for that day.
Rats hide pain well. When they age you may need to start pain management if you notice them moving differently even if they don't show their pain blatantly. Just start with low doses and see if they act like their old selves again. Research your breeders. Get recommendations from other rat people. Check and see if there are rat rescues in your area. Also the Humane Society sometimes takes in rodents.
Controversial take: You will encounter people in ratkeeping who say buying feeders is a sin. It's not. Feeder supply will exist whether or not every rat fancier boycotts them. We are far far fewer in number than snake/lizard people. Wherever you got your rats it's valid so long as you give them healthcare, good nutritious food, love, and mental stimulation. A lot of the 'foods to avoid, foods to include' lists are not researched. I've seen lists that ban chocolate. Rats freaking love chocolate they just need to take it easy on fats and sugars but cocoa powder can be a good mix in and can help ratty blood flow. I've seen people ban mango. if you read the study that led to this they gave rats an obscene amount of D-limonene to trigger cancer and small amounts had no side effects at all. Read the studies, look for sources.
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chirp-a-chirp · 7 months
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Court of Darkness: Starbucks Orders
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What Starbucks drinks would the Court of Darkness consorts and main characters order? Find out below! ☕️
Guy and Jasper
Guy always gets black coffee, no sugar, no cream. Consumes only premium coffee blends. Grumbles loudly that Jasper’s Avari red coffee is clearly superior.
Baristas ask Jasper for tips and tricks on brewing coffee. Upon hearing this, Lance begrudgingly informs the baristas to be wary of letting him make drinks unsupervised, unless they want additional potions added to them.
Toa and Knight
When drinking in public, Toa orders a black coffee, no cream 5 sugars. If Toa gets the drink delivered to him and he drinks in the privacy of his quarters—Caramel ribbon frappe crunch, extra caramel, extra crunchy toppings, extra whip cream.
Toa frequently orders one cat-shaped cake-pop for Knight. Knight complains each time, lamenting he’s not a child. Toa ignores the complaints, since Knight says them while polishing off the cake-pop.
Lynt and Tino
If ordering alone, Lynt gets a bottle of natural spring mineral water. If Lynt is ordering with Tino…Lynt still reaches for a bottle of water, but after hearing Tino lament over the prince’s lack of desire to consume anything, he’ll grab an iced green tea. Lynt drinks three sips of tea before giving it to Tino.
Regardless of the weather, Tino gets the classic hot chocolate and pours the beverage in a mug passed down from his grandmother.
Fenn and Violet
Fenn has tried EVERY drink at least once. Flirts with baristas shamelessly to get extra shots of vanilla or espresso in his drinks. Is personally responsible for half of the secret drink menu items such as the purple drink, the raspberry cheesecake Frappuccino, the sour patch kids drink, and the apple martini refresher.
Regardless of which drink he orders, Fenn always orders a second drink—a mango dragonfruit refresher. This drink is given to Violet, who often combines the drink with Luxuran blue wine before going out on a date.
Roy, Sherry, and Grayson
Roy has tried every tea drink on the menu, including those on the secret drink menu. He always adds a few Invidian tea leaves to his tea. When Roy doesn’t have tea, he usually orders the pink drink with extra strawberries.
When he goes out with Sherry, Roy smiles indulgently and gets two unicorn Frappuccinos, with extra whip cream and raspberry syrup.
Grayson refuses to imbibe in the unicorn drink, despite Sherry’s pleas. Grayson on a sugar high is nearly as eventful as Grayson imbibing alcohol.
Rio and Thoma
On more than one occasion, Rio has paid for the drink order of the person behind him. Will happily drink anything and often asks the barista for their favorite drink and choose that.
When it’s Fall though, Rio orders only pumpkin spice lattes or Frappuccinos. All hail Rio, the prince of pumpkin spice. Thoma, conversely, DESPISES pumpkin spice, with a passion of a thousand fiery suns. Thoma LOVES Apple crisp Frappuccinos.
Lance
Refuses to contribute money to the soulless corporate machine known as Starbucks. Nope.
Dia, Jay, and Lou
Dia never picks up his orders in person. Jay picks up a very berry hibiscus lemonade on behalf of his young charge and then gets an Earl Grey tea for himself. The pair then split an order of kale and mushroom egg bites. Dia’s mood sours greatly if the egg bites are not available.
The other half of the secret drink menu not made by Fenn was created by Lou. Often, Lou will simply point to random ingredients near the barista and ask if they can be combined.
No Lou, don’t combine espresso and lemonade. Just don’t.
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wackyrumble · 10 months
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Mort v.s. Roommate
Mort - All Hail King Julien
Mort, despite appearances, is an incredibly old interdimensional being who has been married 12 times and has grandchildren. He's part starfish and has grown his head back once. Mort has the ability to absorb souls, including versions of himself and his grandma. He also has a foot fetish. Read amount more about Mort below.
Roommate - Diary of a Tourney Kid
A clone of Adam Ruins Everything that came out wrong. He debunks things in the same way as his original, but completely incorrectly. Bill Cipher turned him into a hand puppet and fused him with a clone of another character. Fought Walter White and his evil shadow self, Walter Black. Read more about Roommate below.
Full description of Mort:
"I doubt I'm the only one submitting him because it has become a meme but I might be the only one who has seen the entire show many many times so I will give a full rundown about the pure beautiful insanity that is AHKJ Mort.
Ok so I'll give the context for how he came to be the way he is. In the movie Madagascar there is a joke about Mort being too close to King Julien's feet. In that scene it is framed that King Julien just doesn't like Mort. But the show The Penguins of Madagascar (TPOM) took that joke and made an episode called Two Feet High and Rising about how Mort loves King Julien's feet and is exiled for not being able to stop himself from touching them. Pretty weird stuff but it's nothing compared to what comes later. For the rest of TPOM Mort loving King Julien's feet is a constant thing. It's like his main characteristic and you almost forget how weird it is. It's just like yeah that's Mort he loves feet *shrug* But other than that he's like a little kid and is generally cute. But now we get to All Hail King Julien and OH BOY things go insane in that show in the best ways. I'll probably submit multiple characters from it just because there's so much weird there.
So here's the meat of this essay I'm apparently writing here, the weird of AHKJ Mort.
He is a interdimensional being capable of absorbing alternate versions of himself. Those versions of himself are able to talk to him as voices in his head which he sometimes sees as appearing in front of him. The inside of his mind is a bunch of hallways with those versions running around and they are capable of taking control of him in various situations. When he drinks coffee Smart Mort takes over. When he drinks Tea Hippie Mort takes over and at one point Political Mort beats up the other Morts inside his head to take control so he could win the election for Prime Minister of Mangos. He also absorbed his grandmother and didn't remember doing that. In the actual show he absorbed his grandfather who tried to convince him to kill King Julien because King Juliens great-great-great-great-great-great-great grandfather locked him up when Mort was a baby. Oh and that gets into the age thing. Yeah Mort is absurdly old and it's a running joke that he looks like a kid but is actually very old. There was also an alternate version of him called Morticus Khan who was the leader of the Mort Horde and Mort defeated him by absorbing his essence. At one point he states that he had been married 12 times and most of his wives died of old age. He also says at one point that he hasn't laid an egg in 40 years and even then the thing he hatched was really gross. Another time he mentions having grandchildren and when Maurice asks "You have grandchildren" he shoots webs out of his wrists and shouts "WHAT!? Did they escape? Don't let them find me!". Yeah we are still talking about the cute little lemur from Madagascar. There's also a scene where he finds a wardrobe that leads into the real world and it goes live action for a few seconds before he turns around and goes back. He also tried to murder a dude for a while. This other kingdom took over and Mort tries to shoot him with a crossbow, poison him and crush him with a rock. None of these attempts are successful. He also seriously disfigures a character named Rob McTodd who had had too much plastic surgery done (yes this is a real plotline for the lemur characters lol) Mort jumped on his face and messed it up and then he comes back in a phantom of the opera storyline. He also mentions at one point that he's part starfish and grew his head back once.
So that's how having a foot fetish is somehow no longer the weirdest thing about this character. That's still a thing too though. He had a box that he said he's going to put King Julien's feet inside when he dies. They played real life Monopoly and was winning so much that everyone else was starving and he tried to use having all the money to extort King Julien into letting him go on a date with his foot. (It was like a candlelit table with Mort on one and and Julien's foot up on a pillow at the other end. Julien immediately changed his mine and left lol)
Now I wanna go on about how exactly we got here lol. The whole absorbing thing started with Smart Mort. The idea that he got smart when he drank coffee was established at the end of season 1. Then in season 2 episode 4 Pineapple of my Eye King Julien is weirdly obsessed with a pineapple because he thinks it has the souls of his ancestors inside. Mort is seeing it speak to him and mock him as well as other voices in his head including a weirdly aggressive violent one who wants to burn the kingdom to the ground. The idea of him being way older is first just when King Julien kicks him and people think he kicked a baby and he says "That wasn't a baby it was an annoying little weirdo" but the first time it's more of a real thing is in an episode where King Julien wants a son so Mort paints his tail striped and pretends and King Julien seems convinced by it and is like super into it. And then at the end Mort confesses and King Julien already knew and said "It's Mort I mean come on he could be my father!" and so then in another episode he calls another character Hector whos whole thing is that he's a grumpy old war veteran "grandpa" mockingly and Hector says "You're older than I am Mort" The voices thing also continues and goes from just being Mort moving back and forth into different positions when the voices talk to actually seeing multiple Morts on screen talk to each other and then we get the whole Morticus Khan and the Mort Horde thing which is where the absorbing souls thing is revealed. And then he goes into his own mind and meets his grandmother who reveals that he absorbed her and then all the the stuff about the 12 wives and the laying an egg and the grandchildren are from the last season when we've reached maximum crazy mode.
That's how this show works with basically everything. There will be a joke or a plot of an episode which is a little weird. It gets called back and becomes a little weirder. It then becomes a running joke and then gets weirder and weirder every time it comes back. I love this show so much. I know this got a little redundant but I love explaining how this all built up over the show with how they kept adding those weirdness layers as it went lol I mostly wrote all this from memory except to get the number of greats that Mort's grandpa said correct shakfdsahflk I have seen this show too many times
If you hadn't seen any of the memeing about Mort's wikipedia page and so this is all news to you I hope reading this was fun for you lol"
Full description of Roommate:
"OK OK OK SO LIKE. HE'S FROM THIS MASHUP TOURNAMENT HOSTED ON SOUNDCLOUD & DISCORD CALLED "DIARY OF A TOURNEY KID, RIGHT? YES, IT IS BASED OFF OF DIARY OF A WIMPY KID IN NAME, THEMING, AND A BUNCH OF THE CHARACTERS IN IT. AND YES, THE ENTIRE PREMISE WAS STARTED BY GREG HEFFLEY TRAPPING A BUNCH OF PEOPLE IN THE DIARY. LOOK. OKAY. THAT ISN'T THE POINT HERE. (including a few real people but. roommate isn't one of those real people, LOL)
so Roommate is, like, a WEIRD case. he's a clone of a TV personality version of a real guy(adam conover specifically the whole thing he does in, like, adam ruins everything), but is SPECIFICALLY STATED TO BE A SEPERATE CHARACTER IN LORE. LIKE. HES A WHOLE OTHER GUY. HE DOESNT EVEN ACT LIKE HIM. HES LIKE. THE SCOOBY DOO VILLAIN EQUIVALENT OF A MAN. all he does is run around and "Debunk" shit but hes getting it all totally WRONG. It's like, if someone who never watched adam ruins everything before took one look at its name, the blonde, glasses wearing combover having guy on the cover, and went. "oh, this guy is gonna be HORRIBLE, isnt he". and in the shows case thatd be wrong but in roommate's case, he's...he's so pathetic. he's not even the same guy at this point. (and also literally isn't. but)
He never even manages to intimidate anyone even once. not even mr beast and ninja fortnite, (part of a team called Dubious Duo) who he just. VERY much annoyed via "ruining" twitch. He also got turned into a meaty handpuppet and fused to another clone of a different character by BILL CIPHER, of all characters but then immediately fell into a hole. He got his shit beaten out of him by a 19 year old punk catboy JUST before this, too. the punk catboys name is Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart BUT HE IS IN NO WAY RELATED TO THE REAL GUY. HES LITERALLY JUST. SOME RANDOM TEENAGER.
Also, extra fun facts about him include: during an event that happened on the discord, he canonically went ":3". He made his own ytp and posted it on the soundcloud account, too. he put a bunch of goofy wacky cartoon sounds in it. (his mashups use these sounds a lot outside of the ytp, too.) (incase you REALLY wanted to hear the ytp, though. here it is: https://soundcloud.com/doatk/ytpmv-02?in=doatk/sets/bonus )
P.S: extra information from a friend because they like to infodump this sort of thing & this isn't nescessary at all. but: He gets the fandom nickname of "Roommate" from his connection to Collegehumor & the Insane Clown Posse song In My Room, which he used in the tournament & is strongly associated with. He's so. He's so normal.
(P.S, P.S: THE IMAGE I SENT WITH THIS IS TECHNICALLY ART OF HIM FROM A CROSSOVER WITH ANOTHER SOUNDCLOUD TOURNAMENT THAT HAPPENED. BUT. its the best render i have that isnt done in like. ms paint LOL. IN SAID CROSSOVER (WITH A TOURNAMENT CALLED "THE PERFECT TOURNAMENT") HE ALSO FOUGHT WALTER WHITE AND HIS. EVIL SHADOW SELF, CALLED WALTER BLACK. WHO WAS LITERALLY HIS SHADOW.)
also: nobody in the fandom knows what his deal is, either. they literally just couldnt catch the real adam conover at first so they (In canon) just went "well! time to make a clone, i guess!" and then he came out WRONG."
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100 Followers + 34th Birthday Celebration
Hello my loves! I can't believe my fortune. I'm increadibly thankful to have 100 of you following my little writing blog.
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There's nothing like The Mango to bring us all together! As a huge "Thank you!" to each and every one of you, and to celebrate my 34th birthday arriving in a month, I'm throwing my first party. My asks (as always) are open, so you can submit requests there, or here in the comments. Pick one of the 34 settings and/or one of the 100 prompts below, then send them to me in an ask! I'll be writing the first 134 requests (or however many I get) over the next month. That's my goal date. They will all get written, so long as they're submitted by 11:59 PM GMT-5 (US Central Standard Time) on November 22.
And now for the prompts
Settings
Bifrost
Streets of Asgard's Capital
Asgardian Wilderness
Inside the Palace (you may specify or not)
Palace Grounds (you may specify or not)
Jötunheimr Wilds
Ruins of Jötunheimr's Capital
Secret Passageway
Puente Antiguo
A Vehicle of Your Choosing
Upstate New York
Project PEGASUS Joint Dark Energy Mission Facility
Stuttgart, Germany
Quinjet
Helicarrier
"That big, ugly building in New York" (Stark Tower)
Sanctuary II (Thanos's ship)
Chitauri Cruiser
Avenger's Tower (not to be confused with its predecessor)
Svartálfheim
TVA
Mongolian Sand Dunes
Streets of New York
New York Sanctum
New Asgard
Sakaar
One of the Grand Master's Ships
Haunted Victorian Mansion
Church
Graveyard
Alter
Midgardian woods
Place of your choosing in MCU
Place of your choosing in our reality
Prompts
Peter's former babysitter meets the Avengers
"Where, pray tell, do you think you're going?"
"Stark? That man is nothing but a dick in a tin can."
"Unhand me, you rancid cumsack!"
"Oh, but for you...for you, darling, I'd do anything."
"What's that, darling? No one has removed these with a blade before? What a shame...we'll have to remedy that."
"Just to feel you pressed upon my need..."
Defying gratification
His forked tongue dancing against the sides of your clit
Bachelorette party
Tony: Doing time as a capsicle/Scott: Now I really want a capsicle...popsicle. I want a popsicle
"Fuck me, Father, for I have sinned..."/"Say seven 'Hail Marys' and suck my cock"
Halloween
Thanksgiving
Christmas
Hiking
Downpour
Snowed In
First Snow
AU (doesn't need to fit one of the above locations)
Caramel apples
Rewrite a story (of your choice) from the Poetic Edda
Timeline branch (you choose where on the Sacred Timeline)
Excerpts from Odin's A+ Parenting Handbook
“You’d do well to pay. It’s in your best interest."
On Wednesdays kings wear chains
Loki on his knees
All tied up (you choose who)
Threesome (so long as I know the character, I'm willing to do crossovers from other fandoms as well)
That one time he had a thing with a horse...
Headcanon from one of my fics (completed or ongoing)
Why orphans are called Loki's children
"I don't negotiate with people who shouldn't exist."
Out of place and underdressed
Witch
Your ex
Crush
Reading
Opening Night
"Selvig is not coming to my wedding!"
"Is that a threat or a promise?"
Kittens and Handcuffs
Lady Loki
The other Lokis
Shadow play
Lost in a corn maze, you meet an overly-helpful stranger
"Come over here and make me"
Ravens
Lost dog
More Lokis than you know what to do with
Ignore the man behind the curtain
"Wait a minute. Are you jealous?"
Oktoberfest
Ballroom dancing
"I was drunk, ok?! I didn't know what I was doing. Can you just drop it already?"
Caught
Trespassing
"I almost lost you."
Tea
"Keep running your mouth like that and I'll have to put it to better use."
Punishment
"Daddy"
Carving pumpkins
Baking
"Don't you ever do that again!"
Kids
Babies
Pregnancy
You get some magic of your own
Spooky
Tired
Nap
Hayride
"Kiss Me"
Kidnapped
Wine
Catch me if you can
Jam
Stalker
Neighbor
"It could be worse"
Flying kites
Hospitalized
Runaway
Pride
Costume party
Trapped
Whispers
Loyalty
Bonfire
“Please wake up. I can’t do this without you.”
Ghosts
Innocent
Spiked
“I’ve seen the way you look at me when you think I don’t notice.”
Cozy
Sweater weather
Mole
Full moon
“Just once”
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inksandpensblog · 1 month
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I was looking for something completely different on Discord and I found this little moment I'd written out of a scene for the Rocket Killed Gold AU. I apparently wrote this on September 22, 2023; this means that it was conceived before "The Box" aired on YouTube, and has since been retconned. An early element of the AU was the idea that Mango only helps Orange rescue Chosen on the condition that Chosen remain paused the whole time. Since the AU has since been updated to better reflect the events of "The Box," much of this scene is no longer possible within the AU. But I still like the interaction here so I may as well share it.
Note: despite the name of the AU, in this excerpt I refer to Mango's child by the name Apricot. This excerpt also uses @skala's headcanon of Apricot having been adopted by Mango, after Apricot had been victimized by Dark's and Chosen's destruction whereas Mango had not; a headcanon which I may not be using in the updated AU.
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“Oh,” the kid scowled. “That guy.”
Mango frowned. “You know of The Dark Lord but not The Chosen One?”
It wasn’t unexpected, for a stick to know of neither. Sticks who’d dwelt in the interspace, that realm of the web beyond user access, tended to be more familiar with them than any city-stick of the outernet. Mango doubted that he himself would’ve ever heard of them, if it hadn’t been for the influx of refugees. If it hadn’t been for Apricot.
But the kid wasn’t an outernet stick.
He didn’t live on the web, either, and he hadn’t been born in a game. But he lived on a computer. A computer with a user who, by all accounts, had access to such spaces, even if the user couldn’t traverse them the way a stick could. A user who, judging by the Minecraft footage and Purple’s stories, hadn’t restricted the sticks’ access to such spaces either.
One of the common threads connecting all the stories, as Mango learned what had happened to his new ward, was that The Chosen One and The Dark Lord seemed to prefer targeting sites that were frequented by users. Spaces where animations and users mingled.
No…it was simply spaces that saw a lot of user traffic; it didn’t seem to make a difference, whether animations were caught in their rampages.
Another common thread had been that they never wreaked their havoc alone. Granted, they might be separated by physical distance, but if you saw one of them then you could be certain the other was nearby.
So it was strange that the kid wouldn’t know about them, but even stranger that he’d know of only one and not the other.
. . .
He remembered his confusion, when the wanted posters had been printed.
Most civilians wouldn’t know better, but Mango had more information about The Chosen One than most civilians, and that was before he’d taken a job at a lab run by a stick who clearly hailed from beyond the IP-barrier and liaised with other alien sticks. So he’d asked why only one of the dreaded duo was wanted. Bating The Dark Lord with a captured comrade hadn’t seemed wise, but it was the only reason he could come up with.
He’d been informed that The Dark Lord was not a concern.
Which, frankly, was ridiculous, and everyone working here should know better. But his superiors had turned a deaf ear to any further inquiries on his part.
. . .
If you saw one of them, you could be certain the other was nearby.
Except…the refugees had stopped coming. Rumors had gone quiet.
And The Chosen One had been tracked down to the outernet. He’d been captured in the outernet.
They’d never visited their destruction upon the stick-cities.
. . .
“I actually saw his name, that’s the only reason I know.” The kid was speaking. “If he’s got lore or something, I’m gonna have to disappoint you. Though,” and here his tone changed to something rueful, as he lifted the hem of his shirt up. “I guess you could say I’m familiar.”
Mango stared. “How are you alive?”
The kid let his shirt fall again, adjusting his grip on the paused black stick and letting out a chuckle that sounded more like he was responding to a dialogue cue than actually finding any amusement in the recollection. “I have no idea. I know how that sounds, but I really don’t know. As far as I was aware, I…”
Something in the kid’s eyes went distant. “I thought I had died. Everyone else had already— I, I watched him— “
Mango held up a hand, uncertain what he meant to convey with the gesture, but it seemed to snap the kid out of his daze anyway.
“But then, it was like I just…woke up,” the kid continued. “And he was gone, and everyone was somehow fine.”
“Gone?”
“Yeah. I…didn’t really think about it, at the time, I was just…so glad everyone was back. Was okay. We went home after that.”
“And where was he, during all this?”
The kid glanced at the stick in his arms.
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bornetoblood · 6 months
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i don't think you've ever seen her highness mango and I think that one's life cannot be complete just yet without witnessing her grace
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ALL HAIL!!!
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mangosimoothie · 2 months
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hi mango!! 🩸 💯 🍎 for ryan & atticus? <3
Thank you anna <33333
🩸 DROP OF BLOOD — what is your oc's blood type?
Ryan: Before he was turned it was AB- which, coincidentally, is Atticus's favorite. For him and Atticus now though, I don't think a vampire's body would make the antigens that give you a blood type, so I think they would all be O- 💯 HUNDRED POINTS SYMBOL — share three random facts about your oc that others may not know.
Ryan:
speaks 4 languages (english, hawaiian, japanese, and a complicated mesh of the three that only he and his brother can speak/understand)
Never went to college or culinary school! also baaarely graduated hs. He's smart, just didn't give a shit about school though especially when he had to work.
doesn't smile a lot but when he does you might be blessed with the knowledge that he has DIMPLES. Part of the reason why he's never clean shaven is the facial hair makes them less noticeable.
Atticus:
I love this fact bc it's true in game -- he's a lefty! I didn't know sims could be left handed, but I noticed whenever he's holding something in game it's always left! cute detail
DEEPLY deeply dislikes going into his dark form. He's only gone Dark a handful of times, all of them spurred from either being terrified or FURIOUS so he really has nothing but negative memories when it comes to being in his dark form. (Ryan thinks it's sexy though lol)
He's an immortal bookworm who loves Knowledge and has access to infinite generational wealth, so why not spend a few decades collecting degrees at various universities 🤷‍♀️ He's got a couple Bachelors, MAs, and MFAs in art, art history, history, dramaturgy, philosophy, comparative literature, and poetry just because he really likes to read and write and learn. No PhD because he never had any interest in being a professor, but he'd be more than qualified to teach a handful of humanities courses.
🍎 RED APPLE — where was your oc born?
Ryan was born in Hawaii and despite his vampirism will always be an island boy at heart. Even though he doesn't get to go back often, the island will always be very near and dear to his heart. He's also very protective of it, like REALLY does not fuck with haoles vacationing in Hawaii (unless it's Atticus coming with him when he visits his brother)
The Winthorpe family hails from England, but Atticus doesn't feel very nostalgic or tied to the place he was born. It was 300+ years ago and he's done so much traveling and living in other places since then.
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MY BABY GIRL MY DAUGHTER MY PRINCESS MY ANGEL MY SOUL ANGELINA MANGO JUST WON SANREMO ALL HAIL THE QUEEN
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dailyjimmybuffett · 2 months
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Son of a Son of a Sailor
As the son of a son of a sailor I went out on the sea for adventure Expanding the view of the captain and crew Like a man just released from indenture
As a dreamer of dreams and a travelin' man I have chalked up many a mile Read dozens of books about heroes and crooks And I learned much from both of their styles
Son of a son, son of a son, Son of a son of a sailor Son of a gun, load the last ton One step ahead of the jailer
Now away in the near future Southeast of disorder You can shake the hand of the mango man As he greets you at the border
And the lady, she hails from Trinidad Island of the spices Salt for your meat and cinnamon sweet And the rum is for all your good vices
Haul the sheet in as we ride on the wind That our forefathers harnessed before us Hear the bells ring as the tight rigging sings It's a son of a gun of a chorus
Where it all ends I can't fathom my friends If I knew I might toss out my anchor So I'll cruise along, always searchin' for songs Not a lawyer, a thief, or a banker
But a son of a son, son of a son, Son of a son of a sailor Son of a gun, load the last ton One step ahead of the jailer
I'm just a son of a son, son of a son, Son of a son of a sailor The sea's in my veins, my tradition remains I'm just glad I don't live in a trailer
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barry-j-blupjeans · 2 years
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Since, you're still taking prompts, 16 and whoever you want? :o)
16. no, I see the superpowers yeah I just, I'm not sure you got them from your medication, yeah, and would you say that's a negative side effect or
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In hindsight, maybe this was a little bit of karma. Magnus had always said he wanted superpowers, but he knew that it would never be a reality. Supers had old genes, strands that were dying out with each passing generation. The gene was supposedly hailed from a curse, or a spell, or something, but that always brought about the question of "what magic uses other magic as a curse?" In this day and age, all supers, and anyone with the gene, were well documented. Most of them worked from the Bureau of Benevolence, anyway, since they could hardly get a job anywhere else.
Still, kids could dream. They were unrealistic dreams, yes, and highly unorthodox, but they were dreams nonetheless. By the time most kids got to high school, the dream would be all but dead. Rarely did anyone develop powers after the age of thirteen and even then, you already had different dreams you picked out for yourself, different wants and needs in your head.
Magnus was twenty-two when he got diagnosed with ADHD, which was a fucking long time to go undiagnosed. And he was twenty-two, two months, and twenty-nine when he started taking medication for it. And he was twenty-two, three months, and nineteen days old when he developed a superpower.
He wished the discovery had been during something cool. Like, imagine if he discovered he had fucking super strength by stopping a car from running over a kid. Or winning the state arm wrestling contest. Or even going to the Olympics and breaking every record before finally realizing, hey, no one should be able to lift that much!
But no. He got stuck with the realization when he woke up one morning and promptly ripped his bedroom door off its hinges.
Magnus is twenty-two, six months, and twenty-seven days old when he first stepped foot onto the Bureau of Benevolence's floating base and was immediately pushed into a room with five other Supers.
"Oh, shit!" And was that Lup? As in, the woman who lit a bank on fire and then got hired by the Bureau to avoid jail time Lup? Fuck, she looked even cooler in person. "New guy! What's his face- Mango Bumstines."
"Marvin Buttcheeks," Taako, who, similarly, had joined the Bureau after transmuting an iron door into a get-away car for himself and Lup.
"Meatass Bangles," Lup said.
"Mirror Bubbles."
"Fuckin' Miniman Brothbooth."
"Magnus," Magnus interrupted. "Burnsides. Magnus Burnsides."
"I was close," Lup said, standing from the couch. Sitting next to her was Barry, who Magnus's mom claimed she personally saw bring a squirrel back to life after running it over. Then Davenport, who was playing a game of checkers with a clone of himself, and Merle Highchurch, who was sitting in a hammock made of a big palm leaf from a plant that definitely didn't fit the decor of the room.
"You- you weren't," Magnus said. "At all."
"Ehh," Taako said. "She was close."
"I've heard a lot about you, Magnus Sideburns," Lup said, swinging her arm around his shoulder. Magnus had to crouch a little so she could actually get an arm around him. He had already been pretty big before the super strength, but after, dear god.
"Burnsides," Magnus said. And then, "You, uh, you have?"
"Oh yeah," Lup said. "Farm boy gets super strength after starting medication for his ADHD. I'd be surprised if literally anyone hadn't heard of you by now."
"I'm getting so sick of it," Taako said from the couch. He had put his feet up on Barry's lap and Barry looked both uncomfortable and resigned about it. "I liked it better when they were talking about me."
"You're old news," Lup said. She moved to stand in front of Magnus, putting her hands on his shoulders. Again, he had to crouch a little more. "Listen, Magno-"
"Again, it's Magnus. Mag-n-us."
"Mogonus," Lup said. Still, Magnus couldn't lie. He was a little intimidated. Okay, a lot intimidated. Lup might have been a little shorter than him, but he was acutely aware that the gloves she always had on unless she was getting ready to burn something were very much off. "Listen."
She leaned closer. Magnus gulped.
"Is it true that you thought your power was just a side effect of your pills?" she asked in a hushed tone, though the dramatic effect was a little ruined by Taako sniggering in the background. "Because that's fucking hilarious, babe, I gotta know if it's true."
It was true.
"Of course I didn't," Magnus scoffed. "I knew what was up right away."
Lup made a choked sort of noise and she pressed her lips together in an attempt not to laugh. Clearly, she didn't believe him.
"I did!" Magnus insisted. Lie, lie, lie, why was he lying? What was he gaining from this? His mom was right, he was a compulsive liar. "Like, I read up on the side effects before I started taking it-"
He hadn't at all. This much was obvious to Lup, at least.
"Uh-huh," Lup said, with barely constrained giggles. "Sure you did."
"Leave the kid alone," Merle said from his leaf hammock. "It ain't his fault he's a late bloomer."
"But pill side effects!" Lup said, now not even bothering to constrain her delight at it all. "That's the stupidest shit I've ever heard!"
"Hey!" Magnus said. The starstruck feeling was fading now, steadily being replaced with a little bit of embarrassment and a whole lot of annoyance. "At least I didn't burn down a bank on accident!"
"Who said it was an accident?" Lup said, winking.
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the-kalos-captain · 22 days
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"THIS IS YOUR CAPTAIN SHOUTING!"
Hail 'nd well met! I've been meanin' to make one of these for an entire century, but it turns out that I had to install Wi-Fi onto the Wishmaker before I could do that bit. Old girl is still a bit behind the times. Or, uh, maybe I'm the one behind the times...? Not sure. It's hard to tell these days!
Movin' swiftly on, I gotta make one of those introductions, right? Awesome.
My name's Bennett Nuit (he/him), last I checked I was 20 but... actually- don't worry about it.
I'm Kalos born (but, y'know. I've been around most of the regions by this point), 'nd I captain the Wishmaker - she's basically the closest thing to a steampunk airship thing that I can get - though maybe it's more so piloting it? I think it's more ship than plane personally, 'nd what I say goes! She's built to house a fair few people but it's just me, my own pokémon 'nd whoever (or whatever) wants to join.
My team (or crew... but I guess team is more technical) is:
Lychee, a male Zoroark who definitely isn't the one secretly running this blog. Strangely he's a fan of eating sawdust. BATTLER
Papaya, a female Flygon. She bites as a sign of affection. 'nd also as a sign of hatred. It's like a 50/50 shot. BATTLER
Yuzu, a male Absol. Once I found him sleepin' in the crow's nest and I still dunno how he got up there considerin' I had to carry him down. BATTLER
Mango, a male Ninetales. It took me 4 months to realise he was shiny and not just an Alolan variant with strange fur. Sorry Mango. BATTLER
Starfruit, a male Lucario. Somehow he's learnt to use the kitchen. Arceus help us all. BATTLER
Cloudberry, a male Milotic. Big fan of sprinklers - he makes me set one up every time we dock or land somewhere. BATTLER
Honeydew, the goddamn Jirachi that just keeps hanging around despite the constant attention and attacks it causes. NON-BATTLER
There are others that stay sometimes, but... they're not mine. Honeydew isn't either but it'd get upset if I didn't mention it.
OOC INFORMATION:
Hi! I'm Ashe/Calem, he/they/it. 19 yrs old, AUDHD, absolutely NOT normal about Pokémon. I don't really know how this community works so I'm just gonna... hope and pray I get it right, I guess. @kanacozmez is my main!
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