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just made myself a little sick thinking about cassie and clotho as direct opposite of cain and abel
#obviously cassie killing her sister is like. a constructed myth#clotho gets herself into a horrible situation and dies by her own dismerit#cassie just comes too late and sees the aftermath#but im thinking of. the demon she summons being the parallel to god#cassie as the 'i am my sister's keeper and i must get her back'#cassie using a rock to smash her sister open so she can eat her#because she HAS to bring her back to life she HAS to digest her she HAS to consume her its the only way#looks into the camera and starts shaking
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How… do snake farts work, then? Like… what, biologically speaking, allows/causes them to be so loud?
This is actually a really great question and involves some super interesting biology!
The majority of the time, snakes fart pretty much only when they're passing waste, and the noise is just caused by air passing through the cloacal sphincter - the muscles on the side of the snake's cloaca. When not passing waste, snake farts are often pretty quiet. Because snakes are carnivores, they don't build up gas in their gut the way animals who eat plants will, so regular gas-buildup farts are so quiet you won't notice them.
But there's another reason a snake will fart, and it's the most interesting one! Sometimes, snakes will fart as a self-cleaning mechanism, when their stomach feels a little upset or if they feel they have something stuck in their cloaca. What they'll do is forcibly move air through their digestive system. The snake will open their mouth wide, suck in air (enough you'll see them puff up), and then push air out of the cloaca with an often very loud fart. The sheer volume this one often has, paired with how the snake will open their mouth and contract their body to move air through, resulted in many new keepers being absolutely horrified that their snake is farting so hard they're going to die.
Interesting stuff, huh? Snake farts are super weird, but it's important to note they shouldn't be happening super often. If your snake is farting on a very regular basis, it's worth checking out with a vet visit to make sure everything looks good.
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*smacks your door open like Shrek* FACTS ABOUT VULTURES, BRO?
A… VULTURE is a raptor
across the world adapted
to feed on diverse creatures once dead.
They can snack on carrion
pausing from aviation
to shine as pinnacle symbols of dread.
Well, these birds barf acid
and they digest rapid,
Circling a carcass even 'fore it goes flaccid.
But some will kill lambs just to eat their bones,
they scoop 'em up live and they drop 'em on stones.
Some have bald heads, some fly in fleets,
Some cool off by pissing on their feet.
Their stomach acid kills most disease,
As digitigrades they have funky knees.
Condor- That's a Vulture,
They're endangered, must breed.
Bearded- That's a Vulture,
They digest bones to feed.
There's species in new world and old,
They have feathers to protect from the cold.
In some legends, they can play the grim reaper.
Then in others, they can be your soul's keeper.
To Aztecs they meant rejuvenation,
In the Ramayana one had earned much veneration.
Some can use tools like rocks to break shells,
some can hunt well only using just smell,
some will dye their feathers with red blood,
without them most ecologies would go thud.
Turkey- That's a Vulture,
Turkey Vultures, I mean.
Buzzard- That's a Vulture,
They're endemic to Crete.
A feeding group is called a "wake,"
then when they're in flight, a "kettle" they make.
(Musical interlude and wet Vulture eating sounds sample)
Hooded- That's a Vulture,
They can nest in palm trees.
Griffon- That's a Vulture,
They're big on Halloween.
Dress as vultures to impress your friends,
They'll all miss the bird jokes when holidays end…
Some vultures lack notes-
There's no organ in their throats
that can make a chirp or caw or a squeak.
But, if they were to quote,
they would probly rather eat a goat,
that was already minced for their beak.
So, that's a vulture,
that's their avian culture.
Immortalized in paintings and immortalized in sculpture.
They're pretty cool birds and they sure look neat,
especially when dripping with rotting meat.
So help conserve and leave them be,
and adore them if they're in a tree.
Accipitridae or Cathartidae,
Enjoy them all and look at them fly!
White-Rump, that's a Vulture,
it is named for its butt.
Palm-nut, that's a Vulture,
it can feed on mollusks.
So that's all about this fine bird.
Go and fact check everything that you've just heard.
Yes, that's all about this great bird.
No go write about them, you absolute nerd.
#vulture#vultures#all-star#smash mouth#slight unreality#please anyone send me a message if you record this
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NEVER HAVE I EVER // MYSTIC FALLS GANG + MIKAELSONS
aka the ‘slutty damon salvatore’ agenda. set around s3?
“Never have I ever slept with a Salvatore,” Bonnie says, pleased with herself as she grins pointedly at Elena and Caroline. As expected, they both drink, along with Rebekah and Katherine, and to everyone’s surprise, Klaus, Kol, and Elijah.
Damon’s eyes go wide, before he shouts “BINGO!”, drawing everyone’s puzzled attention onto him. “I’ve got the full set,” he announces proudly, and receives even more confused looks in return. “I’ve slept with all of the living Mikaelsons,” he explains, before narrowing his eyes, “unless you have another sibling stashed away somewhere,” he says accusingly, visibly relaxing when Klaus (as keeper of the caskets) shakes his head.
“No, darling,” Kol purrs, eyeing the elder Salvatore seductively, mostly to see which entertaining reactions he can pull from the doppelgänger. “Just us four left. Now tell us, who was the best? It was me, right?” He asks with a wide grin.
Stefan, staring gobsmacked at Klaus, asks him, “When was this?” Klaus smirks back. “Just a one night stand before we met, Rippah.” Damon rolls his eyes and interjects, “Like 1860, Stef. No need to get jealous - it was long before we turned.”
Elena eventually manages to gather her wits, eyes flickering around the room as she digests this newest information dump. “I’m sorry, what?!” She asks, shooting both Salvatores a hurt glare. “Since when are you two gay?” Stefan frowns. “I’m not?” He says, at the same time Damon says “Since never?”
“B-but…. Why?” Elena asks, disgust evident in her tone.
Damon pulls a face. “Look at them,” he points, the ‘duh’ implied, and Stefan nods along as his brother continues. “Why not? I highly recommend it.”
Pouting because his question remains unanswered, Kol asks again, “So, Damon, now that you’ve had the pleasure of bedding each of us, who’s your favourite?” Katherine snorts at the puppy dog eyes and fluttering lashes Kol gives. “Elijah,” Damon instantly says, tossing a saucy little wink towards the eldest Original.
“What? Why?” Kol whines, so not okay with being outdone by his big brother. “Well,” Damon starts, slowly trailing a finger around the rim of his glass, “for starters, have you seen how hard—“
“That’s enough, Damon!” Elijah says, blushing furiously. Damon looks back, innocently. “I was just gonna say how hardworking you are.” Turning back to the group, Damon grins deviously. “Plus, he’s got a huge co- “LALALALA,” Rebekah covers her ears in disgust.
“Collection of suits…” Damon trails off. “But seriously, that dick though…” He’s interrupted by a large hand slapping over his mouth, but he just licks it away. “I mean, what a ride.”
#tvd#damon salvatore#elijah mikaelson#delijah#klaus mikaelson#klamon#kol mikaelson#kolmon#kol x damon#rebekah mikaelson#dabekah
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When people remain so hard on Gale for 'still talking' about Mystra, it's just.....ohhh boy. Of all the main cast, Gale's definitely one (alongside Wyll) whose relationship with their authority figure, abuser, manipulator, keeper, however you want to call them, is routinely discredited. Their abuses aren't digestible enough. Isn't 'sympathetic' enough. Shadowheart and Astarion have clear overbearing abusers with exceedingly evil personalities. It's apparently 'easier' for some people to show compassion to a victim's hurts if they've the physical scars to prove it, if their abuser fits every bill of a sadist without any effort to hide said sadism. But show Gale, a man who looks older than essentially the whole party, who was with Mystra who appears younger, speaks in a polite/levelled tone, who was 'simply upset' with Gale for 'disrespecting her boundaries', and Gale just becomes...the hung up ex who fumbled a baddie. Y'know, barring the fact that she knew of him and very likely kept eyes on him as a boy, had never actually told Gale the book he was looking for was Karsite in nature, left him to die alone, then came back and said, 'hey, I'll forgive you if you literally blow yourself up by SINKING A DAGGER STRAIGHT INTO YOUR CHEST when I have every ability to remove the orb myself.' Barring, too, that beyond his lover, she was his GODDESS, a goddess who controlled his fealty and commanded his utmost devotion, he being Gale Dekarios, a mortal, human man who was undoubtedly manipulated. Being with someone like that will destroy anyone's reality. He scrabbled for any sort of approval from a far more powerful figure. Many victims of abuse do.
But hey. And don't get me started on Wyll. Man literally made a pact to save others, sacrificed his freedom for the benefit of all, and ended up hard leashed by a literal devil. A devil! Goddddd. Also iffy that Wyll had no agency to make his decision with his pact in act 3 while barely having any lines to speak of, and how Gale is encouraged to apologize and make amends with Mystra for his character arc. Hmm.
#OOC.#TBD.#My monthly rant and how I do not trust Gale in some ppl's hands#goes to sleep. 💤#personally i feel gale should never apologize. i feel gale should be petty and ruin mystras day.#i personally feel all vicfims of abuse should stick it to em. this whole 'healing is forgiving' arc is so LMAOAOA.#nooooo thank you. forgive never.#the narrative ppl push saying not only was gale not abused but HE was the abuser is so :))))#some ppl have never been in a deeply traumatic relationship before. and it shows! good for them tbh#but fucking have some compassion and critical thinking skills.
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Headcanons —» "them comforting you on your period"
Characters —» Rindou, Sanzu, Mitsuya, Wakasa —» x fem!reader
Warnings —» mentions of blood and pain
Notes —» there we go — another version as requested. I hope you like it (you know who you are skskskw). ʕ⁎̯͡⁎ʔ༄
"them comforting you on your period (1)" — Ran, Kakucho, Koko, Inupi
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Rindou
Rinrin will pretend to be nonchalant about it but uh oh
He hears you wince in pain only once and he's by your side like a damn guard
You have to tell him multiple times that you're not about to die slskkssw
He's also one who cooks you food, I'm pretty sure he's quite decent at it
Rinnie gets super soft for you when he sees you wearing his hoodies
Wants you to relax for him
He will be like, "I will go work out with Kaku. When I come back I better see your cute ass on the couch."
Will give you a loving and reassuring kiss before he leaves and will make sure you are 100% content with being alone for one to two hours
If your condition isn't all too great, he will tell Ran to check up on you when he's gone
When he comes back, he doesn't come empty handed
Either bought some snacks on his way home or new period products in case you will run out of 'em soon
Should you ever leak onto the sheets or something else, he will simply shrug it off
"Why are you embarrassed, it's no big deal, baby."
Will help you clean it up and will literally never be disgusted by it or you
Very reliable and loving — 9.5/10
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Sanzu (final timeline)
A KEEPER
So understanding, especially since he experiences Senju's mood swings first hand lol
Knows you are about to get your period days before you do and starts massaging your lower belly occasionally during your cuddle sessions
Will never tell you that he knows though, it's his little secret
It makes him feel like he can do something good for you
And then you get your period and he thinks you deserve to be taken care of
He will do all the cleaning, doesn't let you lift a single finger
He will definitely put your clothes in the dryer when you take a shower so that you have something warm to wear once you finish showering
LOVES to do your hair for you and will literally pester you until you let him have his way
"Haru, I'm not sick you know."
"I know. Now let me take care of you, sweets."
Doesn't take no for an answer, he can get really annoying skskskw
You once stained some sweatpants he gave you to wear and you were sure he would rip your head off
Your head is still in its respective place and Haru simply stated that he will just buy a new one should there still be a stain after washing it thoroughly
An angel when it comes to you — 9.9/10
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Mitsuya
A godsend
Is a natural at taking care of you and helping you
Just like Ran, he behaves like a mom sometimes
Will run you a bath and will wash your back and your hair for you if you let him
He's so good at what he's doing, you feel his touch linger even after he's done
Another one who cooks for you two
Makes sure it's something that's easily digestible so that you don't have to deal with additional stomach aches
Mitsuya claims that you should be as comfortable as possible and therefore made you special pajamas to wear when you're on your period
Always strokes your lower back when you lay in bed and will gently massage you when you tell him that your back pain got worse
He also always restocks your period products and you could swear they spawn out of nowhere
He once woke up to you bleeding onto the sheets and gently woke you up as well
"Don't worry your pretty head about it. You're not in pain, are you?"
Has his hands around your waist a lot and will often give you back hugs
He will ask you to go out with him to take a quick walk because he heard that moving sometimes helps
Please take care of him too, he deserves it — 10/10
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Wakasa
Turns into a complete snuggle bug but you like to tease him for it sometimes
"Who are you and what did you do to my feisty boyfriend?"
Will tickle you as a 'punishment' until you tell him that you were only joking
Lives to make you laugh and claims that laughing is the best and most natural medicine to fight the pain
Sees your pouty lips and immediately opens his arms for you cuddle up to him
Waka is, contrary to popular belief, very loving and needy for love so he will gladly pamper you too
Might grumble sometimes but that's just the typical Wakasa-effect, just ignore that lmao
Will do your skincare routine for you but will pretend to be annoyed, until you remind him that it was his own idea all along
And when you offer to do his in return, he turns you down
"Today's about you princess. I'm trying to be a good boyfriend here."
He's very gentle while applying the face mask and the products that follow after
Loves to squish your cheeks, it's his way of showing affection
He would also offer you to go to gym with him and jokes about fighting your cramps
Also another man who's very nonchalant about stains, he thinks it's normal and doesn't fuss over it at all
Doesn't fall asleep without having his hands on either your aching back, stomach or even your boobs
Congrats, you tamed him — 9/10
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#tokyo revengers#tokyo revengers x reader#tokyo revengers headcanons#tokyo revengers fluff#rindou haitani#rindou haitani x reader#sanzu haruchiyo#haruchiyo akashi#sanzu haruchiyo x reader#sanzu x reader#mitsuya takashi#mitsuya takashi x reader#wakasa imaushi#wakasa imaushi x reader#kazutora-lover
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I picture a tiny swallowing a melon seed by mistake, maybe a genetically modified cantaloupe or similar. The gobble up a piece, and seed slips on in, and settles into the stomach. It sprouts, and finally starts growing into another cantaloupe. It stretches the tiny to their limits - the hard and unripe fruit being heavy and solid, impossible to digest
I love plant preg!! Every day the poor tiny's tummy grows bigger and bigger, getting more and more flushed as it stretches to its absolute limit. The coating on the outside of the fruit keeps them from being able to break it down and digest it, so all the poor tiny can do is sit/lie there, helpless, letting out tiny, sweet-smelling burps from time to time, nothing more than a host for the cantaloupe. Maybe his keeper lotions up his belly every day to keep his prized pet from developing unsightly stretch marks, making the poor tiny wail and beg him to stop because his tummy is so sensitive when it's already stretched to bursting...
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so here’s part 2 of my james potter hcs bc this shitbag lives in my head rent free :))
(part 1 for those interested)
his prescription isn’t really heavy and he can technically get around without his glasses, but he gets really bad headaches if he doesn’t wear them
tried muggle contacts for a bit but got an eye infection after a month, went back to glasses permanently
can get really, really mean in the blink of an eye if he sees or hears something he doesn’t appreciate—something as innocent as feeling jealous or something as bad as blatant bigotry, doesn’t really matter. fandom may say that he was sirius’ moral compass but ohhh boy
“imagine sirius black having to reel you in” - overheard in the hospital wing by a random hufflepuff after a group of wannabe death eaters got hexed so badly for terrorising some muggleborn students they had to stay there for two days
can argue himself out of any sticky situation by being passionate and arrogant (like only getting a month’s worth of detention for hexing said group of wannabe death eaters into a two-day stay at the hospital wing)
did not relentlessly pursue lily, actually. he didn’t ask her out until their fifth year and stopped entirely after the slur-incident
did form a relentless (at times one-sided) rivalry that often went way too far with severus snape though, i’ll give you that
he’s got hazel eyes with a bit of green thank you
his nose isn’t longer than harry’s (he’s got a ‘hidung pesek’, like my mum would say). his nosebridge can’t hold up european glasses and it’s a struggle
sirius looks physically like his father which means james does, shamefully, find orion black handsome in a purely aesthetic way. he’ll take this tidbit to the grave with him though as sirius would have an aneurysm if he found out that james thinks orion is a bit of a dilf
james has tackled peter multiple times. most notably, that one time it was over the last digestive in the biscuit tin that hope lupin sent remus
peter broke his nose and james cried because he felt so bad
he’s got a dab hand at healing spells and sirius is good at cleaning spells so it was fine in the end
also ugly crier james 2k23. that man can WEEP
gives the BEST hugs. you’ll feel so safe. he just presses your face against his chest and you’ve got to take it, because it’ll relax your entire body
“it’s like i’ve been reborn” - peter pettigrew after The James Hug following the orange marmalade incident of 1975
will never talk about the orange marmalade incident of 1975 because peter asked him nicely
great secret keeper!! should’ve been his own secret keeper, actually!!
big beatles fan and really cringy about it: he even considers getting a mop top for a bit.
thinks george harrison looks like sirius (but not as handsome) and therefore george is his favourite
same james
ALSO he would be so flattered that some parts of this fandom see him as ATJ’s john lennon i swear lmao
would kill for sirius and has considered killing for sirius on multiple occasions
harry’s ‘trouble usually finds me’ gene comes from him and he has been face to face with acromantulas on multiple occasions purely by accident
harry’s ‘there’s no need to call me sir, professor’ gene is a mix of lily’s sass and james’ smart-assery. part of the reason jily started dating is bc they could match each other’s quips so well
good at practical magic with several seemingly random interests in the theoretical background of certain types of magic. will go off on a tangent on the Braach’s Sixteen Laws of Weight when someone offhandedly mentions a featherlight charm
created the runic sequences of the Map that ground the spellwork woven into the object to ambient magic all by himself and was SO proud of himself that severus was valid in saying james strutted around like he owned the place
human embodiment of the following emoticon= >:3
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A Hundred Ways to Become a Wayne
batfamily + oc insert
tw: none
wanna read more? here’s the table of contents!
want to read the first fic in the hundred days series so you understand what’s going on here? here it is!
THIS IS THE LAST CHAPTER THIS IS THE LAST CHAPTER THIS IS THE LAST CHAPTER. Get ready for a bittersweet ending my friends 🥹 THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR YOUR LOVE AND SUPPORT ON THIS PROJECT. It means so much to me🥹
part forty-six
❝ EVERYTHING IS OKAY? ❞
SUNDAY — SEPTEMBER 20 — 3:04PM
LIFE WENT LARGELY BACK TO NORMAL (IN IT'S TYPICAL STRANGE WAY).
The Secret Keeper was dead. The metahumans were released from mind control. Gotham was cleaning up, getting ready to rebuild. Everyone was okay.
For a while, Bentley was nothing more than a whole lot of sore. Everything hurt, like his internal organs and all. He was practically living off of ibuprofen and other painkillers. He wasn’t allowed to eat anything super hard to digest, so he’d been inhaling soup and jello and tea in favor of being in the least amount of pain possible.
Nico’s parents came to get him a few days after Bentley’s surgery. It was a dramatic reunion, as expected, and Bentley was glad about it. Nico seemed glad about it, too. They thanked Bruce for his help and took Nico home without a moment, to maybe, hopefully, talk things over.
Asten was staying at the Wayne Manor until further notice. Bruce had been talking to the right people and already had some kind of court date or something set up. Bentley wasn’t sure what that was all about (maybe something about sending Asten back to Brazil? Which would suck), but he did know that Asten was doing pretty good for a kid who’d been dead. He was more closed off and quiet than normal, and had refused a guest room in favor of sleeping on the other side of Bentley’s bed, but it was okay. Nico made sure to call them nearly every single day and talk about everything and nothing, which Asten seemed to enjoy. He’d be okay.
The Wayne family was there in full force to make sure Asten and Bentley were okay and taken care of and happy. Not a single Wayne stayed hidden, not a single one left — they all made sure to come to dinner every night and tell stupid stories, to have their nightly time in the den watching movies they’d all seen too many times already, to coax Alfred into playing games around the table with them, to hang out in the backyard with the dogs, to have huge spontaneous sleepovers downstairs when their movie marathon got a little out of hand. The Wayne’s were back to how they’d been when Bentley first got there. They were the real Wayne’s again.
And for the first time in a long time, everything was okay.
Until it wasn’t.
Until Nico showed up on the doorstep of Wayne Manor a week and one day after Bentley’s surgery with bad, bad news.
“You’re what?” Asten growled.
Nico looked down at the concrete beneath his shoes. His parents were behind him in their car, doors closed but windows rolled down, talking to Bruce, who was standing out next to the vehicle. Nico’s eyes and nose were red. The sun was shining and the birds were chirping — it was a nice, not freezing Monday afternoon. But that didn’t matter.
Nico scraped the toe of his tennis shoe across the concrete, not bringing his red-rimmed blue eyes up. “We’re moving.”
Bentley (decked out unabashedly in his sailboat pajamas) and Asten (also unashamedly wearing the same pjs he’d had on for at least two days) stared blankly; one shocked, the other on the edge of livid.
Nico was… leaving? Like really leaving and never coming back?
Bentley muttered: “Where?” At the same time Asten spat: “When?”
Nico still didn’t look up, but instead, stared at the bottoms of his black sweatpants. “Missouri. A week from today. My… parents don’t think it’s safe here anymore. They have friends there.”
Bentley glanced over at Asten, who was staring, calculatively. His green eyes flicked back to Nico’s parents’ car with the same fire in it that he had the day he knocked out Jesse Todryk. “Your parents' friends can piss right off.”
“Asten,” Bruce warned from the car (he really does have Batman ears). “Don’t make this harder than it already is for him.”
(Oh yeah, did Bentley mention that Bruce had already eased into dad-mode with Asten? Because he had. No one in the Manor expected much less, really.)
Nico kept staring dutifully at the ground.
“I’m sorry.” He whispered, hardly audible, voice wavering slightly. He brought the sleeve of his blue hoodie up to rub at his eyes. “I… I don’t have a choice.”
As it became prominent he was crying, Bentley stepped up and hugged him. Nico didn’t bother putting his arms around him, choosing to instead keep covering his face, but Bentley didn’t mind.
One of Bentley’s only two friends was really leaving? For real?
Don’t. Freaking. Cry. That would make it so much worse for him. Bentley blinked back a dull sting behind his eyes and forced it away.
They were all quiet for a minute.
“I told them everything. It’s my fault we’re leaving,” Nico muttered, bringing his arms up and around Bentley after a moment. “They-they said there’s someone in Central City that will train me. The same guy that saved my life when I was a baby.”
Bentley hummed. Didn’t the super fast guy who was on the Justice League with Bruce live in Central City?
There was no way Nico was going to train with The Flash, was there?
(Was the Barry from the adoption letter The Flash?)
Bentley rubbed his back lightly. “That’ll be good for you.”
He and Asten shared brief eye contact, during which Bentley made his best please just be supportive face, and after a moment, Asten walked away, disappearing back into the manor without a single word.
Bentley sighed lightly.
“Asten’s pissed,” Nico muttered, and he felt Nico grab onto the back of his shirt. “I knew he would be.”
“He’s just sad,” Bentley tried, rubbing his back a little again. “He is your best friend.”
“And so are you. It’s like they don’t even care that I’m having to leave you guys behind. That this affects more than just me,” Nico groaned in annoyance.
Bentley breathed in, glancing at Nico’s parents’ car. They were smiling, chatting with Bruce. “If it’s going to be better and safer for you, then… I’d rather you go.”
Nico pulled away from him, giving him a deadpan look. “No offense, Bentley, but if you were told it would be better for someone if you cut off your own legs with a handsaw, you’d do it.”
“I would not,” Bentley argued, and Nico wiped at his watery eyes. A moment of silence passed.
“This isn’t really something we can change, so we should make the best of it, right?” Bentley questioned. “Maybe you can come over one more time before you leave.”
“Maybe… I’ll ask,” Nico replied, sighing lightly, running a hand through his hair. “I hate this.”
“It’ll be okay,” Bentley reassured. (But would it really be okay?) “We can talk to you on the phone every day.”
“But Asten-“
“Trust me, we’ll take care of Asten,” Bentley replied, attempting the patented Bruce Wayne reassuring smile. “You’re going to a new place to train with someone who has superpowers, away from creepy Gotham and Jesse Todryk and supervillains. I think it’ll be great. And you can call us whenever you want to.”
Nico sniffled, then stared at the ground. “But, Asten’s whole family got killed and now his best friend is leaving. What if this, like, pushes him over an edge? Again?”
Bentley shrugged lightly. “We have a Jason for that.”
“Bentley, I’m serious,”
“So am I,” He replied, glancing back at the car momentarily. “Everything will be okay here.”
“What if I don’t want it to be okay?” Nico questioned, catching Bentley off-guard. Their eyes met and there was some level of hurt in his blue irises. “What if I want you guys to need me here?”
Bentley sighed lightly, blinking a few times, looking around. “You’re our friend. We’ll always need you.”
“You can say that now, but we’re all just going to forget about each other in a few years. That’s what happens every time I move,” Nico muttered, crossing his arms.
“We broke into our teacher’s cabin, got kidnapped and turned into metahumans, and went into a war zone together. I don’t think there’s much of a risk of us forgetting each other,” Bentley stated, snickering lightly. “It’ll-“
“Yeah, but one day you’re going to have a bunch of new friends and just say something like oh yeah once me and this blonde kid played superhero. That’s always what happens when someone moves. And I’m just going to be stuck at home being homeschooled and doing nothing forever.”
“Nico, we’ve gotta go, bud!” His father called from the driver's side window.
Bentley sighed lightly, glancing back at Nico, whose eyes were watering again. “Nico, I promise I will not forget about you, okay? None of us will. We’ll talk all the time.”
Nico nodded in response, but didn’t say anything else. Instead, he turned and silently made for the car, passing Bruce on the way, who patted his shoulder reassuringly.
Bentley watched Nico climb in the car, and Bruce made his way back to the manor, settling with him in the doorway.
The car pulled off.
One of Bentley’s first ever friends was leaving.
Bruce’s hand landed between his shoulder blades and rubbed his back there. “You okay, chum?”
“I don’t think so,”
(He didn’t cry until Nico’s car was long gone.)
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SUNDAY — SEPTEMBER 27 — 2:23PM
Asten was pissed for the whole week. Whatever small progress had been made to pull him out of his shell and help open him up after his uncle’s death disappeared completely. He was back to hardly talking to anyone, like he had been right after he’d started staying there. (Bentley pretended to be asleep when he heard Asten crying the night after Nico told them.)
He still came to dinner and the den and everything, but he just wasn’t talking. Not when Bentley tried, not when Jason tried, not when Bruce or Dick tried.
But, even with Asten in silence, time went on too fast. Days passed where Nico called just to cry and Asten never said anything, so Bentley took up the comforting role as best he could. Astern didn’t talk again until Nico came over on Sunday afternoon, to spend some time with them before he left on Monday morning.
Bruce was in town for the court time he had set up. Dick had gone back to Bludhaven for the day and would be back for dinner. Damian was very obviously hiding and avoiding the emotional mess. Jason and Tim had gone somewhere (Together? Which was weird. And suspicious. Bentley was pretty sure they were trying to avoid an explosion, too.) which meant that, besides the dogs and Alfred, who appeared occasionally, there was no mediator. So the time Nico was over was mostly spent in the front courtyard in silence. The dogs were playing with each other in the sunny grass in front of Wayne Manor, running the driveway and having the time of their little lives, but Bentley, Nico, and Asten were sitting quietly on the stairs. Saying nothing. Doing nothing.
Nico was obviously not taking the move well. As soon as he’d arrived, it was obvious by the flushing on his face that he’d been crying again. Bentley would be lying if he said it didn’t hurt a little. After all, Nico was literally one of his first friends ever. They’d been through a lot of crazy crap together, and he was being dragged away because of it. (Did that mean it was technically Bentley’s fault he was moving?) Not to mention how much Asten had been through with him.
It didn’t matter anymore anyways, they couldn’t change his parents' minds.
For now, they settled for sitting on the steps. In silence.
For a while.
Until Nico exhaled shakily, on the verge of crying again. “This is torture.”
Bentley, completely clueless as to what he should say, scooted closer to him and squeezed his shoulder instead.
“It’ll be okay,” Was what he settled on whispering.
“No it won’t,” Was Nico’s quick response. “It’ll be a nightmare. How am I supposed to just leave? Asten’s practically lived with me for two entire years. We’ve gone through so much crap in these past few months and they just want to take me away? Without asking? Most of my life has been in Gotham and now they want to change that?”
Bentley hummed. “Have you told them that?”
“Yeah. They’re all like we understand honey but it’s not safe here anymore,” Nico mocked. “They don’t even-“
At that very moment, Nico’s parents drove through the gate of Wayne Manor.
It suddenly hit Bentley that he might never see him again.
As soon as Nico saw the car, he started full-on crying, hard.
The three of them stood up as Nico’s parents approached like they were about to get sentenced to prison. Nico turned on a dime and hugged Bentley, hard, and Bentley hugged him back.
“I’m so sorry,” Nico muttered. Bentley blinked a few times, trying to be strong and subdue the faint burn that was surfacing behind his eyes.
“It’s okay,” He replied, in a whisper, just in case his voice were to break.
After a minute, the car pulled up to the house, and Nico pulled away, glancing over at Asten. “I… I’m so sor-“
Before he could finish, Asten grabbed him by the shoulders and pulled him into a tight embrace.
“You’re going to be the most epic superhero ever,” He said, though his face was mostly hidden, and Bentley assumed it was because his voice was a little thick. “I’m... gonna miss you.”
As if Nico wasn’t crying hard enough already. He pulled an arm out of the embrace and extended it toward Bentley, offering him one last hug.
Bentley accepted, engaging in the very first group hug of his life. (He liked it. He would’ve liked it more if they weren’t all almost crying, though.)
“Nico, bud, it’s time to go,” Came his father’s voice.
They all separated, looking around with slight horror on their features. Asten was crying, too — only a little, but he did have real, actual tears on his face. Nico was sobbing and kept hiding his face away in his hands. Whatever will to be strong in front of them that Bentley had kept up cracked, and he started crying, too.
Nico didn’t say anything else on the way to the car.
Bruce pulled into the driveway.
There was a long time where no one said anything. Bruce parked and went to Nico’s parents’ window to bid them goodbye, and Asten and Bentley stood on the steps, silently.
The car left.
Bruce approached the manor with that same sympathetic look on his face that he always had when something like this happened. He was in a nicely pressed suit from his time at court, his hair sleek and perfected. He climbed the stairs and settled between Bentley and Asten, watching Nico’s car go down the driveway and disappear down the road with them.
Now their trio was down to two.
Bentley hiccuped lightly, and he felt Bruce’s hand land on the back of his head.
What were they going to do now?
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Dinner was only a little quieter that night. Everybody was aware and considerate of Bentley and Asten, that they might not be up for much talking, which was nice, because everybody was still talking to each other. Sometimes it made Bentley feel better just to listen.
He and Asten had been at a loss pretty much all day, settling down for the most part in the den to sit and halfway watch movies. It was weird, knowing that they wouldn’t see Nico anymore. And it kind of really sucked?
At the dinner table, Bentley was sitting between Asten and Damian, directly across from Dick, who was between Jason and Tim. Duke, Steph, and Cass were on the end of the table, Steph at the head opposite from Bruce. Of course, it was Dick who was doing most of the storytelling and joke making. Alfred had made spaghetti for dinner again (given that it was both Bentley and Asten’s favorites.) and it was really good.
It would be okay. It would — his family was alive and fine and happy. It would be okay.
“I have an announcement to make,” Bruce said suddenly, and the table quieted, everyone’s eyes drifting over to him. His icy irises flicked around the table warily. “As you all know, I went to court today to address the issue of sending Asten back to Brazil, to be put in the foster care system there. There were Gotham and São Paulo officials there who were… mostly inclined to send him back to his home country.”
Bentley deflated like a balloon.
The trio couldn’t turn to one already.
He saw Asten deflate, too, immediately hanging his head.
“…And I won,”
The table suddenly burst into excited chatter, and both Bentley and Asten’s heads came up with a snap. Bruce was looking straight at Asten now, that Bruce Wayne smile on his face.
“I won emergency custody of you, Asten,”
Asten cried at the dinner table.
(Everything was okay.)
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lore expansion, fuck yeah
I've really been enjoying expanding on Ancient Magic lore (and straight up making some of it up myself lol) through my fic. I generally disliked the Keeper storyline and felt the concept had so much wasted potential. If anyone's interested, here's a scene from the latest chapter talking about it a little. Read here on AO3 or under the stars.
Fig nodded and conjured a few chairs. “Sit, sit! We have much to discuss.” He gathered the errant papers littering his desk and shuffled them into a stack. “Miriam’s research on Ancient Magic was far more extensive than I predicted. I’ve only had the chance to read through a small portion. However, I have some information I think you’ll find helpful, Vera.”
She leaned forward. “What have you learned? Does it relate to the maps you sent me over break?”
“Indeed it does! Miriam’s research spoke more of the hotspots. She described them as ‘honing spots’ of sorts. They seem to be places where people who wield Ancient Magic can visit to gain mastery over their power.”
He rested his elbows on the desk. “I'll provide some background, first. According to her notes, Ancient Magic was more common hundreds of years ago. Mind, it wasn’t something everyone could wield. But it wasn’t a once-in-a-century phenomenon like it seems to be today.”
“In fact, all of Hogwarts’ founders possessed the ability to wield this type of magic. As for why this isn’t common knowledge, well, knowledge itself only lasts as long as the records detailing it. The founders lived centuries upon centuries ago. Any records left are either decrepit and difficult to access, or beyond restoring.”
Fig took a long drink from his tea. “But it gets even more interesting. As I said, what we now call Ancient Magic was not common, but not rare, either. It is thought that over time, magic has evolved to exchange raw power for stability. Ancient Magic is, simply put, a less refined yet stronger version of what we possess today. What we have now is far easier to use, but relatively weaker. Though,” he said, “still nothing to look down on, of course!”
Vera, Sebastian, and Ominis stared with wide eyes, digesting the new information. Vera spoke first. “So…these hotspots you’ve mentioned were used by people even a thousand years ago?”
Fig nodded, a proud gleam in his eye. “Astute as ever, Vera. Those who possessed Ancient Magic had to put great effort into mastering it - this was no easy task. Now, I’m afraid I don’t have much information for you beyond that. All I’ve found relating to them is…well, Miriam’s translation was a bit confusing here, but they exist to teach lessons. By sitting at these spots past wielders would learn how to control their magic better.”
“Since your manifestation of Ancient Magic is volatile at the best of times, visiting the hotspots is at least worth a shot. They may help you manage your power better. And as grave as this sounds, I fear we face great danger ahead. This is a lot to put on the shoulders of a witch barely of age. But I fear the uptick in poacher activity you’ve described is only the surface of something far larger.” He sighed, worry settling into the lines in his face. “And I wish I could do more to help you. But I will continue to go through Miriam’s research as I have time.”
Next chapter up tomorrow, where Vera and co will find what the first hotspot has in store for them!
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okay I have had some time to digest the secret life videos I watched yesterday (grians and bigbs) and I have THOUGHTS
so firstly, I need bigb to gaslight people for the rest of the season. dude had grian scar and tango so confused it was so good I absolutely loved it ^-^
also, I am just so miffed as to why bigb's scroll was different but that's brain rotting for another day. but I have THOUGHTS on that too ^-^
but getting to grian's pov, BOY DO I HAVE THOUGHTS
firstly, WHY DID HE THINK HE COULD FINISH HIS TASK WITH HIS SPECIAL GUY!!! like why did he think mumbo jumbo, his best friend who WILL giggle at any bad joke grian makes and WILL double down and join him, WHY DID HE THINK MUMBO WOULD HELP HIS TASK!?!? and then the fact that grian was basically helping mumbo with his task and when grian found out he sounded kinda offended because he was used T-T god I lobe these two and I hope they keep interacting this season (I say this but I'm 100% there will be more grian and mumbo bits I'm so sure)
and then grian hanging with scar in the massa on the cammel!? HE SPENT SO MUCH TIME WITH SCAR THIS SESSION
OH AND I CANT FIRGET ABOUT SCAR THINKING HE FAILED HIS TASK AND WHEN GRIAN SAID TO READ IT VERY CAREFULLY CAUSE IF HE'S WRONG AND DIDNT BUT TELLS THEM HE WILL HAVE FOR SURE! AND THEN SCAR VERY CAREFULLY READS TO TO MUMBO AND GRIAN!! GOD THAT INTERACTION JUST KEEPS REPLAYING IN MY MIND!! HE LISTENED TO GRIAN BUT NOT IN THE WAY GRIAN MEANT!!
also, grian giving mumbo a heart and mumbo giving scar a heart? yeah I'm never going to be NOT thinking about that
AND ALSO GRIAN ENDING ALL BY HIMSELF!! NO SORT OF TEAM OR GROUP TO BE A PART OF!! I find this fascinating cause the season's I've watched (all but 3rd life) he had something started in terms of a base and some group he was a part of in the first session. so I think it will be interesting if he stays without a group or if he joins one next session
also the task keeper build is so cool I love it so much!! I love the way the sky gets darker as they approach the build and I am heavily rotating scar wanting to call grian the task master
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What supportive care do senior snakes require? Like, as they reach their later years, what should a responsible keeper do to keep them comfortable and thriving?
Great question!
The single most important thing that can be done for a senior snake is ensuring they have regular vet visits. A good yearly (or even twice yearly) check-up can do wonders for spotting common issues before they cause the snake any discomfort.
In general, here's what I do for senior snakes to make sure they stay healthy and happy!
Senior snakes will often have mobility issues. Their skin and muscles aren't as stretchy as they used to be! Thicker climbing branches that are easier to hold onto, shorter vertical enrichment that's closer to the ground, and softer substrate (working moss into your regular substrate is easy and effective) can help prevent injury from falls.
Senior snakes might have trouble digesting large food items. Cutting down on the size can help the snake digest comfortably and prevent regurgitations.
Taking them out for short handling sessions to get their bodies moving encourages exercise and keeps those muscles healthier for longer!
Senior snakes often have trouble shedding. Extra humidity boosts during shed cycles are often appreciated.
Senior snakes' immune systems aren't as strong as they used to be, so it's important to make sure your enclosure stays clean!
Supplementing their meals with vitamins can help keep their bones, muscles, and organs going strong! Ask your vet about good liquid multivitamins that can be injected into their meals. Even just an occasional calcium supplement can help keep their bones healthy.
With any senior pet, it's important to keep track of how they're doing. I recommend keeping a journal to track their feeding habits, shedding, and activity levels. Be sure to watch for any signs that your snake is in pain. Many senior snakes still have many happy and healthy years ahead of them, so it's important to do all you can to keep them comfortable and thriving!
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@goodxdog Continued from here
"I often like to visibly digest my meals before consuming."
Reine could only give a giggle in response, tongue lashing out to lick at her lips; this one was far more handsy than the wolf were use to, though she didn't quite mind the attention either.
She were cute; tanned and a beauty, not something that Reine got a lot of chances to make snacks out of.
She'd only make a movement to mimic the other, making sure she stayed close; responding in kind, she'd actually nibble the other's ear, however, breathing against it as she spoke.
"It's Reine. Though you can call me Mistress or Good Girl, depending on..."
Eyes flicked down to appraise this delicious bronze beauty up close; her skin, as perfect as the chocolate she liked, red braids complimenting those pretty green eyes of hers (although, to be honest, Reine was looking everywhere but her eyes).
That lowcut shirt that revealed the perfect amount of skin; seemed that she did this often, from the confidence she showed.
"... How well you can tame me. I enjoy both ruining cute women... And letting them believe they can be on top. Whatever one you'd prefer, is up to you~"
Hands slid down to touch her tailbone, two fingers gently massaging that point just above the Miqo'tes tail. It was Reine's favorite spot, so she figured it'd like be hers, too.
They both shared tails, after all.
Nila barked out a bit of laughter at that, the woman's forwardness surprising her a bit but a welcome change to her usual clientele. The woman's hand on her rear earned a grin, Nila casually returning the favor and giving Reine an idle smack. Even from a relatively gentle blow, there was an evident strength apparent in the Miqo'te's motions, her fingers sinking against Reine's backside as Nila spoke.
"Careful, girl. Ain't a good idea to wind up a Keeper like that. We like challenges, especially ones as sure as yourself." Now with given permission and returning the favor, the Miqo'te would tease Reine's ear with sharp teeth, pulling lightly before releasing her. Her lips remained near however as she continued, the claws of the hand on the woman's rear digging in slightly and pulling her closer.
"If ya need some company to keep ya warm, I suppose I could do the job. Just know looks can be deceiving, girl." Guiding the woman's free hand to her groin, Reine would be free to the subtle but sizeable bulge growing in the woman's pants, following the path of Nila's thigh and evidence of the Miqo'te's attraction to Reine.
"If ya think ya can handle it, 'course..."
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One of four dragon species appearing in my JCA fan fiction, along with other cryptids.
Dragons of Whispering Grasses are the largest known species, but also one of the most docile.
Small round muzzles. Plantigrade, broad webbed paws and thick short claws. Scales are usually golden and green, but can range from chocolate brown to cream and gray. Darker color is speculated to be the result of crossbreeding with other species. Large antlers resemble tree branches.
Good runners and flyers. Okay-ish, but not very fast swimmers. They mostly float or paddle at the surface, waiting for fish or duck to swim nearby, or munching on weed and algae.
Omnivores with preference for plants. Adults can digest carrion.
Prefer humid, temperate to hot climates. Build colonies in wetlands, swamps, rainforests, woodlands, on river and lake shores. Make nests by planting trees in a specific way, shaping them into basket-like formations as they grow. Depending on soil, may add underground tunnels to the structure. Live in large family groups the oldest female is normally in charge. Unlike three other species (including Shendu's dragons), don't have an official ruler.
One female brings up to four eggs at the time. Eggs are approximately 17-20 inches in diameter, reddish or brown with black and white specks, resembling granite boulders.
Baby dragons are named after plants in the area where they hatched.
Their scales have porous structure. Young dragons bathe in mud and roll on the forest floor to let soil, seeds and spores attach to their scales. As dragons grow, plants, moss and fungi cover them in natural camouflage. They take care of each other's scales, putting new plants in and taking dead leaves out.
When a dragon dies, they stop producing chemicals preventing roots from penetrating skin. Dead dragons are covered in a layer of leaves and left in designated place so plants growing on them could reclaim their bodies.
Dragons of Whispering Grasses have reputation of gardeners and forest keepers. They make sure rivers don't run dry, digging channels with their powerful paws, and keep wildlife population under control, eating sick animals. Like other fire breathing dragons, they are resistant to fire. If they spot a wildfire, they work together to circle the source and shield fire from spreading with their wings, slowly moving towards the center, extinguishing it.
They absolutely despise Shendu and his siblings and were the first to rebel after being chased away from Africa by the earth demon.
Their closest allies are tropical sea dragons, who admire their relationship with nature and plants in particular.
Arctic sea dragons have rather strained relationship with them, deeming them unclean savages, unlike their germophobic, snow loving selves, and avoided like plague. Dragons of Whispering Grasses, despite their fungus covered scales, are susceptible to very few diseases and parasites, and less infectious than other species. Plants and fungi they form symbiosis with don't spread onto others because of different scale texture.
This species is known for parental instinct so strong, they would adopt neglected human children to raise as their own, usually girls. Being fairly harmless, they made a bad name for dragons as mean princess-stealing beasts for ages. In actuality, they wouldn't really mind if you moved into their nest uninvited, as long as you don't threaten their families, they are absolutely chill or even affectionate.
On the picture: Chestnut, young warrior of Pine's village. He was in relationship with a dragon of Freezing Depths, Princess Midnight. Her brother, Prince Hadal, who supported Shendu, punished her for treason, executing Midnight and her (and Chestnut's) daughters. Absolutely distraught, Chestnut fled, using time traveling portal. Concealing his dragon appearance, he settled in a small town to raise an abandoned human girl as his cub.
Chestnut is quick-witted and observant. With a natural talent for acting he becomes a good spy, following Hadal and interfering with his plans. He normally puts on facade of a happy-go-lucky guy, but on the inside he still lives through the moment of Midnight's execution. He is protective of his human daughter, and, later, of his bio offspring from second wife. Chestnut doesn't hesitate to fight anyone who harms his family, even if it's his daughter's bio mother.
He has four younger sisters, sixteen nieces and nephews, two daughters, two twin sons and one hybrid stepson. Became father figure to Hadal's disowned son, who couldn't breathe through his gills because of a cleft palate.
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The 51 Post
Figured I'd start some kind of digest!
Contents:
Things You Might Have Missed
This Week's Jams
WIP Breakdowns
From the Skwad
Around the 'Blr
Things You Might Have Missed:
I've got a taglist form now! Because who doesn't love a good form?
BRHP: Chapter 14 posted; Atria learns the meaning of touch starvation and really, really misses her dad.
WIP Intro: Caught in the Crossfire (18+)
WIP Intro: The Arsonist Chronicles (18+)
WIP Whenever (Open Tag): BRHP chapter 15 snippet; pop pop is having a time time
Crossing Over: the 5th entry into the Lighthouse in the Fog shorts; a new player has entered the fray, and a familiar face reappears.
Vampire Council lore and vampire origins lore
Aria/Omega snippety snip
This Week's Jams:
friends like these || Brassie [spotify/youtube]
Little Girl Gone || CHINCHILLA [spotify/youtube]
EVERGREEN || PVRIS [spotify/youtube]
Eyes on Fire || Gold Souls [spotify/youtube]
WHEN THE PARTY'S OVER || Cami Petyn [spotify/youtube]
Lizard Lady || Laura Doggett [spotify/youtube]
WIP Breakdowns:
Between a Rock and a Hard Place
Chapter 15 should be coming out later today, with 16 slated for release sometime late this week or early next week. I'm finally in the chapters that don't require a ton of rewrites; most of what I've been doing is adding content. The whole thing is outlined through chapter 30 though! Since this is my entry for WIP Big Bang, updates will "stop" at chapter 18, since that's what I had published before the rewrites. After that, you'll have to wait for the release date! Which also means I have to wait for the release date for the serotonin, and that's going to be a nightmare.
Unlikely Adventures of Bitchface and Go F*ck Yourself
At this point, it's just a matter of making myself work on it. About a third of chapter 9 is written and the entirety of Act II is outlined.
Blinding Neon, Shades of Grey
nervous laughter
Stellar Parallax
Fuck, I missed this WIP. I missed Jane especially, she's so fun to write -- I'm about a third of the way into chapter 9 and it seems to be flowing pretty well? I just wanna get to the part where she and Saren beat the shit out of each other LMAO
Lighthouse in the Fog
Dunno if y'all saw, but the lighthouse keeper stories have a tag and a tentative title now! It's going to remain as a series of loosely connected shorts, and that may very well be what I end up doing with Xatal as well. Anyway, we have some lore groundwork laid! Look out for the 6th short later today!
In the Works
I still have questions in my inbox that I am absolutely getting to! I've also got a bunch of unanswered tags in my drafts and Notion. Losing a week and a half of planned answer time threw my schedule WAY off.
Submission for SSSC #006 is in the planning stage. Hannah and the MILF Squad Get Up To No Good is about 30% written and fully outlined. I have... so many Kryterius prompts left to fill, and so many more spotify wrapped prompts left, send help. Still working on separating out the Daddy Issues smutshots, hoping to finish up the rewrites for the F!Shali one before the end of July. TIPYNTS is most likely going to come out in October, and by then I'm hoping to have a backlog of chapters to make posting more consistent.
From the Skwad:
Door's always open! 18+ writing server for both fanworks and original works! Camp is starting soon! We also have a flash fiction challenge and three bingo cards running until the end of the month!
@teamdilf continues to absolutely baffle me with her productivity here we go: A Cheesy Situation is now complete, ch 16 of Alice's Adventures in Andromeda is live, ch 18 of The In-Laws and the Grandparents is live, A Night in the IKEA dropped which I'm absolutely dying over, and that's not even all of it. holy shit J i don't know how you do it but i'll have whatever you're having thx
@thetrashbagswasteland dropped ch 4 of the Sunseeker rewrite and I'm adsfdafdadsf yes. thank you king
@sparatus is tearing me to fucking pieces with Make Less the Depth of Grief. i hate you (i love you)
@uraniumwriting also obliterated me with their FFF entry.
@wrathbites is back and I'm literally beside myself I missed the Vampire AU so fucking much.
oops @commander-krios got me invested in Star Wars please look at this.
@starknstarwars updated Smuggler's Ruin aaaaaaaaaaaaa
A few of our members participated in Shenko Summer!! @dandenbo wrote Volta and @mrsd-writes wrote both We Got Here the Hard Way and Forever Home!
@regalbois dropped a new original oneshot and has been going bananas over Bioshock lately and gifting us MORE mlm deliciousness, ch 3 of Magnum Opus went live last night.
@inflarescent has a new wippppp aaaaaaa -- intro post for The Roulette Paradox here!
@discoeffect updated Far From Any Road and I am devouring the first book so I can read this one!!
Around the 'Blr:
Have you checked out the Writeblr Directory or Writeblr Cafe yet?
I'm literally still thinking about @captain-kraken's Heitha translator.
@void-botanist dropped some witch lore I'm eating with a spoon.
@tc-doherty ALSO popped off with the conlang.
The dates IRL are lining up with the dates in @elshells's Agent Ace EXCITING also a new chapter is dropping probably by the time I post this lmao
@liv-is dropped this GOLDMINE of relationship writing tips also TIL what Liv does for a living not sorry
@writernopal first of all made me absolutely CRY being sweet in the tags last night and also dropped an aasoaf 3 sneep while i was composing this thank you my friend i needed the energy snack
did y'all see Find the Word XVIII from @artdecosupernova-writing i'm going FERAL
@tabswrites's Silver Sentinels has a second chapter, I am VIBRATING
@oh-no-another-idea just slid in with this little diddy that i LOVE.
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Ask to +/- in the tags, replies, DMs, or HERE!
#my fic#outpost updates#in which everyone learns korble cannot talk about himself without also sharing the floor bc anxiety#if i missed you throw something in my inbox or tag me!!#there wasn't a plan for this one but now that i know what i want to do i'll be collecting stuff throughout the week!
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Filling the squishy tiny with lots of dry waterbeads and giving them water so that they expand for a fun texture to squeeze. Plus, watching them expand slowly inside of the tiny
Ooh yes... maybe the tiny even fills themselves with the dry water beads because they think they're dippin dots or something similar! But then their tummy doesn't feel so good, and they don't seem to be melting inside of them... instead they feel like a beanbag, and tremendously heavy. Little do they know that when they get a drink their belly is going to start expanding, and expanding, and expanding, the consistency of the beads steadily moving from grains of sand to a jelly.
The tiny begs their keeper to get the beads out of them, but the keeper laughs and tells them that this is their punishment for being so greedy, and that they'll just have to have their tummy like that for the rest of all time given that the waterbeads aren't digestible. Owner probably makes good use of it, squeezing and squishing the poor little thing's flushed tum as he tries to squirm away, tears streaming down his cheeks both with pain and with the knowledge that this is how he'll have to live out the rest of his days...
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