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coralinnii · 1 year

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Hello again!

It’s Anon Frog 🐸

I have some good news! My sister is getting leave before she ships out to Japan!

Anyway I was hoping for a request …… I have long hair and it fun to do styles with it so I thought I’d ask you ….

So reader has long hair and noticed they could make little horn with their hair. Kinda like pig tails but horns????? If that makes sense

Malleus noticed throughout the school day but doesn’t say anything until their late night walk.

They(reader) smiles and tell him that she wanted to try new hairstyles and remember this hairstyle reminded them of him.

Just good feelings for everyone!

Much love Anon Frog 🐸

Matching “horns” MC with the horn hairstyle feat: Malleus genre: fluff note: long haired!reader, reader is referred as Yuu!reader but can be read as not, ambiguous relationship but romantic leaning, insinuation of offspring but not necessarily through pregnancy, roughly 1.1k word count

I really have no excuse for how incredibly long this took to write but this was a cute idea to write and I wanted to try out this hairstyle but I’m not nearly skilled enough. Anyway, anon🐸 I hope you like it and that you and your sister have a great new year!

I know you can go big with this type of hairstyle but I got inspired by Anya’s cute do from Spy x Family. Also (somewhat) in time for Malleus’ birthday so yay!

I might be busier since I’m celebrating the Lunar New Year (which involves a lot of cooking) but happy Lunar New Year to everyone and may this year be lucky and filled with great fortune!

Throughout the day, you’ve gotten comments about your new look. Some were compliments (courtesy of mostly Kalim and Rook), and some were just itching for a hit from you (mainly Ace and Floyd). But even with the straightforwardness of your friends, it didn’t stop your instincts from telling you that someone else is watching you, wanting to tell you something.

And you’d be right.

During lunch, Malleus was watching you from his seat some tables away. Seeing as how he is the only student with horns (not to mention, he finds himself gazing at you a few too many times already), Malleus was quick to notice your new appearance. Two cute “horns” protruding from your head caught his eyes as the rest of your locks curl and frame your beautiful face.

“Malleus, if you stare at the prefect any longer you might burn a hole” Lilia joked as he watched his young prince. A few of the other students quiver at Malleus’ gaze and wondered what great misdeed you must have committed to incur such an intense stare.

“Please Lilia, even I’m aware that humans are not such fragile creatures” Malleus rebutted as he continued his observation. “What do you think was the human’s intentions for such an unique change in appearance?”

Since he noticed your hairstyle, Malleus’ mind was in a tizzy trying to figure out what did you mean to do such a thing? Are you imitating him the same way as Sebek does with his forced interest in coffee? Were you attempting to capture his attention as some sort of human ritual he’s unfamiliar with? He has heard that couples participate in this “matching outfits” as Lilia mentioned in passing. Was he being too hopeful or too presumptuous to believe you are sending him a hint of your intentions?

Oh, how equally captivating and confusing you were.

“In times like this, it is better to confront your confusion than to jump to conclusions, my young lord” as funny as it was, Lilia couldn’t bear to see the young prince in his frazzled mental state (even if he was the only one to see it) any longer.

Such young love, Lilia mused.

Malleus took the older fae’s words to heart and waited by the old Ramshackle dorm to see you. Nights like these became a secret routine between the two of you as you stroll around the dark landscape together.

To his delight, Malleus heard your footsteps as you rushed out the old dorm and towards him.

“Tsunotarou!” You greeted him with a small, with your mini horns still in place. “Were you waiting long?”

Malleus shook his head, a small smile graced his lips. “Not at all, Child of man” if you don’t consider an hour long. He doesn’t. “Shall we start our stroll?”

The night was pleasantly silent and the breeze was light as the two of you walked through the plains, with the occasional small tidbits of your day shared between you two, to which Malleus took as a lead-in to ask the question he’s been curious all day.

“I’ve noticed you’ve changed your typical appearance today” Malleus started off “Is there a particular reason?”

He noticed! You were starting to get nervous over the silence from Malleus about your new hairstyle, worrying that he didn't care or worse, it may come off as mocking towards him.

“I had some extra time this morning and thought about trying this hairstyle,” you explained, smiling as you lightly touch the locks that make your horns. “I reminded me of you and thought it’d be cute if we matched”

You bravely turned to look at the tall man, trying to gauge his reaction to your new look. But Malleus was unreadable to you even as his eyes bore into you, more precisely, your “horns”.

"Does it look good?" you asked but you were starting to worry he didn't.

Thankfully, that wasn't the case at all. In fact, Malleus was trying to pace his heartbeat after listening to your explanation. What a bold human you are in wishing to emulate his horns, a feature that he is aware can be intimidating to many people. And to do it with him in mind, more charming words have not been spoken.

“Such a creative use of one’s hair. It is a fascinating form of style” Malleus let his curiosity take over and asked you, “If you allow it, I would like to touch them”

Relieved, you nodded with a mischievous laugh, “I’ll allow it, but I can’t guarantee what will happen to you if you do”

“What a cheeky human you are.” Malleus chuckled. He reached out to the top of your head and caressed the soft “horns” you carefully crafted, mindful of his fingers so as not to ruin your hard work. The moment was done in comfortable silence as you stood relaxed, trusting yourself under Malleus’ gentleness.

Malleus’ mind began drifting to the days where his horns were small like yours. He recalled Lilia regaling the tales of Malleus’ younger years and as humiliating as that was, he now wondered if his children would have horns like these, so small and adorable.

As the future King, he knew that he would have to sire an heir someday but he never spent a moment to visualize that image. But now, he couldn’t stop himself as he thought how cute his child would be with horns like these, along with other features from you. How cute his offspring would be with your bright eyes or your beautiful hair that you would brush as their parent. Perhaps they would have your laugh as well. In fact, he would be content even if they don't look anything like him, so long as they're your child, and his.

“Tsunotaro?” Your voice broke through his wandering mind. “Are you alright?”

Malleus didn’t realise that he stopped his previous attention to your hair as his mind delved deeper into thought. He also didn’t notice the small growl he emitted under his breath, but you certainly did.

“Yes, I’m alright” he assured you “I was simply lost in thought for a moment”

You believed him since you did see the way he had a faraway look in his green eyes. His gaze was still in the moment but there was a sense of wistfulness as he looked at you, which had you a little flustered.

To ease your embarrassment, you took a step back (though you already missed Malleus’ touch) and smiled your nerves away. “Should we keep going with our walk?”

Malleus agreed, resuming his stroll with you. But his previous thoughts have not left as he grew fond of the idea of children, more specifically children with you. As you shared the events of your day, Malleus was pondering on what he could do to match you as you did.

Perhaps matching rings?

#twst #disney twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #twst scenarios #twst imagines #twisted wonderland imagines #twisted wonderland scenarios #malleus draconia #malleus x reader

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eukaryotesrool · 6 months

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Leucism and Kimba

So this is gonna be real life facts (ones I'd say are interesting) mixed with some fan stuff, you don't need to know about the franchise to understand this, but it will be long and only slightly hinged.

Grab a snack, a drink annnnnnd...

What is a Kimba?

(Kimba (1965) running)

This guy, the titular hero of Osamu Tezuka's Kimba the White Lion franchise (AKA Jungle Emperor Leo(direct translation), Janguru Taitei(untranslated title))

For now, all you folks need to know about him is that he comes from a long lineage of lions with uniquely white fur.

Gee, you know what else relates to lions, white fur, and genetics, oh boy, a segway into the next thi-

What is a leucism?

(Pronounced 'luke-ism')

(Animals with a leucistic disorder, leucistic peacocks look neat, though, they all do)

leucism is a variety of conditions causing a lack of pigmentation in animals.

"Isn't that albinism?"

They're comparable, but seperate, their causes are different, also no leucistic condition removes eye pigmentation, so, Kimba's blue eyes aren't a problem.

(Kimba (1965) running, he does that a lot)

Now I'd like to go over every major leucistic condition and compare/contrast them to what we can note about Kimba.

No, I am not joking.

(OH MY GOD ITS SO CUTE I- er, this is a real life white lion cub, owing its white fur to a leucistic disorder)

Something to remember, most of these conditions don't (or don't to our knowledge) affect lions and could be easily swatted aside as such, but KTWL (Kimba the White Lion) is a work of fiction which consistently does absurd things, for example, Great Mother, a surviving mammoth who lives on a magic mountain and has magic powers or a blue lion (no I won't tell you what makes him blue), so I'm willing to brush aside SOME realism... also I researched them so I want to talk about them.

Yes, there is a condition that causes real life white lions, buuuuut I'm saving that can of worms for later.

Easily disproven

These ones don't work for several reasons, I'll be using only the most glaring issues for the sake of brevity.

Vitiligo & flavism: These two conditions happen over the course of one's life, but we see Kimba near birth, and he possessed his white fur.

Chédiak–Higashi syndrome: Causes symptoms (including but not limited to: peripheral neuropathy) which Kimba almost certainly does not have.

Isabellinism: affects only birds and leads to a golden white, not a snowy one.

(An isabellinistic bird, majestic fellow, eh?)

Xanthochromism: Makes things fucking yellow.

(A xanthochromistic (pictured right) and normal (pictured left) Argentine horned frog, so cool.)

Axanthism: only affects things with light reflecting pigments, and can only make things with normally yellow color have white color.

Amelanism: Meaning lacking melanin, so those black tipped ears and tail would be a no-no, yet we observe numerous pelts of his ancestors all with the exact same ears, and, we have reason to believe, the exact same tail (his father also possessed the same tail)

Okay, that was the bulk of the list, we're making good progress.

Maybe

These ones are harder to disprove, but I'd still say they're obviously not what we're looking for.

Piebaldism: Now, this one seems convincing as it can generate black AND white fur, it is genetically dominant, therefore, could lead to the continous lineage (where at least one of few children seems to always inherit it) but it lacks the uniformity, as I said, every white lion posses the same pattern, with few inconsistently appearing exceptions within the franchise, we'll get to that later on, the point is, consistency is the rule, chaos is the exception, and piebaldism is too chaotic.

(Piebaldistic animals. That squirrel looks so neat! Like his back is covered in snow!)

Waardenburg syndrome: Specifically type two is a strong contender, most notably because it causes bright blue eyes (or a blue and brown eye, sometimes) along with its other effects, HOWEVER, it also causes congenital hearing loss, and in cats (Felis Catus or house cats, technically, but they're the closest comparison I have to lions) said hearing loss is more common and more extreme, I doubt Kimba has that. Type 1 and type 3 cause other malformities that Kimba visibly doesn't posses.

Not sure

I tried, but my research was not conclusive, if you have answers, I'd be glad to hear them.

melanophilin: it is listed, but isn't a disorder, it is a carrier protein, I did some research and disorders with this protein don't seem like they'd make the snow white color we're looking for.

Undisputable

Oh, uh, there's nothing here, we've gone over every major leucistic disorder, there ARE more, but we'd be here all day, and so little is known about them it'd be arbitary.

Well, we're not through with every leucistic condition on the agenda, there's still...

THE CAUSE OF REAL WHITE LIONS

That's right, we've made it.

There's obviously a myriad of similarities, Tezuka was probably inspired by the real life white lions.

For example

(Pictured left, Kimba (1989 anime series) and his love inyerest, Raiya, a fellow lion, but not a white lion. Pictured right, two lionesses, one being a white lion)

The jarringly (among other lions) snow white fur.

(Sorry the images of Kimba's paw sucks, you won't believe it, but it was SO difficult to find a pic online with his paw pads in it, real life white lions? Pfft plenty of pictures in an instant.)

(Yes, pink is the unpigmented color for paw pads)

The pink paw pads

(Pictured left, Kimba's father (2009 movie) pictured right OH MY GOD SO CUTE)

The genetic basis allowing for lineages that share the trait

So then, this is it?... no, no, no, no, sadly, no, not so simple, there is one glaring inconsistency.

Firstly, an aside: I tried researching the specific cause of white lion leucism (it comes from a mutation for tyrosinase) but very little is known about it exactly, though, I gleaned something just by using the oldest tool in the zoology briefcase, me own eyes.

Notice a difference between Kimba and EVERY image of a white lion I've provided? Here, have some more white lion.

(Look at 'em all!)

From male to female, newborn, to cub, to adult, one consistency that Kimba does not share, maybe you already noticed and want me to get to the fucking point, maybe I will, maybe I won't, okay, I will.

(Circles denoting where Kimba posseses the trait, 'x's denoting where the real lion cub does not)

Black fur, Kimba has black fur on the tips of his ears and tail, no image of a real life white lion that I've seen has that pattern, or ANY black fur (wait, did I just retread my point about amelanism? Damn), and I'm lead to believe that does not occur amongst real life white lions, so then...

Kimba is a an anomaly

(From top left to bottom right Kimba's aunt (1989) Kimba's father (2009) and Kimba's father (1989)

In the 2009 version the only white lions we see are Kimba and his dad, and his dad lacks the black fur, in the 1989 series the only white lions we see are Kimba, his dad and aunt, both of the latter lack the black fur, but Kimba retains it in all versions.

Perhaps the cause of white lions is the same as real life white lions, and Kimba is a very rare anomaly within an anomaly, I don't know a whole lot about genetics, but that sounds reasonable enough for KTWL standards.

Buuuuuut, every other version, including the manga that started it all has other white lions retain the same color palette, and even show dozens of white lion ancestors, and a DISTANT white lion ancestor who all have the same palette, so, this anomaly theory is ironically only relevent to anomalies, the 1989 series and 2009 movie, what about for the whole franchise, well...

I don't know

Here's where I'd like to pull something out my hat and save the day with the obvious and true answer... but, there isn't one, at least, not one I found, sooooo, yeah, everyone must come to their own conclusion, maybe you even disagree with some of my reasoning and come to a conclusuon I've disregarded!

I'd love to hear your take away, and what comes next is merely my own personal take.

I don't know (good ending)

i don't know, and that's the point, I like that conclusion, the Kimba franchise contains mystisms, but never delves into them, leaving them as strange mysteries, it is a story about the exotic, it is ever out of reach.

I choose to believe white lions are semi-magical, thus why Kimba's lineage is the ONLY white lions we see in a franchise that stretches from 1950 to 2009, with over a hundred episodes, thus why white lions seem to always produce a white lion cub, but usually only ONE white lion cub, and the rest resemble the mother, because it works by magic rules.

In the 1989 version(and possibly others) Kimba is directly or indirectly likened to the supernatural, the Great Mother, a huge mammoth who can summon powerful snow storms in tropical Africa treats Kimba as such.

Simply, it can't be explained IRL, that's pretty cool, not everything needs to be explained, and MAGIC!

Thanks for sticking around through my insanity, hope you learned something and had fun, I did!

(Normally I'd put a pic riiight here to close things off but I hit the Tumblr image limit, didn't even know they had one)

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ewingstan · 1 year

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So all the wildbow protags seem to have some frog-being-boiled trick about them where you are nodding your head along with all their choices and then look up from where you started and start noticing how bonkers things have gotten. But how exactly that manifests differs between books in pretty interesting ways.

Taylor makes a bunch of choices that read as understandable for an awkward teenager trying to make the best out of a bad situation, but it doesn’t take long before those choices become pretty clearly (although crucially often not to the extent that they would stick out while reading through the first time) indicative of a much higher willingness to use people as tools than the norm, not be motivationally hindered by empathy, etc. And of course in hindsight a lot of her choices are less careful utility calculus and more an expression of her desire for friendship and control as well as her need to be invaluable in whatever circumstance she finds herself in.

Blake has a much more prototypical set of ethics and motivations, and these largely don’t change throughout the text. He starts and ends as your stock angry but fundamentally “good” YA protagonist. He’s just put into situations where the morals of that type of character means he acts like a horror movie monster. Which is a pretty neat thing for a text to do, to take your typical Percy Jackson-esque character and show that “hey if you put him in enough situations then he could end up asking a facebook group of teenage girls if they want him to kill any of their husbands.”

Sylvester is an interesting case because he starts performing actions the audience would consider objectionable well before they’d get acclimated to it as they could in the case of Taylor or Blake. He performs extrajudicial killings of rouge academics for the government using manipulation and underhanded tactics while peeking up people’s shirts. It’d be tempting to say that his gradual transformation is into an okay person, and that might be true to an extent—the seeds to him eventually rebelling from the academy get planted early and slow shifts in his perspective before that point could be detected going a while back. I don’t think that would be the whole story though. It would probably be more accurate to say that you don’t notice how much Sy’s matured until he’s at the point of rewriting his personality to an adult’s persona.

Its much too early in my reading of Ward to be able to say if the pattern is going to hold. But I found it interesting to see one of the big morally questionable decisions be made early, and in a pretty noticeable way. I’m talking about Victoria secretly tailing Rain home after the capture-the-flag game, after he specifically denied her offer to follow him for protection. It doesn’t read as totally unjustified or anything, she is doing it to protect someone’s life when she has good reason to think its threatened. But she’s also doing it because she’s suspicious Rain’s been lying. And she flies in uncomfortable conditions for hours to find out what he’s up to. Its a huge breach of privacy, and while well-intentioned, it does read strongly as Cop Shit™. And while I only have my own response to the text to go off of, it kind of feels like it was meant to be framed as a pretty ethically questionable act on Vicky’s part. So if I was reading this with no knowledge of the story, I might think “Oh, wildbow’s done the here’s-how-being-in-the-social-position-of-the-criminal-puts-certain-behavioral-pressures-on-you story, now he’s doing the here’s-how-being-in-the-social-position-of-the-protector/peacekeeper-puts-certain-behavioral-pressures-on-you story. We’re gonna see how the moral beliefs that make someone strongly want to be a superhero, and the system of designated “heroes” they get slotted into, cause a lot of shitty behaviors.” But from everything I’ve heard, that is very much not the type of story I’ll be getting! This isn’t the “ACAB doesn’t exclude the well-intentioned cops” story, this is the “we do need a carceral justice system because people need to face punishment for past crimes and also some people are just inherently evil” story. And right now I’m not seeing how we get there?

#taylor hebert #victoria dallon #blake thorburn #sylvester lambsbridge #ward #parahumans #worm #wildbow #pact #twig #otherverse #leo reads ward #leo says

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ryuksbathsaltedapples · 6 months

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High honor Arthur Morgan x younger reader

Ch 1 abt 3k words

Cw: older man younger woman, NO ACTUAL SEX yet 😏, eventual smut, FEM READER, shy and awkward reader, Arthur is a flirt 💪, masturbation, and believe that’s it nothing much

Author note: this is like the first BIG fic I’ve ever written💀 so if it’s a bit scratchy let me know! Would love to have feedback on what I can do to make my writing better. On another note I’ve only played about 1/4 of the actual game so far, so if this is not an accurate depiction of high honor Arthur let me know, just Spoiler Free!! But I will adjust his personality to make it as cannon as possible. Oh and suggestions for the next part would be great! Brain frog man, craziness

|Arthur finds a girl who needs help with her dog, little did this girl know he was gonna be like a parasite in her brain!|

Arthur was a tough a man, a man who’s killed, robbed, and hurt. But, he does have some morals and values in life, despite what others might think. He’d lived a hard life, 36 years of living and many of them running with the Van der Linde gang, but he trusted the people, trusted Dutch, and he’d never turn his back on them.

One morning while it was a bit cooler, a cold prickly brisk in the air hitting his face as he rode his horse, he saw a girl. He didn’t think much about it, just some young lady out for a stroll, that was until the young lady started calling for him. “Sir! Please! I-i need some help!” Her voice rang out in a pitch clearly distressed. On a bad day, he wouldn’t have tuned around, on an okay day he’d probably would’ve stopped, but today was a good day. So Arthur thought ‘what the hell’ and turned around riding his horse up to the young lady.

“What’s the problem miss?” He said his deep southern voice ringing out, the calmness in his tone widely different from the thin nature of hers. “M-My dog he’s…Jesus he’s fallen in a hole I can’t get him out…! I promise I’m not lying pleas help me!” Her voice rang thin again, he could see the red teary stains around her eyes, and even though apart of him felt suspicious he decided to believe her (besides if it was a trap, he could make it out unscathed easily). “Okay okay, tell me where the dog’s at?” He stated clearly trying to get the girl to calm down, he watched intently as she wiped her eyes and took some deep breaths. “He’s over there…, I tried pulling him out, but..damnit I can’t! He’s to heavy for me…” defeat and embarrassment rang through her voice as she spoke, clearly upset at her failed attempt. Arthur got off his horse and waved his hand, at this the girl started walking towards her big o’l dog.

“He’s in there…” the girl said quietly. The hole was deep and the dog, well being a dog was digging and running around all in it, clearly not as stressed about the situation as his owner was, Arthur sighed a little, realizing he’s about to have to either get in the hole with the dog or fight to get it out “your pup better be a good o’l companion for this…” he said in a slight exasperated laugh as he slowly crawled into the hole, the lady above not responding to his comment. The hole itself was most likely formed by an old cave in, a failed well hole at the looks of it eroded by time. Once Arthur was fully in the dog immediately ran to him sniffing his shoes and pants, its long tail wagging hard.

“He’s a good dog…! Just a bit…well stupid” she said a slight giggle falling over her voice as she spoke tiredly. Arthur took in the smelly big o’l animal, covered in dirt with a stocky build, a large black lab with a very dumb glint in its eyes “well, let’s see if I can get him out”. Once the dog had calmed down a bit he slowly wrapped his arms around the dogs flappy stomach lifting it up. With Arthur’s height he was able to push the dog up enough for the young lady to grab it, the dog crawling out to freedom; as Arthur himself climbed out of the hole he couldn’t help but smirk a bit at the sounds of her scolding the dog.

“Oh you stupid thing! Making me get all dirty and tired! And then forcing me to have to drag some poor soul to get you out!”. “Oh it ain’t no problem, he’s just testing your love” Arthur chuckled whipping some of the dirt off his jacket and pants. He couldn’t help but notice the slight blush on the young lady’s cheeks as she looked to him, she smiled a little as she spoke “..thank you sir, you’re a good person..w-what’s your name?” Her voice ranged shy, something he did not miss. “Arthur Morgan, and yours missy?” he spoke smiling at her, “it’s Y/N”

Weeks have gone by since you first met the handsome stranger. You weren’t expecting to think about someone who just helped get your dog out of a hole so much, but here you where in your room combing your hair out thinking about his smile, his hair, and his nice weathered cowboy hats and coat. Your daydreaming about this almost complete stranger was cut short as your mother walked in to your room. “Welp! Break times over sweetie, we need to get back to work” your mother spoke strongly but nicely as she exited your room.

You took a deep breath and stretched your back before getting off of the bed, and going outside to continue doing chores. It was a day like no other, feed the chickens, water the animals, weed the gardens, things you’ve been doing since you came out the womb. But, today instead of your mind drifting to thoughts about reading or going swimming in the evening, your only thoughts were on that mysterious cowboy….his face wouldn’t leave your mind, his shadowy stubble…., his tough eyes…, his hands…long and thick fingers, calloused by many hard days of work and life…you wondered how they would feel…, maybe in you hands , or….on your body. This time instead of the voice of your mother waking you from your thoughts, it was the prick of a rather thorny weed that made you snap back, you felt a bit embarrassed at yourself, how could you be so dizzy over a man you met once? I mean sure he was nice, respectful, tough, and handsome….But that’s not the point! ‘If I’m ever gonna get anything done I need to clear my big o’l head!’ You thought shaking your face and continuing with your chores.

Sabbath day, you loved it, sure the preacher could get annoying…, and sometimes some of the church members looked at you weird. But, your chores didn’t have to be done today; thoughts raced as the sermon continued, barely paying attention to what the preacher was preaching as you thought what you would do with such a fine Sunday to yourself thoughts about baking, catching up to a book, maybe even begging your parents to let you ride out on your own for a few hours. These thoughts raced and raced, until the next thing you knew you were walking out of church and heading home, but something of surprise came when you got home. Your father, a very gruff man handed you $8 and told you to spend it on what you wanted: well, now you you knew what you were gonna do.

After eating lunch (very quickly might I add) you headed for town, your plan was simple, get some treats, some new pencils or pastels, and maybe check for a new book. You walked into the general store and said hello’s at the owner before looking around, taking in all of the small candies you might get; it was nice, for once being handed money and spending it on something other then necessities, being able to just do something nice for yourself. As you were looking around you heard the door to the shop open, you payed it no mind and kept looking around, trying to think about which sweet was worth the amount of money and what you would have left for other things. Once you picked out the candy you wanted you moved to the small art booking section, filled with the very basics and nothing more.

Looking around you heard a voice “excuse me missy, but I need to grab that” the voice was deep and relaxed, and it caught you off guard as you saw a tough hand pointing to some lead pencils. You turned your head to the man and your eyes immediately widen, the handsome face of the cowboy looking back at you, you couldn’t help but blush immediately feeling very awkward not expecting to ever see that man again. As you stepped over a bit so he could grab the pencils he looked at you again, his serious blue eyes scanning your face, it made you feel a bit nervous “hey…you’re the young lady with the dog!, thought I recognized such a pretty face” he smiled politely at you “y/n right?”. You nodded your head fast as you looked at him, Jesus, marry, and Joseph you could have fainted then and there, maybe it could have been like a romance, him capturing you in his arms…taking you on a romantic ride….kissing all over you… “I-I want to thank you again sir! For getting my dog out, you saved me a lot of trouble mr…Arthur?” You spoke tumbling your words out as you looked at him, standing so close you could really see how large he was, much taller then you, and obviously more muscular.

You felt like a train being derailed almost completely forgetting where you were or what you were doing, that was until he spoke again “well, don’t worry about it, feels good to help young things like you. I remember what it was like at that age, always needing help with something before you get it down” your mind raced as you saw him walking to the counter ending the conversation, you couldn’t just let him end it right here??! So you spoke again following behind him slightly, thinking of the only thing you can do for the man “hey…if you like pies or breads I-I’d like to give you some, I mean as a thanks for helping me, I’ll bake anything you like!” Arthur looked at your for a second taking in the offer, then he spoke cracking his neck as he did “well why not? Haven’t had a good apple pie in.., well a while, besides free food is free food!” He smiled at you as he payed for his things, and oh lord, that smile, maybe you should’ve stayed in church all day with the thoughts swirling in your head. You told him where you lived and to meet you there tomorrow afternoon and he agreed before exiting the store, outside the window you could see him talking to an older gentleman who pointed inside as he spoke to Arthur. Suddenly you felt very embarrassed.

You went to sleep early that night unusual for you were known to stay up a bit later to have time to yourself, but the thought of seeing that cowboy tomorrow made you want the day to come sooner. You woke up early that morning and immediately went to go look in the ice box to see if there were any apples left, luckily you found a few and as you were bringing them to the kitchen your mother noticed, and was asking why in the world you were baking now? You stumbled through an explanation about how you were thanking the man who helped you with your dog, your mother eventually backed down but she still seemed a bit upset at the idea of some strange man coming to see her daughter, but she figured it was just a curtsy for him helping you. You baked the pie as fast as you could while also keeping it well, once you were done you hurried outside to catch up on chores you missed while baking.

It felt like hours upon hours of waiting for Arthur to arrive, but eventually around 1pm he did, you saw his horse riding up to your humble estate and you tried to fix yourself as best as you could before greeting him. You walked him inside and your mother walked into the kitchen staring down the man very intently, looking him over and judging his appearance. “Hello Mrs….?” He trailed waiting for your mother to answer “L/N, Mrs L/N. I heard you helped my daughter get our dog unstuck?” She said curtly never taking her eyes off the man “yes, just doing what I can to help. Quite a beautiful estate you have” he spoke warmly trying to defuse the tense air. You stood there quite awkward as your mother interrogated Arthur, but you kept yourself busy as you pulled out a plate for him and yourself and began to prep the pie, “…mom do you want any..?” You spoke quietly looking at your mother who was finally starting to loosen to the cowboy “not right now dear, I’m going to sort the vegetables, I’ll have some after dinner” she said as she left to go drag in a box of recent vegetables grown.

You made Arthur a plate and he sat down at the table taking in the atmosphere of your home, you felt nervous as you put his plate on table before making your own and sitting down. You watched him take a a few bites and a very pleased look spread across his face, “well I haven’t had many, but this is probably one of the best apple pies I’ve had” he said smiling at you clearly making himself comfortable in your home. Your face flushed red and you smiled at him “thank you…I try my best” your voice shy as you ate your own serving. Your mother came back into the house and started sorting and washing the vegetables Yall would keep in the sink; you continued to talk to Arthur, shyly asking about his life, you noticed his answers were rather vague but you didn’t want to push him. From what you could gather he really was just some Cowboy, taking odd jobs and exploring this part of America looking for the next big thing.

After talking causally to him for a while you began to lighten up a bit relaxing some, your mother walked back out of the house and once she was away you were shocked to see Arthur lean over the table a bit staring at you. “You’re quite a sight Miss y/n, always nice to see pretty young ladies like you, especially if they’re making me pies” he chuckled lightheartedly giving you a nice smirk. If you weren’t mistaken you believed you just felt your whole body pulse, suddenly you felt very hot and you could barely make eye contact with the man your whole face covered in blush. “Thank you…” you spoke out quietly voice a squeak as you felt a tingle in your legs. You heard him chuckle at your embarrassed demeanor his face lit up with a dangerous charm. After a few moments your mother came back into the house and shortly after Arthur left thanking you for the hospitality.

Later that night you had gotten ready for bed, cleaned yourself off and put on your nightgown. You laid down and warmed up underneath the covers, closing your eyes and getting comfortable, but immediately thoughts about Arthur clouded your brain, the words he spoke to you making you feel hot and sensitive. Images of his face…his hands…, Jesus his hands, his long thick callused fingers, you couldn’t stop thinking about them. And then something even worse came to mind, books your mother would have burned if she caught you reading them flashed in your head, stories of damsels and their knights in shining armor, but it was more than that… You kept thinking about those certain chapters…were the knight would slowly undress the damsel, kiss from the top of their head down to their stomach…going further and further till they reach their cunt, kissing them along their other lips….fondling their chest.

You couldn’t take it anymore, your whole body felt on fire as you kept thinking about such sinful things, so to ease the tension in your body you slowly started fondling yourself, gently pinching your nipples letting out soft quiet moans and mewls, your breast felt soft in your hands and the feeling of your nipples hardening from the touches made you feel wetter. After a bit of teasing your now perky nipples you traced you hands slowly down to your own cunt, slowly rubbing your now very wet slit, trying to keep your moans low as you rubbed your wet clit, your pussy hot and sensitive. You slowly plunged your fingers into your sopping hole pushing them in and out till your legs started to shake and your back started to arch, the wet squelching sounds of your tight pussy echoing across the walls.

One hand using fingers to fuck yourself, the other hand using your fingers to rub your very needy and inflamed clit, you couldn’t help the quiet moans and whines coming out of your mouth, as your fingers kept moving inside you trying to touch those spots that made you cry out. You kept this up for a while, getting more and more worked up, but no matter how much you bucked your hips, no matter how much you rubbed yourself you just couldn’t cum, you would get so close to the edge just for it to slowly dissipate. Eventually your arms started to feel tired and so did you, so with some aggravated whines you tuned over and went to sleep, pussy still wet and needy.

#rdr2 #rdr2 arthur #arthur morgan #x reader #fem reader #arthur morgan rdr2 #rdr2 fic #Arthurmorgan #sexyarthurmorgan #older man younger woman #cowboy #shy reader

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just-a-torn-up-masterpiece · 2 years

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make a deal

kinktober 2022 masterlist | monstober 2022 masterlist

devil!kate bishop x reader

18+ : blood kink, knife, cutting, fingering (r!receiving)

You went to your front door at the sound of a rhythmic knock against the wood, pulling it open to the sight of a dark haired beauty leaning casually against the wall. She raked her eyes over your body with no shame, hands tucked into her suit trouser pockets with the sleeves of her black shirt rolled up her toned arms.

“Uh, hi?”

“Hello, Y/N.” She smirked. “You called me, don’t look so surprised to see me sweetheart.”

“Oh! You’re the um, the-“

“The devil, yep. Although I kinda like the name Kate - feels less stigmatising.” She shrugged.

“Alright…Kate. You’re not what I expected.”

“Let me guess, you were picturing a red guy with horns and a tail?”

“Well yeah - but this is much better.”

“I know.” She smiled cockily. “So are you gonna let me in or?”

“Right, sorry.” You mumbled back, stepping aside to let her into your apartment.

“I’ve gotta say there’s less cauldrons and frogs than I expected.” She muttered as she looked around.

“Yeah, I guess we both face stereotypes huh?” You laughed.

“Aw, you don’t even have a cat.” She pouted and the sight was a lot more adorable than you’d imagined. “I wanted to pet it.”

“Sorry, the building doesn’t allow pets.” You returned with a shrug. “So, uh, how does this ‘deal with the devil’ thing work?”

“You wanted power, I’ll give you power for a price I'm still figuring out.” She answered, you followed right behind her as she made herself at home strolling through your apartment and into your bedroom.

“Do you always walk around peoples homes like you own the place?”

“Of course.” She smiled, poking around the books on your shelves. “Listen, I’m usually more prepared with my contracts but you’re much prettier than a lot of the witches I’ve met with over the centuries.” Kate spoke, pulling one hand free from her pockets to stroke a finger over your cheek.

“So that means what?” Your face flushed under her gaze and the pad of her thumb that swiped over your bottom lip.

“Our contract’s gonna be a little different, sweet girl.” She breathed against your lips with a harsh kiss and a bite before she pulled away leaving you stunned and wanting more.

She pulled out a paper contract and a pen, handing them over to you with a grin, you giggled at the novelty red pen she passed you, devil horns and feathers wobbling on the top.

“Wow, that’s a little on the nose isn’t it?” You laughed, signing your name on the dotted line before she whisked it away.

“I like fun pens, okay? Now onto the deal.” Her grip was rough on either side of your waist when she pulled you flush against her with immediate melding of her lips with yours. You returned it happily, her devilish charm was enticing and incredibly difficult not to be affected by.

Her lips didn’t leave yours as she walked you backwards to your bed, pushing you onto your back with force and instantly dragging her hands over your body, pulling the trousers from your legs to discard on the ground. Your fingers fumbled with the buckle of her belt until she rid herself of the clothing, climbing over where you lay on the bed to straddle your body, soon pulling your shirt over your head too.

Kate smirked down at you as her hands pulled at the black tie around her collar before grabbing your hands to tie it around your wrists.

“I-“

“No. No talking. This is your payment so you’ll do as I say, now keep your hands above your head.” She commanded, taking your body as her own with kisses over your bare chest, tongue flicking over your nipple and nails scraping down your sides.

And you guess your body truly is hers now, given to her in a deal, she’s to take your body and your blood too apparently by the look of the knife she was now wielding. She watched intently as the dull side of the silver blade stroked over your body, down the valley between your breasts, cold on your nipple before she settled on your ribs.

“This might hurt a little.” She breathed before pushing the sharp metal into your skin, dragging it across the flesh over your rib cage whilst you winced at the feeling beneath her. She didn’t bother trying to cause as little pain as she could, enjoying the small whimpers you let out while she watched bright red blood spill from the carving she created. Five lines to create a pentacle and a somehow perfect circle surrounding it that you put down to the fact she’s literally the devil, a permanent marking that’d scar to show she’d claimed you, that the deal was final.

You could feel the blood dripping over your skin, tickling a pathway as it slid over your body onto the sheets beneath you. You flinched slightly at the kiss she placed there, a slight sting as soft lips made contact with the open wounds, pulling away with crimson coated lips and a tongue seductively darting out to lick them clean.

You could still taste the metallic tang when she kissed you, so hungry and demanding, a clash of teeth and arches of bodies into one another and when she unbuttoned her shirt she watched how desperate you were to touch her. She laughed at the way you eyed her bare body, hands twitching beneath their bindings, deprived of what you so wanted.

Kate pushed a blood coated thumb past your slackened jaw and your lips latched around it whilst hers kissed over your upper thighs, pressing a kiss to your clit with a teasing swipe of her tongue through your wet slit. Her free hand reached up to stroke over your body, pushing two fingertips through the slick still pooling on your ribs coating them in red.

Fingers wet with your own blood pushed into your cunt, you sighed out at the feeling, the curling of her digits that hit your g-spot and her thumb that rubbed over your swollen clit as your hips bucked upwards in pleasure.

“That feel good, hm?” She muttered beside your ear with her lips sucking at the flesh beneath your ear, teeth marks being soothed with her tongue. You nodded against her with a moan at the fervent pace of her actions, pulling you close to your release with the pumps of her fingers into your pussy with equally perfect circles drawn over your aching clit.

“So close, please can I-“

“You can cum. Just know it’s not your last of the night.” She breathed. “You’re so pretty baby, hope you don’t mind me popping by now and then. You are mine now, after all.”

#kate bishop x reader #kate bishop #kate bishop x female reader #kate bishop x you #kate bishop x y/n #kate bishop fanfiction #mcu #marvel mcu #marvel wlw #marvel x reader

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brucenorris007 · 7 months

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Everything You Know

"Transcription will show interviewer as agent Roque. Time is 0832 hours, interview room 01. Conducting interview of agent Rouge on subject of Mobians and relevant threat assessment per the interests of new administration. Also present is G.U.N. Commander"

"How much longer are you going to keep a lady waiting?"

"Um."

"Proceed, agent Roque."

"Yes sir."

"I'm all yours, hon."

"Right. Agent Rouge; you stated before that you have intel on active Mobians that G.U.N. might find useful."

"I'm the best there is."

"Various teams have already performed thorough research"

"Oh, I'm sure you have a file for everyone. Even little old me, don't you?"

". . ."

"That's our thing. But those files are still works in progress, and I think you've stalled out for a while."

". . ."

"What information do you have?"

"First, the Chaotix."

"That's an agency consisting of one Vector the crocodile, Espio the chameleon and Charmy bee."

"Frankly, the three of them together are nearly as adept at gathering intel as G.U.N.'s whole intelligence branch."

"What sort of resources do they have access to?"

"Ours make theirs look almost analog; which just speaks to how skilled they are."

". . ."

"Don't frown, Commander; I said nearly. They're not as good as me."

"And individually?"

"Vector's deceptively organized. No one would think it by looking at him, but his attention to detail is second to none. Espio can fully control his camouflage at will and claims he's a trained ninja. I've never seen him kill before, but then, most people don't see me, either."

". . ."

"And Charmy?"

"He's six."

"And?"

"He's six. What more do you want? I'm not doing a detailed report on any children."

"Does that include"

"My cutoff is seven years old."

". . .Does that include Cream the Rabbit?"

"Nauseatingly sweet. Jot that on a post-it for your files."

"All right; let's move on, then."

". . . those kids can fly carrying upwards of 400 pounds. . ."

"Excuse me?"

"Never mind, big boy. You were saying?"

"Right. Let's see. Amy Rose; her name has appeared on an impressive number of reports."

"Ha! I'm not surprised. That girl basically fears nothing, or at least no authority of any kind. She's got an odd kind of charisma that somehow draws others into helping her. Nothing like mine, of course, but I'm a bit more selective about who I work with."

"I'm seeing several counts of criminal activity here."

"All null and void per the last administration, hon. She's been good as far as the law's concerned since then. No telling how long that'll last."

"And how would you assess her through the lens of being a possible threat?"

"Hard to know; like I said, there's no telling what she might pursue next. If any of her goals brought her in contention with G.U.N. though, I doubt that would stop her trying."

"What about this friend of hers, a Big the Cat?"

"Seriously? We've got one for him? He's a teddy bear. Literally only cares about his pet frog and good fishing. He's nil as a threat to anyone except tuna."

"Okay. Just a few more"

"Let me guess. Knuckles the Echidna."

"Do you have anything on him?"

"Amateur treasure hunter. Militant, dedicated to his job; which keeps him out of most of the business we're interested in anyway, since he lives on a floating island. By my estimate, he's the strongest thing alive."

". . . !"

"Not that he can't be handled. Insofar as we'd ever need to handle a recluse."

"Is he really an echidna?"

"He seems to think so."

"Thank you. That just leaves"

"Little fox boy for last, hm?"

"Uh."

"Tails, birth name Miles Prower. The reason my cutoff age is seven; he's at least as smart as Eggman, if not more so. Kid works with less of a budget than the Chaotix and he can still build better aircraft, mechanical units and weaponry than the Doctor. If he wasn't such a goody-two-shoes, I might want to teach him a few things myself."

"That's quite a statement."

"And not a word of exaggeration."

". . ."

"That's everyone, huh, stud?"

"Actually"

"Thanks for this little date, Roque; would've been more fun with some wine and sans chaperone."

"Agent Rouge, I have to ask"

"That's me clocked out for the day, boys; you know where to find me."

"Sonic the Hedgehog."

". . ."

"Of all active Mobians, any information on him is the highest priority. What have you got on him?"

"Commander."

"Agent Rouge."

"I believe it would be in G.U.N.'s best interest for me to keep hold of my intel on subject Sonic the Hedgehog."

". . ."

"Very well. That will be all."

Creak.

Slam.

"Sir?"

"She's right, agent Roque; she is among our best. That's why we have a file on her in the first place."

- - - - -

Rouge sighed, rolling out her neck and flexing her wings once the door shut behind her. G.U.N. used exactly the same chairs in their interview rooms as in their interrogation cells, and they left her stiff if she sat too long.

No doubt the nerds working on a contingency plan for Sonic would be crying again tonight, but it wasn't her problem. There really wasn't much to learn about him anyway.

She could have told them that his friends-particularly the girl and his pocket genius-were the nearest he had to any kind of vulnerability or weak point, but at best it was a moot point. At worst, G.U.N. would do far more harm than good with the information.

She'd pieced together herself what Eggman must've figured out years ago:

The consequences for going after Sonic's so-called "weak points" weren't worth any prize.

Rouge tucked in her wings and made her way down the hall. All told, it hadn't been the way she wanted to spend her morning, but it'd been necessary. The new administration had been acting a little shifty toward Mobians compared to the previous.

Volunteering for a verbal report would put her-and if only by proxy, Shadow and Omega-into G.U.N.'s good-or at least neutral-books.

It'd also serve as a reminder of just how skilled she was; and how much damage she could cause on the way out if need be.

Best of all, doing so had cost her next to nothing save a few shiny tidbits.

She might've given G.U.N. all they knew about Mobians.

But she'd hardly given them all she knew.

@generic-sonic-fan

#Rouge the Bat #Sonic #Bollywood Anti Heroine #G.U.N.#GUN Commander #ficlet #I spent all afternoon on this #fanfic #This is halfway a response to another dialogue-only ficlet-ish Measly posted a while back #Bout what a new POTUS and the GUN Commander might talk about #Daily reminder #Rouge the Bat is not to be fucked with #She's observant

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princess-of-the-corner · 3 months

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Now I'm interested, what are some of your favorite picks for the cast? Any choices that don't make sense on paper but you have an odd reason for?

Oh for the bnha pmd thing? Okay so they're all pokemon and like. I have. I have Thoughts™.

Like we brianstormed half of this ages ago in the discord and then I made a joke and we brought it back up and Aki is making their own spin on it now(I love this for you btw it's fun and I love seeing the overlap on our thoughts)

ANYWAY: Who is what pokemon!

So first off. All of 1-A are first stage evolution because they're baby.

Izuku - Oh boy. Short version: Mew 3 but thinks he's a Shaymin. Long story will swing back to it eventually

Katsuki - Riolu! I had narrowed it down to Riolu, Cyndaquil, or Mankey, all for appearance and vibes and some in the power category. But then it was pointed out that Riolu evolves through /friendship. and I just. The narrative there? Beautiful.

Ochako - Cleffa! They're from space!

Kiri - Sandshrew! I knew he'd be a ground or rock type and Sandshrew's a vibe and they're all pointy, but also because my AU has Kiri and Tetsutetsu as siblings I wanted something to fit both of them as they'd be the same thing, and main Sandshrew is ground but the Alolan one is part Steel for Tetsutetsu

Shoto - Vulpix, still a Chimera so he's both Kantonian and Alolan.

Denki - Pichu. Like how can I not he already gets the Pikachu jokes but Pichu is extra baby and can't yet control the electricity!

Jiro - Noibat! Just fuckin look at it!

Tsu - Froakie. Frog!!! Will eventually be a Greninja and look at the similarities!

Fumikage - Murkrow. Once again. Obvious choice.

Hagakure - Kecleon! Invisible baby!

Ojiro - Aipom! Monkey! Tail is a hand!

Sato - Milcrey but like. Big one.

Momo - Eevee. Simple but many possibilities!

Himiko - Zorua. Known for disguising!

Mei - Tinkaton. It just. It's pink and it builds weapons!!!!

Monoma - Smeargle. he copies things!

All Might - Palafin. IT'S LITERALLY THE ONLY PERFECT CHOICE

Recovery Girl - Blissey. Nurse pokemon!!

Present Mic - Chatot. I have to make the gay bird be the other gay bird it's a pmd story I have to!!

Midnight - Slazzle

Cementoss - Conkledurr

Power Loader - Exadrill

Nezu - Ironically, the one random Human who got yeeted into the pokemon world.

AfO - A VERY pissed off Mewtwo.

Going into the Todoroki drama for a second:

Enji is an Incineroar(Seriously LOOK AT IT).

Rei is an Alolan Ninetails, chosen because 1.) compatible with Incineroar and 2.) can make both fire and ice kids.

We're /kinda/ breaking some of how in-game genetics and abilities work for the kids to match their canon powers.

Toya is a Kantonian Ninetails but he got Snow Cloak instead of Flash Fire

Fuyumi is all Alolan

Natsuo is the opposite of Toya, being Alolan but having Flash Fire instead of Snow Cloak.

Shoto, as mentioned above, is a Chimera. So he got both the Kanto and Alola forms in one.

Swinging back to Izuku's bullshit: Basically Dad for One but with me yoinking from my other Monster AU.

AfO being a very pissed off Mewtwo. Has become the thing he hated and tried to make another Mew, resulting in Izuku. Baby Izuku ends up teleporting his ass out of there and is found by Inko(a Shaymin). Imprints on her as a mother figure and unconsciously uses the transform ability to copy her form. Inko does not know what happened there but that is a baby and it's hers now damn it. Izuku knows Inko isn't his mom but isn't aware that he's not a Shaymin.

#bnha mystery dungeon au

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barry-j-blupjeans · 1 year

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@taznovembercelebration - Cat / Baby

It was late when Taako came home. Much, much later than it usually would be. Unfortunately, part of teaching meant dealing with parents. And with parents came the "but my perfect angel child can't do anything wrong ever!". And with that came the mountains of video evidence that their perfect angel child did, in fact, set fire to the cafeteria and reanimate the frogs that another class was set to dissect. Y'know, normal magic school things.

So yes, it was much later than normal. What he wanted was to reheat his spaghetti left over from last night and then lay face first into bed for the next ten hundred years. He wanted to pile cats on top of him until he couldn't do anything else except sit there and feel the vibrations of their purring. He wanted Kravitz to just like, hold his head, because he forgot to get a new ice pack and a headache had been slowly building all day.

What he got instead were his cats surrounding him upon entrance into the house, meowing desperately. Not too unusual within itself, because they were all attention whores and would do next to anything to get their desired amount of affection. What was unusual was that Angus Jr Jr (named after Angus Jr, who decided that human Angus was a much better dad than Taako and Kravitz were, the little traitor) practically climbed up him like a living jungle gym, wailing, fur on end.

"Hey," Taako said. Angus Jr. Jr. gave a louder, more distressed wail. "Hey. Listen. Is this how we talk to people we love, Angus Jr. Jr.?"

Angus Jr. Jr. flicked his tail directly into Taako's face. The door to the kitchen was open and Taako could see Kravitz's shadow from where he was standing. Maybe Lup's too? And if there was a Lup, there was a Barry. Maybe Angus Jr. Jr. was having an understandable reaction to unwanted social interaction. Taako also wanted to climb up someone and cry until they did something about it.

He took one step toward the kitchen and Angus Jr. Jr. squirmed, demanding to be set down. Taako complied and he skittered off to the rest of the cats, who were hanging around the front door like they were trying to trade catnip without Taako noticing. As he approached the kitchen, he could definitely make out Lup talking. And when he opened the door...

Well. Okay.

Lup was definitely here. Kravitz, too. Very important to include Kravitz. However. Instead of doing a normal afterward hang out, as they were wont to do, Lup was holding an actual baby in her arms. A real-life, half-elf baby, who was currently chewing on her finger knuckles. The baby seemed to be... smoking. Literally smoking, with wisps of smoke rising off their skin and ash all over Taako's newly installed counters.

Lup paused midsentence. Kravitz turned to see him and gave him a sort of half-grimace half-smile.

"'Sup," Lup said.

"That's a baby," Taako said.

"Very astute observation," Lup said.

"That's like an actual baby," Taako said, shutting the kitchen door. The cats meowed from behind him, like closing his own kitchen door was a heinous crime against them.

"Sure is," Lup said.

"It's a long story," Kravitz sighed, sounding just as exhausted as Taako felt.

"It's not- like, I'm not taking care of a baby-"

"No, no, no," Kravitz said, at the same time Lup said,

"Uh, 'cuse me, I've already called dibs, thank you."

"No baby for you," Kravitz said, pointing towards Taako. He pointed to himself next. "No baby for me. No- no. No baby. Bad. No."

"Good to see we're still on the same page," Taako said. "Does, uh, does Barry know about your new pal, Lup, or is it a surprise?"

"Oh, Barry knows," Kravitz said, with a voice Taako knew from experience to be "I've hung around these two fuckers all day". "You do not want to get Barry started on baby stuff, he just won't stop-"

"He's gone to get formula," Lup said. "And diapers. And some fire-resistant clothes. And-"

"I got it," Taako said, understanding Kravitz so well right now. "And why, pray tell, are you doing this in my goddamn kitchen and not yours, which is not even fifty feet away from my house?"

"Baby-proof drawers," Lup said, nodding sagely.

"Cat-proof drawers," Kravitz corrected.

"Same difference," Lup said. "Listen, I'll be out of your hair in about, oh, two hours? Three hours? Depends."

"Great," Taako said, out of fucks to give. Sure. A baby. Great. Good idea, sane idea. Can't be any worse than extinguishing the cafeteria and then walking directly in on a group of frogs chasing some of your teachers. Normal day, good day. He was having such a fun time being alive at this very moment. He wanted to be buried under several hundred pounds of bricks so no one could ever bother him again.

And his spaghetti wasn't in the fridge. Slowly, slowly, Taako turned back to Lup and her smoking child.

"Lup," he said. "The spaghetti?"

"Listen," Lup said again.

It was going to be a long fucking night.

#taz nc #taz november celebration #taakitz #taako #kravitz #lup #taz #taz balance #mine #ise cube writing

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mood2you · 4 months

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Marapets had more grace

2015 : A cute, rounded Fasoro. They gave something back to upset fans.

2009 : Crosseyed, bullfooted, dumb smile thing. They had seriously ruined everything.

pre-2009 : Admittedly, there are flaws with this but the pose was more interestingits looking up at you like a real fox would, and stabding its ground or waiting to lead you further sown the path, and it's so shiny and sleek and wellgroomed and the face is evokitive, it looks so mischeivous... Like a fox! Not a pet, a fantasy.

Water had its head inclined, but the new water is prettier, there is more to look at, the mane is stupid but the tail is exciting. Also, it is a special pose, that it's running like a river to the sea.

Sometimes you can't help but what to see what artistic resources you have and stop looking at the past. This is a different character, though, and to many that's the problem.

Now... I joined Marapets late. I missed the old Bolimo. This is the new Bolimo

It must be 2005 or something, 2003. You're scared to see how dumb this looks compared to the old one? I don't even think I have the old one.

Wait... I forgot...

They Dreamworks-ified the Bolimo?!?!!!! It does look like a Neopet with the fat legs. The mane looks dumb. NO HELMET?! Marapets does not have more grace!

"They gave something back" they've got tyranical!

Aw I'm really sad, I can't find it, but I was going to show you the old candy shop owner, the black Bolimo holding lolly pops out in its mouth. It was the only surviving early Bolimo.

The Bolimo just used to be even more slender, and a velvet fur texture. I really can't find it. I really don't remember. I think I did make an OC but I ended up using Houndour, not that I ever caught one. But when you're playing a virtual pets game, you have to catch something, and Early Fasoro was my favorite character, but when the Crindol came out I stanned it.

I don't really like this redesign either, it really seems like they wanted to turn everything into Tantua

Yeah, okay, so, they took away the free color, no more red at all it's all monochromatic. I used to be perfectly happy with a Yellow Crindol, perfectly happy. I think they also took away the human hair, that's a Santa Claus type of creature if I ever saw one!

Oh, "I am old Chirs Crindol" probably intentional. I think as a kid I called it the Cindrol. Gryphons are medeival, right, like Cinderella? The legs on the Crindol are nice too in the old one, you look at a real dog it has tiny back legs, when sitting, but cartoon dogs have huge ones, like frog legs, when sitting, and it happened to the Crindol a little, huh?

The Tantua. Real cute! Tiny.

There was definately an older version that was even taller and even sexier, but here's another free color pet. The best example is the Wockey.

You know what I do is sell that as "Cotton Candy" for 1,000,000 NP. Peaches and Cream (yellow) Valentines (red) and so on. Slap it in there.

"...and me!"

#neopets #marapets #rating marapets on how sexy they are

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Jikook in RUN BTS Telepathy Special in 2022 Part 1

This was filmed on 220712, July 12th. We know because Jin not only posted on Instagram, but they were spotted around the city and at the old dorm filming for this episode (and the next one, the part 2) by fans on that day. So we know exactly when this one was filmed lol. Again, I'll mostly just share the jikook moments from this episode. But omfg it feels so good to have run back in our lives 😭😭

Not even 2 minutes into the episode and Jimin is already praising Jungkook! Lol saying he is so good at pouring the champagne and when he pours, it's always so bubbly. And Tae then reassuring Jimin in turn that that's what makes it cool. My vminkook heart 🥺🥰

When the question was about how a dog acts of they when they first see their owner after a week away and JK started acting like Bam does and Jimin immediately goes "oh, Bam-ie really acts like that!" We know you know Jimin. Domestic AF these two. Lol I miss that puppy. All their puppies! We need more puppy content!

Bonus, Jimin wiggling his butt like a puppy wagging their tail lmao

And then they all donned blindfolds and walked in a line to their cars. Lol and jikooks magnets worked overtime. They are drawn to be near each other even on accident when all jumbled up in an elevator. Lol we started on opposite ends of the line and ended up in the middle together lmfao

My favorite part of all that though is that they were led through the hybe building like that. Lmfao imagine being another artist there or working there and you just see 7 men walking through the building in a conga line with crazy frog eye masks on 🤣🤣🤣😭😭😭 I've missed this show. Lol

And when given the keyword "real fun" all of the maknae lines first thought of a place to go was the first dorms 🥺 even if JK ended up going somewhere else and Namjin also ended up deciding on the dorms too. Lol

Jimin shouting encouragement and JKs smile when he heard him shouting as he left 🥰

And then I can't not include the biggest smiles, giggles and most heartwarming hug between taejinmin when they all showed up at the dorm at the same time lol. The cuteness of lotte world being an almost for Tae and RM though too. Lol so close to having your telepathy work JK!!

And the way Jimin CALLED it when he said that either Yoongi or Jungkook probably went somewhere really far away 🤣🤣 Poor JK.

And the hysterical cut of JK jokingly saying anyone who went to Lotte world is an attention seeker since it would be way too crowded for filming and to drive so far 🤣 just to cut to JK at lotte world. I'm so ready for him to get back to the group and tell them all that's where he first went and their giggles that will for sure happen

I CANT WAIT FOR PART 2!!

Bonus again for this episode, you can't have a run bts episode without having yoonmin bickering over things lmao

Or being sweet together too. The shoulder massage while in line 🥺

Seriously this was such a fun episode and fun idea. I'm so excited to see them reunite more and talk about their memories im sure as well in the next episode! I've missed run so much!!!

#jikook #kookmin #jikook in 2022 #220712 jikook #jikook run telepathy special #jikook telepathy special episode #jikook and bam #jikook with bam

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I scrolled through your whole time capsule! so cool to see how your style has changed over the years. Are there any of your suuper early works that you still have particular fond memories of?

haha, it’s a ride, isn’t it?

i have positive memories for most of the pieces i added to the time capsule, but i’ll highlight a few standouts!

2005

this was art of my and my best friend’s (at the time) sonas. hers was a cat and mine was a tanuki, except i definitely thought tanukis were just brown raccoons and didn’t really know anything about them.

2006

the frog prince. i was so incredibly proud of this drawing at the time but i didn’t even remember to reflect the moon properly lol

2007

this is when i started making little fairy tail comics. at first they were all takes on existing fairytales and ended in weird jokes like this. this is the very first one i ever made and this was very much during the RAWR xD i’m so random phase of the internet, when jokes like this were considered funny.

2008

here’s the phase where i drew a lot of bridges in an attempt to appease my art teachers and do Something Other Than Comics

also i used art from this era as the art marina drew in monsterpop

2009

ah 2009… the end of high school, beginning of college. i was trying to get more into digital art but this highlight isn’t about that, because here’s a page from a webcomic i was making that got a daily deviation lol. i was extremely proud of myself.

2010

the start of me and my bittersweet short comics. this is before i realized i was queer so at this point it was all straight couples.

2011

got into homestuck. realized i was queer. made fairyfail, which i posted on tumblr and it popped off (by my standards at the time). i was still very much in my bittersweet romance phase and this was before the “kill your gays” trope got the sort of widespread disdain it now receives (no one in fairyfail died but it does have a sad ending). i was still really confused about my identity and didn’t really know what to do with it or myself.

2012

i made and posted “how to be a mermaid” and it got even more of a response than fairyfail. i also started making and posting monsterpop!

and oh boy i’m out of images! guess i’ll have to reblog this to add more. sorry for how long this post is gonna be lol

#ask #long post #time capsule #maya draws things #artists on tumblr #art

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musicfeedsmysoul12 · 1 year

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Chatty Parts: The chat from Names, News and Nominations Chapter 1

On AO3

Simping for Midoriya

Kaminari Denki: Hey senpai, saw the news: you alright?

Togata Mirio: Doing okay, not up for talking. Also…

Togata Mirio changed their name to ‘Snugglebug’

Snugglebug: Midoriya was at the hospital for some reason. Got a good cry in. TTYL Tamaki

Snugglebug has muted the chat

Amajiki Tamaki: Okay.

Jirou Kyoka: On one hand, I’m glad he had someone there. On the other…

Kaminari Denki changed their name to ‘Electric Daddy’

Electric Daddy: He got to hug IZUKU.

Jirou Kyoka: … I’m not talking to you anymore.

Kirishima Eijiro: Oh come on Jirou! It could have been a LOT worse. I can think of a few ways to take that.

Sero Hanta: Can you think of 69 ways?

Electric Daddy: HA!

Iida Tenya: Please keep the conversation safe for work! Need I remind you Principal Nezu can see?

Electric Daddy: I am, I am, don’t worry. I ain’t dumb enough to post that sort of stuff to a school social media account. But MIDNIGHT works for him. He’ll let some stuff slide.

Ashido Mina cannot change their name due to inappropriateness

Ashido Mina has changed their name to ‘Alien Wife’

Alien Wife: Looks like it!

Jirou Kyoka: I don’t want to know.

Alien Wife changed Jirou Kyoka’s name to ‘Heartthrob’

Heartthrob: … KAMINARI LOCK THE NAMES.

Electric Daddy: I will tomorrow. One day of chaos is fine, right?

Sero Hanta cannot change their name due to inappropriateness

Sero Hanta has changed their name to ‘Bondage’

Bondage: I’m in!

Alien Wife: rules as the old chat! No changing names already been changed! @Everyone has 1 hour before we start switching! And no using any names from other chats! Keep the theme people! If your name is changed you have 1 week before you can change it again.

Iida Tenya has changed their name to ‘Engine Husband’

Engine Husband: My brother suggested this. He is looking over my shoulder right now.

Alien Wife: Hey! Playing along then?

Engine Husband: As long as we keep it clean I don’t mind.

Kouda Koji has changed their name to ‘Furry’

Alien Wife: AHfjgkldfjgkljdfhgkld

Engine Husband: KOUDA?!

Furry:... I honestly did not think that would work

Furry has changed their name to ‘Bunny Husband’

Monoma Neito: I BELIEVE that name belongs to Midoriya, you 1A rejects.

Monoma Neito has changed their name to ‘BEST HUSBAND’

Bunny Husband has uploaded bunnypet.jpeg

BEST HUSBAND: … objection withdrawn

Alien Wife: WE NEED TO HAVE A PICTURE OF IZUKU WITH HIM

Bunny Husband: Yuwai would like that. He was watching the sports festival to.

Bondage: and got his heart stolen by our conejito?

BEST HUSBAND: I can speak Spanish, and KNOW you stole my nickname. 1A to foolish to think their own up?

Bondage: It fits him so well.

Uraraka Ochako has changed their name to ‘Floating Wife’

Floating Wife: It really does.

Amajiki Tamaki has changed their name to ‘Food Husband’

Sato Rikkido has changed their name to ‘Sugar Daddy Husband’

Electric Daddy: Huh, we have a theme now.

Bondage has changed their name to ‘Bondage Husband’

Electric Daddy has changed their name to ‘Electric Daddy Husband’

Kirishima Eijiro has changed their name to Rock Husband

Alien Wife has changed Heartthrob’s name to Heartthrob Wife

…

Electric Daddy Husband: It has been an hour! LET THE NAMING APOCOLYPSE COMMENCE.

Electric Daddy Husband changed Hatsume Mei’s name to ‘Baby Maker Wife’

Alien Wife changed Shouji Mezou’s name to ‘Tentacle Husband’

Bondage Husband changed Asui Tsuyu’s name to ‘Frog Wife’

Electric Daddy Husband changed Ojiro Mashiro’s name to ‘Tail Husband’

Alien Wife: LAME

Electric Daddy Husband changed Hagakure Toru’s name to ‘Streaker Wife’

Electric Daddy Husband: Hey, we’re trying.

Alien Wife: Still LAME.

Alien Wife changed Yaoyorozu Momo’s name to ‘Goddess Wife’

Electric Daddy Husband: Shit I can’t even say anything about that.

Alien Wife changed Aoyama Yuuga’s name to ‘Twink Husband’

Bondage Husband changed Tokoyami Fumikage’s name to ‘Threesome Husband’

Electric Daddy Husband change Shinsou Hitoshi’s name to ‘Dirty Talk Husband’

Alien Wife Changed Todoroki Shouto’s name to ‘Conspiracy Husband’

Conspiracy Husband:... can I ask?

Alien Wife: I overheard you talking to Yaomomo before we left about how the fact Nezu was Starlight’s mentor in so many futures meant that Nezu was a god for creating a Demigod like him.

Conspiracy Husband: He is a Rat God yes.

Twink Husband: Quel est ce nom? I am not a TWINK.

Alien Wife: You sure about that?

Twink Husband: While I may be of the body type I am not of the… temperament may we say?

Electric Daddy Husband: Huh? You’re very much one?

Twink Husband: Not in the bedroom.

Bondage Husband: … what the fuck?

Alien Wife: Holy shit.

Electric Daddy Husband: WHAT?! There’s no way you had sex.

Twink Husband: I am a year older then you all in my class.

Alien Wife: Wait, what?

Twink Husband: The French school system starts in September. I moved to Japan for UA when I was fifteen but missed the cut off date due to… I don’t know the word to write. I am to turn seventeen in may, not sixteen. But yes, I have had relations before.

Electric Daddy Husband:... What the actual fuck.

Engine Husband: Can we please not discuss this more? Nezu is without a doubt watching and I’d rather not push the line.

Goddess Wife: I concur. Perhaps instead we should speak on how we will deal with our feelings towards Izuku?

Goddess Wife: I mean Midoriya.

Bondage Husband: What do we have to talk about?

Goddess Wife: We need to make sure we don’t push to much. We already confirmed he’s okay with flirting, but need to discuss how we will respect him and his boundaries.

BEST HUSBAND: What sort of flirting is he okay with?

Alien Wife: Nothing that involves touching him to much and nothing to dirty. Which to quote Kami sort of: none of us are dumb enough to do that during school hours.

Floating Wife: Midoriya is pretty okay with some jokes or comments. So don’t worry to much, just be respectful!

Electric Daddy Husband: I may be kinda bad at times but I do know when to back down.

Baby Maker Wife: I LOVE MY NAME. And also I want to have Muscles’ notebook soon. When can we meet?

Baby Maker Wife: Also I won’t go to far. There are more important things!

BEST HUSBAND: I will petition to be moved to 1A to be closer to Midoriya! I can stand the rest of you and I doubt he would be allowed to come to the vastly superior 1B!

Alien Wife: … well shit.

Notes:

-I don’t want to… censor myself. Fuck censorship, but I’m also very aware they’re in a school setting and this series is teen. So… this is what we get. *shrug* teenagers are bags of hormones.

-Everything about Aoyama was on the spot and I died laughing thinking of it. It’s all just for this universe and makes me giggle like a mad person. But yeah for this AU he is older then the others.

#bnha #bnha au #boku no hero academia #dekubowl #photos and videos

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Since i have now made Camilla, afghan hound And baskerville hound's redesigns, I Said that i'll now post my headcanons for the muppets! =^///^=

And for the sake of enjoyment And creativity, i'll risk it for all my besties/Brothers And Sisters/pen pals And for some more muppet fans =^_^=

And also im still thinking about more headcanons for them, just give me time to think ^///^; And i'll post the part two either tommorow or later! =^v^=

Lets start!

Kermit the frog:

• he is 22 years old in my AU, but he acts very mature for his age

• he is pansexual And polyamourous, he is dating miss piggy And fozzie

• he likes little jingle Bells, so thats why he has some on his Boots

• Uses prounouns he/him, but some muppets call Kermit an "it", mostly Constantine

• his parents AND over 3000 siblings have been seen in some episodes, but some of his siblings dont have lines

• he plays his banjo on the top of the boarding home And sings the rainbow connection song

• he still has his iconic And polite personalities, but he sometimes gets annoyed when some insults him, but not always

• he sometimes accidentaly calls Clifford a "she", but Clifford actually doesnt mind nor does he care about any prounouns that the muppets call him

Fozzie bear:

• he is 24 years old in my AU, but he still acts goofy And silly like always

• he is queer, pansexual And polyamourous, And he is dating Kermit And miss piggy

• he doesnt only use Rubber chickens, he even uses any circus-related stuff

• he uses his water flower to spray others as a prank, oh! And he LOVES april fools Day

• he secretly likes hello Kitty and any silly cartoons, And he has an hello Kitty pin on his hat

• his jokes can SOMETIMES be funny, but theyre most of the time horrible And bad, And others always groan, roll their eyes And get annoyed by fozzie

• he likes anything thats colorful And that has rainbow colors in it

Miss Piggy:

• she is 23 years old, but he acts just the same And mature like on the muppets

• she is bisexual And polyamourous, And she is dating Kermit And fozzie

• she LOVES the 70s, 80s And even 90s women Fashion, especially if they have Pink shaded colors in it

• she has her pet Foo-Foo the dog, but she even has Gloria estefan as her pet

• she likes any bracelets And necklaces that have pearls on them, but even any kind of Crystals on them

• she is french-british in the Group, but she mostly says "moi" like always And speaks some french words in her sentences

• she practices karate, And she always tests it on one of the muppets in the boarding home, except for the children/kids

Gonzo the great:

• he is 22 years old in my AU

• he is pansexual And non-binary, And they is dating Camilla the chicken

• gonzo uses any prounouns, but most of the muppets call him by "he/him/his" but gaffer the pirate Cat calls him an "it" And by "they/them"

• they likes doing their nails, he has his nails colored in a non binary colors flag

• he even does acrobatic tricks, not only anything thats dangerous, even sometimes Circus tricks

• gonzo has an tail, with an blue fluff on the end of it, just like how Clifford now has an tail

• he isnt only interested in girl chickens, but sometimes roosters (not in an zoophilic way.)

Rowlf the dog:

• he is 29 years old in my AU

• he is bisexual, And he is dating selena the brunette haired whatnot, who is a straight Lady but she supports rowlf being bisexual

• he sometimes gives Texas vibes to other muppets

• baskerville And Afghan hounds are his most close friends in the boarding home, but he gets annoyed by baskerville And his singing

• he is pretty much interested in any classical music that have piano music in it, like Mozart

• rowlf can sometimes be pretty sarcastic in the Group, like for example when someone tells him something exciting, he says: "okay, And?" And he Chuckles, but doesnt mean it in a rude way

Pepe the King prawn:

• he is 21 years old in my AU

• he is pansexual, genderfluid and polyamourous, And he is dating Rizzo And yolanda

• he has an childhood toy named topo sticky, even tho topo sticky COULD sometimes talk in the muppets, on TMS:LITBH he doesnt talk nor move. And Pepe sometimes gets embarassed when some of the muppets see him with his childhood toy topo sticky

• his actual name is Pepino Rodrigo Serrano Gonzales, because he had two mamas And one Papa (IN MY AU.), but some of the muppets found it hard to remember his real name, so Pepe just told them to call him "Pepe". But some of the muppets call him by his real name, like Mildred huxetetter And some other pretty much older And mature muppets in the boarding home

• he likes doing ballet, but not wearing male clothes for the ballet, only female clothes for the ballets like what ballerinas wear

• he sometimes does his acts with Seymour, but not only that, he even hangs out with him

• Pepe has an short wavy red hair unlike an spiky hair

Rizzo the rat:

• he is 21 years old in my AU

• he is bisexual And polyamourous, he is dating Pepe And yolanda

• he has an colorful hair with neon rainbow colors, but his actual hair color is either Dark Brown or blonde

• they has an patch on his tail because he Got Hurt when he was Younger, he was probably bitten by a cat And he even Got stitches because that Cat nearly ate off his tail, but only the top of it

• he is even a demiboy, And he uses he/they prounouns

• he infact does have hair in here, And before in the muppets his hair was NEVER shown

• he sometimes Chuckles And laughs at pepe's ballet, but he still loves him

Yolanda the rat:

• she is 21 years old in my AU

• she is bisexual And polyamourous, And she is dating Rizzo And pepe

• she has an puffy And more longer blonde-yellow hair unlike in her original version

• she is an perfectionist for makeup And Fashion, just like miss piggy

• she had an EX-boyfriend named William the rat, but then he wasnt Hanging out with her And he secretly had another girlfriend And he was clearly cheating on yolanda. It is pretty Unknown what happend to him, but here is an picture of William on yolanda's door of her room And it has an knife on it. And in the first episode of TMS:LITBH, she told Pepe And Rizzo this (read the scenario):

Pepe: "I dont know if deadly's asleep, okay?"

Rizzo: "how do you not know if deadly's asleep!?"

Pepe: "I dunno."

Yolanda: "you two are stupider than my EX boyfriend."

Rizzo: "wait! You have an EX?"

Yolanda: "well... I had him, I had that idiot named William. Now he is in his grave."

• so yolanda probably either joked about that William's in his grave, or she either really killed him, And its based on this comic I made on second of november 2023

• she loves colorful bracelets, And she has three of them on her tail, And one on her wrist

• she likes baking muffins, cookies And small cakes

• she likes doing hairstyles, makeup, putting dresses on and any iconic And fashionable clothes, And she likes reading magazines And being with Rizzo And pepe

• she is british-american

Dr bunsen honeydew:

• he is 27 years old in my AU

• he is pansexual, And he is dating beaker

• he likes any weird And strange science And Experiments, just like the ones he makes

• bunsen actually does have eyes, And he sometimes Opens them but as if he is squinting his eyes

• he always wears safety glasses whenever he is doing one of his Experiments

• bunsen sometimes tests his new Experiments on beaker, but beaker doesnt get hurt or anything

Beaker:

• he is 28 years old in my AU

• he is bisexual And he is dating dr bunsen honeydew

• he sometimes gets nervous And scared when bunsen wants to try his Experiments on beaker, but he doesnt get Hurt nor does anything bad happen to him

• he sometimes even says: "beep!" Or "boop!" And sometimes even "hello!" And "bye-bye!"

• he likes gently petting small Animals, like kittens, bunnies, parrots... Etc

• he doesnt now wear an Scientist suit on TMS:LITBH

Thats now all my headcanons for the first two parts! I'll make the other parts tommorow =^_^=

#my arts #traditional art #the muppets #the muppets show: life in the boarding home #kermit the frog #miss piggy #fozzie bear #gonzo the great #rowlf the dog #pepe the king prawn #rizzo the rat #yolanda the rat #dr bunsen honeydew #beaker muppets #TMS:LITBH headcanons and stuff

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toxic-ship-tournament · 1 year

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ROUND 1 / SIDE B / POLL 3

Vincent x Jynx ( @bonetrix-arts ) vs Harbinger “Harry” Harcourt x Dr. Vincent DuFresne ( @certifiedwerewolf )

who makes up your ship?:

Vincent (he/him) and Jynx (she/her)

why does your ship deserve to be considered the most toxic?:

One of them is a serial murderer girlboss crazy bitch and the other is an essence-vampire magician mama’s boy who absolutely sucks booty

ship tags/playlists/pinterest boards?:

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who makes up your ship?:

Harbinger "Harry" Harcourt /Dr. Vincent DuFresne

why does your ship deserve to be considered the most toxic?:

OKAY SO. In WDWD we're introduced to Vincent FIRST, he's the ex-fiance of the protagonists' uncle and we learn from his brief appearances and the comments from the uncle that he's a bad dude. He's a doctor and a scientist and he sooooo wants to be able to experiment on people and modify them, but not in a "safe and thoroughly researched to mitigate risks" way, like, he wants to take people apart and put them back together in new and exciting ways. He's also just like a shit person, like manipulative and controlling and we get hints of this from, again, the uncle, who used to be engaged to him and Vincent still blames his ex coworker for homewrecking (Josef didn't not homewreck, but not the way Vincent implies, he just helped Nick realize how Vincent was treating him wasn't right and supported him in ending things, you know the drill). ANYWAY. Enter Harry: when we first meet him, he's a humanoid frog man, and then we realize he's got a scorpion tail (the frog and the scorpion, get it, do you get it?), and he mentions that they're "gifts from the good doctor" and "a reward for his good service" and you think, oh, I've got the lay of this land! Vincent gaslight gatekept girlbossed Harry into being his human guinea pig! And for like five minutes this seems to be the case, but the more we see of Harry the more it starts to seem like, hmm, maybe not? Maybe they are just both fucked? ANYWAY AGAIN, eventually Nick makes a comment about "what Vincent did to Harry", and Vincent is like. "You think this is MY doing? He was like that when I got him! I've been holding him back!" Because it turns out that when Vincent started talking "hypothetical" body modifications with this guy who had just gotten out of top surgery and realized "oh he's kinda fucked up, I bet I can groom him into being my human guinea pig <3" what that same guy was thinking was "oh this doctor is so handsome and fucked up, I should introduce him to the immortal witch queen with a goddess complex that I serve/worship and induct him into my cult so we can be together", which he then did because she gave Vincent the freedom to pursue his fucked up dreams of experimenting on humans (other experiments: guy who turns into a dire wolf, girl who can project people's fears into their brains, cyborg fairy changeling boy). ANYWAY AGAIN AGAIN here are some more things about my nasty boys so you understand what I mean when I say they're Like That(tm):

1. Harry murdered his parents when he was ten, because he had the thought that he probably could and could get away with it, so he wanted to test this. He was correct, and the resulting chain of events (and murders) was what eventually drew the immortal witch queen with a goddess complex's attention to him, because she's always on the lookout for these sorts of kids that she can groom into serving her. Then she actually got to know him and was like "oh he's already fucked up, I don't actually have to do any work here". She has been holding him back most of his adult life because he only kills people when she tells him to and that is definitely a step up from how he was before she got him, when he killed people just cause he felt like it and wanted to see what would happen. 2. He can crawl on ceilings and he loves to do this and sometimes he does it to annoy the rich manbrat that the Queen keeps around to run their social media accounts because tormenting Lyall Knox is his third favorite passtime, after serving his Queen and fucking Vincent on every available surface in the tower until the Queen needs a break and calls in a cleaning crew to hose everything down and she orders them not to touch each other again until she says otherwise, which he's always obedient about because he will do anything she tells him to. Poor Vince getting cucked by his cult leader. He deserves it he's terrible. 3. They, alongside the guy who can turn into a dire wolf, raised the changeling cyborg and the fear projection girl, and were terrible guardians. After the kids get free they talk about him clinging to their ceiling to watch them sleep (and is the reason they sleep in shifts, and share a bed) and while they never get explicit, they will sometimes refer to him wanting to "play" with them which implies some kind of game where torture was the prize. 4. Once took the last pudding cup so one of his coworkers glued him to the ceiling and it's implied he got down by simply peeling off the skin where it was stuck.

5. Wants to be stuffed and mounted and displayed in his Queen's Gallery of Former Minions upon his death. 6. Vincent calls him "Darling" and "Darling Harry" and "My Darling". 7. Speaking of Vincent! The cyborg boy I mentioned? One of only two people who have ever successfully had that process done on them. The other is the aforementioned uncle; Vincent was on the team that did it and it was highly experimental and only succeeded because of the healing magic that his friend gave him that kept him alive after most of his body was crushed. In THIS case it was because the fairy boy's 'old man' had tried to cure of him of his iron weakness by what we will delicately call 'exposure therapy' and caused his organs to start shutting down and some of his limbs to atrophy. Vincent saved his life, but only because his Queen had plans for him and would be mad if he died. But also because he wanted the chance to study changeling organs, so after he replaced the ones that he needed to, he kept the old ones so he could study them. So somewhere in the tower there's just a fridge with this kid's old organs and limbs in it. 8. I cannot stress hard enough that everyone's assumption about Vincent gaslight gatekeep girlbossing Harry into being his human guinea pig WAS ACTUALLY HIS PLAN. This is not a case of him getting accused of something he wouldn't do, he WOULD and WAS GOING TO, it just wasn't NECESSARY because he was ALREADY LIKE THAT. 9. But also. I want to make this clear. They are in love of one another. Vincent would burn the world to the ground to make Harry happy. Harry would kill for Vincent, or more importantly he would NOT kill, if you catch my meaning. He would do anything short of betraying his Queen for Vincent. They love each other so much. 1o. Another of Harry's modifications is the ability to purr, which he got just so Vincent could hold him and pet him and he could purr about it. Also sometimes they fuck on the ceiling. Vincent always gets lightheaded from the bloodrush from being upside down, but anything to indulge his darling. Oh also he gave him the owl's ability to turn its head all the way around. It is never not creepy to watch him do.

ship tags/playlists/pinterest boards?:

They are very recent and I mostly work on them in my Discord server so I have not spoken about them much in public. But here is a post I made about them. https://certifiedwerewolf.tumblr.com/post/710932519216889856/by-the-way-im-not-calling-them-freaks-because-of Also here are some more images I did of them for reference https://www.tumblr.com/certifiedwerewolf/714005888634093568/cant-remember-if-i-ever-posted-all-of-these-but-i?source=share

#bonetrix-arts #certifiedwerewolf #vincent x jynx #harry x vincent #toxic ship tournament #Spotify

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I write this! Steampunk! Dieselpunk! Indy! Found family! Magic! Listen: social media is very challenging for me, I'm only sticking around here because I want people to look at my work. Did you hit "follow" at some point because you like what I like? MAYBE YOU'LL LIKE THIS!

I SEE 44 FOLLOWERS AND I WILL GET EVERY LAST ONE OF YOU TO CLICK EVENTUALLY! I WILL WEAR YOU DOWN!! I'M A FROG ON THE EDGE! I MEAN IT!

Ahem.

Known readers: 3 (hi!) 1st goalpost: 10?

Known supporters: Still not asking yet, just letting you know, I will take your money when I start posting more story!

And now, so as not to be too ridiculously long for your feed (thank you for your patience) a sample under the cut!

[Ha-ha-ha, yeah, but the thing I'm writing right now is more of a side gig. It's been stressful this week. I fell into a Hazbin Hotel fic that I'm afraid to show anyone, because it looks like I made a Mary Sue and that's not what I'm about. But it's got David in it, who has returned to Soldier On from the grave and begun impacting the plot again. (That's a mild spoiler, but, c'mon, you must've suspected. He's always getting into places he doesn't belong.)

[Mind if I shoot you a few paragraphs from this otherwise useless, self-indulgent thing, so you can meet him in noodle-bird form? The gag about the Stages of Grief was that they are Denial (Charlie), Anger (Husk), Apathy (Angel), Concern For Your Girlfriend (Vaggie) and Blowing Shit Up While Obnoxiously Australian (Cherri) but I trimmed off the opening so it's just David's arrival, and all you see is Serial Murder (Alastor). Oh, god, I am forever explaining myself...]

A glowing orange hand, much the same shade as the portal, peeked hesitantly out of one side, and swiped through the air as if testing the temperature of the bathwater. Finding no bathtub, it eventually lit on the wall, and scratched the wallpaper with a red lacquered talon. It slid down and found the floorboards. “Oh, well,” said a male, but terribly fussy voice. “Might as well give it a shot!”

The hand vanished. An instant later, it returned, clutching the handle of a purple cloth suitcase. The suitcase thumped on the floor, followed by a shiny shoe with a white spat, and a striped trouser leg.

A fiery orange bird-creature in a purple frock coat emerged, trailing red and blue flames from its head like the tail of a comet. Then again, that wasn’t even the weirdest hair in the room right now, let alone historically. “Ah, hello.” He bowed. “Sorry to bother you. Is this the Happy Hotel?”

Charlie squealed. “That guy just deadnamed my Hotel!”

“Sorry…?”

“Hazbin,” said a grinning shadow with narrowed eyes. One might call this the unprecedented seventh Stage of Grief (Serial Murder), and a very good reason to stop at five.

“What is it now?” said the bird, with apparent sincerity.

Alastor materialized, smiling — as always — resplendent in red, and with a razor-thin veneer of patronizing levity concealing his violent nature. “Ha-ha!” Two syllables, not quite a laugh. “We have an Abbott and Costello fan!”

“Abbott and Costello?” said the bird. He shook his head. “Sorry, it’s always a bit disorienting. Must’ve dropped my timely references. Mind if I go out and come in again?” Without pause, he exited via the portal, and climbed back in. He pointed a knowing finger at Alastor. “Abbott and Costello! The comedy duo! Vaudeville! Oh, you must be ancient…”

Alastor was still smiling, with narrowed eyes, one of which gave a slight twitch.

“I don’t get it,” the bird admitted. He leaned closer and blinked at the smile. “Are you feeling quite well? Do you have head trauma?” He laughed. “Or do I?” He touched his own head, feeling it, and the flames, with both hands. “I do seem to have something worthy of traumatizing. Does anyone have a reflective surface?” He glanced aside at the man in red, who was still grinning. “...Although I quite understand if you’ve covered them all.”

“...Who the fuck are you?” said the Radio Demon, with unusual clarity.

“David Valentine!” He extended a hand, which was not accepted.

The spider recoiled.

The bird did, too, but only a half step. “Sorry?” He leaned forward cautiously. “I have a few other names, if you don’t like that one? Um… Oh, God, have I been here before?” He took a single step towards Angel. “Listen, whatever I did, I assure you, I am perfectly… I am reasonably sober now, and I will never do it a…”

“We’re very pleased to meet you, David!” Charlie said, pumping his proffered hand. “Welcome to the Hazbin Hotel!”

“What is it now?” David said, blinking. He laughed. “Oh, I get it. I get it! That’s hilarious!” He clapped Charlie on the back. When he looked up, there was a grinning face with a twitching eye examining him from a near distance. He backed off a pace and straightened his cravat with a polite chuckle — followed by a shriek. “Christ! is that an actual eyeball or a clever design? Is my tie alive? Is that me? Is this even a suit? Are we all naked?”

Nobody was offering any opinions on the ontological nature of living clothes, but they did seem a bit perturbed by the cravat with the expressive eyeball, so he tucked it back into his vest.

“Sorry! I know I’m being a bit weird, but I’ve travelled quite some way and I may not technically be authorized to be here.” He grinned, displaying neither tongue nor teeth but a gullet full of yellow flame. “But that’s never stopped me! Hmm…” He turned, touched a hand to the centre of the portal, and collapsed it back into nothingness. He winked. One eye was pitch black with a single fleck of white serving as a pupil, the other glowing yellow with a red iris. “Before someone notices!”

“Can I get you a chair?” Charlie whispered in Alastor’s direction. Unfortunately, it was more of a stage-whisper.

Several shadow tentacles sprouted, though they were not aimed in Charlie’s direction. Yet. “No.”

David Valentine was making do with the reflective surface of a glassed-in Lillith poster. He combed back his hair, or whatever that was, with both hands, then examined the hands, both sides. “It’s not quite what I’m used to, but I think it suits me. Love the manicure!” He laughed. “It’s nice to have something corporeal of my own again. I’ll have to oil my hair with lamp oil! Ah!” He turned and posed in front of the glass. “And so thin! Really, incredibly…” He glanced at the others. “Please tell me, has Persephone been winding us all up? Is there food in Hell?”

Angel lifted a hand and volunteered, “Yeah, but it’s shitty and expensive.”

“Oh.” David pointed and nodded. “Like Vegas.”

Angel cackled. “Yeah!”

“Lobsters scream when you drop them in boiling water,” Niffty said, vibrating with joy. “Most things scream when you drop them in boiling water.”

David leaned down and measured her little body with one hand. She was still vibrating. “Is child labour legal in Hell?” he said.

“Yeah,” Angel said. “But I don’t think Niff qualifies. I ain’t sure what she is.”

“Unhinged,” Niffty said. She smiled — she had been, and it was terrifying, but now it was more. “Are you a bad boy?”

David gave an airy laugh. “I make a good girl!”

Vaggie introduced herself, spear point first. “Listen, cabrón, where, exactly, are you from?”

“Exactly?” said David, blinking. “Oh, dear.” He sighed, shaking his head. “That’s always a bit difficult. I have what you’d call a ‘context-based’ memory��” He pointed a sharp finger. “You know that thing where you get up to do something, and you go through a door, and you forget why in fuck you got up in the first place, so you’re just sort of wandering around pointlessly and trying to remember so you don’t have to turn around and go back?”

There were a few puzzled nods. The gentleman with the evident head trauma abstained, but David quite understood.

“Well, I’ve been through several doors to get here and I’ve left a lot of context behind me. I am positive I don’t belong here, but, let’s see…” He counted on his fingers. “I’ve sinned, I’ve died, I’ve continued sinning, and I’m very much hoping to be a better person…”

“That’s what we do!” Charlie said.

“...for the sake of my friends — one of whom died to get away from me…”

“Pardon?” said Angel. “You wanna back up, there?”

“Oh, he’s just being silly,” David said. “I’ll find him eventually!” He cleared his throat. “...and the other of whom is rapidly nearing the end of her finite existence. I fucked up her whole childhood, and it looks like most of her adulthood, and I was really hoping to make amends before she goes into hiding like he did. Oh! And I’m not at all interested in going to Heaven,” he added, with a firm shake of his head. “No. I’ve been — to my version of it, anyway — and it’s terribly dull.”

Charlie’s expression fell. “What?”

The strident sound of a game show buzzer played. The audience seemed very disappointed. Alastor joined them. “Aww. That’s a real shame. But thanks for playing!” He strode forward. “The Hazbin,” he paused, for emphasis, “Hotel is only concerned with redeeming the souls of worthy sinners in need of a second chance. Interloping travellers who are,” he popped up over the flaming bird’s shoulders and made a beaky mouth with one hand, “‘not at all interested’ in going to Heaven need not apply!”

[I dunno. I'm trying to get over myself and numb the shame, but if you like the style, I write like that! That's me! I've written a lot more! And if you hate it... Please don't tell me,. It's a work in progress. I may never show it to anyone anyway. I just think David would do well there, if they don't kill him, and he has a good reason. He just found Hyacinth again!]

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