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dustofthedailylife · 1 year

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A Fennec Fox's Guide To Botany

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Summary: Tighnari comes back from a day of work and is greeted by yet another new patient who has consumed poisonous mushrooms in the forest. That it would be another fennec fox he'd have to save is a surprise - yet not an unwelcome one.

Pairing: Tighnari x Fennec Fox!Reader (gn!)

Tags: Fluff, SFW, mentions of food poisoning and corresponding symptoms (Reader)

A/N: Back with a new fic! This is the first time I wrote something for Tighnari outside of headcanons and I hope I managed to portray his character well. I brainrotted about the idea of this fic a while ago and just couldn't get it out of my head. Hope you like it! :3

→ Part 2 (A Fennec Fox's Guide to Love)

Today had been a rather uneventful day in Avidya Forest. Now that Irminsul was cured, thanks to the efforts of the Traveler, the number of Withering Zones that still remained throughout the forest steadily decreased every day and they were generally easier to deal with, too. Additionally, Collei was as energetic as ever now that her Eleazar was cured.

Though just as Tighnari came back from patrol training with Collei Amir, the Search and Rescue Dog Trainer of the Forest Watchers hurriedly ran in their direction as soon as he spotted them back at the camp.

“Master Tighnari!”, he panted breathlessly and came to a halt in front of the pair.

“Amir? What’s wrong? Did the dogs eat poisonous mushrooms like last time?”, Tighnari retorted half amused.

There really was always something, wasn’t there? He should be surprised but he really wasn't anymore. There goes his chance of getting some downtime for once.

“No! Well… yes. I mean, no, not directly.”, Amir stammered.

“Well, what is it now? Yes or no?”

“Please just come with me and take a look.”, Amir prattled on before he quickly hurried back towards the medical hut.

Tighnari didn’t know what was going on yet but his gut feeling told him that it meant nothing good. It wasn’t rare that he was called over to assist with a patient but never before had he seen Amir so anxious.

As he pushed past the entrance of the hut he found Amir and another Forest Ranger standing in front of the bed where he could vaguely make out the legs of a heavily shivering person. If he had to take a wild guess it was likely yet another fool who couldn’t tell a poisonous mushroom apart from an edible one. The usual tourist; they ate everything they could find on the forest floor.

Tighnari sighed deeply and pushed past the others towards the bed and that’s where he found you lying. He stopped dead in his tracks the moment he saw you. You were a fennec fox just like him. The fur on your features was mainly golden-beige colored and had a color gradient toward the tips of your tail and ears that matched your hair color.

Your ears were flattened downwards against your head, your eyes were pressed shut and your mouth was pulled into a pained grimace. Beads of sweat were running down your forehead as you were writhing on the bed with your hands clasped over your stomach and your tail tucked in between your legs.

The anger that had been welling up inside the pit of his stomach the entire way here was gone the second he laid eyes on you.

All these years he spent thinking he was the only Fennec fox left in Sumeru and then you suddenly appear out of nowhere with a strong food poisoning. As much as he wanted to be as annoyed as he usually was towards tourists, he couldn’t quite bring himself to be. Especially not when you looked so incredibly beautiful. It felt wrong to him to think about something like this in the current situation but he couldn’t take his eyes off of you.

“What happened?”, he questioned Amir without averting his gaze.

“We found them while on patrol. They begged us to help them because they were in horrible pain, babbling something about eating mushrooms and that they were hungry… as soon as we arrived here they started hallucinating and were completely unresponsive. They seem to be deteriorating fast.”, Amir explained with a quivering voice. He looked like he was scared out of his mind and close to tears.

“Did they mention what they ate?”, Tighnari inquired, trying his hardest to keep his composure because if he didn't you'd be a goner.

He found himself thinking that it is lucky he returned right on time because no matter how good his Forest Rangers otherwise were when it came to medical emergencies or unprecedented incidents, they were completely unfit to deal with them.

“They mentioned something about a… red starshroom with white dots, I think?”

“Star Death Cap… abdominal pain, nausea, fever, hallucinations. Highly poisonous…”, Tighnari mumbled to himself as he rummaged inside the medical cabinet in the corner of the room. He took out several medical supplies and a small bottle containing a bright green liquid.

“Master, can you still help them?!”, Amir hysterically interrupted while nervously dancing around on the spot behind Tighnari.

“Not if you keep making me nervous, Amir. Leave, both of you. I need room to think.”, he bit back.

Amir waved to the other Forest Ranger who had been present the entire time as well and quickly left the hut with a worried frown painted on his face.

Tighnari took a deep breath and pulled a chair in front of the bed where you were lying. He took out a flashlight and pulled your eyes open with his the pad of his thumb to test the reaction of your pupils; and if he was being honest things weren’t looking too good. Your eyes barely reacted to the light at all and you didn’t even seem to properly notice him. Even though he knew from himself that fennec foxes had a high toxin resistance, he still needed to act, otherwise, things were looking grim for you.

He stood up from his chair again and went to grab the cup with the medicine he had concocted for this specific type of mushroom, although he has never had to use it before since people usually didn’t eat the mushroom you seemed to have consumed. It was bright red and basically screamed “danger, don’t eat me”. Although that didn’t seem to be enough to stop you from eating it. If you were going to make it, he’s got to ask you what in Celestia you were thinking.

He lifted the cup to your face and carefully aligned it with your lips when you suddenly grabbed his wrist and looked directly at him.

“A-are you a god?”, you breathed out through pants while you stared at him with eyes wide-blown in surprise.

“What?”, he startled. You were probably hallucinating again, but even though he was very much aware of that, he couldn’t stop his heart from beating an octave higher. “No. N-no! I’m Tighnari, I’m a Forest Watcher.”

“You’re the Dendro Archon!”, you revered and clutched one hand into the fabric of his sweater as soon as you saw the Dendro vision dangling on his hip. He tried to loosen your grip on him again in order to not spill the medicine you so desperately needed to take but you held onto him for dear life.

You pulled yourself up and snaked your arms around his neck, your fluffy tail slowly swaying from left to right behind you while you nuzzled your head against his cheek with a soft hum. Your soft ears brushed against his cheek and he could feel the heat that emanated from your body. The poison in your system was causing you to burn up rapidly. If he didn’t hurry up now the protein in your cells would start to coagulate and he couldn’t let that happen.

“I’ve dreamt about you a lot. I’ve always wanted to meet you… and to think you’re so handsome, too.”, you rambled on, making his heart flutter uncontrollably in his chest. “If I make it you have to promise to give me a kiss.” If you were planning to keep going like that it was he who soon needed medical attention instead.

Despite you making his head spin, Tighnari decided to take advantage of your hallucination-induced confusion and used his “role” as the Dendro Archon to make you comply so he could finally make you take the much-needed medicine.

“I’ve come to help you. It is my job as the deity of Sumeru to protect its citizens and I have sensed that you are in grave danger.”, Tighnari vowed. He could feel your grip on his sweater loosen and saw you look deep into his eyes, flattening your ears against your head in awe again. “Will you let me help you?”

You slowly nodded and let him raise the cup with the medicine to your lips. You felt a light burn shoot through your system as soon as the bitterness of the medicine enveloped your tastebuds. You contorted your face due to the unpleasant taste and soon after felt how your eyelids suddenly grew heavy, making you fall into a deep slumber.

Once you had fallen asleep in his arms Tighnari carefully tucked you in and rested your head on the pillow. He softly brushed over your hair and ears before smiling to himself. All you needed now was a good night’s sleep and you’d be as good as new.

As soon as the sun rose over Avidya Forest the next morning, Tighnari went back to the medical hut to check on your condition. He had brewed some tea and prepared some pita pockets for you to eat since he figured you must be hungry. He had thought about making his signature mushroom hodgepodge for you but considering that you had just overcome mushroom poisoning, you probably wouldn’t be eager to eat them again immediately.

When he entered the hut he found you sitting on the bed, leaning against the headboard and eagerly staring at him.

“Good morning! Welcome back from the dead!”, Tighnari greeted you.

“Ehe, good morning.”, you awkwardly chuckled, scratching yourself behind your ears while avoiding his gaze. “Thanks for saving my butt yesterday.”

“That’s what we do here. You somehow managed to consume one of the rarest and most poisonous mushrooms in the entire rainforest.”, he explained.

“Guess that is just my luck, as usual.”

"You're lucky fennec foxes have a high poison resistance."

"We do?"

"We do.", he nodded with a small smile. You were beyond adorable to him.

Tighnari passed you a cup of the herbal tea he brought along with him, as well as one of the pita pockets, which you hungrily devoured like someone who hasn’t had anything to eat in a week.

“Say, what made you eat the mushroom anyway?”

You awkwardly averted your gaze again while you felt the blood rush to your cheeks in embarrassment. You were incredibly ashamed about your absolute incompetence, especially because of the attractive man in front of you, who just happened to be a fox like you, too.

“This is kind of awkward… but I’m from the desert and am about to start as an Amurta scholar at the Akademiya in a couple of months. I wanted to get acquainted with the local botany and… I kind of got lost in the forest and eventually was so starved I started collecting mushrooms.”

You were supposed to become an Amurta scholar and managed to consume the most poisonous mushroom in the entire forest. It was so ironic that Tighnari wasn’t able to hold back his laughter which flustered you even further and made your ears droop. At least the fact that you were from the desert explained why you didn’t understand the local flora and fauna.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to laugh at you.”, he said as he wiped a tear out of the corner of his eyes. “It’s just a bit ironic is all.”

“Yeah… I know. I’m kind of embarrassed about it as well. I can’t make a bigger fool out of myself at this point.”, you awkwardly chuckled.

“Mhhh, I don’t know about that, you thought I was the Dendro Archon yesterday and called me handsome.”, Tighnari casually remarked. “Oh, and then then you made me promise to give you a kiss if you end up making it.”

You spat your tea out in full force following his last sentence. How was he able to recite it so casually when your heart was about to burst out of your chest? Archons, how embarrassing.

“I take that back… apparently I can make an even bigger fool out of myself. Forgive me.”, you retorted, pulling your ears over your eyes with your hands in an attempt to hide behind them. And while it was correct, you did think he was incredibly attractive, you had probably ruined every chance with him after this encounter anyway.

Contrary to your beliefs however, Tighnari thought you were beyond pretty and adorable. Even more so when you were flustered.

“Well, coincidentally this handsome Dendro Archon happens to have graduated from Amurta. So, if you’re willing, I could give you a quick rundown of the local botany.”, he proposed cheekily but not without a blush starting to bloom across his own cheeks as well.

“You would do that for me? That definitely sounds like it could save me from trouble like this again in the future.”, you agreed with an awkward chuckle as your tail began to wag.

“Perfect. You’re free to rest here as long as you like before we start your personal crash course… oh and by the way, the name’s Tighnari, pleased to meet you.”, he introduced himself, stretching his hand out for you to shake; unknowingly making both of your hearts flutter in unison.

“I’m pleased to meet you, too.”

What a curious little fox you were. He couldn’t wait to get to know you better. After all, he still had to fulfill the promise he gave you.

Do not repost, copy, translate or edit - © dustofthedailylife || reblogs, comments, and asks about Genshin or my fics are always greatly appreciated! Maple dividers are mine - do not copy.

#genshin impact #genshin fanfic #genshin x reader #tighnari x reader #tighnari x y/n #tighnari x you #genshin fluff #genshin drabbles #genshin scenarios #genshin headcanons #genshin x female reader #genshin x gn reader #tighnari #genshin crack #genshin x you #genshin fanfiction #🍁 dust writes

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pan-de-queer · 6 months

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20 Questions Game

Tagged by @jadedloverart! for once, i've finished work early and am free to write fic and answer tag games today hahaha thanks for the tag!!

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

31 lmao, feeling a lil fandom old or whatever haha

2. Total AO3 word count

157,459 ??? wild considering i mostly post one-shots hahaha

3. Fandoms you write for

for the past few years it's been supercorp but you can also find bechloe, junksen/embry, some choices (the cyoa game), and les mis sprinkled in my ao3. all wlw too

4. Top 5 fics by kudos -

ruined nights make for perfect first dates (bechloe)

'cause you know all of my secrets (supercorp)

maybe i matter (because i knew you) (bechloe)

love tastes like spring and blood (bechloe)

kept my face to the sun (you drive away my shadows) (supercorp)

most interesting thing for me abt this is that ruined nights is the shortest one out of all five of these??? love that ppl liked it so much tho

5. Do you respond to comments?

as much as possible yeah! which reminds me that i haven't replied to @jadedloverart's comment on my fic. and other comments. i should do that hahaha

6. Fic w/ Angstiest Ending -

i don't end with angst haha i'm angst with a happy ending or bust lmao BUT the closest to angst would probably be love tastes bc the issue isn't solved until the very end

7. Happiest ending? -

all of them 💕 but if i had to choose then probabbbly cause you know

8. Do you get hate on fics?

not that i'm aware of!

9. Do you write smut/what kind?

nope! never been interested in writing it mostly bc my brain sees it as "action with even more emotions" and i have a hard enough time with action as it is lol

10. Do you write crossovers?

used to! and if you count the mcu+comics!marvel crossover i only posted a tidbit of, then yes, i still do

11. Ever had a fic stolen?

again, not that i know of

12. Ever had a fic translated?

yeah! can't remember for what tho but someone very kindly asked and i said ofc!! and then they sent the link but i can't remember where lmao

13. Ever cowritten a fic?

a long long time ago haha, wouldn't be opposed to doing it again though!

14. Favorite ship?

it's been supercorp since the pandemic! but who knows where the winds of my silly lil whims might take me?

15. A wip you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

all of them 💕 lmao jk jk but seriously i have a LOT of wips and i put them all under ONE file so it's like wading through a garbage dump trying to see what i'll do next and that's just for supercorp, i have separate untouched wips for allll my other old fandoms too lmao (some wips i doubt i'll ever finish for sc though are the undercover fake lovers one, the coastal cleanup one even though it SHOULD be easy in theory, the hanahaki au that's lena's version instead of kara's, and the one based off of emily the song by jeremy zucker)

16. Writing strengths?

anything descriptive! i can go in depth about shit forevveeerrrr

17. Writing weaknesses?

dialogue. like i can WRITE it and i can even write it WELL but that dialogue came from the bloodbath of thousands of drafts so

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in a different language?

many thoughts! number one being that if you don't know it, get someone who's above average fluent to help you if you feel like the language is needed in the story! and if the language is fake (like using kryptonian) then make the inclusion of it make sense! other thoughts are for my thinking only 💕 (and my unfortunate friends who have to listen to me lecture)

19. First Fandom you wrote for?

MAYBE ranger's apprentice or percy jackson

20. Favorite fic you've ever written?

i can't pick favorite for my babies but i'm hella proud of all my supercorp fics rn! it had been so long since i joined a new fandom that i felt suuupppeerrr awkward posting at first! but it's been a nice experience shifting fandoms ever since :)))

for the no pressure tags! @nostradamus0 @sssammich @ridiculously-over-obsessed @tiny-maus-boots and anyone else who wants to join!

#tag game #while i do genuinely mean 'and anyone else who wants to join' it ALSO means 'i don't remember y'alls usernames'#and i'm p sure i just flat out forGOT even if in my heart of hearts i know that username hasn't changed in a long while #i just can't REMEMBER

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spookyshipperfics · 1 year

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What Lurks in the Forest

Find it: a03 / Fandom: The X-Files / Rating: Explicit

Tagging @today-in-fic

What is it About? Hikers are missing. Stories of an ancient being are whispered by the locals. Mulder drags Scully to the forest to investigate. Something strange is keeping them from the truth, but it only pushes them closer together.

Read a Sample: “Do I think an ancient being roams these woods? No. No, I don’t, Mulder.”

“Come on, Scully. It would explain the disappearances. Missing person reports date back decades. The four hikers that went missing four months ago were only the most recent.”

“The more probable explanation is they got lost. Someone stepped off the trail to use the bathroom, or maybe they thought they’d save time by taking a shortcut. Food and water would eventually run out, and then it would be four amateur hikers against the elements.”

Mulder had scoffed then. A rebuttal about folklore pertaining to an elk-like beast came next. But that had been hours ago when the sun was still high in the sky, and Ranger Adam’s eyes didn’t bounce around with such uncertainty. Now, Mulder couldn’t help but wonder if Scully’s assessment of the case was an omen.

He didn’t know much about survival, at least not about the type that pitted man against nature. White-collar conference meetings and cigarette-smoking foils presented their own kind of survival challenge, but it wasn’t the same. And his brief time as a Boy Scout wouldn’t cut it in the Appalachians. He and Scully were at Adam’s mercy, the poor sap who had agreed to assist them on this investigation when no one else would.

No sooner had he thought it did Adam come to a sudden halt. Scully, who had her eyes trained on the uneven terrain, almost slammed into him, and Mulder grabbed her shoulders to steady her.

“Everything okay?” he asked Adam.

The ranger shook his head. “Yeah… I’m just not… I don’t understand why they would’ve come this way.”

Mulder surveyed the expansive woods around them. The path they’d been traveling for the last six miles was thin and overgrown. He wasn’t sure why the hikers had gone this way either, but the last-known geological marker of one of the hiker’s phones put them in this general area before it went dead.

“This trail, it’s not even on the map,” Adam continued.

“Let me take a look,” Scully said, and Adam handed her the map.

The space between her eyebrows scrunched. “If I had to guess, it seems like they were trying to take a shortcut. There is a lodge directly north of here.” Her manicured finger traced from the marked trail they abandoned a couple of miles ago to the lodge, then she referenced her compass. “This trail goes north, so theoretically, it should bring us directly to the lodge while shaving off some extra miles.”

“But this trail isn’t on the map?” Mulder confirmed.

The question wrinkled the space between Scully’s eyebrows again. “No, but somebody made this path, so it must go somewhere. The lodge seems like the best bet.”

“But the hikers didn’t make it to the lodge,” Mulder reminded her.

“If we are going to keep going this way,” Adam interrupted. “We will have to start marking the trail.” He pulled off his backpack and removed a roll of blue plasticky ribbon that reminded Mulder of crime scene tape. “Start with that one over there,” Adam said, tossing Mulder the roll and gesturing to a nearby birch. “Rinse and repeat every so often.”

More mindless walking, more trees, and more huffs from Scully as she struggled to keep up with Adam followed. Mulder lagged behind, tying another blue ribbon around a tee. He’d already done a half-dozen others, maybe more. Wrap, knot, pull. It was a rudimentary task, but one that could mean life or death. He reminded himself of this as he gave the ribbon a final tug, ensuring it was secure.

Scully and Adam trekked ahead, but a snapping branch from behind caught his attention. Mulder wheeled around and scanned the treeline. A face peered back at him about fifteen feet away, but not just any face; it was one of the missing hikers, Luke. Mulder had poured over the case file countless times. Luke’s hair color, eye color, and defining features were etched into his memory. It was him. Mulder was sure of it.

Another snap came from his left. Mulder’s head pivoted only to find a squirrel darting up a tree trunk. When he turned back, Luke was gone.

Mulder dashed forward to where the missing hiker had been lurking. The cry that burst from his chest sounded shockingly loud in the quiet forest. “Luke!”

With no response, Mulder pushed into the trees. “Luke! Can you hear me? I’m with the FBI. I’m here to help you.”

The crunch of dead leaves signaled Scully’s approach. Her little hand latched onto his shoulder, urging him to face her. Wide eyes peered back at him. “Mulder, what’s going on?”

“I saw Luke. One of the missing hikers,” he said, whipping around to continue his search. “He was standing right here.”

“What was he doing?”

“I told you,” he practically snapped. “He was just standing there.”

“It just doesn’t make any sense, Mulder. It’s been almost four months since the hikers went missing. I mean, it possible he could have survived, but—”

“I know what I saw, Scully. Luke!” he yelled again, cupping his hands around his mouth.

He edged further into the foliage. Scully joined him, veering off slightly to cover more ground. The forest suddenly felt even more massive, and his hope of finding Luke dwindled with each passing second.

“Agent Mulder. Agent Scully,” Adam called. “Don’t get too far from the trail.”

Adam’s warning jolted Mulder to reality. They’d wandered a decent way from the ranger, his recklessness putting them on a dangerous course once again. He caught Scully’s gaze only to find concern behind her eyes. He hated when she looked at him like that—mostly because it was always justified. He tugged on her arm and guided her back to Adam.

As soon as they stepped back onto the trail, Mulder felt a lump of explanation rising in his throat. “I saw Luke. I saw one of the missing hikers.”

Adam nodded, his lips flattening into a thin line of seriousness. It was a nice juxtaposition to Scully’s face that displayed a mixture of annoyance and that same concern he’d gotten wind of in the woods. “We should make camp then,” Adam said. “If Luke is out there somewhere, we shouldn’t stray too far. It’s getting dark anyway.”

Mulder’s aching legs made Adam’s plan even more appealing. As he shrugged his backpack off his shoulders, Mulder noticed Scully staring into the trees again. When she turned around, he realized that maybe he’d been mistaken. Scully wasn’t concerned about him—she was concerned about something in the forest.

Read the Rest: a03

#the x files fanfic #x files fanfic #msr #msr fanfic #case fic

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t-u-i-t-c · 1 year

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thought i should organize what certain personalized tags mean on here:

if a character has a tag it usually means:

i really like them as a character and want to keep track of their content

if it's sentai i'm watching as it's airing post-donbrothers, each member gets their own tag and team tags by default

they are blue members of sentai/power rangers and get a special tag by default

they are part of a group that i want to keep track of (ex. 9 swordsmen from kr saber have tags and a group tag)

toku:

💙💙💙- blue sentai members/rangers (separate post)

💞him💞- favorite guys in toku (in process of changing tags)

💕her💕- favorite ladies in toku (tags will be changing soon)

kamen rider:

terui is top tier- terui from kr w

🍃🔍- shotaro from kr w

🍈- takatora from kr gaim

💫📷💫- gou from kr drive

❤️🌹❤️- heart from kr drive

💚👑💚- alain from kr ghost

🔫- taiga from kr ex aid

🖤💜🤍- dan kuroto from kr ex aid

🐉🐉🐉- banjo from kr build

💙🐇❤️- sento from kr build

✨👑✨- sougo from kr zi-o

🐺- fuwa from kr 01

🔥🗡️🔥- touma from kr saber

⚡🗡️⚡- kento from kr saber

🌊🗡️🌊- rintaro from kr saber

🪨🗡️🪨- ryo from kr saber

🎶🗡️🎶- daishinji from kr saber

🍃🗡️🍃- ren from kr saber

🌩️🗡️🌩️- reika from kr saber

⏳🗡️⏳- ryoga from kr saber

✨🗡️✨- yuri from kr saber

⚔️🗡️⚔️- 9 swordsmen from kr saber

🗝️🥀- storious from kr saber

🩷🩵💜- ikki from kr revice

🌼- hiromi from kr revice

🪽- daiji from kr revice

🪲- george from kr revice

🎥- genta from kr revice

🦑- orteca from kr revice

🥀🐝- hana from kr revice

🦊- ace from kr geats

🐃- michinaga from kr geats

super sentai:

🔴⚡- sasuke from kakuranger

��- minoru from carranger

🏍️- yuusaku from megaranger

🌸🪽🌸- eri from goseiger

🔱- gai from gokaiger

💾- enter from go busters

🦖👑🦖- daigo from kyoryuger

🦅🦅🦅- yamato from zyuohger

🎣- misao from zyuohger

🍀❤️🍀- lucky from kyuranger

🧡🦂🧡- stinger from kyuranger

✨🛡️🗡️- otori from kyuranger

♥️♥️♥️- koh from ryusoulger

🌊🌹🌊- canalo from ryusoulger

🖤💜🖤- stacy from zenkaiger

🖤🖤🖤- inuzuka from donbrothers

💫🕶️💫- fumiya from fiveman

🩶⚔️🩶- racules from king-ohger

🕸️🤍🕸️- jeramie from king-ohger

💜🦋💜- rita from king-ohger

✨💛✨- hymeno from king-ohger

🗡️👑🗡️- gira from king-ohger

💿💿💿- yanma from king-ohger

🐝🖤🐝- kaguragi from king-ohger

👑❤️🖤💛💙💜👑- 5 kings (w/o jeramie)

👑❤️🖤💛💙💜🤍👑- all 6 kings (including jeramie)

🏎️- taiya from boonboomger

🖥️- ishiro from boonboomger

🚲- mira from boonboomger

🏁- jou from boonboomger

🍭- genba from boonboomger

⛽❤️💙🩷🖤🧡⛽- 5 boonboomgers

ultraman:

🌙- jugglus juggler from ultraman orb

music:

💞💞💞- bias looks i really like (musicians)

💕💕💕- non-bias looks i really like (musicians)

💗💗💗- soloist looks i really like (musicians)

bias tags:

💖🧸💖- beomgyu's special tag (txt)

💖🎸💖- kanghyun's special tag (onewe)

💖📻💖- wonsang's special tag (lucy)

he- - hoseok's special tag (bts)

him>>> - hongjoong's special tag (ateez)

other tags:

wholesome - videos that are nice to watch/fun for a rainy day

☂️ - umbrellas/parasols

#banjo and terui have their own tags due to divine intervention or something idk #special tags are just things i like to look at for a specific bias #like a concept or makeup or outfit but may not fit under 💞💞💞#umbrella.thoughts #umbrella.posts #edit: i gave yamato a special tag bc i love him too much #umbrella.reflection

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i-spaced-sorry · 1 year

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Running Towards Something

I have this headcanon (that @gregorygerwitz helped me flesh out! ) So the headcanon is that Jay fell into the wrong crowd growing up and maybe was picked up a few times before an Army Recruiter spoke to his class in high school and changed the trajectory of his life.

From that: This one shot was born! Hope you enjoy.... I put it under the cut! It does touch vaguely on his mom’s Cancer and has tiny other headcanons included like: I think Will didn’t really party or hang with the wrong crowd til college when he was out of Canaryville. I think the dad worked in construction. I think the mom had cancer when Jay was a kid, but maybe it was more agressive when he was an adult.

To Jay, growing up on the South Side of Chicago meant that you either stuck your head in a book or were an athlete and got out when you turned 18 and never looked back; or you fell into the wrong crowd and felt stuck in the cycle forever. Jay knew from day one which route his older brother, Will, had taken. But what he hadn’t realized - until it was too late, was he took route two.

At first it started with petty crimes, like shoplifting a candy bar from the 7/11 down the street. Then it was pickpocketing the poor sucker on the ‘L’ who kept their wallet in their back pocket exposed. Somewhere between the time his dad took on more hours at his construction job and his mom making frequent trips to the hospital, he began pocketing more “big ticket” items, like the time he and his “friends” decided to steal from 5 different high end stores on Michigan Avenue during the Festival of Lights Parade. Sometime around this time, the police started picking him up and returning him to his home in Canaryville. He can still remember the disappointment etched on his mother’s face when the police showed up for the 5th time that week and claimed the next time he would spend the weekend in Juvie.

It didn’t click that maybe just maybe he was on the wrong path, until one day an Army recruiter came and spoke to the junior class about a career in the Army. They claimed that most kids from the South Side are running from something and they should try running towards something for a change. They talked about how the Army can provide underprivileged kids with the means to go to college. The words that clicked for Jay were ‘run towards something’. Jay didn’t see college as a viable option for himself, since he had spent his days, since middle school, reeking havoc on the streets. Will was much better suited for the lifestyle of college anyway.

When Jay’s 3 year enlistment contract came up, he had fallen in love with the job! He had found friends who had accepted him and his flaws. He really did feel like he had a sense of purpose - he had climbed his way up to an elite Ranger! - and he felt like he was making a difference in the world around him. So it was no surprise when he re-enlisted for an additional 3 years.

When tragedy struck and he and Mouse were the only survivors from their IED Humvee accident, he was forced to come home on a medical discharge. He felt lost. He found himself back on his childhood home couch - they had converted his bedroom into a healing space for his mom, who was going through round 2 of the big C and was unfortunately terminal this time around. - He found himself turning to drugs, alcohol, and sex to help fill the void in his heart.

As much as he enjoyed his little bender, what he was truly missing was on the tip of his tongue, he just refused to let it out. Until one day he was on an ‘L’ platform in the city, when he saw a sign advertising the Chicago Police Force. Their tag line was ‘have a purpose and make a difference in your community.’ Reading those 2 lines, is what made it click for him! The next day - after he was sober for more than 24 hours - he walked into the 21st district and applied for the Academy.

He had been a detective for over 10 years! In the most elite unit. He had slowly been losing the purpose that gave him a drive everyday to come to work and go home to his wife. He felt himself slipping and losing a sense of who he was. So it was no surprise when a case revolving around an ex Military Veteran, he would get attached. He learned that there was a spot open for someone to lead a team of enlistees. The last time he felt a genuine sense of ‘purpose’ was when he was in the Army. So it was a no brainer when he signed up and shipped out to find who he once was.

On the plane ride there, he thought back through his life and realized that the Army recruiter had saved him that day. He propelled his whole life in a new trajectory with the few simple words ‘run towards something not away from something’

#jay halstead imagine #jay halstead headcanon #jay halstead #chicago pd #don't read if you didn't like Jay's exit #chicago pd imagine

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By Your Side (Dieter Bravo x Reader)

By Your Side

Dieter Bravo x Personal Assistant Reader

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Author's Note: Yay finally updated..like a month later oops.

Chapter 2

The Ranger Rover drives up to the security gate at NewburyPort Studios. Benny drives through onto the property, stopping at the office buildings.

Dieter was still sleeping. His body leaned against the door, his mouth hung open as he snored up a storm.

You couldn’t help but giggle at the sight of him.

“Di, come on we’re here.” You unbuckle your seatbelt and Benny pulls up in the very front. You grabbed your bag that sat at your feet.

“5 more minutes” he mumbled as he shifted his body in his seat.

Benny had hopped out of the car and opened your door for you.

“Thanks, Benny,” you say as you step out.

“Could you come back around noon? Think we should be done by then.”

“Noon got it. I’ll see you both later!”'' he nodded.

He closed your door for you and headed back into the car.

You walk around the back of the car, to get to Dieter’s side. You opened his door, which startled him awake.

“Come on sleeping beauty we’re here”

He unbuckles his seatbelt and gets out of the car. Stretching his body, he picks up his tumbler cup from the door’s cup holder before shutting it closed.

You and Dieter walked into the building, greeted by the doorman and the woman working at the front desk. You headed towards the elevators. The elevators open up, and the two of you enter inside. You push the button to the 7th floor, where the read-though was being held.

“How long are we gonna be here?” He says as the elevator doors slide shut. The two of you stare at each other reflecting on the door.

“We’re gonna be here till noon, then we’re out of here you”

He huffs, “Alright I’ll hold you to that. If we’re not done EXACTLY at noon, I’m dipping.”

The elevator dings, indicating you have reached level 7. The doors slide open, you walk out leading the way, while Dieter follows close behind.

As you travel around the hallway, you hear a commotion of people as you approach the designated conference room for the read-through.

The two of you walk into the room. There’s a long rectangular table in the middle of the room. Name tags and scripts were displayed at each seat around the table. Around the wall of the room were chairs for the people that weren’t directly needed at the table. That’s where you normally sat in read-throughs.

“Ah, if it isn’t our leading man everyone, Dieter Bravo!” Fletcher Wood, the director cheerfully announces. Everyone’s attention goes to Dieter, giving him a round of applause.

You slowly move, getting out of the way.

“Dieter! How are you?” Fletcher asks, holding his hand out for him to take.

“Hey, Fletcher. I’m okay. Thanks” Dieter shakes his hand.

Fletcher notices you standing off to the side, behind Dieter. He says your name, “ It’s Great to see you!”

“Hi, Mr. Wood.” You smile.

“We’ll be starting here shortly. You can take one of the extra chairs.”

You nodded at him.

“Dieter, there are some people I want to introduce you to!” Fletcher says as he starts to move further into the room.

“Do you need anything?” you ask Dieter, as you take his tumbler cup from his hand.

“Kill me now” he whispers to you.

“You’ll be fine…” You chuckle. “Be nice please”

“I won’t make any promises” he sighs before he leaves you to follow Fletcher to a group of people.

You made your way over to the large table in the center of the room, looking for Dieter’s name tag. Once you found his name, you sat in the chair along the wall that was directly behind his seat.

You checked in your emails and went on social media for a bit.

Not that much after, Dieter made his way over to you. He sat in his chair. He spun his swivel office chair to face you.

“Come sit by me,” he says spinning around the chair next to him

You look up from your phone.

“No,” you say flatly

“And why not?” he crunches his face, giving you a grumpy look.

“You’re annoying” you give a smile.

“Pff, that excuse is getting old. You need to come up with something better” He slouches in the chair, folding his arms across his chest.

“How about, we’re in a professional setting. You’re working, I’m working. We need to be professionals.”

“You’re not working. You’re literally on your phone!” he scoffs

“Yeah, well I’m required to be on my phone because it involves you”

“Can you just sit?” He says pushing the chair next to him slightly towards you.

“I’m already sitting. I’m fine where I’m at. Beside close enough to you”

“Please?” he says softly, in a sincere tone.

You look up at him. He was giving you a soft expression on his face. “Fine…” you huffed.

A cheeky smile creeps on his face, knowing he won you over and he got his way.

You get out of the chair and stuff your phone in your bag that sat on the floor. You take a few steps and then sit down next to Dieter. You both spin your chairs around, facing the table.

He gives you a smug look as he swivels the chair from side to side.

“I swear sometimes I can make you fold like a house of cards, easily…” he chuckles

“Only because you’re my boss. I gotta do what you say right?” you say as you place your hands in your lap.

“No. It’s not that. You go against me all the time, doing the opposite of what I want or ask, but sometimes you let me have my way.”

“What are you getting at?” you furrow your eyebrows at him.

He stays silent for a moment. “It’s just an observation…”

“Since when do you pay attention to anything other than yourself?”

“I can be aware of things”

You scoff. “No, you aren’t! You literally ran into a glass door the other day. Yeah, and you talk about being “aware of things”. You roll your eyes.

“I am aware of things…more than you think”

“Whatever you say, Dieter” you shake your head laughing.

“I’ll prove it to you”

“Okay like what?”

“Well for starters, you-”

“Oh my gosh! I’m so sorry I’m late!”

A tall, olive skin brunette came strutting into the conference room. Her long hair was styled old Hollywood glam. She wore a black satin slip dress that hugged her frame, paired with heels and dainty gold jewelry. Her eyes were smokey and her lips were colored a bold red.

It was Genevieve Le Blanc. Hollywood’s it, girl. She’s best known for her successful modeling and acting career. The film she’s best known for is The Detrimental trilogy, where she played a deadly assassin.

Dieter is a huge fan of The Detrimental trilogy. You’ve watched it with him on more than one occasion. Genevive Le Blanc was also his celebrity crush.

Dieter’s demeanor changes. He quickly sits up straight.

“Oh fuck, is that Genevieve Le Blanc?” Dieter slides his sunglasses down the bridge of his nose slightly, his mouth gaped open. His eyes widened as he stared at her as she strutted around the room.

You couldn’t help but stare at her either. It's like she stepped off the runway or on the cover of Vogue magazine. She was absolutely stunning.

She was hugging Fletcher, shaking hands with executive producers, and other people working on the production.

“Yeah. Dieter, she’s the female lead…” you whisper

“Since when?! What happened to Margo?” He quickly turned to face you.

“Margo Knight pulled out. Something about scheduling conflicts with other projects she’s a part of”

Geveineve glances in the direction of you and Dieter from across the room. Her eyes light up, smiling brightly and giving a wave. She excuses herself from the people she was talking to and starts making her way toward the two of you.

“Shit, she’s headed this way” he ripped his sunglasses off his face, setting them down on the table. He ran his hands over his body trying to get the wrinkles out of his shirt. He quickly ran his fingers through his hair. He held his hand to his mouth, to see if his breath smelled bad.

“How do I look?! Do I look okay?!” He gives you a panicked look.

“Oh, now you care about your appearance?” You raised an eyebrow.

“Quit fucking with me, I’m dead serious right now!”

“Well… you look hungover…”

“Gah- Why didn’t you tell me Genevieve Le Blanc was going to be in this movie?!” He yells, loud enough for only you to hear.

“I thought you knew they replaced Margo! I forwarded you all the emails; the important ones with information and details the studio sends about the movie.

“You know I don’t read those until the last minute!” He whines.

“Dieter Bravo!” She flashes her perfectly straight white teeth at him. You swear you saw them twinkle.

He quickly stands up from his seat. You do the same. Dieter is rendered speechless. He just stares at her in a daze. You’ve never seen him like this. Dieter Bravo doesn’t get Starstruck ever. Usually, it’s the other way around. People got Starstruck by him.

You elbow his side, hoping it would get him to snap out of the trance he was in.

“Genevieve, Hi” he displays a giddy smile.

You watched him as he stared at her. Slight jealousy and pain pull at your heart. God the way he was looking at her. You wished he’d look at you like that. He looked at Genevieve like she hung the stars and moon in the night sky like she was the most beautiful thing to ever walk the earth.

“Is it okay to hug you? I’m a hugger!” She asks him.

“Y-yes, of course,” He stutters out.

She embraces him in a hug.

“It’s great to meet you! I’m such a huge fan! When I was asked if I wanted to do this role, I took it in a heartbeat once I heard you were the leading man! Congrats on your Oscar win for Hunger Strike, by the way. That was well deserved! God, your acting in that was amazing! It brought me to tears!”

He was flushed red, blushing hard “T-thank you so much! That means a lot coming from you. I’m a huge fan of yours myself” he gushes.

“Thank you!” She notices you standing beside Dieter.

“Oh my god, how rude of me, Hi, I’m Genevieve!” She says pulling you in for a hug.

Introduce yourself to her. “I’m Dieter’s assistant,” you say pulling away.

“It’s nice to meet you!”

“Alright! If everyone can take their seats, we’re going to get started with our read-through of In The Name of Love!” Fletcher Wood announces.

“Looks like I’m sitting next to you!” Genevieve smiles at Dieter.

He looks down at the name tag, “Genevieve Le Blanc” scribbled in big letters.

“See you really aren't aware are you?” you whisper to him.

“Shut up” he says through his teeth, which causes you to giggle as you sit back down at your original chair.

MT: @icanbeyourjedi @sara-alonso @greeneyedblondie44 @hb8301 @alberta-sunrise @spacenerdpascal @ryleyrooroo @reader-s-cantina @nikkixostan @mindidjarin @tintinn16 @harriedandharassed

#the bubble #dieter bravo #dieter bravo x reader #pedro pascal #pedro

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the-videodame · 2 years

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I know painfully little about your ocs and this must change 😩 you should introduce 3 of your ocs in as much or as little detail as you like. For personal scientific study

OOHOOHGOGH BOY god, i have so many that i love but alas i must only pick the current Big Three™

bless u friend for making my entire month by asking this 🥺💕

OCs I'll ramble about: Signe (TES: Skyrim), Parker (Danganronpa), and Adelynn (My Hero Academia)

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🐲❄ Signe Snow-Strider ❄🐲

Fandom: The Elder Scrolls (Specifically V: Skyrim)

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Signe, my dearest and longest-sustained oc.... how I love her SO much

My beloved Dragonborn.... I've had her for going on 8 or 9 years now?? She's goofy, brash, has total himbo energy, and yet is so totally tragic and symbolic and it's GREAT. I actually have a 12 page document of her backstory and I'm not even half way done through the game's story LMAO

I could ramble about her backstory and characterization for DAYS, but instead I'll just link you to her tag on my TES blog SDFAFGF

[A face claim that works perfectly for her is Lagertha from Vikings!]

art by: @ thana-topsy

Some original shots of her:

And some shots from Elder Scrolls Online, with more accurate armor to what I imagine her in:

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🌲🐕 Parker Rosenberg 🐕🌲

Fandom: Danganronpa

Oh Parker, one of my newer babies whom I project so much on it's insane. She's basically the 'helping' role in my own Fanganronpa story, Trailblazers! She and like, 14 other students. Yea I've fleshed this out quite a bit LMAO

She's the Ultimate Ranger, with her service/SAR dog Rosie! Gained recognition for her talent after leading a project to replant an entire forest after the Tragedy struck, which now in her college years, serves as the place for the next Killing Game. With the help of the Ultimate Jack-Of-All-Trades, Rowan, Parker does what she can to ensure her fellow classmates make it out of the botched winterim semester out on the field. Unfortunately, her restoration efforts go up in flames as rampant wildfires spread through the forest she spent years caring for, as a motive by Monokuma to the students to hurry up and kill.

Student profile:

Name: Parker Rosenberg Aliases & Titles: - "Parks"

- "Ranger"

- "The Arsonist" (despair arc)

- "Warden of the Woods" (title given by Gundham) Talent: - Ultimate Ranger

- Ultimate Park Ranger

- Ultimate SAR Team (w/ Rosie)

- Super High-School Level

Ranger (formerly)

- Super College Level Ranger

(currently) Gender: Female Height: 5'4 (165 cm) Weight: 148 lbs Birth date: Sept 23rd Chest size: 32 in Blood type: AB Nationality: Norwegian/American Likes: Wildlife Dislikes: Loud & sudden noises

I really need to work on a solid appearance for her, but heres the jist of it!

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🦇🌙 Adelynn Knight 🌙🦇

Fandom: My Hero Academia

[Toyhouse profile]

[OC Tag]

Addie, another tragic baby of mine, yet is also one of the baddest bitches I've ever made. Leader of her own villain group AND practically owns a sick night club.

A villain by societal standards, Adelynn was dealt a pretty shitty deck in life. After a head injury in her younger years, her Quirk Dreamstride was mutated into Parasomnia (i previously called it Mahr), allowing her to inflict horrifying hallucinations and invoke various levels of fear and paranoia on others through eye contact. The intensity of these hallucinations scale with the amount of sleep she has: the less sleep, the more intense the visions. This also causes her brain to process anxiety almost constantly in small amounts, making it extremely hard to fall asleep. Because of her insomnia, she too experiences terrifying visions and other sensory hallucinations.

After a Quirk related incident caused by a recreational drug laced with Trigger, Adelynn endured over a year of psychiatric "treatment" and a horrendous "behavior management" camp. Demanding the country provide proper treatment for a Quirk she never asked for, instead of being treated like a high-risk criminal and stripped of her basic rights, Adelynn ends up gathering a group of other "villains" that were treated poorly by the system and sets out to prove that "malicious" Quirks don't make malicious people.

- Alias: Night Terror - Name: Adelynn Knight - Quirk: Parasomnia (currently), Dreamstride (previously) - Quirk type: Emitter; Transformation (when on trigger); Sub-type: Accumulation - Affiliations: Carpe Noctem; Meta Liberation Army (currently distant); Paranormal Liberation Front (eventually) - Combat style: Long distance; psychological; melee

Here's a giant-ass post with an overview of my BNHA ocs and the overall story I have for them!!

And an older concept doodle, along with another oc who is second in command in her group:

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AA THANK U AGAIN FOR ASKING BRO!!! i'd kill and die for you a thousand times over

#dame rambles #my ocs #oc signe #oc parker #oc adelynn #oc night terror

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enter-the-new-multiverse · 1 year

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I posted 141 times in 2022

31 posts created (22%)

110 posts reblogged (78%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@ask-a-meister

@the-i-d-f-l-hq

@enter-the-new-multiverse

@multi-muse-transect

@bridgyrose

I tagged 21 of my posts in 2022

#personality origin - 6 posts

#plush - 3 posts

#alpha - 2 posts

#imagi - 2 posts

#personalities - 2 posts

#open rp - 1 post

#thanksgiving - 1 post

#story - 1 post

#origins - 1 post

#power rangers - 1 post

Longest Tag: 27 characters

#for a upcoming personality.

My Top Posts in 2022:

Remnant

A young one was badly injured as she felt herself dying, in her imagination world her mind was racing.

“What am I going to do��I don’t want to die…I need to do something…”, was some of many of words racing in her mind as she tried to think until a voice was heard.

“So you want to live?”, a male voice was heard that stop the young one’s thoughts

“W-who are you?”, the young one asked in confusion

“Who I am doesn’t matter, but do you want to live.”

“…Yes yes I do…”

“Then I need something from you.”

She wondered what he wanted, she felt something being pulled out of her… a piece of her soul as it was mixing with molten metal as it changed into something glowing…

“What is it?”

“Proto-Remnant, something that will save you. You just need to inject yourself, I suggest your thigh. You might want to hurry, your world is falling apart.”

The man filled a syringe up and gave it to her as she saw her imagination world crumbling, her eyes widened, she quickly jabbed the syringe into her thigh and injected it in.

In the real world…

The young one was just laying there as other personalities trying to revive her as suddenly she took a deep breath as her eyes snapped open as the whites of her eyes turned Black as her pupils turned white, her heart kickstarted as she coughed as she panted as she looked at her sisters, “O-oh, Hey…”

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Rip Jason David Frank…

May the power protect you…

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https://youtu.be/rHWdHHdRvK0

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I definitely think Addy’s voice claim would be Princess Daisy.

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R.I.P Kevin Conroy

You were THE Batman…

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My #1 post of 2022

Cryptic imagination (Closed rp with @multi-muse-transect )

In the sky, everything seems as normal as the sky should be until a spot was distorting a bit as a portal suddenly opened in the air, screaming was heard coming out of the portal as someone fell out… A girl?…

“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!”, the girl screamed as she was falling as she was understandably unaware of an orange airship underneath her, she fell past in front of the cockpit window still screaming.

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#tumblr2022 #year in review #my 2022 tumblr year in review #your tumblr year in review #Youtube

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Wasteland remastered test

Wasteland remastered test full#

Wasteland remastered test free#

If you don't take here, you cannot get it anywhere else. * Combat shooting is only available at character creation. Also you will probably need to level up a couple of times before you can get all of the specialized skills: These are listed in the order that I think is the most important. Specialized skills (only 1 ranger needs to take the skill but you should try to have 1 ranger that has it). It's hard to get, but it is possible to get an 18 in INT and a 10+ in all other stats. Re-roll over and over until you have an 18 in INT. Then make a real 4th ranger (or make another junk rank to get an extra 9mm just in case first).ġ. If it does, trade it off to your 3rd ranger, and then delete the junk ranger. If you get 3 new rangers in a row that start with 45s, you could make a junk 4th ranger (after deleting Snake Vargas), and see if it has a 9mm. Trade all of Snake Vargas's gear to your 3rd ranger. After making your first new ranger, open that ranger's UI, and hit 'P' to transfer all the cash to that ranger.Īfter making 2 new rangers, trade off "Angela Death's" gear to them (if you haven't already done so). If it has a 45, trade the 9mm and ammo from Angela Death or Snake Vargas. After making a ranger, see if it is has a 9mm or 45 pistol. These are the 2 that have 45 pistols, so they should have no gear on them when you return to the Ranger HQ. Once back at the Ranger HQ, delete ranger #1 (Hell Razor) and ranger #3 (Thrasher). Hit the 'P' key to 'pool' all the cash on this ranger. Next, open the 4th party member's UI (by hitting the #4). Important: Keep the 9mm weapons and ammo. In here, sell off the Knife of each party member, and the 2 members that have 45s sell off their weapon and ammo. In the very bottom left of Quartz, the first building on left is a shop. Next, head over to the bottom left square of Quartz (it's a little town to the northwest, along the river ). This shop only buys non-combat gear, but will pay more for it then a combat gear shop. Go in there, and on each of the starting rangers, sell off everything the shop will buy off them. There's a shop inside one of the buildings about halfway down the map.

Wasteland remastered test free#

Tip #1: Free starting money and gear (part 1):įirst thing to do when starting the game is it to immediately leave the Ranger HQ and go to Highpool (it's a tiny town immediately west of the HQ). This is the only warning, and I won't be using the spoiler tag (except twice in specific tips below). Warning: this may include content they may be considered 'spoilers'. I will try to edit this as I confirm more and more of them. These tips & tricks are based on that and may or may not be true anymore. Quality of life improvements that make the post-apocalypse a little friendlier.I heavily played the original way back when growing up.Survive the apocalypse from the comfort of your couch with game controller support.Old bugs that have been around since Reagan was president have been fixed.An expanded musical score from the "Wasteland 1 - The Original Classic" release.

Wasteland remastered test full#

The original game’s physical storybook is available in-game, fully illustrated and with full voice over.

Wasteland Remastered retains the spirit of the original game while updating visuals and audio.

Choose wisely, your life and the lives of those you’re sworn to protect depend on it. Recruit help and follow leads-the choices you make will shape the world around you. Now something more secretive and sinister is menacing humanity, and it's your job to investigate. You are a Desert Ranger, a band of stalwart lawmen who are the only hope left in what was once the American southwest, and good people’s last defense against hunger, sickness, ravaging raiders, and mutants. The year is 2087, nearly a century after an all-out nuclear war turned vast swaths of the Earth into a radioactive hellscape. Play one of history’s defining RPGs with completely overhauled graphics, sound, and expanded musical score. Originally released in 1988, Wasteland brought the post-apocalypse to video games and inspired a genre.

#Wasteland remastered test

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la-corona-sopra-il-mare · 3 years

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#mypost #not okay to reblog #im writing this in the tags bc i dont want to start anything. bls.#i am making my mc into a dnd character for.....reasons. and solely based off the d&d&beyond descriptions i would class them as a sorcerer #multiclassing: d as a paladin!main & ranger//r as a wizard!main & cleric//a as a monk!main & cleric//x as a rogue!main & sorcerer #i would not multiclass mc but for shits and giggles: sorcerer!main and barbarian lmao #mc goes 'hulk smash' with power during a dramatical reveal moment #i still havent been able to play the last two chapters but i know in my heart im right about this #they're all human ovvio. itd be fun to pick other stuff based on their trains and symbolism but i think they should stay human #but for funsies: r as a half-elf//x as a sexy tiefling//a & mc as kalashtar//d as an aasimar #i thot kalashtar would have the sexy haunted by the ghosts of the past and present vibe #and i am correct.#i also think its hilarious that x is a tiefling and d is an aasimar bc those are like diametrically opposed and i ship it #i actually have an aasimar sorcerer oc thats in love w a tiefling wizard and they make me so happy #rn theyre retired in a sapphic cottagecore bakery daydream bc the tiefling player and i needed a break from playing #anyway. the end. *[dabs]*#if y'all discuss this in the discord at least lmk. i dont wish to be in the dark.#if you dont discuss it. even better! i cannot even witness human interaction rn or i will be overwhelmed in a not great way.

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youngbeezer · 3 years

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You should do sharing a milkshake with Kevin Hayes!!!

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Prompt-- 8. Sharing a milkshake (w Kevin Hayes)

A/N: Here's another blurb from the 14 oddly romantic things blurb set. Ok, so I'm sorry this kind of took forever to finish (I was having major writing block). I also don't think this turned out that good but..

Thanks for requesting, hope you like it

Word Count: 1459 (also turned out way longer than I imagined)

Warning(s): none i dont think ?

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The final buzzer echoed throughout the half full arena, signalling the end of the 2020-2021 Flyers season. I wait a few minutes up in the press box, surrounded by all the other family members and WAGS. We all watch the players give their final appreciations to the loyal fans in the stadium and make their way through the tunnel.

I let out a little sigh when I saw everyone else in the room start making their way out the door and to the locker room. I take one more final moment to take in all my surroundings before we all leave this place for a good few months. I watch the few remaining fans weave their way through the seats, the zambonis making their way onto the ice, and the janitors getting a head start on cleaning.

“Hey a/n, you coming?” Ryanne, one of my closest friends and the captain's wife, asks.

“Yeah, yeah. Sorry.” I sheepishly rush out as I rise from my seat to meet her at the doorway. She gives me a knowing smile before leading the way down to the locker room.

When we finally make it down there, a few of the guys have already started making their way out. Claude is one of them, and as he comes over he gives me a half smile trying to put on a brave face. I give him a quick hug and assure him,

“Great season cap.”

“Thanks y/n.” He gives me a genuine smile at that and another pat on the back before making his way over to his family.

I wait patiently for my boy to make his way out, and occasionally give a few of the other guys hugs and reassurances. Finally, I see Kevin walk through the locker room door trailing behind Nolan Patrick, who both make their way over once they spot me in the crowd. Nolan makes his way over to me first and says a quiet “hey” before going in for a much needed hug.

I don’t say much except for the standard, “I’m proud of you”, “you played great,” and give him a few back rubs. But once I see my boyfriend finally make his way over here, I give Nolan one last smile before wrapping my arms around Kevin’s neck and pulling him as close to me as possible. He immediately buries his head into the crook of my neck, where I notice a few wet spots hit my skin. I bring my hand up to tangle in his hair and soothe sweet nothings into his ear to try and calm him down.

“I love you so much Kev. No matter what happens or how the season ended, I am always going to be so incredibly proud of you.” I reassured softly, giving his shoulder a few sporadic kisses.

He eventually pulls away clearing his throat and gives me a gentle smile. He brings me in for a sweet kiss that tells me all I need to know. That he appreciates me and my words, and that he’s going to be okay.

“Hayesy, you two coming out with us?” Scott questions us, giving me a quick smile before bringing his attention back to my boyfriend.

“Nah we’re gonna have to pass on this one, sorry.” He answers, giving me a knowing look.

“No problem. See you soon bud. Bye y/n.” Scott gives Kevin a little pat on the back and me a quick hug and then makes his way out of the arena with his girlfriend and the rest of the group who are going out.

Now Kevin and I have always had a tradition that we started back when he was still playing with the Rangers. After a particularly tough game for Kev, he didn’t want to go out with the team, but he also didn’t want to go back home and sulk. So, on our way home from the game, we ended up coming across this diner. We went in, got some food, talked for hours, and we shared a milkshake. We always share a milkshake. Even though it is not technically on Kevin’s diet plan for hockey, it is a comfort food (and if we’re being honest, I drink more than half of it most of the time anyway) but it always seems to do the trick of making the night a little bit better. Now after games, Kevin just needs to give me one simple look, and I know right away that it’s a diner night.

I grab ahold of Kevin’s hand and wait for him to grab his hockey bag before trekking through the Wells Fargo Center and out to the parking lot. We got lucky that when we moved to Philly, we straight away found a cute little diner like 10 minutes from the stadium. So as soon as Kev’s bags are in the trunk and we are both situated in our seats, I start the engine and make my way towards one of our favorite spots.

Luckily when we arrive, there are barely any other customers so we get seated right away. Our waiter, Sally, waltz’s right over to us with her ever present grin.

“Hey you two. It’s good to see you again!” She greets us. Sally was our waiter the first time that we came here and right away warmed our hearts with her happy go lucky personality and charming presence. And every time we came here again, she always walked straight over to our table to greet us and get our usual order. She has been a huge part of making this place such a great escape.

Kevin’s face brightens up with Sally’s presence and he replies back, “It’s good to see you too Sally. How are the kids?”

“Oh they’re great hun. Thanks for asking.” She beams. “Can I get you guys your usual?”

“Yes please.” I smiled at her. Sally nods back and makes her way into the kitchen to place our order.

I bring my attention back to my boyfriend to find him already with his eyes on me. He intertwined our hands together, and even brought one of them up to his lips to give a little kiss.

“Thank you for being here with me.” He confided.

“Of course Kev. I meant what I said earlier. I am so so proud of you and of everything that you accomplished this season.” I declared back.

Before he could say anything else, Sally arrived back at our table with our order.

“Here you are darlin’s. A chocolate milkshake. With two straws.” She gave me a quick wink before retreating behind the diner counter.

“You know you’re seasons technically over… so we could have both gotten our own milkshakes. I wouldn’t have told anyone.” I tease a little.

Kevin scoffs a little before retorting back, “You’re only saying that because you just want an entire milkshake to yourself.”

I let out a giggle and gave him a shrug before taking the first sip of the chocolate heaven.

“I’m just kidding Kev. I wouldn’t change our tradition for the world.” I genuinely smile back at him.

Kevin is silent for a moment and just continues to stare at me as I [religiously] sip the chocolate milkshake.

“You know I love you right?” Kevin claimed.

I pause mid-sip to look back up at him. My face softens at the fondness I see on his face and I go to give his hand a quick squeeze.

“Of course. I love you too.”

“C'mere.” He smirks at me, beckoning me to meet him halfway across the table. Our lips meet into a passionate kiss that speaks volumes on how we are both feeling at this exact moment. There is absolutely no one else either of us would rather be here with at this moment, in a tiny little diner pouring our hearts out to each other after the Flyers season just ended.

From New York, to Winnipeg, to now Philadelphia. No matter where we both are, as long as we have each other, then that’s all we need. But Sally and this chocolate milkshake are a great bonus.

“Mhm, that’s good.” Kev mumbles against my lips as he pulls away.

I chuckle confusedly and raise my eyebrows up at him before asking, “What, my lips?”

“Nah, the milkshake. You taste like it.”

Now I am full on cackling in this tiny diner, causing every head to turn in our direction. Out of the corner of my eye I see Sally smiling from ear to ear watching us.

I shake my head at my ridiculous boyfriend, who is now practically gulping down sips of the milkshake and I bemusedly reflect,

“God, I love you so much.”

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pikemoreno · 4 years

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favorite writers on here?

alright alright, this’ll be fun and a long, long list. first off:

star wars characters

@tintinwrites- the best poe fics. i love everything of caitlin’s i’ve ever read. i have a terrible attention span for long series sometimes but hers are so easy to get into and just never stop reading??

@starryeyedstories- amazing poe and cassian fics. the fluff always makes my heart soarrrrr. such a natural at fluffy goodness.

@poeticandors- also really really nice poe and cassian fics!! (also writes for other characters but those are just the ones i’ve read) v good! i remember ‘didn’t mean it’ in particular? it breaks your heart and then puts it right back together

@beskars- hooo boy. one of the very few obi wan writers and woooow. *chefs kiss* love me some of elisha’s obi. but we all already be knowin elisha’s writing is quality.

@no-droids *screams* their din, cassian, and obi-wan are all EXCEPTIONAL i try not to put a lot of gratuitous smut on my blog so that’s why i haven’t commented on every single thing but like... this is THE STUFF. right here. sucks you right in.

@acomplicatedprofession- so, yes, lari IS a p*dro character writer, really. B U T. her cassian fic is one of the best fics my eyes have consumed. it’s cute and saucy and i’m in looove with it.

p*dro characters

@rzrcrst- i’ve read a lot of kenzie’s one shots (mostly binged- need to go back and leave lots of juicy comments because i didn’t before like a terrible human) and they’re just chef’s kisses everywhereee. but her crowning jewel, sanctuary, is on my reading list and i can’t wait to read it.

@mandadoration- i made it through all her whiskey fics when i was on a whiskey kick a bit ago and hooooooo. i could read ‘you’re a fine girl’ 100 times and never get sick of it. looking forward to binging all the delicious mando content as well soon!

@longitud-de-onda- camila is just a gorgerous gem PERIOD. but her writing is so gorgeous and riveting. they’re all such wonderful studies of character and personality and what makes people tick.

@hopelikethesun- now... i do not search out javi fics generally. i love me some javi but eh he’s just not generally my first choice of fic for some reason. but mtmf is one of the few exceptions. it’s beautiful, it really is.

@spacegayofficial - the headcanons are so fabulous, for one. but the first thing i think about with tori is their max phillips fics? they’re so good. one of the only people i’ve seen write max (and be AMAZING at it btw. that one fic... yanno that one... like i said before, i try to not reblog gratuitous smut to my blog so i need you to know now: that fic awakened something kind of terrifying in me.)

@madadlorian- i walked into a gilded lie a max lord hater and will i still probs hate canon lord? yeah. but am i in unashamed love with amber’s version? 100% (also really love ‘if you don’t love me now’ btw. i’ve read it multiple times)

@lesqui- les writes right from the soul. it’s all just beautiful and poetic. ‘m in love with les AND les’s writing.

@catfishingmorales- THE RANGER!VERSE. that’s all i can say. the ranger!verse is one of the best, most wholesome things on this godforsaken site. casualties made me feel things. i could read it another 50 times easily.

@hdlynnslibrary- jUST POSTED A NEW FIC AND I’M EXCITED. her writing is as sweet and lovely as she is.

@secretpajamas wrote MARCUS PIKE smut like a BOSS. one of the few times i allowed gratuitous smut to be reblogged onto my blog. AHHHHHH. i’ve read it three times.

@keeper0fthestars- lovely lovely lovely person who writes an even lovelier frankie. SO SO good and real and perfect.

@marcusplke- my kindred spirit in writing for good ol’ pike. *squee* so nice. it broke me and i loved it

@softpedropascal- pragma is one of the series i’m reading that i’m most excited to see updates for. it’s gorgeous. so gorgeous. so complex and emotional. and NAILS frankie’s character.

@qveenbvtch i’ve read their shorter works/headcanon posts and WHEW BOY W H E W. it’s all so incredibly well written. exceptional. realllllyyyy excited to read funtimes in babylon soon. i’ve had my eye on it a while.

as a bonus:

on my list to read, so you should join me in reading them:

@dindjarindiaries - i’ve read her shorter things like headcanons yanno and they’re always sooo great, but i have molly’s masterlist on my list of things to binge and i’m very pumped about it. it all looks so good

@damerondjarin- loooove all the lil headcanons and things from taylor. a masterlist i’m reallllyyy excited to binge.

@murdermewithbooks- mmmmmm... i’ve read tidbits and i’m jazzed to read more!!!

@themandjalorian- *clappy hands* jeni’s reviews always get me amped to read other fics! amped to sit down and read hers too!!!

@sunshinepascal- is a sweetie!!!! i’ve read tidbits enough to know that i’m very excited to binge this masterlist

ALSO my tag /fic+rec has, well, fics i’ve recommended, in case i missed any here (don’t go past page like 10. it turns into a different fandom and i need to fix it)

#Anonymous #thanks for giving me social interaction

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gaygent37 · 4 years

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Calling the Wolf Within - JayDick

I had a lot of hope going into this. I got 4k words in, and just lost interest, so here you go. As per usual, no porn :/ because it would’ve taken another few thousand words to get to that actual porn, and a few thousand to wrap it up afterwards, and that was too long for me. So I scrapped it and wrote the other werewolf fic instead. Also it just started getting strange.

5,021 words, JayDick, werewolf Jason, human Dick, human Tim, almost kidnapping, almost Stockholm Syndrome, almost mating calls, almost explained why ‘almost’ towards end, fluff, borderline crack at time, h/c, no idea why Tim is there, OOC Tim, it’s a mess

For the past week and a half, Dick would hear shuffling in the woods behind his cottage. The first couple of times, he took it as a family of rabbits or raccoons looking for a place to live, but when the heard a tree crack and fall, Dick knew it was something much bigger.

His neighbors said it could be a bear or perhaps a mountain lion that had come down from the mountains. So Dick called the local ranger to take a gander.

“I dunno what to tell ya, kid,” the ranger said, shaking his head at the tree and the large muddy footprints that appeared last night. “Ya see these tracks?” he asked, pointing to the paws in the mud. “I grew up in Wyoming, so I’ seen my share o’ wolf tracks. And if I were to guess, I’d say it’s one hellava wolf ya’ve got there.”

“W-Wolf?” Dick asked faintly. “But Mr. and Mrs. Hanks said there are no wolves in this area.”

The ranger nodded and tipped his hat. “There ain’t.”

Dick nodded slowly, like the ranger was making complete sense. “Okay, so there’s a huge wolf coming around the woods and making a mess near my house every night. What do you propose I do?”

“Wolf of this size?” he chuckled humorlessly, nodding at the tracks. “Ain’t no shotgun in the world that could make a dent in this thing, so I’d move the hell out. Well, that or call in the military. This is way outta my jurisdiction.”

“But you’re supposed to deal with these kinds of things in this area!” Dick said in frustration. “You can’t expect everyone to just move out when there’s a problem to can’t handle! Think of something!”

The ranger stood and scratched his head. “Well, I gotta friend a state over who specializes in catching these kinda beasts. He might have an extra-large bear trap or two?”

“Yes!” Dick said in relief. “Please call him.”

“You got it, kid.” The ranger stepped away for a few minutes to call his friend.

Dick shoved his hands into his pocket with a sigh, looking around the forest. He could see his cottage no more than thirty paces from the fallen tree and the tracks. There were also snapped branches and a dried bloody trail leading to a chicken carcass, more signs of the large animal that had popped up throughout the past week.

Dick shivered slightly and glanced over at the ranger, who was laughing into his phone. Suddenly, he shivered, a chill running over him. Dick glanced around again, but nothing seemed to be out of the ordinary in the sunny forest.

“Good news!” the ranger said, jogging back over. “My friend said he could come with a couple of his huntin’ buddies! Bad news, they can’t come until the weekend.”

“The weekend?” Dick asked. “That’s- That’s not for another four days.”

The ranger gave him a shrug.

Dick took a deep breath. “Okay. I- I guess I’ll just pack some stuff and go stay at the town inn until then. I don’t want to be up here alone when there’s that giant… whatever it is, running around.”

The ranger smiled. “That’s the spirit, kid! Want me to give you a ride into town?”

“Nah,” Dick said. “I need to do some packing first. I’ll head over first thing tomorrow morning.”

Dick awoke to the sound of his downstairs window breaking. Immediately, his hand went to his phone, which was charging on the bedside table. There were several more crashes and the banging of pots clashing, the sound of something very large moving through Dick’s tiny kitchen.

Dick slid off his bed and rolled under it in one smooth moment. He dialed 911 immediately and pressed the phone to his ear, his breathing erratic and loud. His eyes were pinned to his bedroom door, which was cracked open slightly.

“911, what’s your emergency?”

“Someone broke into my house,” Dick whispered.

“Okay, and where are they now?”

“In my house,” Dick repeated, barely daring to speak.

“And where are you, sir?”

“I’m- I’m hiding, under my bed. Can you- Can you please send a squad? With guns.” Dick tensed even more when he heard the bottom stair creak, louder than it has ever creaked before. “Please.”

“Is there only one person?” There was another creak. The second step. Then a third.

“I don’t know!” Dick hissed. “They’re- They’re making a lot of noise, and they’re coming up the stairs!”

“Okay, stay calm, sir. I’m going to-” Suddenly, there was loud thump, right outside his bedroom door. Whatever it was, had jumped eight entire steps up to the second floor. Dick shoved his phone underneath him and pressed his hand tightly to his mouth, not even daring to breathe.

His bedroom door was nosed open. Literally nosed open. The first thing that appeared was a huge snout. The nose twitched a couple of times before the rest of the beast entered the room as well.

Dick’s eyes grew wider, and he felt like his heart was going to pound out of his chest in fear. He could only see the huge paws of the creature, but it took up all the space in Dick’s room. Its tail knocked over Dick’s lamp, and the glass of watch he always set by his bed.

A soft growl filled the air and the creature shifted, stretching down so that its head was pressed against the ground. Golden eyes met his, and Dick let out the tiniest of squeaks.

The last thing Dick heard when he fainted was the emotionless calls of “Sir? Sir? Are you still there? Please stay on the line. We’re sending someone over right now.”

“…look! You scratched up his face!” There was a growl and a snapping of teeth. “Damn, that’s gotta hurt… Oh, wait, I think he’s waking up!”

Dick blinked his eyes open slowly, feeling dizzy and disoriented. The first thing he saw was the smiling face of a young teenager.

“Hullo,” the boy said. “You alright?”

“Where the hell… am I?” Dick asked, looking around. Everywhere he looked, he just saw jagged stone.

The boy gave a light laugh. “I couldn’t tell you,” he said. “Some cave in the middle of nowhere, probably.”

There was a snuffle and a growl from somewhere behind the boy.

Dick craned his neck and peered behind him. His eyes widened, and he tensed. The largest wolf Dick had ever seen was curled up lazily against the opposite wall, its head resting in its paws, and it was staring at Dick.

“Oh my god,” Dick said hoarsely. “I’m having a nightmare.”

“That’s what I thought too, at first,” the boy said, strangely cheerfully. “But you’ll get used to it.”

“What?” Dick asked, staring at the teen like he was crazy.

“Oh, I should introduce myself,” the boy said. He held out his hand. “I’m Tim.”

Dick stared at Tim’s hand for the longest time. He looked over at the wolf again. Then, he took Tim’s hand. “Dick… my name’s Dick,” he said very slowly, unsure of what was going on.

“So, where are you from, Dick?” Tim asked.

“Um… Brighton Springs… in Pennsylvania,” Dick said.

“Never heard of it,” Tim said.

“It’s a small town,” Dick said absently. “Wha- What about you? What are you doing here?” He kept a cautious eye on the wolf.

“Los Angeles,” Tim said.

“California?”

“Yup,” Tim said. “My parents were in Pittsburg for business, and I tagged along. Didn’t know I’d be kidnapped by a giant wolf though.” Tim laughed.

“Wait, you were- you were taken by- by that too?”

Tim nodded.

“And- And you’re not freaked out by it?!” Dick exclaimed.

“I was,” Tim said. “I’ve been here two weeks though, so I’ve had time to get used to it. Besides, Wolfie isn’t bad at all.”

“Wolfie.”

Tim grinned. “Yeah. I couldn’t keep calling him ‘it’ or ‘the wolf’. And I don’t think he really minds anyway. Isn’t that right, Wolfie?”

Wolfie yawned and flicked his tail.

“Oh my god, I’m stuck in a cave with a giant wolf and a crazy kid,” Dick muttered. “What the ever-loving fuck.”

“Hey, I’m not a kid,” Tim said. “I’m seventeen.”

“Seven- You look no older than thirteen!”

Tim gave him an annoyed look. “Right, and I guess you’d assume I also attend high school and nerd out over video games with my friends at lunch.”

Dick blinked at him. “…Do you not?”

Tim threw his hands in the air. “Oh my god, the people of this world! I’ll have you know that I’m in my sophomore year of college! At Cal Tech!”

Dick squinted at him. “And you still named the wolf… Wolfie?”

Tim huffed. “I- Okay, fine, it’s a stupid name! My parents never let me have a dog because my mom’s allergic, and I’ve always wanted one, and I wanted to name it Doggie, so sue me if I’m living my childhood dream a bit!”

“That’s not a dog, Tim. That thing can eat you up in one bite!” Dick said.

“But he hasn’t!” Tim shouted.

“Doesn’t mean he won’t!”

“Holy shit, Wolfie, you’ve picked up the most annoying person ever!” Tim yelled. “You get him out of here, or I’m leaving!”

“You know what? I don’t want to be here anyway!” Dick fumed back. He stood up and shoved Tim out of the way and started storming towards the exit.

In a flash, Wolfie was on his feet and in front of Dick in a threatening stance, lips pulled back in a growl. He snapped his teeth at Dick.

“Wha- What’s he doing?” Dick said, taking a step back. Wolfie took step forward.

Dick stepped back again. Wolfie continued to follow, growling and snapping his teeth. “Tim, call him off!”

“He doesn’t listen to me,” Tim grumbled. “Besides, you yelled at me, so I don’t think I’m going to help you.”

Tim sat down, crossed his legs, and produced a bag of chips from somewhere. He popped it open and started eating, watching as Dick was slowly being cornered against the cave wall.

“S-Seriously, I- I think he’s going to eat me!” Dick whimpered, his back pressed tightly against the cold stone.

Wolfie opened his mouth wide, and Dick screamed, his knees giving out as he curled up in a ball, waiting for the inevitable.

Suddenly, there was a heavy floomph of air and fur tickled Dick’s nose. He waited a few more seconds before opening his eyes.

He was still curled up against the wall, but now, Wolfie was sprawled in front of him, on his back, giant legs up in the air.

“What’s- What’s he doing?” Dick asked, pulling himself in tighter.

“Making sure you don’t try running away again,” Tim said, licking his fingers. “And asking for belly rubs. He likes the spot under his chin the best.”

“Huh?!”

“Rub his belly,” Tim said.

Dick stared at Tim like the boy was crazy. But Tim did not seem like he was kidding, and the way Wolfie was lying, it really did seem like a dog waiting for belly rubs.

Wolfie turned his head towards Dick, his golden eyes wide. And holy shit, he looked sad.

“Stop- Stop that,” Dick said weakly. “I thought you were going to eat me.”

Wolfie let out a whine and wiggled even closer.

Dick stared at him for a couple more seconds before giving in to the puppy-dog eyes. He placed his trembling hand on Wolfie’s stomach, pushing down several inches of fur, which were surprising soft.

Very tentatively, Dick moved his hand back and forth. Wolfie gave a rumble of pleasure.

“Oh my god, he likes it,” Dick said in a near-hysterical voice.

“Told you,” Tim said smugly, opening his second bag of chips. “Get the spot under his chin.”

Dick looked over at Wolfie’s head, which was arched back in response. “Er, how? I’m stuck here.”

“Climb on top of him,” Tim said. “And use both hands.”

Dick was not keen on the idea of climbing onto Wolfie’s stomach, but after another brief stare down with the sad golden eyes, Dick uncurled himself and slowly put one leg over Wolfie’s stomach, straddling him.

Then, Dick slowly pulled himself up until his legs were behind Wolfie’s front legs, and he could comfortably reach over and scratch under Wolfie’s chin.

Dick took a deep breath and reached forward. Suddenly, he was slammed down flat against Wolfie’s chest, his face pressed into the soft fur. He could feel Wolfie’s giant legs wrapped around him.

“Aww, he wants a hug,” Tim laughed. “Lucky you, Dick. I’ve never gotten a hug before.”

Dick struggled, trying to put himself up, but Wolfie’s hold was strong. Eventually, Dick gave up when Wolfie did not seem to move. So Dick just lay there, half-scared, half-confused, with his ear pressed to Wolfie’s heartbeat.

The steady ba-dump, ba-dump, ba-dump, eventually lulled him off to sleep.

It took a bit of getting used to, but like Tim said, he got used to it. Mostly.

Four days into his capture, Dick awoke to his face being gently licked by a soft tongue. “No…” he groaned, pushing away Wolfie’s snout.

Wolfie snuffled and licked Dick again, this time, getting under his neck.

“That tickles,” Dick grimaced, his eyes still stubbornly screwed shut. “Go wake Tim first.”

“I’m already awake, dummy. You need to get up and make us food. I can’t cook for shit.”

Dick groaned and rolled over, pulling the blankets over his head, burrowing deeper into his bed. His “bed” consisted of large scraps of very soft material and larger, thicker scraps for blankets.

Wolfie hooked a paw around Dick’s waist and turned him over like it was nothing. Dick whined, but he eventually sat up and got breakfast going.

Dick had no idea where all the household items or any of the food was coming from. They just appeared out of nowhere, when neither Dick nor Tim was paying attention. The perishables were still cold.

“Bacon! Bacon! Bacon!” Tim chanted.

“Okay, okay,” Dick said with a laugh as Wolfie nudged him all the way to the fire pit.

Breakfast did not take long to cook up – as much bacon as either of them could take, and a large helping of eggs. Wolfie had the habit of nipping at the their fingers for bacon scraps, which would have terrified Dick before, but now, he found it endearing.

It was strange how quickly his mindset changed in four days.

“Hey,” Dick said after swallowing the last of his eggs. “You’ve been here for nearly three weeks now, right? Did you ever take a shower?”

Tim gasped, his eyes lighting up. “Can we go to the swimming hole?” he practically squealed.

“Swimming hole?” Dick asked, glancing at Wolfie, who usually curled around the two of them during breakfast.

“Yeah! There’s this huge swimming hole by here. A waterfall and everything!” Tim said excitedly. “I’ve been there a few times so far, to wash and then swim.”

“That… That sounds perfect,” Dick said. It also sounded like a way to scout his surroundings and gauge where the hell he was.

Not long after breakfast, Dick found himself standing in front of a large pool of water that very gradually became deeper, deepest at the waterfall.

“Wow,” Dick said.

“I know,” Tim said, already splashing into the water. “It’s fucking cold though!” He ran out of the water again, laughing.

“Get in here!” Dick said, splashing water at Tim.

“Hey!” Tim ran back in, sending a wave of water crashing into Dick.

Dick dunked himself under the water before coming up. “Hah! You missed.”

Wolfie lay down at the edge, content in just watching. At some point, he fell asleep. That was when Dick grabbed Tim and pulled him in.

“I’m gonna go climb the waterfall,” he whispered.

“Wh-What?” Tim asked, confused. “Why?”

“Duh, to see what’s up there. To see how far away we are from anything. Maybe I can signal help or something,” Dick said.

Tim looked completely baffled. “Are you crazy?” he asked.

Dick’s expression darkened. “What, you think we can actually stay here with that wolf forever?”

“Well, I-”

“Grow up, Tim, this isn’t some fantasy world. He kidnapped us. I’m going to climb that waterfall. And you’re going to distract him if he wakes up.”

With that, Dick dunked himself under the water and started swimming towards the base of the waterfall. Up close, the roar of the water was louder, but it was not a particularly large waterfall, only about twelve feet up. The rocks that made the wall were at a convenient slant. The only issue was that they were mossy and slick.

Dick pulled himself up onto the first rock, shivering as the air hit his wet body. Still, he continued climbing. A couple of times, his foot slipped, but he was nearly to the top.

Suddenly, he heard Tim yell, “Wolfie, no!”

Dick turned around and saw Wolfie leap from the shore into the water, completely clearing Tim’s head. Dick gritted his teeth and climbed a little faster.

Just as he was about to reach the top, Dick looked back down and saw Wolfie at the base of the waterfall. His front legs were on the bottom rock, but he made no attempt to climb. He just watched Dick with those sad golden eyes.

Dick had to turn away. Finally, with quite some effort, Dick made it to the top of the waterfall. He was very disappointed to find just more forest all around him. For a second, he considered running away, but he thought about Tim – the city boy who could not cook, ate nothing but chips, and was an all-around mess of a human being – and he could not bear to.

With a sigh, Dick turned around again, standing at the top of the waterfall, looking down at Tim. He gave the boy a little wave. Wolfie gave a whimper and a howl, patting the rock he was hanging onto. Dick understood that Wolfie wanted him to climb back down.

Dick gave a tiny smile and shook his head. “Watch this!” he called. He back up a few steps, took a running start, and leapt off the edge.

He did a total of two flips before hitting the water perfectly. It was quite exhilarating. Dick did not get a chance to enjoy the moment because he was suddenly being propelled toward the surface, his body being pushed by the nose of an extra-large canine.

Dick laughed as he broke the surface, allowing Wolfie to swim him back to the shore.

“Dick!” Tim said, splashing over. “Are you okay? I thought you were going to break your neck doing that!”

“I was on the dive team in high school, Timbo,” Dick said, sitting up. “I’m fine.”

“Well, I didn’t know that! It was scary, but also kind of cool.”

Wolfie obviously did not agree. He nudged Dick further onto the shore with rough flicks of his nose. When Dick was a good distance from the water, Wolfie started sniffing and licking him all over.

“W-Wolfie! That’s- That’s completely unnecessary,” Dick said. “I’m fine!”

Wolfie ignored him and continued with his sniffing and licking, occasionally letting whines from his throat. Finally, Dick succumbed to the mother hen treatment, just lying there and allowing Wolfie to turn him this way and that, checking for the tiniest of scratches.

When Wolfie was at last satisfied, he let his head drop down by Dick’s body, his eyes boring into Dick’s, sad and vulnerable.

“Look, you made upset him,” Tim chided. “He thought you were going to get hurt.”

Dick sighed and gave Wolfie a wry smile. “Sorry about that,” he said, patting Wolfie’s head. “I’ll tell you next time.”

Wolfie moved his head from side to side.

Dick raised his eyebrows. It was the first actual response he had gotten from Wolfie.

“I won’t do it at all next time?” he said slowly.

Wolfie huffed and moved his snout onto Dick’s legs, demanding more pets.

It was the full moon, the first one since Tim or Dick had been taken.

In the middle of the night, Dick was nudged awake.

“Stop it, Timmy,” Dick grumbled, pulling the covers closer.

“No, Dick, get up. I want to show you something.”

“’m sleeping.”

“Please, Dickie. You’ll like it.”

Finally, after some more grumbling and insistence, Dick opened his eyes. It took a moment for his eyes to adjust to the scant bits of moonlight that filtered into the cave and to register the face hovering above his.

It was not Tim.

Dick blinked several times to make sure he was not dreaming. He turned his head to the side and realized that Tim was still asleep in the bed next to him, cocooned tightly in his blankets.

“Who are you?” Dick asked. He slowly sat up, looking around the cave. Wolfie was nowhere to be seen.

The strange man grinned took Dick’s hand. “I want to show you something,” he repeated.

“Huh?” Dick, still not fully awake, stumbled to his feet, tugged along by the man. “Wait, who are you? Where’s- Where’s Wolfie?”

It was bizarre for Dick to be exiting the cave without Wolfie trotting behind him or Tim chattering loudly by his side. The moon was large and bright above them, lighting the way.

It was then that Dick noticed that the man was also completely naked, running barefoot through the forest.

“Hurry up, Dickie!” the man would occasionally turn and say.

“How do you know my name?” Dick asked, though none of his questions were ever answered.

Dick felt like they had been running for miles by the time they stopped. Dick had no idea where they were, nor did he have any idea who was leading him. Perhaps it was just a very realistic dream.

“Look,” the man said, pointing in front of them. Dick gasped softly when he saw the cabin. It looked like a rich person’s vacation cabin, three stories tall and very large. “Do you… like it?” the man asked.

Dick looked at him. “I don’t- I don’t understand,” he said. “Who are you? What is this place?”

“Home,” the man said with a smile. He stepped closer. “Home, Dickie.”

Dick got a good look at the man. He was a bit taller than Dick, with black hair and blue eyes and a deliciously sharp jawline. The rest of his body, which Dick may or may not have been admiring to distract himself from the burning of his lungs, was just as attractive.

“Is this your house?” Dick asked.

“Mine, yours, Timmy’s, ours,” the man said. “I want to show you the inside.”

“I don’t- what?” Dick asked, having no choice but to follow the man.

The inside of the cabin was gorgeous as well. The rich, dark wood gave the cabin a warm feel to it, and it was comfortably furnished as well. But the man ignored all of that in favor of pulling Dick up the stairs.

He pulled Dick into the first room on the second floor.

“What’s this?” Dick asked, looking around. It looked like a typical master bedroom.

“It’s our bedroom,” the man said proudly.

“…I’m sorry, did you say our?”

The man nodded.

“I don’t get it,” Dick said helplessly. “Can you please just tell me who you are?”

The man’s smile faded a little. “I’m your mate.”

“Mate?”

“I’ll take care of you and make sure you’re safe and happy,” the man said. He stepped forward, pulling Dick closer by slipping an arm around Dick’s waist. If Dick were not beyond confused by his situation, he would not have minded so much.

“I don’t even know you!” Dick said.

The man leaned forward and pressed a gentle kiss to the back of Dick’s jaw. “You know me,” he whispered in Dick’s ear. “I’ve taken care of you and Timmy.”

Just like that, it clicked, though it made no sense either. “You’re- You’re Wolfie?”

“Jason,” the man said. “My name’s Jason.” The kisses trailed to Dick’s cheek, edging closer to his lips. “I’m a werewolf.”

“Werewolf… like- like vampires and werewolves,” Dick said, unable to wrap his head around it.

Jason pulled back, his expression puzzled. “N…o? Just werewolf. I don’t know any vampires. They usually congregate in the South.”

“Oh! How convenient,” Dick said as a hysterical giggle bubbled up his throat. “I was kidnapped by a werewolf who now thinks I’m his mate.”

Jason stepped back this time, his face contorted in a frown. “I didn’t kidnap you,” he said, his voice low. “You called me.”

“What?! That’s ridiculous!” Dick said. “Why- Why would I call you?”

“I don’t know,” Jason snapped. “You sat at your window every time for two weeks, calling to me! You told me to take you away.”

“I would never do that!” Dick said, a chill running through him.

Jason looked hurt. His arms crossed in front of him, defensive. “You did, though.”

“No, I didn’t,” Dick insisted. “I had a good life, and I didn’t need someone to ‘take me away’ from it. All you did was ruin my life by kidnapping me!”

Jason recoiled, stepping backwards again. “You don’t want to be my mate?” he asked.

“No!”

“Fine.” Jason turned and started walking away.

“Where the hell are you going?” Dick demanded. “You’re just going to leave me here?”

“You can have this place,” Jason growled. “I don’t need it anymore now that I don’t have a mate.” He stormed down the stairs, heading for the front door. “I’m going back to Tim.”

“He’s just a kid!” Dick shouted. “Even if you didn’t kidnap me, you certainly took him!”

Jason jerked the door open and turned for a second. “I did not! He found me! He followed me! He threatened to tell authorities where I was hiding if I didn’t take him in!”

“What?” Dick asked. “But- But why did he lie then?”

Jason just gave him one more withering glare before slamming the door behind him. Dick ran to the window, and all he saw was the flash of a large wolf’s tail before the dark forest was all that surrounded him.

That night, Dick tried to sleep, but he could not, tossing and turning on the couch. The next night, it got worse. Dick could not even find a comfortable position to lie still in. The third night, Dick spent pacing, exhausted but unable to rest.

Something just felt wrong. He just felt distinctly uncomfortable everywhere, despite it not being physical. Dick felt like he was going crazy.

On the fourth day, Dick crawled into the bed on the second floor master bedroom and sobbed for an hour straight before falling asleep. He slept through the night for the first time. But the next night, he kept waking up. By the end of the week, Dick could not sleep at all again.

He had taken to sitting by the window, staring forlornly out into the forest. Dick had no idea what was bothering him so much, nor did he know what he was searching for.

At the start of the second week, Dick propped the window open, his head resting on the windowsill as he stared into the forest.

“I miss you,” he whispered to the silent trees. “I’m lonely. Please come back.”

Not even the breeze answered.

Dick felt warmer than he had all week. The warmth was surrounding him completely, and Dick reached out for more, his hands grabbing fistfuls of the warmth and pulled himself closer.

Then the warmth moved, curling tighter around Dick. It made him inexplicably happy.

Dick’s eyes snapped open to find that he was pressed against a very furry mass. There was a large paw curled around his waist as well, keeping him close.

Dick pushed himself up as much as he could. “Wolfie?” he whispered, recognizing the dozing wolf. He also recognized the cave he had spent much of the past month in. On his other side, Tim was sprawled on his chest, starfish style.

Dick smiled, unable to help the flood of relief that ran through him. He was back, like the past week was just some terrible nightmare.

He lay back down, snuggling even closer and fell asleep again.

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The second that morning broke, Dick was shoved awake by Tim.

“Where the hell were you?!” he demanded.

“Wha…?”

“You disappeared in the middle of the night, and Wolfie was worried sick! And he was depressed without you here. And I missed you too, you idiot!”

Dick sat up only to be hugged tightly by Tim. He patted Tim’s back and looked around the cave, his eyes lingering on Wolfie, who was sitting by the entrance, his tail flopped over his eyes.

“How… How did I get back here?” Dick asked.

“Wolfie brought you back,” Tim said. “He’s just been moping around the cave all day and night, and then last night, he just perked up and took off into the forest. When he came back, you were asleep on his back.”

“Oh,” Dick said, looking back at Wolfie. He extracted himself from Tim and hesitantly walked over there. “Hey,” he said, sitting down next to the wolf’s head. Dick took Wolfie’s tail away. “I’m sorry I worried you. I don’t… I don’t know if you can understand all of what I’m saying when you’re… um, in this form, but thank you. For coming back for me.

“I don’t really know what going on, but I just know I missed you a lot. Timmy too, but…” Dick trailed off, looking into Wolfie’s golden eyes. “Do you know what I’m saying?”

Wolfie stared at him. Then, he raised his head and licked Dick’s cheek.

“Okay,” Dick said. “I guess I’ll talk to you more when you… I don’t know, change back or something?”

He got another lick.

“Alright then,” Dick said with a small smile. He sat down and leaned against Wolfie’s side, finally feeling at peace.

#welcome to the reject pile #another werewolf au #gaygent37

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So this is a belated birthday dedication for the lovely @lemonlushff which I'll probably be posting later today. A Space Colonization AU that you mighht have spotted before during one of @clearwillow 's games.

Happy Birthday to you, Lemon!

Teaser:

Her initial reaction to him was fear. In hindsight it shouldn't have been. However, try pulling laundry down from the line and coming face to face with a man you've never seen before, and then realizing that there is something different enough about him to make you certain he shouldn't exist. She guessed most people would have reacted far worse than she had. In all fairness, his reaction to her wasn't exactly pleasant either.

“Oh, for crying out...” She tugged again on the comforter hanging on the clothesline which was refusing to come down. It was too large for her bed and it was really too heavy for her to be hanging, but she had no other choice. Tugging again, it finally came free, nearly suffocating her under all the fabric. She struggled with it until it was at least folded enough to fit in the laundry basket and promptly dropped it. Remaining stock still, not even wanting to blink, she stared at the tall man standing just across her yard. He had long silver hair and what she swore were animal ears on the top of his head. They twitched in her direction as if to confirm her thought. He appeared equally startled to see her, as if he hadn't expected to find anyone this deep in the woods.

When he took a step in her direction, Kagome took several back, blindly reaching for anything to defend herself with. She wasn't stupid, she knew the dangers of living in the wilderness on her own, she just hadn't had to utilize any of the preparations she'd made for such an occasion yet. He seemed to know that she was afraid, not that it was hard to tell, and remained where he was. She could tell that he was both curious about her and yet wary. Finally latching onto the rifle leaning beside the tree at her right, she managed to lift it without her hands shaking, sighting down the barrel just as she'd been taught. Unexpectedly, he snarled in her direction, disappearing in the blink of an eye. Kagome felt her heart slowly calm from a racing flutter to a dull thud in her chest. What...who on earth...Terra was that? I've never seen anything like him! Not wanting to risk another run in with the strange man or anyone else like him, she gathered up her laundry and bustled herself inside.

Making sure every door and window in the house was locked and pulling the shades herself, Kagome felt only slightly better. She knew the house was resistant to being broken into by any traditional means, even fire-resistant to a certain point. The house computer system already knew not to let anyone in that was not her, but she felt the need to remind it. Just in case. It replied with a soft “Understood Mistress.” She hadn't been in the house long enough for it to have imprinted on her so she had yet to convince it to call her by her name.

Coming to this planet had been a dream come true. Hundreds of thousands of miles of open wilderness, no people, no cities, no pollution. Also very little technology and even less help if she needed it. Stop it. You don't need help. You're a big girl. Her pep talk didn't have the desired effect. The strange man had seemed as disconcerted as she was to find someone out this far. She had to remember that there were other people out there even if she hadn't seen any since the Ranger dropped her off with her things over a week ago. Not only were there other people, there were other species.

As this was her first real foray off the planet Earth, Kagome was fairly limited in her experience with other species from within their galaxy. Space travel of any kind had only become even mildly affordable in the last few decades and it meant that most humans had yet to venture very far from home. Like Kagome, many of them made the journey a one-way trip to one of the few terraformed planets that had yet to be inhabited. Land was cheap, housing even cheaper, with the travel there marking the largest total on the budget.

Despite the fact that the planet was in fact owned by several companies from Earth, they chose not to put much into defending it or the people that chose to immigrate there. The Rangers, a combination of sheriff, magistrate and tour guide, were the only direct connection to anyone off-world. Kagome had received a few messages from her mother and brother back on Earth and been able to send some in return, but they took days to transfer so it was somewhat like playing the worst game of telephone tag ever. Kagome missed her family a lot, especially now that she was finally coming face-to-face with the danger she could be in out here on her own. “This was my choice. Freedom, space and fresh air,” she reminded herself aloud.

The rest of the day went by quietly, nothing setting off any alarms and no noises to make her nervous. Kagome knew better than to assume that meant there wasn't anything out there at all, but it at least made her feel better that the man hadn't returned. Dinner was a pot of stew using vegetables grown in her hydroponics unit. They would be planted in the garden in a few days so she wanted to harvest as much as she could before putting them outside where they might die or get eaten by the local critters.

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He didn't know why he was surprised by her reaction. He knew better than to approach humans when they were alone. Humans were relatively new out in the galaxy, inexperienced with meeting other races from the various inhabited worlds. Her little house had been empty for the months since he'd arrived, so he hadn't expected to find anyone there. Helen hadn't said a word about the owner coming, but maybe she hadn't known either. Inuyasha shook his head as he lurked in the woods just beyond the edge of what seemed to be her property. His most interesting and nonjudgmental conversation partner was a house computer. Right now she was his only conversation partner. But now this woman... She was locked up tight in her house with all the blinds shut. He couldn't really blame her, at least not now that he'd calmed down. He couldn't be absolutely sure just off the initial scent, but he was guessing she was out here alone. A lone human woman in the wilderness of a newly terraformed planet had every right to be jumpy. She'd probably never seen an alien life form before. Inuyasha snorted to himself. Certainly nothing like me. I've seen dozens of species and no one looks like me. She was probably terrified. Of course, he hadn't smelled terror either. Surprise, certainly. Curiosity, confusion and determination. She was going to protect herself. He couldn't begrudge her that either, especially if she really was on her own.

To say he was intrigued was an understatement. A woman who was brave enough to come from who knew where to a fairly new and wild planet all alone gained a few points in his book. That she could and was willing to defend herself on top of that was another plus. Too many times he had seen women, even ones that came with mates, that ventured out into the edges of the galaxy and perished because they didn't take the precautions they should have. Inuyasha sighed, still watching the house. It pained him to see the terrible things that happened to good people because some scumbag wanted an easier way to make some money or was so twisted they delighted in other people’s suffering. That won't happen to her. I won't let anyone get this one. He flinched at the direction of his own thoughts, surprised by the easy dedication to her protection.

“Don't get roped in, stupid,” he muttered to himself. He didn't want to see anything happen to her, sure, but he wasn't about to tie himself down to guard duty on a woman who would sooner draw a pulse rifle on him than speak to him. With a rough growl, he headed back out into the wilds in search of dinner. There were some animals he still wasn't sure were edible, but he knew the wild poultry he could hear rustling in the bushes a few meters away were good eating and easy prey. Dispatching both of them fairly quickly, he cleaned them up before leaving one as a sort of peace offering on the woman's doorstep and taking the other home. So much for not getting roped in...

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