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phantomronpa · 9 months

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same anon from 2 seconds ago, would it be weird to ask for your list of the characters names? (it can be just from v3 since you post abt it alot but just out of curiousity lol)

I can answer for all on them! I'm posting about V3 a lot because I'm currently playing it, so its fresh in my mind, but I love all the games ^^ It's not weird either, as I said ask me anything I love talking about my AU's

I'll put the names under the cut, because the list will be long lol (This doesn't include all the characters in the AU btw, just the ones I have the names of so far! Will update when I add more)

THH:

Monokuma- Monochrome

Makoto- Mottledhope

Byakuya- Birchstride

Kyoko- Lilacsight

Sayaka- Starlingsong

Chihiro- Chickadeewing

Mondo- Tigerthorn

Taka- Badgerpelt

Mukuro- Night

Junko- Starless Despair

Celeste- Crimsongaze

Leon- Flamespark

Aoi- Ottersplash

Sakura- Cherrybloom

Hiro- Deerwatcher

Hifumi- Spruceleaf

Toko- Froststrike

Syo- Stalker

SDR2 (The name after the "/" is their name while despaired):

Monomi- Bunny

Hajime- Branchstrike/Oleander

Nagito- Cloverspark/Servant

Chiaki- Harebreeze/Hemlock

Fuyuhiko- Fennecflake/Foxglove

Peko- Primrosefrost/Ivy

Mikan- Plumpelt/Larkspur

Akane- Acornclaw/Mistletoe

Ibuki- Icepounce/Buttercup

Sonia- Softspeckle/Azalea

Gundham- Crowcall/Nightshade

Kazuichi- Sharpfang/Snakeroot

Nekomaru- Lionstalk/Nettle

Imposter- Duskstep/Sumac

Mahiru- Marshfur/Lantana

Hiyoko- Sandsnap/Daffodil

Teruteru- Oakfur/Yew

UDG:

Komaru- Olivespring

Masaru- Blazekit

Nagisa- Blizzardkit

Kotoko- Petalkit

Jataro- Dustkit

Monaca- Mosskit

Haiji- Skunksnout

Tokuichi- Sootfrost

Taichi- Elmleaf

Yuta- Firpaw

Fuhito- Fogstar

V3 (I only have apprentice names figured out for most of them):

Shuichi- Batpaw

Kaede- Thrushpaw

Kiibo- Snowpaw

Rantaro- Mintpaw

Kokichi- Magpiepaw

Kirumi- Swiftpaw

Maki- Quietpaw

Himiko- Emberpaw

Tenko- Fennelpaw

Angie- Owlpaw

Korekiyo- Ravenpaw

Miu- Leopardpaw

Gonta- Mothpaw

Ryoma- Littlepaw

Kaito- Nightpaw

Tsumugi- Riverpaw

DR3:

Juzo- Boulderstrike

Kyosuke- Moonwhisker

Chisa- Ambercloud

Ryota- Lynxstep/Parsnip

Jin- Newtstar

#danganronpa #danganronpa warrior cats #phantom answers

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the--sad--hatter · 4 years

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Flowers for my followers - A Writing Challenge

I can not believe that I have hit such a number! I honestly don’t know why I have so many people following me, but I am beyond flattered and thankful!

I have had this blog for years but rarely used it. A little under a year ago I decided to take a leap and post my fanfiction, and look at how far we have all come together! I have made some wonderful friends, there are so many people I have come to love, tagging them all would take hours. Anyone and everyone I have spoken to on here, including my lil anons, please know I adore you so much. I want to celebrate with you guys who have shown me so much support and love, and I thought of different ways I could do that including sending everyone flowers, but that would cost me upwards of 20 grand! So here’s another way to share flowers with you all.

Whether you take part as a writer or a reader, I hope you enjoy this little writing challenge. Please reblog and like the submissions and give the authors all the love they deserve.

Rules –

You don’t have to be following me to take part, in fact if you aren’t following me then I commend you on your good decision making skills.

This is a challenge for Reader x Character stories, not OC x Character, please use Y/N or nicknames.

This is a Marvel/MCU writing challenge

No smut or romance for underage characters, that includes aging up or down.

Use warning and tags appropriately if your story contains smut and/or any potential triggers.

Anything longer than 500 words must have the ‘read more’ line.

Please tag me (@the—sad—hatter) and #hattersflowers so I can read and reblog.

Please state which flower/s you chose.

I’ll be making a Masterlist of all submissions, but you can request to be left off of it if you so choose.

You can make it as long as you want, but please only submit one-shots.

You can send me a message or an ask if you have any questions, I'm happy to try and answer them.

You don't have to claim your prompt/flower, they are all open to all.

You can use as many flowers as you like, make a bouquet if you will.

Submission must be sent by February 12th.

Anon submissions –

If you want to submit a story but don’t want to do it publicly, you can send it to my email address [email protected]

Please include a pseudo name that I can use to post it for you so that there is no confusion about the fact I did not write it.

The Flowers –

The flowers don’t represent quotes or prompts, they represent themes and emotions. How you interpret that theme is up to you, and you can combine flowers or just use one. Let your imagination and creativity run free, and have fun!

e.g – You could choose Marigold and write a story about sorrow.

Anemone - Vanishing hopes

Balm - Compassion

Bittersweet – Truth and Loyalty

Caladium - Immense delight and joy

Dog Rose - Pleasure and Pain

Euphorbia - Persistence

Fern - Fascination

Geranium - Folly, Stupidity

Gerbera - You are the sunshine of my life

Gloxinia - Love at first sight

Goosefoot – Insult

Ivy - Affection

Indian Cress - Resignation

Ipomen Scarlet - Embrace

Indian Cane - Rendezvous

Jasmine (Indian) – Love

Jasmine (Yellow) – Elegance

Jasmine (Spanish) - Sensuality

King's Spear - Regret

Laurel - Glory

Magnolia - Perseverance

Marigold - Sorrow

Manchineel - Betrayal

Nasturtium - Conquest

Nightshade – Truth

Nettle - Cruelty

Orchid - Beauty

Orange Blossom - Eternal Love

Ophrys Fly - Mistake

Olive - Peace

Petunia - Resentment

Peach Blossom - I am your captive

Queen Anne's Lace - Fantasy

Rose (Red) – Passion

Rose (White) - Virginity

Rose (Yellow) - Infidelity

Rose (Coral) – Desire

Rose (Pink) - Secret love

Rose (Pale pink) - Joy

Rosemary - Remembrance

Rhododendron – Beware

Snowdrop – Hope

Snapdragon – Strength

Spider Flower - Elope with me

Star of Bethlehem – Reconciliation

Tulip (Yellow)- Hopeless love

Tulip (Red) - Declaration of love

Thornapple - I dreamed of thee

Tuberose - Dangerous pleasures

Teasel – Misanthropy

Violet – Modesty

Violet (White) - Let´s take a chance

Vervain – Enchantment

Water Lily - Purity of heart

Windflower – Sincerity

Wood-Sorrel – Joy

Whortleberry – Treachery

Yarrow- Healing

Yew – Sadness

Zinnia - Thoughts of absent friends

Zinnia (Magenta) - Lasting Affection

Zinnia (White) - Goodness

#Hattersflowers #writing challenge #follower celebration #Flowers #excitment #Holy crap

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ailuronymy · 7 years

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Brown Prefix Links

Acorn Adder Alder Ant Argus Barley Bat Beech Beetle Bittern Boulder Bramble Brambling Briar Brown Buzzard Carp Cedar Chub Curlew Cypress Dark Deer Dipper Duck Dunnock Dusk Dust Eagle Eel Elder Elm Fallow Fawn Frog Goose Grouse Gudgeon Hare Harrier Hazel Honey Ivy Jay Kestrel Lamprey Larch Lark Limpet Linnet Lizard Loach Marten Mink Minnow Mosquito Moth Mouse Mud Muntjac Nightingale Oak Oat Otter Owl Partridge Pebble Pheasant Pipit Pike Quail Rabbit Rail Rat Reed Robin Rock Rudd Rush Rye Sedge Shell Shrew Snail Snake Sparrow Spider Stone Swift Tawny Teasel Tiger Thrush Toad Trout Twite Vole Weasel Weevil Whimbrel Whinchat Wren Yew

note - hi grey! hope you’re keeping well!

to the anon who asked about helping to fix the links, thanks for the offer to pitch in! but the way i’ve been doing these is by saving the lists in my drafts and adding a few links whenever i get a chance, so the lists are all already started.

also, would you believe when i searching for tagged/rudd i put in ragged/ruddles instead, whoops.

Grey’s notes: Hello there! I am doing very well and I hope you are too. I can’t thank you enough for what you’re doing! It’s an enormous help to me, and everyone who uses this blog as a resource for naming.

#submission

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fallenclan · 8 months

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Wait you said Otterslip was exiled on moon 137, right? That means he got to meet his grandkits before he was exiled

-Yew and Ivy anon

indeed he did,,, let's hope none of them go down his path

#(sweats and looks nervously at fernkit. who is now an apprentice. and has the ambitious trait)#fallenasks #yew and ivy anon

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fallenclan · 8 months

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YES I SHALL CURSE YOU WITH MORE IDEAS

Ivybounce finds out about the murder though Yewberry.

When Yewberry returns to camp, frightened and smelling of death, he gets swarmed by multiple cats, all of them asking questions on where he’d been and why he smelled the way he did, but Ivybounce manages to pull him away to a quiet corner of camp, letting him press against her side like his life depended on it. Ivybounce didn’t need him to say anything to know that he had found something he didn’t like. The scent of death and fresh mud that clung to his pelt hung in the air heavily. It told her exactly where he had been. He had found Stormsight. Or at least his body. Yewberry pressed his face into her fur and uttered a single phrase. “I think dad killed Stormsight.”

-Yew and Ivy Anon >:)

HEAD IN HANDS...... THE FUCKING AGONY

#i have so many feelings abt yew and ivy #ive always loved them but i just love them more now. oaughgg #yew and ivy anon

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fallenclan · 6 months

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I think tumblr has been eating my asks Tried to send a fic but I don’t think it went through and now I gotta rewrite it again since I didn’t save it on a doc ;-; -Yew and Ivy anon

AUGH. falls on the ground in despair. tumblr is definitely eating asks more often now bc ive had a lot of people say this now

#fallenasks #yew and ivy anon #for the record (and this is for everyone not just you anon) its totally fine if you want to resend your asks if you think tumblr ate them #but please. only resend them like. once #i get so many asks a day i simply Cannot answer them all so i do have to just not answer some of them and that may be why they went unanswe #ed #ill ALWAYS respond to fics and art tho #so if you sent in that and i didnt respond after like 2 days. tumblr either ate it or i somehow missed it

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fallenclan · 5 months

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An Otter's Song

a fucking FANTASTIC poem by dice anon!!! he submitted it and asked for it to be posted, so he could stay on anon, so I will put it under the cut :) it's SO fucking good holy shit

An Otter's Song

He wasn’t known for his knowledge, ever.

A kitten, adopted by

Scorching skies and stinging nettles,

was known.

He was perceived

And seen.

He existed.

Ivy leaves curled around his chest once

Suspicion making his eyes water.

Flashes of lanky reeds drifting in the breeze

And ivy leaves snaking through his bones.

The scorching skies and nettles protected.

The kitten, happy

Began his journey.

A crow’s feather in his paw

A grin on his face

And those eyes.

Yellow, gleaming white and blue in the sun.

The scorching skies once remarked it was akin to the light

Of the brightest fire in the sky

Glimmering across a frozen landscape

The sky cracks momentarily

And tears fall.

Nettlestem’s eyes, wide with fear.

Dog bites, huge and deep, cover her body.

The kitten, aged enough to grieve right, weeps.

His mama has passed

And it’s the first time he’s seen his mother cry.

Otterpaw wasn’t known for knowledge, ever.

He was seen as a playful cat

but one laced with a deep-cutting sadness.

He was perceived and seen.

He didn’t think he could exist like he had before

But he’d survive.

Not live, but survive.

Maple leaves covered his pelt

And the sun freckled the ground where he trained.

Training upon the cliff sides of the peak

He almost slips.

He gazes behind him and sees it for the first time

Practically stalagmites, the stones rise upward as if

To touch the stars

The distraction gives Maplethorn

A chance to dodge the next strike

Otterpaw almost falls, unbalanced.

Maple leaves push him back up from the cliff sides

And save him from those unforgiving spires.

A golden lion stands atop a stone

And gazes down upon him.

He is perceived in this moment

But not understood.

Otterslip.

He runs quickly, and was named for that.

But all he can think of are those rocks

That spiral up and down.

That pierces his dreams

And makes them bleed.

He runs and runs and runs and runs and–

An eagle’s call stabs into his heart.

The sun almost blinds him

And he practically falters.

He rips and rends into its flesh and feathers

And it falls.

The sky rushes around him as

He panics to get to his paws.

It feels horrible and the wind

Seems to be punishing him.

The sun blinds him.

The scorching sky does nothing.

Waltzes past without real care.

Blood stains Scorchstar’s mind.

Her scream is still echoing in her ears.

Reverberating and curling around her mind.

She cannot and will not

Forget it.

Otterslip was a fast cat, able to scale the cliff sides,

Quietly,

Quickly,

And efficiently.

He had to.

It could be a life or death moment.

Something snaps as hail beats down on him

And he lets it.

The scorching skies have

Stopped giving him warmth.

In her final gasping moments

She confesses to her son.

She killed the sun and snuffed it’s flames

And she made sure nobody knew.

He watches her, expression blank.

There was time to get help,

But Scorchstar refused it to make things right

With the stars.

She will remain among them in death

And he will not.

He snakes among the grasslands, claws out.

He needs to be angry

And to let it all out.

He hunts for a cat to hurt, and finds none.

Although, he does find three kittens

And they are hidden with plants.

Grass sways in the breeze, thick with dewdrops.

Yew berries dip low, heavy with their own weight.

Ivy, like before, winds upward.

It is not within his bones. It never will be.

He was perceived and seen.

He existed.

And he will make sure he is known.

A storm rumbles high above.

Whispers curling around his ears.

The wind rushes around him

Like before,

But now it is tainted with hostility.

Eyes blink open around him.

He is witnessed

And he is monstrous.

A dog’s snapping jaws, foam dripping red around it’s

Slobbering jaws.

Grasses torn up

Roots dislodged and ravaged.

Ivy leaves curling around

Weeping and crying.

Yew berries

Dripping with dewdrops and tears.

A dog has ruined his life.

The wounds of Nettlestem are seared into his eyes.

The gasping breaths of Scorchstar are whistling in his ears.

The scent of that crimson blood of Grassroot in his nose.

He lashes out, and the cliffsides rise up to greet him.

The storm rumbles, but ceases.

It’s screech echoes around the stones

It’s eyes stare as the sickening

CRACK

Echoes around the land.

He tastes iron on his tongue.

The storm has ceased.

Like his mother before him had snuffed out

The sun.

He runs.

He was named for his speed.

He stumbles.

Slipping on his past.

His eyes, once honored for their beauty

Are bloodshot as he yowls out.

The golden lion watches, horrified.

Like before

Otterslip is witnessed.

He is seen.

He will never be understood.

His flesh, destined to be meat and bone

And nothing else.

Otters are predators after all.

They must be dealt with.

The lion roars

And he runs.

He feels the thick light of the sun on his back

And he cannot tell if it is the damnation of Sunwish

Or the regret of his mother.

It doesn’t last long though.

Rain begins to beat down, thick and heavy.

Bulging with regret and woven with the scent of smog.

And those eyes.

Yellow, gleaming white and blue in the sun.

The scorching skies once remarked it was akin to the light

Of the brightest fire in the sky

Glimmering across a frozen landscape.

The fire is gone

Smoldering.

There are dancing colors in his vision.

Bismuth in nature and reflecting off each other.

He cannot remember where he is.

Blood stains his paw.

He shifts it, and pain fires up through his leg.

His leg aches.

The stones around him are gleaming with

That shimmering crimson.

That crimson that stains every moment of his life.

He looks back on his memories, operose.

Viscera and gristle stain his mind

And he feels guilt.

He does not know if he should.

The sanguineous nature of the clans

Stain his judgment, clouding it.

He is blind

And he is exactly what StarClan wants in a victim.

He stands before the stars.

Their judging gaze pierces him.

He is witnessed.

He is truly seen.

Every aspect of his life, examined.

Every action, weighed and debated upon.

The scorching skies say nothing.

The stinging nettles accuse her son of those crimes.

He will not get a chance to defend himself.

The stars will never understand him

And he will not try to get them to.

He doesn't understand himself.

All he knew is that there was a storm.

And that it beat down and oppressed him

And its winds spread lies.

But it was gone.

It’s eyes and lies

Dead by his own paw.

He is witnessed.

The trees branches wind around him

Bark snapping and curving around his pelt.

He screams.

He thrashes.

He cannot escape.

He speaks to another cat, one last time.

“I’m sorry! I’ll do anything, please!”

Stormsight watches, guilt clear in his eyes.

Otterslip screams.

Sinewy strength beats back at the branches.

“Let me see my daughter! I want to say goodbye!”

Grassroot does not appear.

Otterslip, lachrymose to a pathetic extreme

Wails for his life.

“Let me try to be better!”

The branches tug at his pelt.

“I’ll do good!”

Thorns stab into his brown pelt.

“This is not mercy!”

He screeches and sobs.

“This is DESECRATION!”

He roars.

The trees claim him.

His fatal wounds bleed

With a thick dark fluid.

It is practically oozing from his pelt

And from his open flesh.

There will be no storms here.

There will never be any sun

And no plants will sprout.

The ivy leaves that once woven around his bones have died.

The stinging nettles in his fur have shriveled.

The scorching sky has ceased its warmth.

The grasses, unrooted before, are gone.

The yew berries have rotten.

The ivy around his paws has crumbled.

He walks onward.

The red forest follows.

Its silence is oppressive.

A crow’s call makes his ears perk.

He looks up

And a new sight is before him.

A hazy image of the sky

And unfamiliar cats.

He turns away, lashing his tail at it.

He feels some of his feathers slip from his tail

And he turns to pick them up.

The image is gone, and so have the feathers.

Realization slams into him.

He is dead

But he still has power among the living.

And he will have to use it

To live again.

He was once witnessed

And he will inflict that pain upon another.

i wrote a snippet of this as propaganda for the favorite cat poll but then realized that it was actually turning out okay, so i finished it :3

#fallenasks #dice anon #fallenfic #THIS IS SO GOOD AUGHHH #'otters are predators after all' im biting

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