#/ or southerners with family that aint WITH it.

[moonspower]

remember those writing guides ud see.......... i feel like writing one on the southern region cuz im tired of seeing ppl have southern muses and chalking it up to them saying Y'ALL and nothing else when down here we're very diverse. some parts, very small parts, have decoration day. which is kind of akin to japans obon where we decorate graves and have picnics and play games in said graveyard. eat poke sallet from poke weed which can kill u if not cooked properly. appalachian culture, etc etcetc. so many influences from french to irish even german. and african and indigenous.

also y'all is sooo expansive.... y'all'd've don died had you swam deeper in that lake.... y'all'd'nt had any damn luck in the lottery.... y'all'a been late for lunch had you come in 10 minutes later.... y'all'n gon and fucked up the plumbing, thanks.

[yugiheritageposts]

this is accurate but one thing.........if you are lucky the meat dudes just show up at your door like,

heeyyyyy, heard you have company~!

................ARE YOU INCH-RESTED IN THIS FINE BRISKET?

and it is like, "yeah, actually, but how did you find my house?".

[xx0acidicorchid0xx]

some notes on wolverines (mustelidae) and Logan

cause new hyperfixation (its been goin on since a few weeks ago). gonna preface this by saying i have only seen the first x-men movie, and whatever else i found on tiktok n tumblr through my hyperfixation hoarding, so if anything is wrong or actually canon (or not canon) I'm sorry

notes under cut:

wolverines, while technically weasels, theyre the largest terrestrial weasel, and can weigh 26-50lbs.

Logan, is 5'3, but weighs at least 300lbs due to the admantium skeleton (195lbs without, meaning this small furry smelly man is just pure bulk)

wolverines are muscular n stocky and have thick fur (also waterproof n oily to prevent frost n such in them harsh canadian forests), are native to canada but can be found in similar environments, and are described as lil balls of violence and are extremely territorial around their food, family, and themselves (only out of necessity in order to survive the winter wastelands they live in). they also lack social skills and pack behavior like wolves

Logan, hairy beefy man, born in canada, described as an asshole, is violent n aggressive, but also severely traumatized. now with the fur, wolverines are nicknamed skunkcats because of how much they reek (they also mark whatever carcass they stole or found so nothing else can take it from em or where they buried it). if Logan (who canonically reeks) has waterproof n oily fur, it must be real difficult getting him to shower (not to mention he doesnt like getting wet) and also the water will not be able to get to his fucking skin because hes built to survive canadian woods.

wolverines are also commonly found in trees, as they use the height to locate prey and eventually pounce onto said prey

from some of the panel screenshots ive seen, Logan isnt unfamiliar with climbing onto trees

wolverines have been known to take on animals 3x their size, such as fuckin Moose, polar bears, elk n caribou, etc etc (only difference here between the mustelid and Logan is that there is no known attack on a human by a wolverine).

while wolverines have semi-retractable claws, Logan's claws are fully retractable. they (both the animal and Logan) have huge paws/hands, for the animal, its to prevent sinking into the snow

along with the thick waterproof fur and stocky build, theyre latin name gulo basically means glutton, so they have to eat a fuck load in order to maintain their body temp (usually they just eat their weight or very frequent small meals, but larger stuff is common), also theyre carnivorous but will eat anything they can find or kill, usually carcasses from avalanches n such, aka opportunity eaters

i have heard that Logan eats a shit ton, especially meat, but only large meals when alone, and small meals more frequently at the mansion. with the body heat thing, it must be super hard for him post-adamantium to keep his body temp at a normal range without literally sitting in the sun all day.

despite the aggressiveness they develop in the wild, when domesticated (which ive heard/read is super easy than you would think), they become very attached to one person, who usually is the trusted handler. they exhibit very cat-like behaviors, except wolverines actually like being picked up and wearing harnesses, they also like pets (but again, the trusted handler thing). they can become calm when hearing a high pitched obnoxious voice, and can go into a kind of trance when their gums are rubbed.

not sure about the cat behaviors n harnesses n other shit for Logan, but with the voice thing: Wade. thats all i really need to say about that

wolverines are naturally polygamous, but do come back to the female every so often to help raise the kits. theres a video of a wolverine male leaving out a moose leg near a female's den so she can have something for the kits to eat

this man gets passed around the x-men mansion like coleslaw at a southern get together dinner, aint no way hes monogamous. he does worry about the women he basically adopted and raised (rogue, laura, jubilee i think, yukio?,, i cant name any others but theres several)

wolverines also have the ability to smell a frozen carcass from over a mile away (and lemme tell ya, unless you have an excellent sense of smell, frozen anything doesnt have a smell except sharp)

this man can canonically smell emotions, and be able to tell the difference between Mystique and Storm just from smell Alone.

wolverines are very vocal, usually this kinda snarl/snort/growl/mumbling/chuff sound

not sure about comic Wolvie, but Hugh Jackman (and Logan, obviously) does snort n growl n roar n other shit like that

wolverines' mating rituals often include fighting multiple times, and mate Only after the female is confident in the male's fighting (males who return several times are more likely to mate than males who only fight once or twice) and that the female doesnt submit too easily. this is so the female and male can ensure the produced kits are strong enough to survive

self explanatory, minus the producing kits (that i know of)

also fun lil fact, wolverines' back molars are rotated at a 90 degree angle, so they can gnaw through bone easier (supposedly this is a common trait for mustelids)

not sure about sideways molars, but Logan does canonically have longer, more animalistic canines

most of my notes and how i worded some stuff is taken from wolverine expert Steve Kroschel, and tumblr user @/icarusredwings, as they have Amazing notes and headcanons on wolverines and Logan

[desswright29]

BACK THAT AZZ UP!!

A/n: A short story

You and Shuri sit in your shared bedroom, relaxing from a long trip. You all had just gotten in from a trip to Florida, where she finally met your family. To your surprise it went perfectly well. Great even! She mingled with your family perfectly. Asking questions, laughing, drinking, talking, and dancing. They loved her especially her swag. The girl cousins were swooning, and the boy cousins were impressed. She kept disappearing with the guys on occasion and spent most of the trip hanging out with them, which you found enduring. That is until today.

    Shuri sat body leaned back against the headboard, one leg straight the other bent casually with one hand resting behind her head. She was on her American phone with head phones on, scrolling through tik tok as you did the same. She looked good af (as usual) with her hair braided back, dark green silk pajamas on, the top completely unbuttoned showing her matching lace bralette and waist beads that held her strap. She continuously giggled at her phone, causing you to keep stealing glances loving the sound of her laugh and also the way her abs would contract with each laugh. She looks up at you and tucks her bottom lip between her teeth, her eyes lowered and she reached over slightly gripping your forearm. “Babyyy” She says voice low and seductive. “Hmm?” You say staring at your beautiful woman’s body in a trance. 

“I want some coochie” she says in her best southern accent. Your eyes snap up from her abs to her eyes as your mouth falls open in confusion. “You what?” 

“I want some coochie. Ain’t das how y’all say it in the souf.” She kept up with the southern accent that if it hadn’t been for her heavy African accent, might’ve been spot on. “Girl! What the fuck is going on?” You say stifling laughter. She smiles, lifting one of her brows. “You aint gon’ give me no coochie shawty? I know you want to. I seen you looking.” 

“Please stop!” you say finally breaking into laughter. She keeps up her act, standing on the bed looking down at you sedcuctively “Nah, I know how to make that pussy wet bae, imma dance fuh ya.”  

“What is happening! I gotta be in the twilight zone.”  You shake your head.

“Griot! Play “Back that Azz Up”  by Juvenille” 

“I just know she’s not.” The beat began to play and you had the biggest grin on your face as  Shuri moved to stand over top of you. She rocked from side to side. Her right hand coming up to the left side of her chest as she beat the rhythm into it. “You ready for this baby?” At this point you’re excited, so you yell “Give it to me baby!” As the beat drops, Shuri crosses her arm across her body pretending to grab ass as she thrust her hips to the beat over top of you.  

Girl you working with some ass yea you bad yea.

You bad yea.

“They said this is how to catch the ass when you throw it back at me.” You scream at the top of your lungs laughing. Tears welling up in your eyes. “OMG! Shuri I can’t breathe!” As funny as it was, Shuri was sexy af. You were tickled and turned on as she continued to give you Magic Mike realness. You hyped her up as you screamed the lyrics underneath her, and the hook began.

Girl you looks good 

Wont you back that Azz up

“YOU’S A FINE MUTHA FUCKA!” You say with your chest pointing at Shuri with two fingers. Shuri took her hands and flapped the fabric of her opened silk shirt behind her as she rolled her hips down in squat and began to pop her ass and rock side to side at the same time. 

“Call me BIG DADDY! When you back that Azz up” She sang along with the song. 

Shuri danced her ass off for you singing her favorite parts of the lyrics to you.

“You can do a trick yea on the dick yea”

“Them titties sittin’ right yea, I wanna bite yea. I could fuck you right yea, all night yea. Wanna bring it to my house yea, on the couch yea, knock the pussy out yea, get ‘em out yea!” She screamed! 

“Hand me the water babe!” She tells you and you reach to the night stand and get the bottle of water to hand to her. She takes it and begans to slowly pour it over her chest making it drip down her body as she did a body roll rubbing it in. You squeal in delight! Cheering your girlfriend on. 

As the song ended she collapsed on top of you as both of you went into a fit of laughter!

“These mutha fuckas don’ contaminated my baby! I knew better than to let you hang with them. They took you to a strip club didnt they!”You laugh. 

“Yes my love, but they didn’t have anything on you though sthandwa!”

“Oh I know that!” You bite your lip as she lay on your chest. “That shit was sexy though baby.” She looked up at you mirroring your expression. “Yea?” She says. “ Hell yea! Accent and all!” You lower your eyes. “You still want that coochie?” She smiles and sits up on her knees with a quickness. She grabs both of your legs and yanks pulling you down and then hovers over you. 

“I’m finna beat dat lil pussy up” she whispers. 

“Fuck me big daddy” you moan.

And that she did. 

A/n: Should I write the sex scene?

[helloturtlebutter]

mostly just didn't know midwesterners said yall tbh, at least not like michigan, minnesota, wisconsin (settings of said fandom). Ofc Kansas, Missouri, etc would say yall absolutely. Love their versions actually. But the northern midwest up their next to canada? I just can't imagine them saying yall but I'd love to know if they do!

every time I'm reading a fanfic and a character in the USA picks up a torch, I know what they mean but also I have a minor moment of crisis because all I can imagine is

[jamsofdeath0]

Im really enjoying the scanlation of "the summer hikaru died" specifically cause thats a mother fucker who gets an american southern dialect. To often translaters remove dialect instead of adapting em.

"maybe it aint never was so black an white" <- horribly improper grammer. Exactly how my whole family speaks.

[bitchysouljellyfish]

“El día que me quieras”

Rodolfo Parra/Reader

Inspired by this and the incredible writings of @yeyinde because God their writings are to die for! Title is inspired by the song of the same name by Carlos Gardel! The indented writing is done by yeyinde!

Enjoy!

The ocean is a distant roar beyond the sprawling green cut into the fells. The scent of heliotrope and sun-ripened tomatoes is heavy in the balmy air that pulses around you like a heartbeat.

Your finger taps the porcelain mug on the patio table, eyes soaking in the crystalline shore in the distance, basking in the sun. The warmth. The door slides open. Music from inside drifts out. Los Cojolites. He has a fondness for son jarocho. You can smell the sweet mole he's cooking waft through.

He comes up behind you, hands on your shoulders, thumbs rubbing circles on your bare skin. You lean back, head pressed to his tummy as you squint up at him. He's bathed in ochre from the sun: a halo around him that bleeds into your retinas until all you see his the shape of him. Your pulse quickens.

He smiles down at you, lunar white. Love in shades of vermillion leak from the curve of his mouth.

"Want some company, cariño?"

As if you'd ever say no.

Alejandro introduced you to him.

You were the medic, part of the Task Force 141 that had came to Las Almas to assist with El Sin Nombre. You were dwarfed by the other two men who accompanied you, El Fantasma and Soap who had you tucked into the middle of them, protecting you from harm as you protected them from the Reaper.

"This is Seargeant Major Rudolfo Parra, my right hand man. Ghost, Soap, and Bog." He points to you last, and you give him a smile and a nod and he feels the sun on his face like never before. You were radiant, the stress and trauma gracing your eyes but it didn't stop the rays of hope that shined through them. He almost didn't notice the strange call sign.

"Tengo miedo de los fantasmas." He attempted to joke but got nothing but a flat stare in return. "And...Bog?"

You sighed in exasperation, Soap chuckling and slapping his knee in glee. "Feel free to call me Doc instead, Sergeant Major. Soap is terrible with call signs." And that is where it ended, the conversation going serious as he drove through the streets of his home with the gradual realization that eyes were on him, but they were not vicious.

The name Bog stuck much more easily than Doc, to your dismay he could tell, but he had to admit. It fit you. You bounced back from injuries and stressful situations like the soft ground you were named after, yet you could spew acid at those deserving.

"You be safe huh, Darlin'? Can't be too careful with our good ol'doc." Graves's southern drawl cuts through the comms.

You sighed, irritation and anger apparent in your voice. "It's Doctor or Captain, Commander Graves. I give you respect you give me respect."

"What about Bog?"

"Friends can call me Bog."

"We aint-"

"No."

Soap snickered through the ear piece, Ghost telling them to stay focused before the comms went silent again. You were waiting at headquarters with Rudy and the other members of his unit on standby in case there was any medical emergencies while the others went through the cartel compound.

"Doctor?" He asked, because you certainly didn't look old enough to have one.

You turned with wide eyes, doe like he recalled, before smiling and showing your ID card. "Got it while I was enlisted, then I went to Officer Candidate School and the rest is history."

"Your family must be proud, as should your team to have such capable hands with them." He turned his chair so he was resting his arms on the back, one eye and ear out on the cameras.

"Gaz thinks differently, says I'm a torturer with a needle but that's just because he's afraid of them." Then you put a finger to your lips and pursed them, winking at him so slyly that it made his heart leap into his throat. "But I'm not supposed to tell anyone that."

He laughed, resting his head on his hand and tried to keep the admiration out of his eyes. "You have my word, bonita, I won't tell a soul."

You and him spoke like that for ages, only breaking when the on ground team needed something. Your chairs were significantly closer together than when you had started.

He had become so smitten with you in the small time he had known you that when they were relieved of duty he didn't want to end the conversation. He walked you back to a room just for you, female soldiers weren't common in Mexican Special Forces, talking low and walking slow as to prolong his time with you. You had told him about your home in America, somewhere cold that got snow every once in a while and he had watched as you spoke animated about what you would do with your family.

"What about you Rudy? Any experience with snow?"

"Enough to know I am not built for it," he laughed, "No, my home is by the coast, with plenty of warmth for the rest of my days."

"Oh a beach man huh? Am I gonna get the chance to see you in a speedo?" You smirked at him, stopping at your door and peering up at him through your lashes.

"I am Mexican, Bonita, not European, but..." all of the confidence he had managed to keep throughout the night melted away suddenly. Shaking hands reached for your fingers, just enough for them to curl around your knuckles and you held them twice as tightly. "I could take you, some day, when this has calmed down. You would like it. I will make you so much food and drinks you would not know what to do with it all."

You stepped forward and kissed his cheek, feather light and petal soft but it was enough to knock him off his feet. "Its a date. Good night Rudy."

"Buenos noches, bonita."

He had watched you, passing glances through the time you spent with Los Vaqueros and became entranced. You were intelligent, witty, funny, beautiful, and strong, you had to be to carry wounded from the field but it did nothing to rough up the hands you had touched him so delicately with.

Yet those hands, oh those hands, were sculpted by angels he was sure.

You had patched him up after Hassan Zyani left him for dead and Alejandro, his brother in all but blood, saved him from the building, blood running down his head and barely able to walk he was so dazed. He remembered you laying him down, cold water on his face and you soft eyes and gentle hands on his skin and he thought it was heaven. You barked orders to get medical supplies, but made your voice soft and warm when you spoke to him. He noticed then that you always did that, when it was just the two of you or when the attention was away, you spoke to him as if he something soft and gentle to and by God he was.

He was clay in your hands, clay to be molded and shaped to fit into your shape so that your radiance could heat him and bring him back to life so that he may support you and hold you and keep you safe.

"I think a new call sign is in order, hermosa." He whispered, numb to the pain in his head as he raised a hand to hold your face.

"Shh, Rudy, hold still. I'm almost done." You caught his hand, squeezing it tightly as you wrapped the bandages around his head.

"I think Angel is much more fitting. Eres un ángel, esos suaves toques solo podrían pertenecer a una." You smiled and finished the bandages, looking down at him with fondness as you held his hand to your chest.

"I think you have a concussion."

"Perhaps," he shrugged and used his other hand to grasp your cheek. "Or perhaps I have died and the angels had no other choice but to use your face, although I hope that is not the case. I still have to take you to the coast." He struggled to keep his eyes open as the pain medication you gave him started to take effect.

Rodolfo felt something then, firmer but still soft as roses on his lips. "You better." He heard you say, another gentle touch on his forehead that he couldn't recognize before slipping unconscious.

The next time he would kiss you would be just before you left, Valeria in custody and the plane that would cart you away from him waiting behind you. You take his hand and press an envelope into it. "I'm a romantic." You explained, "Write to me?"

He cradled your face and pulled you close, kissing your lips with as much gusto and adoration he could fit into it before he could lose his nerve. The feeling of your arms wrapped around his neck would soon become a favorite of his.

"I will." One more kiss to your lips and you were away.

It would be another six months before he could hold you in his arms again, swinging you around once you came off the airport terminal and committing the sound of your laugh to memory. He wasted no time in taking you to his villa, one hand on your thigh as he drove and you resting against his arm.

And soon the ocean is a distant roar, muffled by the sounds of his Los Cojolites and the sizzling of breakfast he was cooking. The scent of heliotrope and sun-rippened tomatoes is heavy in the balmy air that pulses in time with his heart. His shirt open and revealing the marks you had given him the night before and that morning and he sees you, sitting on the veranda with a cup of coffee and tour own marks on display. Rodolfo smiles and walks out, settling behind you with a hand on your shoulder and another under your chin as he looks at you with nothing but love.

"Want some company, cariño?"

And he knows you could never say no.

[knivxsanddespair]

Day 5 - Noir

@roguegambitweek

It didn't take long for the hard-boiled southern detective, the best in mississippi and in town, Anna Marie to clue in what has happened. The crime scene was never a clear cut road at times. Friends and foes are never staying, always changing.

"Remy."

The figure turned around, his long coat danced to the wind's whim. "Mon petit chou-fluer. What brings you to New Orleans?"

"Shut it, Remy Lebeau." The country girl is in no mood for games. "Ah only need to hear some things from you."

"First you tell Remy to shut up, then it's time to talk? Mon Cheri, you drive a confusin bargain dere, no?"

"Y-Ya'll know what ah mean!" Anna spoke. "Ah just need answers. About the pile of bodies in the bayou."

Remy scratched his head, sighing. "A skirmish between the Theives and the Assasins. No spoilers on how that turned out, cher."

"Aaand, ya'll not in it? You are one of them Theives, are you not? A man of your word and honor?"

"Not anymore chere. Ah gave my honor to them because at first it be protectin our own, now it's been one killfest after the other. Gave my life and my honor, my years for something i thought was family."

"Ya'll opened your eyes now?" She blinked.

The Cajun smiled. "Hit a dead end in Remy's life. Remy had to change one way or the other, or else Remy gon end up like them."

The detective just grinned. "Ya'll aint as stupid as ya'll act."

"Life never is kind to the weak and to the fools."

"And what are you?"

Remy thinks about it. "A fool who survived, a fool who's learning, a fool who jus had his heart stolen. By a detective, no less. Remy's been a fool all his life, fooling others just go get some grub. But, Remy thinks you saw more than what ah let on, cher."

"Believe me. Ya'll aint slick, yer silver tounged devil."

"Has Remy Lebeau tempted Anna Marie at least?"

"He has. So shut your face and kiss me, Pretty cajun boy. Ah ain't letting you be alone. Not on mah watch."

[mythicalcowboyatheart]

SAVAGES

Warnings: smut that it basically

An: @alleennnnn the war is over I finally wrote a Johnny fic! Smut below the cut!

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You were relevantly new to the small Texan town of Newt, you lived all alone in a small house the only other house closest was a farmhouse near the old slaughter house. All you knew about said farmhouse is your boss Drayton lives there with his family. Working at the gas station wasn't all that bad, not a lot of people came by, and if people did come by they usually were lost and or had car problems. Drayton was always so happy to help those folk, he would usualy have his nephew Johnny drive them somewhere you weren't quite sure ware they went but they never came back, and usually there would also be a fresh pot of chili to serve at the small gas station.

Johnny always peaked your interest for some reason, maybe it was his pretty face or maybe it was the way just his signature smirk could get you to blush.

Today at the store you noticed the lack of Drayton, you called out for him no answer, until you heard a deep southern voice come from the brake room. "He aint here, old man came down with a cold so I'm filling in for him." "Oh is he okay?" "He'll be fine," Johnny chuckled as he moved to the counter up front "he ain't that old yet." He chuckled again. You laugh "I know that but just checking to see if he was okay, anyway he say what he wants us to do today?" "Nah, jus wanted me to make sure you don't burn the place down." He smirks, "ha ha very funny!" You roll your eyes "well until a customer comes in imma go through some magazines." You say taking a seat in  the chair behind the counter. "Well while you do that imma go work on my truck" Johnny says walking out the front door.

Time skip broght to you by Johnnys assˏˋ°•*⁀➷

It had been bout an hour or two since Johnny and you had split off to do your own things. You had read through your magazine about ten times already. You let out a sigh as you got up from your seat and peaked out the window to see what Johnny was doing. You saw Johnny shirtless leaning over the front of his truck messing with something under the hood. You stare for maybe a moment too long as you notice Johnny starring back at you through the store window. You freeze knowing you've been caught checking him out. Johnny smirks putting the hood of the truck back down and taking his gloves walking back towards the gas station never once brakeing eye contact. 'oh fuck' you thought moving quickly back to your original spot. It didn't take Johnny long to get back to the station, when he re entered you looked at you. He come to the front of the counter and leaned against it starring straight at you the entire time. "Was you just checking me out doll?" You swallow the lump in your throat. "No I wasn't" Johnny's smirk some how gets bigger. "Well darlin I think the Texas heat is finally getting to ya cuz I know you was starring." Johnny let's out a chuckle. You look at the ground knowing you'd been caught. "There isn't no harm in starring doll." Johnny now says standing behind the counter now a foot away from you. "I like it when you stare." Johnny says leaning closer and whispering in your ear "how bout you show me what your pretty little mouth can do." You look up at him and see his face looks completely serious. "Come on doll we ain't got all day."

 Johnny says starting to unbuckle his belt and unbuttoning his jeans. You get the hint and kneel in front of him. He pulls his boxers down just enough to pull his already hard cock out. You look up at him again and he gives you a nod. You take him in your hand first pumping him afew times before teasing his tip with your tongue swirling it around his red head. You hear Johnny let out a groan as you take him deeper in your mouth, when you have all of his cock in your mouth you begin moving your head up and down. "Fuck" he groans grabbing a fist full of your hair pulling your mouth further on his cock causing you to gag. He pulls you back and pulling you back towrd him the more you gag the faster he fucks your face. You have tears and spit running down your face by the time he cums and when he does cum he moans out your name as he  just adds to the fluids running down on your face. "Jesus darling look at you! Who knew you were such a cock slut?" Johnny laughs re doing his pants and exiting the store once again leaveing you on the floor covered in spit,tears, sweat and now Johnny's spend... And god did you love it!

[intheholler]

I just found this blog and I love it already, I've lived in these mountains up and down the coast most of my life, from the southern part, but I can rarely talk about it offline. I live far north now where we get so many tourists like halfbacks you talked about posts a few months ago boosting the ego of local classism. But I still love everywhere I've ever lived, here and farther west for all the good reasons you talk about too. Your blog shows my Appalachian feelings great <3

hey family <3 welcome in.

i def know the feeling of not believing you can openly share ur love of our hills out in the real world.

saying anything positive about appalachia to someone who dont get it and/or aint from here... it comes with a heavy weight you're forced to lug into the conversation, and it can be exhausting to defend your heart when you just wanna express your love.

so i'm glad you're here with us, and sooo glad you resonate with the content shared here. thanks for being here <33

[tmnt-obsessed-ace]

Its 10:45pm time to yap about ANOTHER au (because I cannot be stopped)

So remember that untitled atla x tmnt 2012 au I came up with thats inspired by A Tale Of Spirits?

Well...it has a title now :)

"Before The Summer's End." (Look A Tale Of Spirits is already a really good title but I can't USE it because its already claimed and I've been wanting to yap about this au for so long and couldn't come up with an idea so SUE ME)

So basic premise, the turtles (including my own tmnt 2012 versions of Venus and Jennika because they are my beloveds and its my au I can do whatever I want, plus those two are not in fics often) all get transported to the alta world and separated from each other. (Again like A Tale Of Spirits but that fic has rooted itself into my brain and this au isnt gonna be a carbon copy so its cool)

So key differences from A Tale Of Spirits

Its tmnt 2012 (my beloveds) post season 4 (the turtles are all 20)

It includes Venus and Jennika

It begins at the end of season 1 episode 3 "The Southern Air Temple" unlike A Tale Of Spirits which starts at the beginning of season 2

So already pretty different

And for once Leo ISNT gonna be the main victim of my angst hammer. Its gonna be DONNIE (I have plans for him >:3)

So who exactly ends up with who?

Venus will be the first turtle introduced, landing in the Southern Air Temple and will meet Aang, Katara and Sokka straight away (Venus and Jennika will definitely get the most screentime since I am basically inserting characters that were never in tmnt 2012 and making them fit in with my favorite turtles because the two girlies definitely SHOULD'VE been there Im just saying)

Jennika will land on Kyoshi Island and will join the Gaang soon after they meet. (Girlie gonna have a field day)

Leo meanwhile will land in the ocean close to Prince Zuko's ship, close enough to warrant investigation. (Ok I know that Raph, Jennika, maybe even Mikey would've been better fits for Zuko but I didnt want to take the obvious route plus Zuko becomes "The Blue Spirit" wielding twin swords and later on calls himself "Lee" the joke was right there and I had to take it)

Raph lands in an Earth Kingdom town, very close to the estate of the Beifong family. (Yeah I loved the Raph Toph dynamic in A Tale Of Spirits, bite me)

Donnie ends up in the Northern Air Temple (he aint gonna STAY there because...I have plans for him. He's gonna learn the lesson Leo has already learned. Being the author's favorite is NOT a good thing :3. Donnie's gonna go through it that's all I'll say)

And Mikey is gonna land right in front of Princess Azula, in the heart of Fire Nation territory. (Purely because I am very tired of Mikey being treated as a "fragile weak innocent baby" by fanon. NO MIKEY CAN BE JUST AS DANGEROUS AS AZULA. Especially if he gets angry)

Its gonna be very fun, especially on multiple occasions that the kids need adult the turtles will realize that THEY are the adults

Hehehehe

("We need an adult...I am the adult")

Almost forgot to post the age order of the turtles oh my god I am tired

Ok so the age order from oldest to youngest is

Leo, Raph, Venus, Donnie, Jennika, Mikey

[superdummymags]

I'm gonna hit you with that 31, 21, 12, and 11.

31) thaaat's a tough oneee. i'm gonna say mt terajuma though? i love the vibes.

21) honestly! either Nimpossible Predicament or A Teila Fire and Ice. new terajuma is just really good i like it a lot

12) matthew changes the way his beard looks every once in a while just to make an 'inconsistency' joke to eizen

11) ( more under the cut because you just opened the floodgates sparkie )

so let's give a quick overview of all of them! let's start with the classic

Hephae Canestus! She's a mechanic at Xen with unhealthy loyalty issues. She likes to stare at people a lot, and she's got a fairly thick southern accent. She comes from Unova and got her love for automechanics from her father.

King Caliburn! He's a grunt in Bladestar who has a hyperfixation on crustaceans. His entire team is crustacean Pokemon, and he aspires to become a veterinarian for aquatic Pokemon- but he also can't stand the way GDC is run, so he's going to help put a stop to that first.

Lusca! King's best friend and boss. A Bladestar Admin who uses mollusk Pokemon, they were the reason King got into Bladestar in the first place. He's also studying to become a veterinarian.

Queen Caliburn! King's sister. A teacher at Axis High, she has no clue what's happened to her brother. She knows he's in Bladestar, but him telling her that went worse than poorly, so now they're out of contact- after the events at the ball, she's worried he died.

Eleanor! She's a "Destroyer of Aevium" - aka the people under Vitus who use wield eleki and drago. She's the owner of Regidrago! She's a very violent and angry person, having been raised to be an aggressive weapon by Vitus since she was a baby. She has a crush on Hazuki which unfortunately leads to her death in the Sanctuary.

Raiden! The other "Destroyer of Aevium", he wields Regieleki. He's the strong, silent type, and usually lets Eleanor speak for him. He's also Eleanor's impulse control- otherwise, these two would just be getting into constant fights. He can and will beat the shit out of you, though. He manages to live into the modern day, but he's no longer a Destroyer. He's busy traveling.

Nathaniel Goode! Not much to go over with him; he's basically Zeight's antivirus system while also being a virus himself. He also coincidentally looks like a Garufan programmer also named Nathan Goode. Why he does is unknown because trying to communicate with him is impossible ( he's too busy fixing the rendering engine )

whew okay breather time.

alright breather time over back to it-

Gale Suite! She's a part of a family of travelers that extend over the rebornverse for the fun of it- she lives in Aevium and helps one of her family members hunt down Zygarde Cells. We'll only go over one of the other Suites to keep things as brief as humanly possible...

Kim Suite! She's the eldest of the Suites and the scariest. She's got a perpetual smile and a shade always over her face- this is hiding the fact she's actually a 25% Zygarde. She's the one who gathers Cells- mostly Just In Case Something Happens. She tends to go between Reborn and Aevium.

Apho! Xen Mage who has a grudge against Hephae, for some reason. Regardless they're a very quiet person who also happens to be one of the creepiest people ever, constantly muttering about doing very violent things to people they don't like.

Ray and Yra! ( Yra's the one with the hat. ) Interceptor OCs based on the concept of making one different decision. Ray's paragon while Yra's renegade-- the turning point is the aftermath of Mt. Valor, where Yra decides to close herself off from everyone while Ray decides to help everyone get through it. Both are heavily committed to the Bit and tend to fail upwards in most battles.

aaand i think that's it! there might be a few i'm missing but theyyy probably dont have enough characterization for me to discuss or put here. sorry for the too long i aint reading all that post lmao

[mooifyourecows]

What food do y’all have in good ol’ ‘Mercia?

all of it

honestly though it depends on where you are. America is a big immigrant country, with people from all over the world bringing their authentic food with them. if you're in a big city with a big variety of people (Chicago, NYC, LA, etc), you can pretty much find ANY kind of cuisine possible. If youre touring around Chicago and suddenly think "MAN i could really go for some moi moi rn..." you're in luck! you can easily find a nigerian restaurant to meet your needs no problemo!

now if you're in a small, podunk one stoplight town, variety is a lot harder to find. You WILL almost always have Mexican food as an option though. Good mexican food too. made by actual mexicans. i've been to a lot of mexican restaurants here in America on account of it is my favorite and I've never encountered one owned or operated by non mexicans. other than like... fast food like taco bell and such. white people mexican restaurants don't last long because they have to compete with authentic deliciousness and that's just not possible (obviously this is just my personal experience and i have not been to EVERY town in america so i'm sure there are some exceptions)

Different parts of the country have different popular foods. In coastal states you'll find a lot of seafood, naturally. Maine is rollin in lobster (joke about lobster rolls), and you'll find several different types of BBQ, from Texas to Kansas City to Memphis to a backyard near you 🫵. Southern Soul Food is one of my faves, what with the jambalaya and the gumbo and the corn bread and mac and cheese and so on and so forth, deliciously 🤤 (i swear if i ever make it to New Orleans one of these days, i'm not going home without gaining at least 50lbs)

We have a big pizza culture here and you can find different pizza types all over the country. There's some debate about which pizza is the BEST pizza, mainly with Chicago deep dish and NYC style in a neverending battle of butting heads. (personally i'm just happy to get any pizza so i can't say who is better)

Then there's the stuff like Philly Cheese steak, the Reuben, pies (so many pies, but namely apple and pumpkin are the big ones), New England Clam Chowder, buckeyes, cheese curds, tex-mex, etc.

Diners are kinda the backbone of American eating, if you ask me, because you're destined to find diners everywhere. they're comforting, they're familiar, they have big menus, and they're within budget. Diners usually serve breakfast all day too, so you can swing in late in the evening (or even in the middle of the night) and order a big plate of chicken and waffles and a warm slice of apple pie à la mode any damn time you want!

I hear non americans are always baffled by biscuits and gravy, because it definitely doesn't LOOK appetizing but it's SO good. country gravy with a spicy sausage on fresh, flaky biscuits? Yall i'm gettin hungry just thinking about it. that was the meal i ate, hungover, after my 21st birthday, and i didn't regret a single bite mmMMm

i also hear that non americans don't eat peanut butter and jelly sandwiches but those are a big part of American culture, especially when you're a kid. aint nothin hit harder at lunchtime than takin a big ol bite of a gooey pb&j and chasin it with ice cold milk

Thanksgiving dinners are also iconically American food culture. gettin 20 of your family members together in one house, cookin a big ass turkey and serving it with a plethora of homestyle sides like stuffing, cranberry sauce, green bean casserole, mashed potatoes, yams, mac and cheese, buttERNUT SQUASH, ACORN SQUASH, PUMPKIN PIE OH MAN OH MY i think i need to eat something before i gnaw through my arm

there's great native food too! frybread and succotash and what not. corn is a big thing for the indigenous people here and they popularized a lot of uses for it. I unfortunately haven't had a lot of it so i can't really speak on what's great and all, but if you just look up Native American food, you will see corn's influence lol

and OF COURSE we got the hamburgers and hot dogs. i know that fast food joints like mcdonalds have spread everywhere these days like a blight on the earth, but they're like... gas station burgers in comparison to the good stuff you can get. same with hotdogs. like i know that you can buy hotdogs from the store in a lot of places (for some reason in jars of liquid in the UK, i learned recently, which is..... fun) but they're not the same as getting a delicious hotdog with the works at a baseball game, you know? it's not the SAME. there's so much variety with what you can do with burgers and hotdogs! and Americans love to grill. it's pretty normal for households to have a grill they bust out every summer for backyard BBQs and cookouts.

anyway, i can't really tell you more about specific foods only in america because i genuinely don't know which foods here haven't either been brought over from somewhere else or have breached containment and gone off to other countries. i sometimes see restaurants in other countries have a "USA style" food and it seems to almost always be the most comically disgusting thing i've ever seen. (like pizza with fries and hot dogs as toppings lmaoooo)(ngl tho, i'd try it)

if anybody has some iconic American food to mention, feel free to do so! 👀

[thevampirediariesuniverse-1864]

Edward cullen x reader mate

Ur a new student at forks , you moved from your home town if some no where town in Alabama lol ,and it was your first day of school at forks ! You got dressed in jeans and a t shirt , you looked over your tall body 5”10 and your broad shoulders and hips and the soft squishy stomach you had , you walked out the door grabbing your brother saying “come on y/b/n, we need to go don’t wanna be late”

He said “okay Yn ,let’s go “ your brother was a year younger than you so he was in the 9th grade your a 10th grader this year . Once you two got to school you were greeted with curious on looks , I mean who wouldn’t want to stare at the chief of police’s redneck hillbilly kids .

Soon people ran up to you “ hi ! I’m mike ! It’s nice to meet you !” He said , “ oh hi I’m Yn and this is my brother y/b/n”. Mike said “ we’ll it’s nice to meet you ! Do you guys know how to get to your classes ?” You chuckled “ honestly ! Not a clue ! I could find you a giraffe on this compass but the class I’m supposed to be in …. But a chance “ mike started laughing …

That’s the first thing Edward noticed about you , you were funny , he overheard you conversation I mean your the new gir everyone’s a bit curious but when he chuckled to himself at your remark he turned to look at you … and it hit him like a time of bricks !! His mate !! He found his mate ! He looked at your you were tall … very nice he loved tall women! And your thighs!! Ughhhh he was salivating !! You were THIC !!! And that’s just how he liked his women !! Tall and thicc!

So naturally he followed you around that day , without any of your knowledge of course . The more he saw the more he loved ! How bubbly you were !! It’s like you had no filter you said what you thought at that exact moment , I mean you couldn’t help it ! And your accent was so cute !! All the y’all’s and aints and southern talking ! It’s was quirky and cute !! Just like you !

But somehow on the first day your brother made some enemies. And when break rolled around those jocks cornerd him and started beating on him ! He held he’s his own but there were 3 of them and one of him . Thankfully you came by and saw what was going on. Edward watching closely to protect you . You ran to your brother “ hey get the fuck away from my brother ! You bitch !! “ a look that Edward can only describe as death and as on your face. Grabbing one guys by the back of the shirt slamming him to the ground and got on top of him laying punch after punch.

The guys nose was bleeding and your brother finished off one leaving you and your brother against one jock . That boy hose straight for you but you swerve and mis the punch . Kicking him in the balls, you and your brother stare at tje 3 severely injured bitches that tried to beat you up . “ you fuck with my brother you fuck with me “ and with that you and your brother walked away .

Edward was in pure amazement at you . Your strength your loyalty your love ! He knew you were perfect ! And his . He couldn’t stop telling his family about how you beat those jerks up and how hot you were ! Rosalee already loved you because she heard how you beat up 3 guys ! Girl power ! Boss!! And so did emmet same reason but just because you were strong . Alice thought it’s was sweet if you to defend your family like that. Jasper was impressed as you reminded him of a warrior like himself .

Edward saw you walk in the lunchroom and almost lost his shit ! You had a black eye and bloody knuckles ! You were so fucking hot ! “ she is mine ! She is mine !!! “ edward though over and over again !! Rosalee said “ if you don’t ask her to sit with us I will !” She teased . Edward said “ yeah , good idea rose “

he got up and walked twords you “ hello yn , I was wondering if you would like to come sit with me and my family your brother too of course “ you looked over to your brother who nodded “ of course I would love to “ “ I’m edward by the way “ “ we’ll it’s nice yo meet you Edward I suspect we’ll be fast friends “. Edwards heart was racing .. well it would if it beat , but he could swear he could feel his heart racing his chest tightening love … that’s all he could explain it to be

At that you went and got a tray with your brother and came back to edwards table who pulled the chair out for you sliding it back in to when you sat down . “Thankyou Edward “ “ of course Yn … this is jasper rosalee emmet and Alice “ “it’s nice to meet you all” you said shyly , “ you too dear “ Rosalee said making you blush

You handed your tray to your brother , allowing him to eat it as you always did “ are you not going to eat anything Yn ?” Edward asked “well I’m not that hungry but y/b/n is and he is family “. Emmet mused you on “ family is that inportant to you “ you give him a cold look “ yes it is .. always and forever family above all a vow I swore many years ago “ edward knew he would become your family and one day you would say that about him

Rosalee said “ I like this one ! She’s a fighter ! She loyal and absolutely gorgeous!!! Like look at this woman !! She’s perfect ! “ you blushed so hard “ no please !! Look at yourself ! Your everything I’ve ever dreamed of being and more !! So pretty !!! Like you look like a Greek goddess “. She too blushed too ,Edward became jeleous of you two .

“ what do you enjoy Yn ?” Edward asks. “We’ll I like horse ridding art music and reading and writing “ Edward was really impressed with you “ wow that’s amazing yn “ edwards thiygys trailed away from the conversation as he thought about how he wished he could just take you in his lap and hold you petting you .

Lunch bell rang and you said your goodbyes . School eventually was out and it was of course raining . Because you and your brother had to walk home . But of course Edward came to the rescue ! “ yn , love would you like a ride home “ he asked and opened his passenger door of his Volvo “ my little passenger princess” he thought to himself with a smile “ ummm .. sure yeah it’s cold I have a new found will to live so I’ll take that ride “ edward laughed at that comment and said “ hop in “ edward took your school bag for you dropping it in the back for you and your brother got in also with the rest of the Cullens it was as full car

He drove and the car was full of laughter at your hilarious jokes or comments you were just bubbly and could make anyone laugh and fell completely comfortable ! And you truly loved everyone ! Jasper found it a bit strange how kind and loving you wer but soon saw it wasn’t just an act and you were truly on of the kindest people he’s ever met

You arrived at Charlie a house as Edward walked you to the door . “ I truly enjoyed your company today yn, I hope you eat with us tomorrow “. You smiled “ of course Edward ! I’d love to !” At that you walked in the house closing the door as Edward smiled .

That night Edward became restless at the thoughts of you so he just decided to go and watch you sleep . And so he did . He watched your large chest rise and fall your giant breasts moving . How he loved your body ! How he loved you !! He couldn’t resist and slowly crawled into bed cuddling into you just holding you as you slept protecting you

The next morning came you felt as though someone was watching you .. protecting you . You woke your brother for school to realize he was really sick so you cooked him soup and told him to drink plenty and just reheat the soup if he got hungry .

You set off to school . Arriving you were greeted by Edward who handed you a biscuit. “Picked this up for you while we were at the dinner this mornin thought you might be hungry “ you realized in the first bit this wasn’t a normal dinner biscuit it was a salted ham biscuit your grandparents called them a southern delecasy and no one else’s ate them it was a southern tradition and you couldn’t be more greatfull “ awww Edward !! THANKYOU so much !!! My grandparents made my these biscuits back in Alabama I haven’t had them is so long !!” Edward said “ of course ! It’s no trouble “. “ thankyou Edward really “ you said softly wrapping hi. In a soft hug . He quickly hugged back ! Tightly .

Sadly you had to go your separate ways . But you met up for break and ended up just laying In the grass talking and laughing as you played with his hands . He realized you were probably cold so he wrapped his jacket around you “ Thankyou Edward “ as you cuddled into him . He took in every moment and memorized it by heart .

But of course the bell rang and you had to return to class you tried to give Edward back his jacket but he refused “ no love it looks to good on you “

At the luch table edward asked if you wanted to leave and go somewhere for lunch you said yes and Edward walked you out to his car opening the door for you helping you in .

Lunch was amazing Edward was the perfect gentleman and treated you so nicely paying for the whole thing you went back to his car sitting there for a moment

you ended up in his lap and him stroking your hair as you fell asleep like a little kitten .. his little kitten

[muse-write]

6., 12., 10., 25., 18.

6. Are there any fics from others you reread all the time?

Yes! Similarly to books, I don’t want to reread things a lot in case I get tired of them and they lose their magic.

Some that I reread:

A Right Different Tale After All by hollersandholmes (there are over 50 works in this series and every one of them is worth a reread if you’ve read them all in order at least once)

Aint No Magic Aint No Lie by iguessimgonnamissthepantyraid. A great MCU AU in which Loki joins the Guardians and finds family and belonging. The second in a multi-part series.

everything i have ever learned by fialleril

10. Is there a fic that got a different response than you were expecting?

A Secret or Two got WAY more traction that I expected it to, based on the smaller numbers of the previous works in the series. I still don’t really get why—I assume it’s because it’s tagged as Luke & Darth Vader? It’s just funny because the work directly before it has less than half the hits, probably because it features an OC (i guess?)

Also my 2 Howl’s Moving Castle fics have gone way better than I expected them to, especially for short things I wrote up in a few hours max. Hmc (book-centered) isn’t really a fandom i associate with a thriving fanfiction community, so it’s been surprising that I’ve gotten over 1k hits on each of them.

12. Do you have a playlist for your current WIP(s)? Share it!

Soo many…the one for The Council of Elessar is pretty long and the playlist has changed over time as my concept for the work has evolved, so I’ll list the songs that fit it best.

Dear Wormwood—The Oh Hellos

The Horror and the Wild—Amazing Devil

Exeunt—The Oh Hellos

The Old Ways—Loreena McKennitt

Neptune—Sleeping at Last

Southern—Sleeping at Last

White Leaves—Bear McCreary

Wave After Wave—Sleeping at Last

Piano Concerto No. 2 in F Major—Dmitri Shostakovich

18. What’s one of your favorite lines you’ve written in a fic?

I really like the dialogue I wrote for these great and noble deeds, particularly this exchange:

“I’m not a kid,” Walter protested. “I turned 19 the other day.”

“Yeah? Congrats. This how you always planned on celebrating?”

It makes much more sense in context (think D-Day, Omaha Beach, serious gut wound, the works). It was a challenge to keep to a different writing style and it was fun to write some banter.

I also like this line from what i have left behind i count now no loss: And then with that, the group became merry once more, and they filed through a forest lit with silver and gold lamps imitating the lost light of the Trees, and they came up through the trees to Nerdanel’s home, which would not be empty this night, nor any other.

25. Have you ever upset yourself with your own writing?

A few times—though not, I think, with anything I’ve written recently, and not with anything i’ve published to ao3. I don’t get extremely emotional with a lot of what I write—it happens sometimes, but mostly when I’m projecting something onto the characters or circumstances. It’s always memorable when I do, and it’s mostly happened with original works.

[sleepdeprivedsimp234]

New HC: some of the other southern states will tell really stupid and corny jokes to fluster Texas cuz they’re so stupid and he blushes purely out of second hand embarrassment.

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Georgia, walking up to Kentucky and Texas, who were both in the kitchen: Hey hey Ken- I got one for you

Kentucky and Tex under their breath: Oh no….

Georgia: The fitness trainer asked me what kind of squat I was doin’ today, and I said, "Diddly."

*Ken and Geo burst out laughing and Texas is just smiling like he’s contemplating on putting a gun barrel in his mouth*

Ken, still laughing his *$$ off: Get out cuz you aint doin’ diddly…. Squat.

*both start wheezing again*

Tex: *takes shot of whiskey and just slides down counter on to the floor holding his face in his hands cuz he’s blushing out second hand embarrassment*

Geo and Ken, running over two him trying to move his hands from his face: C’mon~ it was funny and you know it~

Tex, still contemplating on putting a gun barrel in his mouth: Omg shut up…. JUST SHOOT ME ALREADY-

Ken: Now why would we go and do that? It is WAY more fun to embarrass you.

Geo: Exactly.

Tex: I’m bouta kick y’all in the family jewels-