#/ woe have a from work post upon ye

[gravedigg]

Angel Eliou Argyros, 1989 - 1998

[front-facing-pokemon]

[fatewoven]

Trauma, Spite, and Identity.

This is no means a professional's diagnosis nor is it intended to be seen as anything but my own thoughts on an extremely misunderstood and vilified disorder, and how it could be presented in a fantasy universe.

DID manifests in many different ways. I'm not here to get into the medical details or debate anything about it, merely discuss the parts that could correlate to Lucanis' behavior.

Most people/systems with DID have it due to extreme trauma that the brain couldn't handle, and needed to break up into fragments, so to speak. For Lucanis, Spite would serve as the "trauma holder" of the two, keeping most events from the Ossuary to itself. Lucanis remembers bits and pieces, and it lends to Spite's irritation and increased frustration because he doesn't remember fully, nor does he fully realize they are out of the Ossuary. It takes a long time to come out of survival mode, especially after a year of deliberate torture.

In addition, Spite will also come to be the keeper of Lucanis' older, more troubled memories. The unmitigated brutality and harsh reality of being raised by Catarina Dellamorte, and the expectations put on his shoulders to be the next First Talon. This could lend to the difference in behavior Lucanis exhibits when compared to what he did and said in Wigmaker, and how he was mentioned in The Wake short story as well. His brain simply put the worst of his trauma elsewhere, and now the 'elsewhere' is being ignored, and it's cascading into a bad experience for both them since there's no communication.

It's a lot to process at once, on top of needing to kill a few gods. And especially so for Spite itself as it was a spirit forced into this situation, forced to take in Lucanis' emotion and memories and try to sort through it all, while they both try to make it out of the Ossuary. It's also why I like to write Spite growing more, too. Learning its own likes and dislikes alongside Lucanis as they learn how to navigate their wounds, and slowly heal.

[sysig]

An ask! Idk what to talk abt though. How are you? What you want more asks abt? Characters? Life? Some other obscure interest?

(In reference to this I think hehe)

I'm doing well, thank you! I hope the same for you!

As for asks I'd like, I'm up for pretty much anything! If there's something that piques your interest - a take I put out but didn't elaborate on, "Defend that argument!" Lol ♪ I've also had people ask how I do certain things which is always fun to explain :D

Emoji gifts/silly back-and-forths are always fun to doodle to as well! ♫

Or if there's a fandom I haven't posted in a while and you miss it - I have no idea how many fandom transitions people here have hung with! Even if it's been a while, I still love my blorbos hehe ♥

Becoming a psuedo-ask blog with my characters answering directly is still totallly on the table btw :) Something remind you of me/them? Interest!

And while it's not quite Requestober-time-of-year again, next month is the start of when you should be thinking up what you might want 👀

I'd just like to chat! :) Asks are such a casual way of interacting, I like them :D

[anachronistic-cat]

WOE! JOEUPPET BE UPON YE!

so a few weeks ago now I realized I had the right colours of fabric to make a joeuppet, and i really really like the Joeuppet :DD! so i made one! look! i can even puppet it! :DD

I actually finished it on monday, but taking the photos (i used my school's photo room for this! :DD) and writing the poem (its called sewing btw) and stuff took a bit of time. also I had to rewrite this post because tumblr deleted the draft instead of posting it.

I really enjoyed working on this. i went into it with very little planning, and it truly felt like i was just making something for the sake of making, and save for a couple moments (puppet shoes are a nightmare) this was pure fun.

anyways, as thanks for clicking read more, have some bonus pictures taken from last week's TCG meetup of the not-quite-finished Joeuppet (its head is held on by a sewing needle—not even a pin, a sewing needle!) with my friend @kannaar's teeny tiny plushy cleo

(special thanks as well to my fine MCNN friends for being just as excited over the discord joeuppetdates as i was to be sending them, and keeping me from spiraling over sewing hands and shoes)

[liloinkoink]

[art by @martynsimp69]

hello to the, uh, 200+ new followers i've gained from trivia. im finally remembering to throw out a quick pitch for some of my fics to you lot. can i interest you in some lanterns

Lamplight AU

Lamplight a DnD-inspired fantasy renchanting/treebark au in which Martyn is a paladin-by-desperation and Ren is his god. if you've ever seen fanart of Martyn with a lantern / staff around, that's this!

Ren has lost his body and been left in the form of living fire, and Martyn has been separated from his adventuring party. the two of them are looking for a way to restore both of these, and doing a lot of arson in the interim. the fic is about 50k, most of which is "canon" storyline and the rest of which is "non-canon" ship fic. there's also plenty of cool art and even some animatics for the fic, all of which i absolutely recommend trawling thru the "lamplight au" tag for (on here or on my writing blog, @driflew, or checking the fanart tab on my blog). there are even a pair of spin off fics written by close friends of mine for desert duo and boat boys!

lamplight is written out of chronological order and uploaded whenever. work on it lately has been slow, but it's still ongoing

lamplight isnt my only fic (tho it is my favorite). i write a lot more renchanting/treebark aus, some of which ill list off here:

A Romance Route for the Doomed Villain?!?

(for the record. that title was NOT my idea). this au is also known as treesekai, or the treebark isekai dating sim parody oneshot. martyn is a normal man far too obsessed with the main antagonist of a poor-quality dating sim, the very same dating sim he's isekai's into. silly crack treated seriously parody fic as a love/hate letter to the many, many isekai webcomics ive read on webtoon originals over the years. it has a lot of rlly cool art and fic based of it, which you can find in the "treesekai" tag here or my writing blog

Treebark Week 2023

i also have a handful of oneshots from participating in every single day of treebark week around this time last year. these oneshots are for a bunch of different aus, such as a One Piece au, a beauty and the beast au, a lamplight roleswap au, a hero/villain au, a king/pirate au, and a mer au. all of these aus were developed with the help of other people (Rev for the One Piece au, and Cherri for the rest) and have other fics or art attached!

you can find bonus scenes from all of these aus, fanart or fan writing (including several page long comics or animatics), and even scenes from other aus i havent posted on ao3 over at my writing blog, @driflew, under the "lew writes" tag

uhhhhh. not sure how to wrap this one up. welcome to my home? woe treebark be upon ye

[critter-creature-or-beast]

tumblr trick-or-treat LIGHTNING ROUND

Here we go, I'm going to finish up the remaining trick-or-treat asks from yesterday. Please don't send any more trick-or-treats, Halloween is over and I've spent enough time on this already 😅 Some of the @ tags may not work. It's not my fault, I've tried to edit them. Just tumblr being tumblr.

▬▬▬▬▬ @sex-warlock asked: trick or treat🎃 Happy Halloween! You receive one twin-sailed salp! I hope the binomial name isn't enough for tumblr to decide this post contains content that is only intended for adults! Thetys vagina - Wikipedia ▬▬▬▬▬ @booksbwaybadflower asked: Trick or treat!! Happy Halloween! Have fun with your lesser sooty owl! Lesser sooty owl - Wikipedia ▬▬▬▬▬ @ratpyramid asked: Trick or treat! 🦑🐙🐌 I'll take the choice of emojis as a hint. Here's your neon flying squid! Neon flying squid - Wikipedia ▬▬▬▬▬ @nichegamingweeb asked: trick or treat! 👻

You receive one ghost bat. That's twice the spooky! Ghost bat - Wikipedia ▬▬▬▬▬ @chorus-cat asked: trick or treat ?! :3

Happy Halloween! Here's a little guy who also does a :3 face, a quokka! Quokka - Wikipedia ▬▬▬▬▬ @aptericia asked: are you still taking trick or treaters? If so, trick or treat!! 🎃 (no problem if you don't get to this tho!)

I appreciate your patience! Per your blog title, you are a birb enjoyer, so here is your Bohemian waxwing! Bohemian waxwing - Wikipedia ▬▬▬▬▬ @satan-666s-stuff asked: Trick or treat (no spiders please)

Happy Halloween! Here's an animal that is probably not a spider: a harlequin duck! Harlequin duck - Wikipedia ▬▬▬▬▬ Anonymous asked: Trick or treat, friend!

I hope you see this, since I can't tag you! Enjoy your orange-spotted emerald dragonfly! Orange-spotted emerald - Wikipedia ▬▬▬▬▬ @nineofneals asked: Trick or Treat! Happy Halloween! Here's a pair of Congo peafowl for you! Congo peafowl - Wikipedia ▬▬▬▬▬ @belladonnab asked: Trick or treat!! 🎃🎃🎃

Happy Halloween! I don't know how you feel about spiders, but I found this cute green one for you, a magnolia green jumper! Lyssomanes viridis - Wikipedia ▬▬▬▬▬ @little-bullheaded-shit asked: Trick or treat :D happy Halloween!!! 🎃 Happy Halloween! Your url says you're bull-headed? Here's something that's kind of bull-headed, a Żubroń, a cattle/bison hybrid! Żubroń - Wikipedia ▬▬▬▬▬ @i-am-a-lizard asked: Trick or Treat! Hello lizard! I know lizards love to eat a tasty bug, so here's an eastern ant cricket for you! Myrmecophilus pergandei - Wikipedia ▬▬▬▬▬ anonymous asked: Trick or treat, smell my feet, give me something good to eat! If you don't we don't care, we'll put red ants in your hair!

Woe, southern fire ants upon ye! Southern fire ant - Wikipedia ▬▬▬▬▬ @akaylawithalotofideas asked: Hii! Trick or Treat! <3

Happy Halloween! I have a couple of snow geese for you-- white morph and blue morph! Snow goose - Wikipedia ▬▬▬▬▬ Anonymous asked: The amount of times I have almost accidentally sent people "Trick or Threat" asks instead of "Trick or Treat" probably says something about me! That's some interesting muscle memory! As thanks for not threatening me, here's your Ethopian wolf! Ethiopian wolf - Wikipedia ▬▬▬▬▬ @idkapersoniguess asked: Dare I ask- trick or treat? Have fun with your new hirola (Hunters antelope)! Hirola - Wikipedia ▬▬▬▬▬ @goldenwolfmidna asked: trick or treat!! Happy Halloween! I saw "wolf" in your name and thought an actual wolf was too obvious, so here's an Atlantic wolffish or seawolf! Atlantic wolffish - Wikipedia ▬▬▬▬▬ @blossomaaoc asked: Trick or treat! I hope you like your volcano rabbit! Volcano rabbit - Wikipedia ▬▬▬▬▬ @eclipsing-winter asked: trick or treat !! Happy Halloween! I have an arctic tern for you! Arctic tern - Wikipedia ▬▬▬▬▬ @gummmibears asked: Trick or treat! Happy Halloween! I don't have any gummmi bears, but I have a sun bear! Sun bear - Wikipedia ▬▬▬▬▬ @dreamer-of-serenity asked: Trick or treat! And a very happy Halloween to you! Also, thank you for the amazing blog! Thank you so much! Enjoy your Valentin's sharpnose puffer. Handle with care! Valentin's sharpnose puffer - Wikipedia ▬▬▬▬▬ @xenia12 asked: Trick r treat >:D Happy Halloween! A regal thorny oyster for you! Spondylus regius - Wikipedia ▬▬▬▬▬ @sahara-silver asked: Trick or treat!! I’m a vampire squid this year! Very cool! Here's a less famous squid for you: a ram's horn squid! Spirula - Wikipedia ▬▬▬▬▬ @fan-da-nerd asked: Trick or treat! Happy Halloween! For you, a Galapogos penguin! Galapagos penguin - Wikipedia ▬▬▬▬▬ @ultraluminarious asked: trick or treat !! Happy Halloween! I hope you like your mangrove horseshoe crab! Mangrove horseshoe crab - Wikipedia ▬▬▬▬▬ @glitched-out-mess asked: trick or treat!!!!! Happy Halloween! Enjoy your crab-eating macaque! ▬▬▬▬▬ @emeraldraccoon478 asked: Trick or treat? Happy Halloween! Perhaps you'd like a relative of raccoons, a South American coati? South American coati - Wikipedia ▬▬▬▬▬ Anonymous asked: (A mew appears! Who cares if it doesn't exist, it's here now!) Mew me- Mew! (Translation: Trick or Treat!)

That's okay-- for a while people (in the Western world) weren't sure whether the okapi existed, either! Okapi - Wikipedia ▬▬▬▬▬ @mewdusavt asked: trick or treat! ^.^ Happy Halloween! For you, a yellow-eyed penguin! Yellow-eyed penguin - Wikipedia ▬▬▬▬▬ @justawishaway asked: Tricks and Treats! Both? For you, a colonial organism, a string jellyfish! This siphonophore is also called a long stringy stingy thingy, apparently! Apolemia uvaria - Wikipedia ▬▬▬▬▬ @jack-fruit asked: *sprints up to your porch/hole in a tree last minute and out of breath* Trick or treat!! Don't overdo it! Take some time to chill out with your southern hairy-nosed wombat! Southern hairy-nosed wombat - Wikipedia ▬▬▬▬▬ @eilooxara asked: Everybody's saying you give out the best treats in the whole neighborhood, so trick or treat! Is that so? I hope this bristly millipede lives up to the hype! Polyxenus lagurus - Wikipedia ▬▬▬▬▬ @samwisegamgeeee asked: Trick or treat! Critter or beast! Happy Halloween! Happy Halloween! Here's a lesser rhea for you! Darwin's rhea - Wikipedia ▬▬▬▬▬ @discworldwitches asked: trick or treat! Happy Halloweeen! Enjoy your binocular fish! Winteria telescopa - Wikipedia ▬▬▬▬▬ @mossylemon asked: trick or treat! I'm giving you this weevil i found once

Thank you, I'll treasure them always! I'm giving you a Chacoan mara! Chacoan mara - Wikipedia ▬▬▬▬▬ @arthallea asked: trick or treat :D Happy Halloween! Enjoy your plate-billed mountain toucan! Plate-billed mountain toucan - Wikipedia ▬▬▬▬▬ @len-the-neverending asked: Trick or treat! Happy Halloween! I like your bunny avatar, so here's a Tehuantepec jackrabbit for you! Hares aren't rabbits, but they're lagomorphs, so they're still bunnies, right? Tehuantepec jackrabbit - Wikipedia ▬▬▬▬▬ @ward-leon asked: trick or treat? .w. Happy Halloween! I hope you like your Gila woodpecker! Gila woodpecker - Wikipedia ▬▬▬▬▬ @thebetterjellyfish asked: trick or treat! Here's a better jellyfish: one of two species called the fried egg jellyfish! Phacellophora - Wikipedia ▬▬▬▬▬ @raspberrymoonx asked: trick or treat! Happy Halloween! For you, a great star coral! Montastraea - Wikipedia ▬▬▬▬▬ @chaos-smoothie asked: I hate to bother you aha, but.... Trick or treat? Happy Halloween! I hope you like your guanaco! Guanaco - Wikipedia ▬▬▬▬▬ Anonymous: Trick or treat :3 Happy Halloween! I'm handing you this Argentine horned frog! Argentine horned frog - Wikipedia ▬▬▬▬▬ @starlightsugar asked: Trick or treat :3 Happy Halloween! Here's a common wooly monkey for you! Common woolly monkey - Wikipedia ▬▬▬▬▬ @ashen--dreams asked: trick or treat !! Happy Halloween! For you, a Bobbit worm. Be careful with it! Eunice aphroditois - Wikipedia ▬▬▬▬▬ @reefsharkivist asked: trick or treat! Do you like sharks? For you, a Japanese bullhead shark! Japanese bullhead shark - Wikipedia ▬▬▬▬▬ Anonymous asked: trick or trick Trick or trick? For you, a tiger mosquito! Aedes albopictus - Wikipedia ▬▬▬▬▬ @coolspork asked: Trick or treat! You receive: one Sputnik urchin! Pyllacanthus imperialis - Wikipedia ▬▬▬▬▬ @varian-polis asked: Trick or treat!! Last one... maybe! Unless tumblr is hiding more asks from me. You receive a fat sea biscuit! Clypeaster rosaceus - Wikipedia That's all! If I missed anyone, it was a genuine mistake, definitely not intentional. I will not be answering any more trick-or-treat asks after this.

[ashlynniis-bracketeers]

Woe, sequel to this be upon ye.

Seeing discussion about my post and possible Sinner/E.G.O combinations in regards to the Magical Girl E.G.Os, I ended up slapping this chart together, mainly of personal theorization.

I used the Sinner symbols for the Sinners, and Card Suits for the Abnos/E.G.O. For the Abnos, from left-to-right: Diamond for King of Greed/Magical Girl of Happiness (Gold Rush), Heart for Queen of Hatred/Magical Girl of Happiness (In the Name of Love and Hate), Spade for Knight of Despair/Magical Girl of Justice (the Sword Sharpened With Tears), Club for Servant of Wrath/Magical Girl of Courage (Unknown E.G.O name). I will be shortening their names to KoG (King of Greed), QoH (Queen of Hatred), KoD (Knight of Despair), and SoW (Servant of Wrath).

It was a massive pain in the ass lmao. There are twelve Sinners and four Magical Girls, so it would logically be a trio of Sinners for each E.G.O, but trying to cut them out so cleanly was... not possible with my skills and knowledge, to say the least lmao. Servant of Wrath fits for so many of the Sinners, it's unreal. Also, wtf do I do with Ryo, Hongler, and Outism rofl.

More detailed thoughts (and a blank version if any of you want to take a stab at it) under a cut. [Includes spoilers for Murder on the WARP Express (and things before it). You have been warned.]

Yi Sang - I'm not going to lie, I mainly just gave him Knight of Despair because... well, just look at him lmao. I put a tentative check for King of Greed because he simply desired to bring happiness for others, but was consumed... though by despair instead of greed/gluttony like the KoG.

Faust - Inside the Limbus fandom, people tend to forget that Gloom is normally replaced by Greed as one of the Seven Deadly Sins in real life, but Greed has been swallowed up and assimilated into Gluttony within the City. We don't know much about "Our" Faust, disconnected from the Gesellschaft, but something that we see between both of them is this: Curiosity. An all-consuming curiosity, a hunger for knowledge. I put a tentative check for Servant of Wrath because of the possibility of her turning against the Gesellschaft at some point in the future, making it her "Hermit of the Azure Forest" figure. This is entirely theorization, hence the tentativeness.

Don Quixote - Both the QoH and KoD seem to fit her quite well. She's made of two drastically-different sides, after all, and could both work depending on what her future is in her Canto and beyond. Someone desperate for purpose and usefulness, their manic personality possibly falling into hysteria and twisting themselves into a monster... or a monster twisting themselves into a human, in this case. And the Knight of Despair was originally the Magical Girl of Justice, after all. I put a tentative check for KoG because of the possibility of her being consumed by her desires, trying to seek happiness through serving others in something that could be seen as selfish means.

Ryoshu - I honestly wasn't sure what to do for her. Ended up just slapping on the King of Greed because her... art tastes, combined with her love of making this "art", can be seen as a selfish pursuit of happiness. A tentative KoD check because... Well, she might have already gone through her original "despair arc" before joining the company, if you understand what I mean (something related to her original literary inspiration).

Meursault - See the post this is a sequel to for more info, but I may as well copy-paste a copy-paste from it: "QoH seems to define herself by “usefulness” or “purpose”. When there’s evil in the world, she has a purpose! She’s happy to serve, in the name of Love, when there’s a villain on the loose! But without evil, without a villain, she’s “useless”, and risks being… thrown away. QoH seeks Love (and technically Happiness, though that’s technically more King of Greed), while Meur has been attempting to seek happiness. QoH is eager to serve, until she is considered “useless” and goes ballistic, while Meur tends to obey without complaint and both has difficulty expressing his emotions and was probably taught to repress them heavily, and probably feels some bottled-up resentment over the idea of being discarded…" And on that note: QoH's "hysterical" state and monstrous transformation could also bring to mind his book counterpart emotionally blowing up at the end of the book. He has tentative checks in KoG and SoW. Starting with SoW: His "Hermit" figure could be many people/figures as he grows more independent and self-driven. For KoG: He's been trying to "seek happiness" for a long time. Who's to say that, as he grows more independent and self-driven, that his ways of seeking happiness don't become more selfish and/or possibly self-destructive? Just because a character is progressing doesn't mean it has to be entirely "positive", especially in The City.

Hong Lu - Oh, I have no clue what to do with him lmao. It's why he has no "certain" checkmarks. I have tentative checks in QoH and SoW. Starting with QoH: He simply wishes to selflessly make people happy, from just being nice to lying to try and soften the blow of a tragedy upon another. For SoW: He seems to have some form of both admiration for and resentment towards his family, members of which could act as his "Hermit" figure(s). The question mark for KoG is because of what his reasons could be for joining the Limbus Company in the first place, despite the high risk of death and people often treating him like garbage. Some kind of self-destructive attempt at freedom?

Heathcliff - KoD may seem like an odd pick... but he was originally seeking "justice" against Cathy for her (as he perceived it) rejection of him, and even know he seeks justice for Cathy and vows to bring her back. His Distortion is also caused by him falling into despair over the idea of never growing into more than a "violent beast". There are tentative checks for QoH and SoW. Starting with QoH: He is also heavily motivated by love, and his Distorted form is called "The Heartbroken". For SoW: His "Hermit" figure could be Nelly. The question mark in KoG is because, beyond everything, he just wanted to be happy for once.

Ishmael - She's definitely with SoW. Ahab is easily her "Hermit" figure. She has a tentative check in KoG because the entire reason she got involved with Ahab and the Pequod in the first place was because she desired more than just a soul-numbing Nest office job, and this desire for freedom and excitement ended up almost consuming her entirely. There's question marks for QoH and KoD. Starting with QoH: A lot of the danger outside of the Lake itself in Canto 5 all started because she mentioned Queequeg, who it was... well, you've seen how popular Ishmael/Queequeg is entirely because of stuff in-game, so you should get the picture. She also grew increasingly manic, violent, some would say hysterical throughout the Canto. For KoD: She genuinely believed that she was valued on the Pequod... at least, for a time. Then, well...

Rodion - She's definitely KoG, no contest. Her own selfishness and desire to be "special" is what led to much of her group being slaughtered, which she then tried to numb with attempts at mindless hedonism and gluttony. I put a question mark for QoH because I've heard many people interoperate the QoH as being representative of hypocrisy, which she has in spades... or hearts, in this case.

Sinclair - Yep, definitely SoW. Kromer is his "Hermit" figure, he's generally considered the youngest of the Sinners (like how the SoW is the youngest of the Magical Girls), and he tends to lash out with surprising, rage-filled murderous violence.

Outis - I had no clue what to do with you, either lmao. I put a check in KoG because she seems to desire happiness through seizing power. She's the resident notorious ass-kisser, and she is implied to have been a higher-ranking military rank, which is something she seems to desire the high of again. The KoG also seems to have been the leading Magical Girl, if some of QoH's breaching lines are any indication. I put a tentative check for KoD because of possible reasons why she's no longer a high-ranking military figure. Her information is heavily redacted and unknown, so that could mean one of two things: She was either forcefully expelled from her position and now has bad blood with her original work, or she left of her own volition for a reason. And she seems to genuinely care for her subordinates...

Gregor - He feels like he fits SoW to me, with Hermann acting as his "Hermit" figure. A child abused and manipulated, used as a tool of propaganda, turned into a monster, by his own mother... I put a tentative check for KoD based around the "originally bright-eyed and happy to help, but turned jaded and sorrowful by his military service" angle, which is more pronounced in his "G Corp. Manager Corporal Gregor" Identity. I put a question mark for QoH because of his possible desires to love and the "an upsurge of emotion or a sudden change of environment may cause parts or the whole of his body to transform into insectile (notably akin to a carapace, resembling that of the _) tissues" information from his introduction information possibly being a good analogue to QoH's Hysteria and Serpent states.

Here's the blank, go nuts.

[wtfgaylittlezooid]

Saw your Bug!Vicagent.

... could you please give us some more tidbits of them in your Au? Because I've been staring at that post since you posted it lol-

I'm so normal about them /j

Sure! :DD I don't have any references for them on hand, but these two images show their designs pretty decently.

Agent is a pretty rare case of a tall dragonfly, so he's one of the lucky few bug species who can still fly.

Victim is a very special case: a cordyceps fungus in a locust host. Cordyceps are pretty rare, and locusts are just as rare. Locusts aren't born, they are triggered. Usually from a grasshopper or cricket, after going through an extreme trauma they become locusts, but the only locusts discovered are dead. Victim is no different.

Cordyceps are also pretty weird. Most cordyceps simply take the body and woe. zombug be upon ye. However, ancient Roaches wanted to try and replicate immortality and thus began the kidnapping of other bugs and experimenting on different species and themselves with cordyceps. It IS possible for somebody to live on thanks to the fungus, as the fungus can take and hold memories rather than replacing them. Only thing is, those cases tend to be artificial due to the extremely specific requirements

That being magic and a strong body. Poison and Ice are the easiest kinds of magic to work with, and one of the few species that can physically handle the cordyceps and magic without overloading the fungus are moths.

Victim got lucky. He was Alan's first little experiment when he discovered that bugs come from little larvas and eggs and if he grows his own bug then he can have endless entertainment. Victim couldn't fight back well against Gammas or whatever other Deadlanders Alan threw at him, but Alan is observant. He knows bugs use roach crystals to heal by hitting them. So he basically impales Victim alive with a crystal and murders him lmao

Cordyceps finds Victim's body and attaches to it, and he got lucky enough to where the tiny shards of crystal stuck in his system was just enough for the fungus to hold his memories and self. So victim basically becomes the fungus.

BUT THAT IS STILL NOT GOOD. It was sheer luck and because hes not even a moth the connection is pretty unstable. In a strong bond, there would be no worry about reverting to the zombie-like state, but since his connection is so unstable it can get triggered.

On the bright side, this makes him a living magic detector. Its how he finds one of the shards of the Wasp King's crown so easily, which allows him to brainwash Chosen One. On the ugly side, you get this:

This happens after Victim tries and fails to kill Alan. He basically gets really pissed that Alan doesn't want to kill him anymore, that he isnt even trying to fight back, and starts mentally spiraling because of it. He compares himself to the other Hollows which are all sorcerers and have magic, and chalks up his failure and lack of control over the situation to that lack of magic.

So to fix that he basically ditches everyone and goes to Snakemouth Den, aka the original lab where the Roaches experiment cause goddamn that place is potent with it you can literally see it in the air. Basically goes there and something something recreating the events of trauma so you can control the outcome, smashes a shit ton of the crystals into smaller shards.

Agent brings the color gang into this (the only mercenary who knows about vics situation) because he had a feeling shit would go wrong and boy was he right. Victim drives the crystals through his exo-skeleton and

he does it. he gets poison magic. but he still gets knocked down easily so rinse and repeat of him attacking, getting beat, healing by impaling with a crystal, and so on. But yeah the more magic he siphons from the roach crystals the more it makes the fungus kinda lose it and slowly but surely the grip the fungus has on his memories and self starts slipping and the instincts from the fungus and the sentience starts getting blurred. Yeah sorry victim in your obsession and greed for control for others you lost control of yourself

Basically a boss fight at that point, feral zombie vic vs his loyal lapdog of a bug and 5 children. At first its just operating off of the instinct of getting them OUT of the territory, but he also burns through the magic really quickly which means he needs more and oh look at that cute little bee hes full of magic. Basically a stalling game of blocking off the exist and making sure he doesnt rip the crystal stuck in seconds head out.

Eventually they win and after a quick revive from Second, an unconscious victim gets carried to an inn by Agent and everyone leaves the caves that day with so much trauma yippeeee

[lemonjestercoffee]

horses! horses! horses! horses!

i redesigned them! with my own hcs and species design quirks. also woe, height chart be upon ye

some notes for everypony:

Twilight Sparkle- i like gold on her design but not the absurd amounts everyone else gives her for some reason, so i made it an accent color. yes her magic is gold now too because of her eyes. her hair was also inspired by Mikan Tsumiki's cause i thought a more orderly version of her choppy mess would look good on Twilight, i was right. also glasses go brr, i think she looks cute in 'em

Apple Jack- while i love the long fetlocks people give her, i can't see her actually doing that because they'd be a pain to keep clean, so i did the opposite and had her shave her feathering off. i also put her hair up to keep it off her neck so she doesn't overheat while working. her cutiemark is my favorite part cause it's that family symbol where two adults and a kid make a heart, but i made it an apple instead, does a better job at showing her emphasis on family ties. no hat cause i like the idea of her hat being from her dad, and she doesn't want to mess it up wearing it daily so she wears it exclusively to special events

Rainbow Dash- i decided to make her less of a living lightening bolt and leaned more into her lazy side, going for the type of butch lesbian look that makes her feel like she wears tank tops and hangs out in the basement getting drunk and listening to rock. i wanted her to look like the only part of her she actually puts effort into maintaining is her wings

Fluttershy- i take great enjoyment in making Flutters a fucking lumbering giant compared to his friends (yes my Flutters is a guy), taking fluttertree and running with it. no notes aside from tall and green patterns and long hair and ooo pretty bronze jewelry. ig also his cutie mark is like- it was suppose to just be a paw and a butterfly but i accidentally made a parasprite with it, and instead of fixing it i just rolled with it and made it look more intentional

Pinkie Pie- THIS HORSE GAVE ME SO MUCH TROUBLE!! every part of my body was like "give her patterns! add things to her hair! it makes sense for her!!" but everything i did looked wrong and i couldn't get it to work. so i bit the bullet and made her really plain... and it worked. i don't know why but she just.... looks so much better with a really simple design, the hair texture does all the heavy lifting really

Rarity- of everyone, she's the one who'd have the long pretty fetlocks, and i decided to double down on that by not only making them so long you can't see her hooves, but also by making her have the longest and softest coat in general. she has the time and dedication to take care of such a high maintenance coat and she's gonna do it. it's even more impressive when you realize ponyville uses exclusively dirt roads. aside from that i think she deserves nice jewelry, and they use leather straps cause i think leather would be a ponyville fashion staple, she shows her hometown pride in her fashion

Spike- i thought it was weird he was so small the whole run, he should have had a growth spurt at some point imo, so i made him a bit bigger and more proportional to the older teen dragons, this is less of a redesign and more of a "make him actually grow up" thing, he's still small but not toddler small. this is the point where Twilight starts complaining about him sitting on her back cause he's getting too heavy. i also don't like how adult Spike ended up looking, but i haven't made a redesign of him yet

i have made an older alicorn Twilight design that i've been referring to as Ethereal Twilight, but i might hold off on sharing that for a while cause i have some funky hc lore ideas for the alicorns that i wanna refine a little before posting her. maybe i'll have older Spike drawn by then too, who knows

[kiriekonamistan]

I have been given too much freedom

It's time for Cursed Thoughts With Kirie!

I'm gonna be thinking about this until the day I die btw. I just love Fairy Tail too much not to post a bit of random stuff I thought of.

This is mostly a headcanon and partially a story idea; So we all know that Cana Albarona is a flirt, ms bi/pan queen over here, right? I had a really funny idea for something that could happen after the Alvarez War but either at the same time as 100yrs Quest, just before 100yrs Quest, or some time after it ends.

•Cana is the member of Fairy Tail who has the most notable track record for bad dates, bad picks for a partner, and the longest list of dark mages (some of which she knew were dark mages prior to trying to date them) dated by a legal/light guild mage. There's a column in Sorcerer Weekly magazine dedicated to the dating habits of big-time-guild mages.

Cana's interests are notoriously very hard to get a read on because one week she'll be with a perfectly average gal with a job at a local cafe, next month she's spotted at a seedy tavern making out with freakin' Bora the Prominence (after getting kicked from Titan's Nose but before the scheme in Hargeon Port)!

This goes on and on for years, she's seen sharing a drink with some shady character who is later revealed to be a grunt for a dark guild (she claims innocence every time one of her exes gets arrested for something like this, the Magic Council is livid every single time), then she's with some nerdy nobody from a village near Magnolia. At some point after the war with Alvarez she's even listed as dating Brandish Mu of the Twelve Shields for a while (Spriggan Twelve).

-All this to say Cana is unashamed of who she is interested in dating. She only keeps a low enough profile to not get herself or her dates arrested and so that she doesn't attract any bad attention to the guild.

But one day Sorcerer Weekly holds a viewers poll for the top hundred most attractive wizards in Fiore. Not just guild wizards either, any mage who a subscriber of Sorcerer Weekly finds appealing can be submitted but there needs to be a minimum of two photographs mailed in along with the viewer's entry ticket. (or something like that, I'm making this up, I don't know how magazine contests work)

The recommendations are mailed in, the issue is published, and mages across Fiore and beyond are shocked (many are appalled) to see the Black Wizard Zeref's photos printed just below Jellal Fernandez. The Fairy Tail guild is in chaos; Natsu looks like he's suffering from his motion sickness despite being seated firmly on a picnic bench, Gray did a spit take when someone shoved a copy of the magazine past him to show Mira, Master Makarov is as pale as a sheet, Lucy is stunned, and Cana-...

Cana is the only one completely unaffected. Smiling and chugging her booze like any other day in this crazy guild. It takes about three days for her to fess up that she submitted it half as a joke and half seriously (Natsu has not come out to the guild as Zeref's younger brother yet, only the founding members of Team Natsu and Porlyusica know about that). She winds up saying something along the lines of, "What's so wrong with putting him on the list? It's not like he's here to complain about it- 'sides" her mouth curves into a smug grin, "for over four hundred he's totally a dilf."

The entire guild throws things at her for that comment. She cackles uncaringly.

@spot-of-tea @pencilofawesomeness

Woe, cursed thoughts be upon the both of ye!

[dirty-bosmer]

Woe, filth be upon ye!

Welp, I have been successfully peer-pressured into posting my Lucien/Silencer|Sheogorath smut that is really just angst with sex. Thank you for the encouragement, friends. It's everyone else's problem now.

Fandom: Elder Scrolls IV: Oblivion Rating: Explicit Warnings: Toxic Relationship. Love as Horror. Shameless smut. Nasty, violent, loser sex, and the general unpleasantness that follows fucking a man who lives in a masturbation dungeon. It's nothing too wild, but if you are expecting any tenderness or soft romance this is NOT the fic. More tags on ao3. Relationships: Lucien (as Listener)/Silencer (who is now mantling Sheogorath 🤪) Summary: Ever since his rise to Listener, Lucien has struggled to keep Nimileth satisfied.

And stripped of her title, all that’s left of his Silencer is her. These days he can scarcely look for fear of what he’ll find— his lover, strange and cruel, growing stranger day by day, something lawless in her nature that even their tenets couldn’t bind. Sometimes he wonders if he ever knew her or only saw what he wanted to see, if too much touching could change a thing, deform it, destroy it even. Did he do this? Did he break her? The thought shouldn’t trouble him. It never did before, because most things when broken remain so, in pieces. Less of themselves. Fragments to be forgotten, ground down to dust, but whatever shards he pulled from the crypt that night are somehow more Nimielth than he remembered.   And tethered to Bravil, it’s just the two of them, no sanctuary but the space between their arms. He can’t think of a worse fate, to be caged in with this grinning thing that looks like a woman he once loved. Who were they before they lost each other? Lucien no longer remembers, isn’t sure that he wants to, if trying to get back what they had before it came to this is worth the fear of finding out. 

[novantinuum]

Fandom: Steven Universe Rating: Mature Audiences (For references to underage sex) Words: 2.8K~ Summary: It’s possible. The timing lines up. What Connie fears is one hundred percent possible. The problem is, a potential pregnancy this early into their relationship was absolutely not in their plans.

WOE, post canon Connverse pregnancy scare fic be upon ye.

This is honest to god the fastest I've ever written a fic of this length in my whole ass life- I thought of this idea literally last night and nailed it all out in like twelve straight hours. Just so y'all can make an informed decision on whether to read or sit out, this contains minimal description of actual sex beyond like one short paragraph- instead focusing in on the human fallout of poor teenage decision making.

Connie is 17 and already in college, and Steven is 19.

On a semi-related topic, Google absolutely believes I'm pregnant now after all the incessant research I did for this story, lmafo.

Enjoy! I'm putting basically all of this fic under a cut here due to its mature topic nature.

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If you asked Steven what kind of conversation he expected when Connie called him out of the blue at one AM in the morning, one where she’s hysterical and halfway to hyperventilating definitely wouldn’t have been at the top of his list.

“Woah, woah—” he stresses, passing the phone to his other ear so he can pick on up what she’s saying better. “Just— slow down, okay? Start from the beginning. What’s happened?”

“It’s been three days, Steven!” she says, voice hitching upon his name. “I know my cycle, okay?? I’ve been tracking my cycle ever since I started menstruating, and it’s supposed to be like goddamn clockwork! It’s never been late like this. Never!”

“And you’re, uh— you’re absolutely sure there’s nothing else that could be interfering-??”

“Of course I’m fucking sure!” she hollers, making the small speaker bar on his phone vibrate against the side of his head. 

He winces, already regretting his poor choice of words with her. 

“Okay, okay, I— I shouldn’t have pressed about that. I’m sorry. Just—” he sucks in a deep breath of air, doing his absolute beat not to delve down the dangerous implication filled rabbit hole this early on, when tensions are high and accurate information is sorely limited— “what do you need right now? What can I do to help?”

“I need you here,” she warbles, her hysteria finally pushing over the brim and transforming into a heartbreaking bounty of distraught cries. “With me—!”

He clamps down upon the inside of his lip, thinking. The unfortunate part of living two timezones away from a romantic partner is that their transportation options for emergency visitations are limited. Unless… 

“Is Lion with you?” he asks, crossing his fingers and hoping beyond all hopes that this aloof feline miraculously chose this evening to make a visit at Connie’s off campus group home.

“I-I…” Brief pause. There’s a faint ruffle in the line, probably her shifting position. “I think he’s outside, yes.”

“If you can send him over to me, I’ll be there as fast as I can. Okay?”

“Okay,” she whispers, hoarse and strained. 

“We’ll figure this out, I promise. Love you.”

“Love you…”

And with that, Connie hangs up from her end.

Steven’s humble little studio apartment falls into complete and utter silence. He cradles his phone in his hands, staring with unparalleled intensity at his seventeen-year-old girlfriend’s smiling contact photo for a good few minutes… contemplating the sheer daunting weight of the potential future life’s just sprung on them out of nowhere. 

It’s possible.

The timing lines up.

What Connie fears is one hundred percent possible.

“Shit,” he ultimately hisses, shoving the device in his back pocket and moving to grab his wallet, his keys, and a light jacket.

This was absolutely not the conversation he expected to have tonight.

_____

One trip to his local 24-hour convenience store and a ride on Lion later, Steven finds himself perched on the edge of Connie and her housemates’ shared couch holding the instructional pamphlet for a pregnancy test, intensely conscious of the sleep shattering noise they’re probably making out here despite their best attempts at whispering. Ugh. He really, really hopes they don’t wake Patricia or Natalie up with all this racket. He doesn’t want to be rude, especially not at the heart of midterms season.

“But this says you’re not supposed to take it until a week after your first missed period,” he says, tapping his finger at the relevant section of fine print.

“That doesn’t mean it’s not gonna work at all, though,” Connie shoots back, tussling the instructions from his hands. “Look, see—? It doesn’t say you’re not supposed to take it until then, it just says the results may have a higher chance of inaccuracy.”

“And isn’t accuracy exactly what we need at the moment?” he responds with a bit too much stress riding within his tone. 

(His thoughts trail back to almost three weeks ago. That kissing session that got a bit more heated than either of them had originally planned for. The expired condom that he didn’t realize was expired until after it broke in the middle of sex.)

She shoots him a withering look, her eyes puffy and damp from all the tears she’s already shed tonight. 

“No, what I need is an answer. Any answer, so I can finally go to bed and stop freaking the hell out over this. You know how I am— I just gotta rip the bandaid off, and then I’ll be fine. I’ll even test daily for the next week if that makes you feel better.”

“Whatever makes you feel better,” he gently redirects, capturing her trembling hand within his and rubbing faint circles against the side of her palm for a few precious moments.

Sniffling, she gives a faint nod, grabbing the test itself from the coffee table and moving to stand.

“Okay. I… I’ll be just a few minutes. I’ll come back out once I have the sample ready, a-and… and then we can wait together.”

“Take your time,” he says.

She does.

As it turns out, peeing on demand (and on a plastic test strip, no less) is pretty difficult, even more so when one is stressed beyond all belief. 

They keep in contact over text for those long twenty or so minutes, and it’s through this feed of discussion that he starts to piece together the full picture of what must’ve happened here.

Mistake number one: Connie knew she was in a fertile period. She knew, and— horny as she was at the time— decided to progress the speed of their lovemaking anyways. All her choice. She provided him a condom she’d gotten as a free sample from some university health fair, and off they went. In any normal circumstance, that’s where this story would stop.

But then came mistake number two: right as he neared the brink of orgasm, he felt a distinct jump in sensitivity— one that not only sent him careening right over the edge, but also alerted him to the fact that his condom must’ve snapped. He’s almost positive Connie felt it too. He pulled out as quick as he could the second he realized, but what’s done was done. 

They discovered big mistake number three right afterwards: The condom was already expired. It was expired all along, and neither of them had thought to check the label before slipping it on. Stupid. Connie promised she’d talk to the campus nurse about getting her hands on some free Plan B that next morning— just in case— and Steven assumed that was the end of it. 

But then there was mistake number four: Apparently, Connie never took that Plan B at all. She was so wigged out over one of her upcoming midterms in a class she’s barely passing that (as he learns via this text thread) she forgot to go to the nurse to inquire about it in the first place. By the time she remembered, too many days had passed for it to be effective, so she didn’t bother looking into it further. Instead she merely crossed her fingers that nothing would come of this series of unfortunate happenings whatsoever, but then came late period day number one. And then number two. And then number three. And by that point, the evidence seemed so stacked against her favor that the stress simply exploded. She couldn’t study. She couldn’t even sleep. Thus, she just has to secure an answer tonight, or she’ll never find any peace, she says.

He understands, he does.

But also… he really, really wants to make sure that whatever answer they settle on with this matter is guaranteed correct. And soon, while there’s still time to do something about it (if that’s what she wants) without too much emotional investment coming into play.

Because accidentally knocking up his girlfriend in her second year of college… before they’re even married or close to being engaged… and while she’s still seventeen to boot was absolutely not in their plans.

“Ughhh… stupid, stupid,” he hisses to himself, knocking his head against the plush backing of the sofa. 

If that damned test comes back positive, her mother (and heck, probably Pearl too, for that matter) is going to kill him.

While he wouldn’t mind being a father in a few years’ time, the fact of thee matter is that they’re nowhere close to ready for such a future at this current juncture. Neither of them have jobs. Neither of them have a home of their own that isn’t partially paid for by their parents. Hell, on his end, even with regular therapy and steady medication he still struggles with the most basic self-care like showering daily and remembering to eat breakfast. So how on Earth— if Connie’s fears are right, and she is positive— is he supposed to suddenly pivot to taking care of an infant too on top of all that? Oh stars he’s not ready for this. He’s not. 

And if that’s how he feels, then he can’t even begin to imagine how much terror must be surging through her mind at this present moment.

Yikes. He’s really made a mess of things, hasn’t he? He should’ve… ugh, he should’ve said something. He should’ve gently told her ‘no’ the moment she revealed she was only a day away from ovulation. He shouldn’t have taken the risk. He should’ve thought to check in with her about the Plan B instead of blindly assuming she took care of it. He’s older, so he should’ve been the responsible one. 

He tells her as such.

no, no… it takes two to tango, silly, she responds via text a few seconds later. it’s not your fault any more than it’s mine. im sorry for yelling at you earlier, it’s just. not what i had planned.

same, he responses. 

And then, after a hard swallow and a moment’s pause… he dares to rustle up that big ol’ elephant in the room.

He asks The Question.

have u thought about what you’re gonna do if its positive yet

A set of ellipses show up at the bottom of the screen. She’s typing. Slowly. 

Or maybe… 

The ellipses disappear for a bit. Then reappear. Then blink out existence once again.

Steven sighs, sinking back into the couch and setting his phone upside down so he doesn’t have to psych himself out by staring expectantly at her contact photo at the top of their text feed for the next goodness knows how long. 

Good grief. If he weren’t already so damn emotionally drained over all this, he’s sure he’d be glowing bright ass pink right now. Thank goodness he’s not. Connie needs his comfort tonight, not the other way around. His lip crinkles into a pensive frown as he reflects on the situation… shifts his gaze around the darkened living room. (He catches the faintest glimpse of Lion snoozing outside the window again as his eyes adjust to the light level.) For the briefest of seconds he considers shooting a text to Dad, curious if he might have any advice on how to handle this sort of situation, but then…

No, no. It’s far too early to say anything. Plus, he doesn’t want to risk letting the blunt reality of their active sex life break containment unless Connie says it’s okay.

His phone buzzes.

Heart pounding with unimaginable ferocity, he flips it over to read.

honestly the reason i’m so freaked out rn is that i think id really wanna keep it. even though im SURE it would mess up all my college goals. is that stupid??

Brief pause yet again as she adds something else.

i’m so, so sorry i know that might not be something you’re ready to commit to rn. that’s half of why i’m so upset. i don’t want this to speed up our relationship in ways you’re not ready for, or ruin it altogether

Steven’s inhale is sharp and shallow, his thoughts racing as he tries not to consider the potential implications of what her decision means for him too deeply. It’s not about me, he reminds himself. It’s not about me.

hey, no- it’s okay, he types, fingers shaking. don’t fuss about me. it’s your body. your choice. i’ll support you through whatever you decide. promise.

Send.

A good while passes without a response. 

Considering the heaviness of the topic, he’s half a mind to stride across the room and go knock on the bathroom door to see if she’s okay, but then that very door squeaks open.

Connie scuttles to the couch in a hurry, the test and a generous wad of toilet paper in hand. She lays down the paper on the coffee table first for cleanliness’ sake, and sets the plastic sample cartridge on top of it.

Then, with a weary sigh, she sets a timer on her phone for three minutes.

“Please don’t let me look at it until time’s up,” she says, slumping against his side for comfort. 

“It’s okay,” he whispers, shifting his position to wrap his arms tight around her. Secure. Safe. “We’re okay. Whatever happens, we do it together, all right?”

“All right.”

Noticing her heavy blinking and angling to help her feel better, he brushes a stray wavy lock back behind her ear, his touch as delicate as he can muster. “Hey. Jam buds?”

“Jam buds,” she nods with a watery smile.

They sit in silence for about thirty seconds, allowing each others’ racing heartbeats to lull them to at least some form of camaraderie laden relief.

Or at least, they try to.

“My mom is not gonna be happy about this,” Connie says out of the blue, attaching words to the daunting thought they’re clearly both stewing over.

“If it’s positive,” he reminds her. “It’s still a big if.”

“But I’m right though. I was an underage accident, too, remember? I just—” her voice breaks as she chokes back what he fears might be an impending sob— “I know she wanted better for me. I don’t want to disappoint her, y’know?”

He risks a dry joke to lighten the mood.

“Well… at least if she’s mad, you have the excuse that it runs in the family to fall back on, right?”

“Oh, shut up, you,” she says with a half-hearted giggle, playfully shrugging him away.

They lapse into a peaceful quiet yet again.

He busies himself tracing abstract shapes against the knob of her shoulder, doing his best to help ground her amidst this unexpected squall in their relationship.

“How much time’s left?” she asks, her tone shrunken and nervous 

Steven glances over at her phone on the table. “Just a few more seconds.”

The timer goes off a mere cluster of heartbeats later.

Taking a deep breath as one committed unit, their hands inseparably intertwined, the two lean forward to investigate the pregnancy test together.

There’s only a single band visible in the results window, where the control should be.

Negative.

Steven lets out what’s quite possibly the biggest exhale of his full nineteen years.

Thank the stars.

That’s step one.

It’s still not a solid confirmation— not with this singular test taken so early into what she fears is a missed cycle— but it’s a start.

“What does it mean that a tiny part of me is kinda disappointed now…?” Connie asks him afterwards, sinking backwards into the couch’s soft embrace. 

“It means we’ll have to try again in a few years,” he says, giving the crown of her head a soft kiss. “When we’re actually ready.

_____

Connie tests again just a few hours later that morning. 

Then the next day.

And the next.

All negative.

Much to their relief, their one hundred percent conclusive answer comes on day three, when she calls him at the literal crack of dawn with immense excitement to report the belated start of her period.

Just to be extra sure, she makes a walk-in appointment at the university clinic to talk through the scare with one of their doctors on day four.

“It was that damn anxiety med I just started,” she relays to him over the phone later that evening. “I didn’t even think about it. Apparently medications that function as antidepressants run the risk of screwing up your cycle a bit. Thus, the delay.”

“Well, now we know for the future, yeah?” 

“Yeah,” she says with a faint chuckle. “That, and the importance of never using cheap free sample condoms. Ugh… I’m gonna be so paranoid about expiration dates, now.”

He frowns, rapping his fingertips against the arm of his desk chair.

“Hey, listen— don’t get all worked up over it, okay? Like you’ve said before, it takes two to tango. We never have to do anything you’re not explicitly comfortable with.”

“Yes, yes, you’re right,” she acquiesces. “Of course you’re right… Still, I guess the silver lining of all this is that now I know I actually want children someday.”

“Same,” he says, his chest fluttering with unquestionable affection. “Let’s get you through college first, though. Then we’ll talk.” 

Connie giggles, lively and free. The sound is spellbinding music to his ears.

“Sounds like a deal, Biscuit.”

[articskele]

Woe, Pony Town Oncelers be upon ye!! Plus more pony-ified versions with different coat colors ouo

The Onceler always struck me as an earth pony, maybe a mule? I considered giving him longer ears

Both bc of his farming background, in reference to Melvin, and for the idea of making your way to the top through sheer hard work and innovation, not having to rely on any fancy powers!

And he's just so cute- I like how you can see the brown part of his gloves when he lies down ouo

He EEPY, featuring messy wet hair

And the Biggering AU version has his fancy peacock wings!

Biggerler, the man himself! Featuring a little trick that makes it look like he's got those long curly coattails ouo

Also an earth pony! I think the greyscale look really fits him, and that dark marking between his eyes makes him look especially serious

(There is a shark plushie in Pony Town that I would've added in reference to Viktor, but it's one of the Halloween collectables I don't have yet :pensive:)

A note about his neck, you can make things the same color as the in-game grass to create the illusion of it being invisible! So it's like his head is floating ouo

Pony Bitter's got a light green coat with darker ends of his ears, a lighter snout, and mark on his forehead that may or may not be foreshadowing-

And I made him a unicorn! I like the idea that an infected unicorn's magic turns yellow and unstable, so I'm picturing him lashing out at someone and his horn sparks

Which would add extra emphasis to the idea that he's dangerous, and something needs to be done fast.

ROCKYYYYYY- Sporting his skull bandanna and the little star on his goggles and everything! A pegasus this time, since those kinds of classic rock songs tend to use wing imagery

And the markings make him look like a bird ouo

And his second outfit! I looove love love how he goes from a nice blue to this murky blue-green, with the markings turning dull. The fiery wings are a reference to this post!

And lastly, have pony Artic with a little Onceler plushie ouo

[stargun2307]

Woe, another OC be upon ye! Controller Silouan, STAR-V1911, is a Starling Protektor Controller who commands a squad of STARs at a power plant supplying electricity to a city on Vineta. She is currently in a loving relationship with a Eule named Lena, who is musically talented and sweet as a cupcake.

Silouan is a kind-hearted Starling with a knack for leadership and “people skills”. Her first and last Storch mentee (and first lover), Controller Sechs, progressed from an angry delinquent to a wise, capable, and sympathetic commander under Silouan’s watch. Sechs was eventually transferred to a high-profile command post on the frontlines and killed in action, leaving a vacancy in the Controller cadre at V-19. Because V-19 did not have the funds or the means to transfer a new Storch in, Command approved Silouan for the position, which she took with a heavy heart.

Silouan currently has her hands full trying to deal with a new Storch transferred out of S-23 to the waterfront facility on Vineta, whose interesting behavioral patterns pose quite a challenge for Silouan to navigate….

[androgynous-agent69]

info dump away!!! *grabby hands at your amazing writing*

Ohohoho~! Thank you dear anon! :3

So, this info dump is gonna be about the lore regarding my COTL fanfic mainly focusing on Leshy, Leon (my name for the Yellow Cat), and the other main Characters of COTL such as Narinder and the Lamb (and i even managed to add the Goat in as the Lamb's advisor(?), but i havent shown anything on this blog yet. Maybe soon, idk :p).

I'm only gonna be discussing the backgrounds and context of my posted story works and any essential still-private work that gives further context, because I'm too self-conscious about the rest of the still-private stuff, but what I will tell you is that the full story is mainly just me creating pages of either backstories, or building on relationships with Leshy and the others (such as when Leshy & Leon visited the coast area to hang out on the pier, discuss Leshy's background, and terrorise a few lighthouse cultists).

So, let's begin!

(WARNING: MENTIONS OF PTSD, CHILD ABUSE/HARM AND TRAUMA, VIOLENCE, GENOCIDE, AND SUICIDE BELOW. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!)

Starting off, I wanna talk about my most recent post, which is about Narinder trying to apologise for what he did to Leshy and the other Bishops.

I'll be honest, I do take inspiration from the stuff I see on tumblr, and when I came across THIS post of Leshy crying on Narinder (art by @wels-corner)

I suddenly had the urge to create a similar scene where Leshy begins arguing with Nari, which then slowly dissolves into a mental breakdown.

The whole "Shamura being essentially brain dead" isn't shown explicitly in that scene, but in the story there is a part where Shamura gets Leshy to chat, where they explain that trying to regain the Green crown will be useless as "the crowns will not accept a bearer who has failed" (failed = died/beaten by the Lamb). Leshy then begins to angrily panic and grabs Shamura by the shoulders to ask for more information, but Shamura's brain injuries then takes hold and they revert from "Bishop of war" to "elderly librarian who doesn't even know who their younger brother is, let alone their name".

Next up: The nightmare that Leshy has about Narinder's betrayal! Let's hear it for PTSD!!!

Jokes aside, I REALLY LOVED how this turned out, especially after all the tweaking I did to the story. The scene takes place after another part of the nightmare involving Leshy's regret and guilt regarding the Lamb Genocide, which is why it begins with "When you look back up", as Leshy looked down at the ground and tuned out the noises and sights.

I also did my best to make Narinder's words about each Bishop reference their injuries, if anyone noticed. Shamura was said by Narinder to "always be the smartest" resulting in their head and brain being caved in. Heket "always said such profanities", resulting in her throat being slashed. Kallamar always "eavesdropped", which made Narinder rip off his ears, and little kid Leshy in that scene was, what Narinder referred to as "a worthless spectator", which made Narinder rip Leshy's main eye out.

Final bit of the post I wanna talk about is that deerfolk mentioned at the start. the one that's twitching and makes "strange, savage noises". In that point in time, Narinder had created a basis for the resurrection spell, however it was not without flaws. While the soul re-entered the body, this body was not repaired of any decay, and as such, they essentially became zombies. The Lamb, however, managed to iron out the ritual's error, and thankfully caught it out before Narinder had to use the ritual on them after a botched crusade (thank heaven for that, imagine a crazed zombie Lamb o-o)

The next post of my fic is the one with Leon and Leshy casually talking, which happens near the start.

This scene has no real inspiration, it's just Leon and Leshy bantering. One thing I would like to talk about is the quote "Ugh, I forgot that fool actually got to your head...". My last attempt at this fic, Leon had a completely different personality. He was a hater of Chaos entirely and instead a devotee of the Lamb, whereas currently he is a former Chaos follower who, after the Lamb genocide and The Lamb's gaining of the crown, was forced by the other, higher ranking followers, to be sacrificed to Leshy. This was interrupted by said Lamb, who recruited Leon to the cult and the rest there is history!

This is important, because there's another part of the fic where Leshy finally reveals his wounds to Leon, who then gets a feline instinct to lick the wounds (inspired by the multiple artworks of this), which makes Leshy warn Leon that black ichor is deadly. This, however, makes Leon confused as only God's like the Lamb and the Bishops have black ichor blood, and Leon quickly puts two and two together.

Yeah, it ends in a rather depressing scene where Leon attacks Leshy out of sheer anger, and Leshy stops a knife that was going for his throat, only to grab Leon's hands around the grip, apologise, and pull the knife into his neck. But don't worry, because the Lamb revives him on Leon's wishes roughly two weeks later after he mentally recovered.

Finally, for those that bothered to read all this way (or just scrolled right down, idrc lmfao), have a reward through the form of the aforementioned scene above!

(BTW ignore the long ass "~~~~~"'s. Its just how I divide the 'chapters')

(Edits just fixing Shamura's pronouns, adding proper links, and fixing some grammar)