#[ abi : but i'm not nosy ]

[qverdia]

@4lexnilsen continued from here .

abilene felt she wasn't built for this kind of weather . once , when abilene was five or six , it snowed on christmas eve , and she was sure it must not have been the same kind of snow that had been whipping through the city for days now . she remembered soft , powdery snow slipping through her fingers while she tried to gather up enough to throw a snowball at her brother and not the snowflakes that must be made of knives or something the way it felt like they cut through your skin when the wind picked them up .

truthfully , she had peered out of her window to see if the stray tabby that hung around the building happened to be wandering around the alleys when she saw his figure sat on the fire escape . . . but she wasn't going to admit that . pets weren't allowed anyways , although abilene had already decided that the next time she saw the cat she'd scoop her up and sneak her inside even with all of that fur , it didn't seem right to leave her out in the cold . it didn't seem right to leave him out here either .

she shrugged , ignoring his tone and tugging her own jacket a bit tighter around her . when colt had first visited the apartment he'd accidentally left his jacket behind , thankfully for @4lexnilsen . the two weren't too different in terms of size . she sat down beside him , hugging her knees to her chest as the freezing metal did not help the whole human icicle situation .

❛ nosy ? ❜ she asked , voice incredulous as she puffed warm air from her mouth onto her hands . ❛ nosy would be demanding to know why you're up here when it's cold enough to freeze hell . ❜ she shot him a look , dark brows furrowed over her hazel eyes . ❛ i just figured that you might want some company with all of your manly ruminating out here . ❜ she shrugged , although abilene had her suspicions .

she'd ran into him this morning , literally mind you , in the lobby and he had been wearing sunglasses and was a bit more grumpy than usual . she didn't know much about baby blue eyes , but surely he didn't need sunglasses during a snowstorm , right ? growing up with colt , she knew that mentioning the frozen tears on alex's face and the redness to his skin would probably earn her a slammed window as alex went back inside .

❛ besides , my ass is thoroughly frozen to this fire escape now . so we're stuck here er , i'm stuck here . ❜

[wolfawaycamp]

Alternate Truth or Dare "Truth" scene, because Emma's question in-game was super boring. She could've come up with something shippy for that, surely.

🐼 I had a million different ideas for this and maybe I'll write them out someday, but for the sake of brevity, here is (1) slightly shippier version of Emma Mountebank's infamously boring 'truth' question! Thanks for the ask :)

The warm smoke of the campfire mixed with the earthy scent wafting off of Lake Septimus’ surface makes for a nice, comfortable atmosphere for the Hacketteers’ last hurrah around the firepit.

Ryan can appreciate the sentimentality of it, as he had built up a nice camaraderie with these (mostly) strangers, but of course Dylan had to be Dylan and throw a Truth-or-Dare-shaped wrench into things. Ryan’s already nervous enough, what with Chris freaking out and demanding they stay in the lodge with all of the escapes locked as if there’s some wild animal on the loose.

To Ryan, the only thing worse than being attacked by a savage bear or feral hog is exactly what Emma is doing to him right now: putting him on the spot. “Ryan — truth or dare?”

He weighs his options.

Truth — knowing Emma, she's probably going to ask something nosy like "What were you and Chris talking about in his office?" which is annoying but ultimately uninteresting. Easy, painless, and forgettable.

Dare — she's going to make him kiss someone. Sure, he could be a killjoy and say no, but he's already on thin ice with this crowd and he's not so much of an asshole that he's going to ruin everyone's fun by refusing a dare. Besides, he knows it's either going to be Dylan or Kaitlyn. He can handle that. They're both attractive, and they both clearly have a crush on him. But what if she makes you choose? nags a voice in the back of his mind, and that gives him pause. Because — because if he's forced to make a choice, people are going to make assumptions and tease him and Dylan — or Kaitlyn — mercilessly about it for the rest of the night. Truly a fate worse than death.

He goes with the safe option. "Truth. I'm an open book."

"Okay, okay. Let's get right down to it." Emma narrows her eyes suspiciously.

"Let's do." Ryan makes his best attempt to match her energy. He’s sure he looks as terrified as a first-time camper during opening week.

"What were you and Dylan doing when you two snuck away from Mandatory Movie Night last month?"

Fuck. That wasn’t part of the script.

"You left the lodge after Mr. H told you not to? What a little rebel!" Abi blurts out in mock surprise.

Ryan rolls his eyes. "No, we...we went upstairs. Wanted to get away from the kids. Nothing really happened. We just talked."

Somehow, he’s forgotten that the other person in question is sitting six feet away from him, ready to call him out on his bullshit. "C'mon, tell them the rest of it,” Dylan encourages, taking another sip of his beer.

Betrayal. Ryan really was an idiot to think he’d get out of this one so easily. "Whose side are you on, man?"

"Well, obviously, as the one who's laying down the law here, I'm on the side of the truth!" Dylan responds matter-of-factly.

Emma, who’d been watching the exchange and quietly enjoying the drama, leans in. "What are you hiding from us, you mysterious bad boy?”

I’m really not beating the ‘brooding loner’ allegations, am I? "First off, never say that again." Everyone is staring at him in anticipation, except Dylan, who’s looking away and visibly trying (and failing) to maintain his poker face while reveling in Ryan’s discomfort.

Ryan sighs. "We also…might have found some vodka and drank it. But we were just drinking and chilling like we are right now. Nothing to write home about."

“Vodka and chill, huh?” Jacob waggles his eyebrows suggestively.

“No,” Ryan responds, trying to sound as unbothered as possible. Unless you count Dylan acting serious for more than ten seconds as ‘chill.’ 

In all honesty, they didn’t do anything crazy. They'd started that night sharing childhood camp stories, and it had eventually turned into deep discussions about their fears, their dreams, and their plans for the future after camp, but the other counselors don’t need to know every detail. Ryan had seen Dylan in a different light since that night and they’d grown closer from it. That moment is special, and Ryan intends to keep at least some things between himself and Dylan.

Nick takes a break from basking in the warmth of the campfire to speak up. "Ugh. Boring!”

"On the contrary. My curiosity's been satisfied." Emma is staring at Ryan with an unnerving grin plastered onto her face. In the firelight, she almost looks like a demon. “Thank you for sharing.”

Jacob isn't having it. "No way. That can't really be it. Dylan?"

Ryan shoots Dylan a look that hopefully screams “save me.” Dylan obliges. "No, no, I'd say he's off the hook. That’s all she wrote. Scout's honor." He holds up his hand and crosses his fingers.

"Doesn't that mean you're lying?" Jacob presses.

Kaitlyn responds to Jacob’s comment with derision, "No, dumbass, that's only if he does it behind his back where we can't see it. Duh." Ryan stays silent, letting the two bicker amongst themselves. At least they’re not all still staring at him with those creepy fucking smiles.

"Children! Settle down!" Right on cue, Emma turns everyone’s attention back to their favorite social punching bag. Well, second favorite to Jacob. "Your turn, Ryan." She’s still grinning. She genuinely looks pleased. It wasn’t just some juicy gossip she wanted from Ryan; her goal was to make him uncomfortable, and he played right into her trap perfectly.

Scanning the rest of the group, he sure does feel the discomfort; half of the counselors are giving him and Dylan knowing glances, while the other half look deeply disappointed with his answer. Well, too bad. He’ll let them speculate.

Ryan finds his victim. “Kaitlyn. What d’ya say — truth or dare?”

As she ponders the question, his eyes catch Dylan’s and he can’t help but wonder what would have happened had he chosen ‘dare.’ 

[starzfield]

20 questions, next wave.

which muse would try to befriend the others?

Fi and Lola would try to befriend everyone (except demons for Lola). Reina is usually friendly, she'd get along a lot with Keith for close interests, and would get close to Tora. Aby and Duncan would be very good friends if they managed to reach that point. Axel and Zephyr would gravitate towards eachother out of sorta kinship (oni/kitsune). Gabriel would enjoy making Duncan or Jason's life hell. Vincent is friendly, but would get along with Erik the best. Niel would approach Lukan in hope he'd teach him how to understand humans better. Lukan and William would bond over nosy/werewolf family.

which muse would be the MOM friend? DAD friend? 

Reina and Tora are a bit of mom friend, but I think Duncan is th emost "mom friend" vibed, ironically, with Lukan. Who could also be dad friend i guess. Keith is the most dad friend though. William just right behind.

what song do you associate with each muse?

Putting this under readmore, it's gonna be long x)

Leo : You've Created a monster, Bohnes Duncan : I'm a Wantd Man, Royal Deluxe Fi : Backup Plan, Carry the Day Axel : Glow, Britt Nicole Niel : Home, Prismo Seth : Party Animal, Con Bro Chill Gabriel : Nobody's Gonna Save my Soul, Sin Shake Sin Erik : R U Game, Hael Blaize : If I Killed Someone For You, Alec Benjamin Reina : Kingdom Come, Jon Bellion Zephyr : Immortals, Fall Out Boy Lukan : Help You Fly, Ivan Keith : Ghosts, Jacob Tillberg Vincent : Don't be mad, Parker The Bandit Tora : Part of Me, Katy Perry Lola : Travel the world, Superbus Aby : Beautiful things, Benson Boone Jason : Redemption, Besomorph William : We Are the Brave, VERIDIA Cal : Me and my demons, Omido Yun : Demon Mode, Stileto/AViVA

[abib918]

Well. Last poll ended in a tie, so here we go again - two winners from the first poll, and a secret third suggestion someone gave that's worth mentioning.

[vampzzi]

you're vaild ✧﹒﹒ Dylan lenivy x trans male reader

cw; emetophobia, gender dysphoria, not beta read I'm tired

author's note; there's not enough fics for my trans male lovers who love dylan lenivy and I just wanted to make something for you guys. Dylan gets you a binder :)

Sunk into your extremely uncomfortable bed you laid there, scrolling through your phone looking for a decent movie to watch on netflix since Mr.H gave us our phones back while he takes the kids home on a trip around the camp. Your chest was uncomfortably in the way as you wanted to look down at your feet, the cozy socks complimented your feet, a gift from Dylan since you get so cold at night you begin to shiver and tremble all over. Getting up out of your bed you look at yourself in the mirror, everything feels wrong about your body.  You don’t be as masculine as you want to be and no matter how much testosterone you take, it just doesn’t feel right.

The blank feeling sits in your gut as you don’t even wanna leave the room, climbing right back into the uncomfortable bed and snuggling into your sheets. Your mouth is dry through, you need some kind of refreshment as you get back up and open your door and walk through the door as  you walk down the halls. Why is the place so cold?? You shiver as you continue your journey to the kitchen, everyone is already in the kitchen. Ryan and Nick are making cookies together, what an usual sight to see Nick and Ryan bonding together but you can’t judge they seem to be enjoying their time. Emma is posing for Abi so she can draw her, they’ve been dating for a while now and they fit each other like puzzle pieces. It’s super crazy. 

And dylan..dylan, is sitting down doing something stupid as per usual, Jacob dared Dylan to eat one of those super carolina reaper chips mixed with mustard. The chip is red in color covered in disgustedly rancid smelling mustard as Dylan takes a bite and immediately dashes for the trashcan. He grips onto the trash can as he groans out and empties his stomach contents as everyone looks at him and then at Jacob with sour faces. 

“Whattt, nothing but a little plus it can't be that bad” he takes the chip and the eats the whole thing as everyone looks at him in disgust before he coughs and almosts gaps out, swallowing it with a smile “mmm delicious’ he rubs his stomach to emphasize his point, you laugh at point at him as you cover your mouth to silence it as he looks at you “Ayy, what’s up (name)?” you clear your throat and look at everyone and then your eyes lay on Jacob to answer his question “I’m doing fine, I can see you guys are up to no good again” “as always” he says back with a smirk.

Dylan slowly brings his head up as Ryan is offering him a water bottle as he takes it gratefully and downs it in one go, gulping it as I’m pretty everyone can hear his deep gulps. “That’s better - Oh! Hey (name)!” “Hey Dylan” you smile at him as he flashes you a smile back making your way over to the fridge you open to the many juices, sodas and flavored waters and plain water. You pick a nice cold sprite from the back as those are usually the best ones to drink, they are always cold and hit differently when you’re extremely thirsty.  

Dylan arms wraps around you as you open your soda and he looks down at you “I forgot to mention, I got you a gift and since summer camp si coming to an end thought I’d give it to you” you nod as he drags you away from the others, their voicing of curiosity soon disappears as we’re soon in the other cabin room, Dylan closes the door behind him slowly making the less noise with the loud creaky door. “Stay there” he gets on the floor and gets under the bed to reach for something fishing out a package as he hands you it “Had to hide it from the others but

it was hard since jacob loves teasing and being nosy” you chuckle “almost sounds like someone else I know”.

You rip out the package to a package the tag reads “gc2b” and you already know what it is. It’s a binder, something you’ve been trying to get forever but never having the pocket money for it as you smile brightly at Dylan giving him a hug as he hugs you back, squeezing you tightly.

“Thank you so much Dy” “You’re welcome name” He then looks at you again and steps back heading to the door “You should try it on, I’II give you your privacy” nodding as he opens the door and closes it waiting out, pulling off the shirt you wear and taking the bra off that you no longer need as you take the binder out and slip it on, placing the shirt back on. You place your hands on your chest, it's completely flat, your worlds feel so much better you could almost cry. No,  you wanted to cry. 

You opened the door and Dylan whispered “Looking handsome dude” you shook your head as you hugged him again and laid your head on his shoulder “...Thank you so much, I just can't thank you enough” “No need name, just helping out my best friend"

[followthebluebell]

Hey, so I figured you're the best person to ask this, and I'm sorry if this is bothersome! Do you think it'd be unethical to buy an Abyssinian from a breeder, given their predisposition to dental and allergy issues? And would the same apply to Somalis? Those are easily my favorite breeds and fit my desire for a smaller, high energy, friendly, and relatively trainable cat, but I worry about the ethics of producing a breed so prone to health issues. Would another breed be a better choice?

oh man, you’ve managed to pick my two all-time favorite breeds, ngl.  This is actually the exact same issue I’ve been wrestling with.  Not only are they absolutely, drop-dead GORGEOUS cats, but they’ve also got the exact kind of trainability and affection that I love in cats.

Full disclosure, I’ve never seen a Somali, so I’ll be focusing on Abyssinians here.  Most of the Abyssinians I’ve encountered have had either severe allergies, dental problems, or anxiety.  I’m not just including rescues in this; I’m also including the cats I’ve encountered in boarding situations.  That said, I have seen a few healthy and sound ones, so I’m not inclined to say that these problems are just part and parcel of the breed itself.  Rather, they seem to be the result of severe inbreeding.

The healthiest Abys i’ve encountered have been recent outcrosses, so that’s your best bet.  You’ll want to find a breeder who really emphasizes on avoiding these severe problems.  Most breeders are happy to chat about their favorite breeds and their issues, and what they are personally doing to better the breed.  An important question a lot of people forget to ask----or just feel too awkward to ask---- is something along the lines of ‘what are you hoping to achieve by breeding Cat A and Cat B?  What faults are you trying to correct here?”  Don’t be afraid to be nosy and really dig in deep.