#(formative wicked hyperfixation)

[palukoo]

anyone else dreaming of manderley??

[ar-cadez]

Count Duckula Fan Rewrite!!

Recently I’ve been working on a Count Duckula rewrite that aims to give it a slightly more serious tone and semi-serialized story like many modern cartoons! It took some time, but I made redesigns of the main cast. I had fun making this project and I REALLY hope you do too! Because I’m extremely nervous that the small fan base Count Duckula does have will hate this

I haven’t actually finished the show btw so if there’s an antagonist or smth that shows up later I should’ve redesigned.. lmk! I’m open to suggestions I really like this show..

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Basic Concept

Practically the same as the original show! There is a long line of reincarnations of a wicked vampire duck named Count Duckula, the most recent reincarnation went wrong and now the current Count is a vegetarian and much more interested in becoming famous than being evil.

Some major differences include the tone and story structure, being semi-serialized and having more serious arcs mixed in with the antics, along with a lot of changes in characterization. A big story change is also that Nanny was not hired until AFTER Duckula was reincarnated so Igor was the one who screwed up the ritual.

Tone wise I’d also like to slightly age up the target audience so it could get away with a bit more dark humour. My favourite part of the original show was moments that were just so morbid and completely brushed past. 13+ would be fine methinks.

Basic plot of the average episode would be about the count’s hyperfixation of the week and trying to get famous or profit from it. Not every episode would follow this structure though.

The grander themes of the series would be all about expectations from family and strangers and how those expectations can be completely false.

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Characters

^^ Final lineup! ^^

Sketches (less interesting poses but shows off some things better)

Count Duckula!

What I wanted to change

I feel like Duckula from the original spin-off was already a really strong character! There is a lot to him and really all I would want from a more emotional reboot is to dive into what’s already there. I did kinda project on him a bit in this rewrite though… gotta write what’cha know!

I also changed his design quite a bit. I never thought the suit fit his personality and I wanted to go with something a little more bright. If I go back again I might saturate his shirt a bit more. I also wanted all the residents of castle Duckula to have purple in their designs and for duckula and Towser to share similar colour’s inversed

Character Traits

Hatred of his legacy

Duckula is the first member of his lineage to not be an evil vampire and he hates that role that is expected of him. This is partially what drives him to be the nicest duck he can be, in hopes of shaking off his legacy. This also causes him to reject anything that's “spooky” or has to do with vampires. He physically can't eat meat or blood due to his botched resurrection, but even the sight of either distresses him.

Attention Drive

Due to his infamy, all Duckula wants is to be liked by the general public. Everyone in his town is automatically scared of him and he tries really hard to change their opinions on him whether that be through attempting to bea good samaritan or by performing in town. (Both tend to end poorly for him)

ADHD and Theatre Kid Behaviour

Duckula is constantly picking up and putting down new forms of art and performance. This can be anything from oil painting to American football. He does tend to get frustrated or distracted and abandon projects or crafts entirely. His favourite artform is acting and music so as you can imagine he's very into musicals. His musical talents are decent but his acting is awful. He’s also known to loud and overly excited over his interests

Ego and Cowardice

Being given a position of power the day you came into existence does have the tendency to make you… immature to say the least. When in danger, if he even realises there is any, Duckula’s first move is to use his title as leverage. If that doesn't work, his second is to beg, grovel, and lie his way out of the situation. That, or hide behind his much more intimidating companions.

Rich Kid Syndrome

Having the majority of people you know be your house staff really messes with your sense of responsibility. Duckula can hardly do many basic life skills on his own because of this. It's not like he is completely lazy but he does have executive dysfunction and has yet to realise that fact, causing him to procrastinate on many things and completely forget or just get someone else to do it.

Not Naturally kind

Being his father’s reincarnation, it only makes sense that Duckula would inherit many traits from his past lives. Many of the other Counts were ego-driven cowards with desires for fame. They just went about it differently. Duckula actively tries to be kind and polite but a lot of passive aggression and snark slips through the cracks of that veneer. He would never want to admit that he has ANYTHING in common with his ancestors and he hates that being nice doesn't just come naturally to him. Being an immortal, Duckula also has a skewed sense of mortality and often doesn't understand the severity of certain injuries and situations.

This Duckula has ADHD and Autism in this rewrite and he struggles most with executive dysfunction, restricted interests, memory issues, atypical empathy (not specifically low or high), sensory issues (mostly with eating and some sound), and social cues. He also stims.

Towser!

What I Wanted to Change

Towser isn’t even really a character in the original. Just a running gag without a face. I wanted to balance out the main cast by adding another female character since I have feelings on Nanny as a character and i didn’t know if i would even be able to salvage that.

I really like what I came up with! She’s fun to me and I’ll probably flesh her out more later.

Character Traits

Family drive

Towser has little interest in birds that aren't close to her and it usually takes awhile for her to get used to new people. However, she’ll protect those that she does care about with her life. She is the castle’s guard dog and will do whatever’s necessary to protect it. This often comes at the cost of her sleep, because she feels like she always needs to be awake to protect them.

Tag Along

Following Duckula around like a puppy is what Towser does best! She might not fully understand his enthusiasm on certain subjects, but she's always up to backing him up on his newest fame seeking endeavours (though she herself prefers physical activity over creative works). She never expects anything to come of it, but hey, at least it's something to do. She also likes to hear Duckula rant to her about his interests.

Big Sister

Towser is of a much more stable mental state than Duckula, and as his only friend around his age, he trusts her more to be someone to talk to about his identity issues and issues in general. The two are a lot warmer towards each other than they are anyone else, and can also get away with messing with the other a lot more.

Big ol Lap dog

When in werewolf form, Towser tends to forget her size and often crushes them with her size. This usually wouldn't be a problem if it weren't for the fact that she's always a lot more cuddly and energetic in wolf form than bird form. This is because, as a werewolf, she's only in wolf form at night and being a fully nocturnal bird that should only be awake at night, this messes with her sleep rhythm a lot.

Igor!

What I wanted to Change

Personality wise Igor is already really strong and I didn’t change much of that. You’ll probably notice from the sketches that Igor has a skeleton hand, that’s because I made him undead in this version just to give a reason to how he’s been able to live this long since the original doesn’t really have one (which is fine)

Character Traits

Devotion to the role

Igor has been the Count’s butler since the first incarnation. He was assigned to keep the Duckula legacy alive by reincarnating his master every time he meets his fate and helping him readjust every time. Helping each new reincarnation bring misery and fear to the town they reside by with a smile… Until the most recent incarnation of course. He’ll stick it out though, because he still has hope for him.

Taste for the macabre

Whether it be killing innocents behind the back of his new master, decorating the castle with cobwebs and bones, or using his undead nature to scare and torture those around him, Igor certainly has an interesting idea of fun. Igor gets a sick enjoyment out of causing others distress and despises all things kind and cute, something which definitely frustrates Duckula, who's desperately trying to fix his own image.

Bitter Traditionalist

Having lived through the centuries in castle Duckula, Igor has gained an appreciation for the history of the place and the vampire ducks that have resided there over the years. He’s rather invested in the lives of his previous masters and is extremely cross with the newest incarnation for not only not caring about that past, but also completely disowning it. Igor tries desperately to get Duckula to be a normal vampire, truly believing it could work with enough effort. Less he spend the next few centuries with a vegetarian for a master… Igor would not have a problem with Duckula pursuing fame if it weren't for the fact that he thinks it's distracting him from true vampirism.

Tired old man

Igor has lived for many centuries and he does not feel as if he should have to babysit for an immature man child like Duckula. He would rather ignore or snark the young count rather than actually talk to him. When the two argue its a constant back and forth of passive aggression and personal jobs that they almost always forget what they're actually arguing over. Duckula is physically and mentally very young (17-early 20s) compared to Igor’s other masters due to the botched revival and he doesn't know how to, or want to, deal with it.

Nanny!

What I Wanted to Change

I’m sorry to any hardcore Nanny fans out there but this is practically a whole new character. I find Nanny to be frustrating and annoying in the original and who I personally feel is a very sexist and mean spirited character. There’s absolutely nothing I would want to write with a character who’s just “big stupid fat woman inconveniences everyone around her” it’s just uncomfortable after a certain point.

My idea for a new take was just an extremely kind older woman who’s a little airheaded but is a lot smarter than people give her credit for. This sets her up as a foil to Igor. She’s also the only non-monster resident of the castle in this version which I personally think is really interesting.

Character Traits

Only good influence

While Igor actively sets out to make Duckula a bad person and Towser couldn't care less about how Duckula acts, Nanny is the only direct influence in Duckula’s life who pushes him to do better. Nanny believes Duckula is a good person at heart and pushes him to take more responsibility in his life. She wants him to learn a good work ethic and is fully supportive of him trying to better himself.

Good Christian Woman

Nanny is, in fact, a christian. She is fully aware of the demonic nature of her companions but believes that everyone can better themselves no matter their circumstances and attempts to better those around her. Igor hates her for it but she’s totally ignorant to that fact.

Assertive Mother Figure

Though Nanny is a very kind woman, she is also not a pushover. She will assert authority over Duckula and anyone else if necessary, and most are compliant once she puts her foot down, if they aren't, however, Nanny does pack a punch and won't hesitate to use her strength to protect her family.

Smarter than she seems

Nanny is an airheaded optimist with a big heart and those traits make her come off a lot more clueless than she actually is. She may seem like she has no idea what’s going on but she’s actually very observant and is fantastic at assessing a situation and finding the best course of action.

Dr. Von Goosewing

What I Wanted to Change

I really liked the idea of the antagonist to Duckula was in a liniage of vampire slayers and that their ancestors have been fighting for generations. It gave me the perfect set up for a ✨SHADOW ANTAGONIST✨ I wanted to make this rewrite have the two reflect each other a lot more. To do that I wanted Goosewing to still be a really cooky guy but I didn’t want the public to know that.

Also I have no idea why he’s dressed like Sherlock Holmes in the original if he’s a Van Helsing parody and also an inventor. You could’ve leaned into either of those ideas but for some reason he’s dressed like a detective? so I tried giving him a more fitting outfit but keeping his colours for recognisablity.

Character Traits

Playing Village hero

Goosewing is considered a big deal in town because of his family of vampire hunters. He’s prepared his whole life to kill Count Duckula the moment he comes back and to protect the common folk from the paranormal. Despite this, Goosewing isn't actually particularly skilled at his job and usually ends up failing his assassinations due to his own incompetence. He feels like he has to play the role as a hero to continue his family’s legacy despite not particularly enjoying it or being good at it.

Overestimating the enemy

With how cunning and malevolent the past Duckula incarnations were, Goosewing expects the same from this one. Goosewing believes that Duckula is a dangerous and clever foe completely focused on causing others pain. In reality, Duckula is the most incompetent bird in all of Transylvania, aside fromGoosewing himself, of course. Goosewing also comes to believe that Duckula is only acting nice to later betray the public, a belief he is not quiet about and that keeps the public from trusting Duckula.

Mad Scientist

Goosewing definitely falls into the eccentric scientist trope with his innovative but scatterbrained nature. He would much rather be working on an invention than actually doing his job. The public sees him as a hero but while hunting vampires or when hes alone he comes off as more of a mad scientist than the hero character he plays. His intentions are ultimately good but are completely based on the assumption that he’s the wholly good protector of the people and that Duckula is a cunning villain who's out to get him and everyone else.

Shadow

Goosewing and Duckula reflect each other in a lot of ways. They both have a legacy they are expected to uphold despite not wanting to or even being able to, they both care deeply about the public’s opinion on them while the public has an incredibly incorrect view of the both of them, and they both have creative interests outside of the roles expected of them that they'd rather be persuing. Duckula fully rejects anything to do with his ancestry, while Goosewing is actively trying to fulfil despite not enjoying it.

The Murder Brothers!

What I Wanted to Change

Haha I called them the murder brothers bc they’re crows and criminals Im actually so funny… anyway. I don’t know if I should’ve even done these guys but I really like them as antagonists so!!

I gave the younger two names and a personality. The wiki said they didn’t have names but if they do lmk and I’ll just fix that. Other than that I didn’t change much except try to give ‘em a bit more depth and changing their physical designs a ton for fun.

Character Traits

The Murder Brothers, as a whole, are a tight knit family of con men crows who pull any grift they can to get their hands on some cash. Though they may act like their only loyalty in life is to money, they do genuinely care about each other's well being

Ruffles

Ruffles is the short tempered and eldest leader of the group. He’s constantly frustrated with his brothers’ incompetence and isn't quiet about it. He believes that if it weren't for them he'd probably be a lot further in life by now (which isn't true) and he’ll say he doesn't care about them, but he actually does.

Burt

If he didn't insist on helping his brothers, Burt would be the most likely to be living an honest life. As the second oldest sibling, Burt holds a position as right hand man. He’s a naturally kind and enthusiastic bird who, while a bit dumb, does openly express his love for his brothers. He takes on a lot of the abuse from his older brother and is often used by the group to talk to others, because he's so naturally trustworthy.

Reggie

Reggie is the second youngest of the brothers and the most relaxed out of all of them. He has an impeccable sleight of hand and is the go to for lockpicking and such. He’s a decent smooth talker and is often the one to break up fights, though he's not above getting angry at the others himself.

Leroy

Leroy is the youngest of the brothers and by far the least skilled. His speech is incomprehensible from under his mask (although he can see through it for the most part) and he’s often left with the worst jobs during their cons because of that. He’s the most timid out of all of them but I’m sure if you took that mask off of him he’d be really talkative.

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Ending Words

Well that’s all I got! I spent way too long on this project that maybe two people will care about and one of them is me 💔 Anyway if I make anything else for this rewrite/au I’ll tag it with #wbcd . I wouldn’t count on it because I mighttt get burn out from this but im just so glad I finished it! I’ve thought about writing a pilot script just for fun but idk. I’d like to do more long format au stuff, I was going to make a YouTube video about this but I almost cried trying to record myself so I gave up 💔

[izel-scribbles]

May we get the the villain monologue please 🥺

since you asked so nicely, of course you may, dear anon <3

fair warning, this has been festering in my notes app for months now lol. no guarantees on quality

The fallen angel paces the lectern. His white robe is muddy at the hem, stained with blood from the cultists. 

"You know, I used be God's right hand man."

His tone is casual, conversational. Completely wrong for the subject. 

"He would ask for my advice in everything. I was the one who suggested that humans should have eyes, to behold the beautiful world." He sighs with the memory of an old friend. 

"The Christians say that God created humans in His image. They're wrong. God's grandeur is beyond words."

You nod breathlessly. 

"We created the Earth together. But He never trusted me to create humans with Him. Sure, I could give him ideas every now and then, but I was never allowed the joy of creation of such a complex, marvelous being."

"I invented the first disease. I wanted to see if God's creations were truly as clever as He'd claimed. And a clever lot you were." 

Lucifer's eyes slide to you, the soulless gray-blue reflected in the storm clouds outside. 

"God was angry with me. I had gone against His will, but that freedom is something I seek to this day. I also made some of the animals that you humans hate. My personal favorite was the rat. Intelligent, wily, resourceful. 

"That was when I created the first alternate. I was trying to improve God's original design of humans, but there was something I didn't get quite right. In any case, I placed my alternate on Noah's ark. That was the real reason for the floods.  God had intended to exterminate my alternates."

Lucifer laughs mirthlessly. 

"His plans didn't work.

After that incident, I was cast down from Heaven. Like nothing more than a tool, old and worn and useless." The last few words are filled with such fury, and resentment, and pain. 

"God replaced me with another angel. The same angel whose face I take now."

Gabriel- Lucifer - gazes at you, his wicked smile not yet stretching into the alternate form.

"But... Why are you telling me all this?" You ask, baffled and still processing. 

"Because, my dove, you puzzle me. Why do you seek out my alternates? Why do you not cower with the fear of your brethren? It's been a long time since I've had a proper riddle to solve." 

"Oh." You're not quite sure how to respond. 

"So, tell me. What is it about you that attracts my creations? Why do they allow you to get so close?"

You think for a moment, looking away from his cold, piercing stare. You fiddle with your hands. There's blood crusted beneath your fingernails, a fact that doesn't bother you as much as it should,, considering it's not your own. 

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it's pretty short, ik, sorry to disappoint

this was supposed to be part of a long-suffering wip: self-destructive artist reader who is obsessed with capturing the likeness of alternates x gabriel. it kind of got shifted to the back burner due to my very obvious tma and malevolent hyperfixations lol

i'll probably work on it more and try to get at least one chapter published :)

[certified-ruler-of-everything]

Hey

Hello Homo Sapiens. um help [ik it's high time that this intro gets better so I'll work at it slowly]

My name is Apollo (any pronouns, they/them preferred) and I'm a hyperfixated lil shit (and a minor!)

You'll generally see a shit tonne of reblogging and the occasional CJ art or cosplay on my page amongst the chaos.

My timezone is AEST

I'm a rabid theatre and music kid

I am aroace, sex-repulsed, genderqueer and queerplatonic. @the-rats-system is my wife :D

I used to accept donation asks, but don't anymore. While I fully support Palestine, I'd rather not answer donation asks because they make me a bit anxious, but I will still support from the sidelines, so please don't send me donation asks.

I'll probably start putting things under tags rather than all this mess sooo.. Tags (that I'll do my best to remember to use): Asks = Apollo's ask box My art or doodle or some shit = Apollo's scribbling My venting/rambling = Apollo prattling on and on Me talking = Apollo talking Shitposts = Apollo's shitposting My ✨cosplaying✨ = Apollo's cosplaying Me making some form of music = Apollo calls this music Me reblogging = Apollo's reblogs Me doing tag games = Apollo's tag games Me posting art for @yunyun59 when I steal it = Darrell's cool art! (not mine)

I have WaAaAaYy too many hyperfixations/interests, so I'll add a few and casually make this list bigger and bigger: Chonny Jash Alien Stage SCP Will Wood Tally Hall SIX Hamilton Wicked Hazbin Hotel

[ella-the-fella]

Behold! 1!1!1!1 two very awesome sauce stories that I made for funni! (I'm Hyperfixated on the second one)

The Joyous Massacre

An infamous drugs and sciences company known as G.L.E.E. (Yes it stands for something) has been reported putting a drug called J. O. Y (yes it also stands for something) in it's products (which everyone had consumed because it was the only company in the area that had food. It was the only company in general) , this J.O.Y. is like a happy pill except worse in a way. It not only makes the individual concerningly happy upon consumption, and a bit insane, but also inevitably stupid, why do this you may ask? Well that's so the citizens wouldn't realize how bad and cruel of a company G.L.E.E truly is. the owner of the company, SIR. JOYOUS, has done absolutely horrible things and he wanted to make sure no one went against him. But eventually a detective woman named Saviela was the first to truly realize how bad the company really was. So she managed to get a few people who weren't under the effects of the drug at that time and formed a small little "revolution" if you will. When SIR JOYOUS saw this, he was NOT happy (shocking ik). So he set a new goal to take everyone who went against him and used them for his wicked experiments. And when Saviela noticed how many people were going missing. She went on to find those people. And try to put a stop to what was eventually deemed.....

.....The Joyous Massacre.......

Sugabelle

SugaBelle is a world featuring dreamcore/weirdcore/kidcore/others and overall oddness. This all takes place in a giant cursed asylum that is somehow alive. Many creatures and occasional tormented humans reside here. But here is a warning for you. You will end up dying at some point..... Rules go as follows:

always take your medication. it helps with many things that happen around here.

never. EVER. leave the asylum (even though it's almost impossible)

be nice to the caretakers and all that work here

don't wake up. Be careful when you're sleeping or you will end up waking up in the waking world. You do not want to go to the waking world. Do not wake up.

you are not above anyone. Yet you are not below anyone either. Depending on what you did in the waking world. We will either treat you as just another human or a monster.

death is not preventable.

The asylum expands infinitely. And though some parts of it are severely dangerous, sometimes you can find peace.

[fsvivi-9]

Disclaimers - Lost of virginity, fingering, reader lives with her parents, i don't imagine this having a huge age gap but you can imagine.

A/n - Second time writing smut, I meant for this to be longer, but writer's block. I had emo Choso in mind.

summary; admist a cuddling session between you and your boyfriend, you tell him youre ready, ready to get fucckkkedd.

Uncut to read !!

"Cho." You mutter in his ear. You watch his eyelids open up immediately and look at you."Yes, baby?" he inquires, his hand rubbing circles on your back.

Shit.

You didn't realise how hard it would take you to say the words. A bit of regret filling in you as you literally woke up your boyfriend to make love, but not even tell him.

"take your time." Choso tells you. His dark eyes, eyeliner tracing the outline of his eye, was clearly trying to analyze what you could possibly say. His innocent, sweet, and smart girlfriend that chose him — an annoying, emo boy. You purse your lips and swallow a lump in your throat.

"Can we... have sex?"

Your words hang in the air of your bedroom for what seems to be a million years before he responds.

"You sure, princess?”

Pathetically quick, your head nods. A small smile forms on his lips. "'Kay, baby, lay down on your back." He orders, getting up as you turn to lay on your back. He immediately kisses you, his tongue entering your mouth and tasting and savoring the sweet taste. His calloused hands snakes underneath your shirt, rubbing your squishy skin with his digits. You can feel the coldness of the sliver ring he wore on his pinky finger. It seemed he was trying to rememberize every inch of your skin.

You wrap your arms around Choso's neck. His fingers fiddle with the waistband of your jammies. Choso's lips leaves yours and you take big, deep breath to regain your breaths.

Choso leans close into the crook of your neck and whispers, "Princess, can I?”

You nod, and he rips off your shorts aside with your panties. His eyes widens with something so... new. Something so hungry and full of desire. A victorian man looking at a woman's ankles.

“Shit, princess. You're so wet.” He coos in your ear, his hot breath tickling your neck. Choso’s eyes were hyperfixated at your pussy, focused for too long before he did something. His thumb dragged slowly over your lips, teasing your virgin pussy.

You moan, leaving Choso with a devilish smirk. “Gon’ fuck you, so bad, princess.”

“My parents’ might come home.” You tell him, spreading your legs subconsciously.

“I'll be quick.” He hasilty replies before sliding two fingers into your needy pussy, curling his fingers and pumping it in. Whiney moans escape your lips. If this is what sex felt like, you needed it everyday and every time you breathe.

Choso shifts his head closer into the crook of your neck, leaving wet and sloppy hickeys there. You know the hickeys won't be simply covered by concealer or foundation. “Look at how cute you are, princess. So tight around my finger.”

The ecstasy rumbles and swirls in your stomach, your moans becoming more needy as you try telling your boyfriend, “f-feels weird…”

He smiles and he rubs the spongey part of your pussy faster and harsher. “You're gonna cum?” Choso asks, his smile becoming more wicked the more he watches you squirm around. You nod, finally letting the ecstacy pool out of your stomach; an white slime coming out of your pussy.

"You did amazing, princess." Choso tells you as he places kisses all over your face.

[phynoma]

Oh hi!

I'm Phyn! I write things. I'm not going to get into a bunch of identity stuff, but I'm queer, I'm an adult, and I like writing queer adult stuff. Mostly horror (see: queer) and absurdity (see: the world)

I have degrees in english, theology, and more theology, which just means I have a bunch of experience doing critical thinking and analysis of storytelling, and enough imposter syndrome that I don't know how to put that on a resume.

FANDOMS!

If you're already following me it's probably for Pillars of Eternity, TMA, or LOTR/Silmarillion. I cycle through hyperfixations every few years. It's still TMA/TMAGP right now. You can find my TMAGP sideblog here, where I just collect art.

Other things I like: Fallen London, everything by Pia Foxhall/not_poignant, re:dracula, SILT VERSES, Rivers of London, Murderbot, Critical Role, Saga, Wicked+Divine, anything by Neil Gaiman, I Am in Eskew, norse myths, egyptian myths, jewish myths, the dragonlance books (don't judge me they were foundational), pretty much everything Mike Flanagan makes, and much much more

WRITING!

I'm on ao3 as Phynoma! What do I write? Well. I write in-depth explorations of characters placed in harrowing situations which draw out the very inmost parts of their vulnerabilities and--

Smut. I write smut, okay?

Almost all of these fics are explicit and PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD mind the tags, I am *very* careful with my tagging for good reason!!!!

HERE YA GO, YA FILTHY ANIMALS!

The Magnus Archives:

I mentioned this is my current fixation, right?

an extant form of life: pollen fic! You could say, maybe, that the Consuming AU uses pollen tropes, but I'm counting this as my first-ever pollen fic. Jon/Tim, Jon/Martin, maybe Jon/Tim/Martin, we'll see if Sasha gets thrown in there. Ongoing.

Hey, Jude: A hurt/comfort fic about what happened after Jon shook Jude Perry's hand. Jon & Georgie & the kindness of strangers (not those strangers) Oneshot.

The Consuming AU: My pride and joy. My baby. I started this halfway through listening to TMA the first time and finished the original fic in about two months in time for the Rusty Quill Big Bang of 2023. Canon is basically the same, with the addition of "what if there was a Entity of Hunger, (fear of) Intimacy, and Codependence?" Also Jon is turning into a succubus. Main fic is complete at a little over 100k words. Sometimes I add one-shots to the series.

~Incredible bookbinding done by @bluejayblueskies HERE ~Art of human-looking Rhia (by me) HERE and commission of eldritch angel Rhia by @isbergillustration HERE ~Commission of Naadia by @dcartcorner HERE

Kittens & Kink AU: Fluffy Somewhere Else one-shots. Cat play. Mostly nonsexual kink. Oliver/Jon/Martin. Ongoing, until I get bored of it, basically.

Pillars of Eternity:

The In-Between Series: A series of fics following the relationship of Watcher Mirad and Aloth Corfiser, ten years or so after the events of Deadfire. The world of Eora is ripe for a new cataclysm, and these two elves are trying to finally have the relationship they've been dancing around for two decades. Ongoing, on hiatus as my hyperfixation is elsewhere. I do plan to finish it, though.

Moments: same universe and characters as above, focusing more on events that happen in canon-- ie, during gameplay. Complete.

Faetales:

Mat & Kal: Fae AU: You know how sometimes you keep writing characters and put them through a blender so many times that they just become something completely new? That's this AU. Mateo and Makalo are two ancient fae beings trapped in the human world during the events of The Ice Plague (by not_poignant) who become bound by each others' lives and deaths. They hate each other, they love each other, they're in weird psychosexual sadistic codependency with each other. They're a cat-person and a snake-person. I'm not a furry but I like some of their ideas, okay? Series complete.

See commissioned art of Mat & Kal by @shojoshark HERE

The Silmarillion:

Mistakes Were Made: Imma be real, this is just straight up torture porn. Sauron is punished by Morgoth after the loss of the Silmaril to Beren & Luthien. Basically, I was annoyed by all the fluffy Angbang fics I was reading and wanted to depict them in all their horrifying, codependent glory. Complete.

Cost of Surrender: I read a really good fic about what it took for Mairon to grovel/debase himself to Eonwe to gain his freedom and I took it a bit further. Complete.

Good Omens:

the beautiful and the fitting: pretty sure the title of this is a quote from St. Augustine, too. I almost didn't include this one because I don't even remember what it's about. Fluffy sex times with nonsexual beings, I think. I started writing it because Good Omens is one of my favorite books, but tbh the fandom for the show exhausts me and I don't know if I'll come back to this. Abandoned, probably.

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Some more headcanon type stuff... in a somewhat story-like way... Admin edition!

(I'm still alive!! I just lost my hyperfixation... but I've had this in my drafts since forever, so I decided to publish it now! ... very late)

As an Admin, there were some things one had to know.

When they had been chosen, there had come a day when their mentor, the previous Admin, sat the three of them down and told them a piece of their history. Something which they would inherit upon becoming Admins.

Before, they had not understood just why the previous Admin had been so… vehement about it, but upon becoming Admins, they learned why.

"All powerful it may be, but the Terminal is not perfect. It makes mistakes, miscalculates, makes… failed attempts, from time to time." 

Xara had been the first to see Him.

"We, as Admins, govern the Universe as the Terminal sees fit. We rule and create and destroy, are gifted and raised up by it, all because it deems it so." And the Terminal does not interfere, goes unsaid. For all that The Terminal is sentient and powerful and All, it does not feel like them, does not care like they do. When the Terminal makes mistakes, it-

Xara's hair stood on end, her blood pounding in her ear as a low static rang out; whether its cause was her or The Other was unknown, but Xara did know that whatever was there, wanted her dead.

"The first attempt at an Admin was… a failure. The form gifted to it became twisted, its power and mind corrupted, it's heart and soul shattered… the Terminal knew this being would not deal in equality, would only cause destruction and death and chaos, and so, it locked it away."

Xara turned slowly, eyes shining bright like an End Crystal's core. Her nails slid out further from her fingers,  lengthening until wicked blades formed similar to an Enderman's paws. Her teeth, layered in thin rows like an Endermites, glimmered faintly as her eyes emitted a powerful glow, lighting up the dark area.

"It was placed in an eternal sleep, as the Terminal could not bring itself to harm its first creation." (Romeo feels haunted by those words, and the ones that followed. "The Terminal is good, the Terminal is kind, the Terminal is-" The one who let him kill Fred and bury an entire world and stood by while Xara begged and pleaded for the release of death and Romeo suffered further and further until there was no going back and-)

A man watches her. His face is solemn, and Xara's hackles rise. White eyes, bright eyes, eyes of light, that is the first sign.

"But the Terminal misjudged how powerful it had made it. For all that the Terminal can give power, taking it is another thing. And after centuries of sleep, He began to wake."

The sudden all consuming Come MeMeMe To Me Now! That envelopes their minds has them freezing, but they snap out of it, and Fred and Romeo teleport and-

"Hatred filled his heart from birth, so when he found he'd been replaced? That there were others, more perfect than he?" (Romeo still remembers the haunted look on their face, as the Admin leaned closer) "He began to hunt."

Snarls, animalistic and beastly, showing just how inhuman Admins truly were, filled the air. Fred's was a deep snarling rumble that shook the earth, like a tsunami or earthquake; Romeo's a sharp noise, draconic and metallic, bird-like, even, a Creeper's hiss mixed with Wither's ghoulish cry; Xara's joined them, equally draconic yet higher pitched, screeching techno-glitch and static buzzing, a sound similar to a Phantom's edging the cry.

"We fought back, but the loses were… many. There were others, similar to… him. We know not why the Terminal made more, perhaps… nevermind, it's not for us to question the Terminal. But it has become custom to pass this tale along, as a warning, a tradition, our history."

The man, plain and dark skinned and wearing normal, human clothes, stares. He utters not a word. And yet the three can feel it, the malice, the hatred, the need to rip and tear and crush and claw and-

(As The Admin, Romeo has a lot of time to think. To reminisce. And his mentor's words haunt him. Because why. If it is so powerful, then why? Why why why whywhywhywhyw- but he knows why)

"So, if you ever come across him, do not hold back. The Terminal does not kill its creations, that is known, but we may carry out this act of justice. So, should there come a day when you are able, end him."

And then he leaves. And the air becomes empty when their snarls quiet. They never see him again (that's a lie).

Fred looks up at their mentor. "What… what is he called?" He whispers, as if afraid the monster will appear if he speaks too loud. The Admin smiles, "We have many names for him, but there is one he refers to himself by." Xara glances at them, "Which is?"

(Romeo knows why. He knows why the Terminal does not interfere, why it creates monsters and yet does nothing about them, knows why it created more and more "glitches", more failures, only for them to be culled and hunted and feared.)

"He calls himself-"

"Herobrine," Romeo tests the name, ears twitching at every minor sound, his eyes trained on the figure before him. The man- the glitch, the failure- nods once, but says nothing. "Why?" He asks the burning question because he doesn't get it. He doesn't understand how someone could be so… hateful and destructive. It doesn't… he doesn't get it.

(He does he does he understands now is that it?? Is that the grand joke the reveal the lesson??! He finally understands!)

Herobrine doesn't say anything. He never does, Romeo reads in the history books in the Terminal Library. And that is the last he sees. He doesn't mention the sighting to Fred or Xara, can't find it in himself to say anything. Not when things are… tense between them. Not when they're arguing. Not when he-

(And Romeo understands. He gets it. He finally finally gets it. Why did he create the Sunshine Institute? Why did he make his mob hybrids? Why imprison people and force them in his challenges and force and push and hurt-)

The Admin, Romeo, will admit he is cruel, needlessly so. As an Admin, in those days when nothing else mattered but him, he'd enjoyed it, feeling that thrill of having power over others, that dismissal of his people and those lower than him. He enjoyed it. Immensely so. Afterall, why not? Who'd stop him? Who could stand up to him? And finally, he understands. 

When Jesse lands the final blow with that Golden Gauntlet, Romeo thinks that is where he will die; it would be perfect, the last Admin, dying in the place- the being- that made him an admin. That raised him so high and yet ignored his pleading begs before it was too late. He expects it, waits for it, because The Terminal is cruel enough to make that his fate. 

And then he lives. That's the odd thing, because if Romeo had all the powers of the universe like The Terminal, then he'd let him die. He tries to figure it out, mind reeling, as they dodge giant prismarine fists, rush through a portal as lava drips from above and as the Terminal forces them out. It isn't until weeks later when it suddenly comes to him: The Terminal did not care.

If fate is predetermined, or The Terminal determines it or knows it, then did it know? Does it know, from the moment the three are chosen, what will happen? Does it see Romeo, day by day, fall deeper into madness and hatred and corruption? Does it see Fred, blood spilling from his mouth and nostrils and eyes and eyes, staring with petrified, terrified, betrayed eyes? Does it see Xara, crying and screaming and going mad as she fights one friend above another's corpse, only to lose everything that she'd become in one swift move? Did it watch as an entire world was buried?! As Xara and dozens, hundreds of others suffered in a sunless prison for thousands of years, unaging and frozen- as their people were frozen in time, staring up at the bedrock where once a brilliant star shined and coloured the sky a hundred different hues?! 

Romeo's life and sins and fate did not matter enough- The Terminal did not care enough to interfere. It watched, as it always did, as someone else decided, someone else cleaned up its mess. The Terminal made them, and it did. Not. Care.

As Romeo fixes up the damage he caused, his mind will go back to their predecessor's words, and he won't be able to stop thinking them over and over until the truth stares him in the face.

The Terminal could, in fact, take power, it just hadn't bothered to. Because if an Admin can take another Admins power, could make a Gauntlet capable of such action, then why couldn't it? But it could. It just… didn't. Just like how Romeo didn't just leave, like how he destroyed Champion City when he could've just left it be, just like things might've, could've been avoided between the three if they had just- if only-

He understands now. The Terminal created a being that swayed more towards destruction and saw possibilities and acted on them; The Terminal created more "failures" to join the first, to be hunted down and killed, created Admins to be their "betters", to do what The Terminal wouldn't. And obviously, the failures- the glitches caught on to that fact, something the Admins didn't. 

Romeo… isn't sure how to feel. He almost tells Xara his thoughts, his revelations, but- he can't bring himself to say it. What will it change? It would only make things worse, either by making her think he was lying or that Fred was always meant to die. That there was no other way, no happy ending. It would break her heart.

He sees him, once again alone, when he's at the cabin. Herobrine stares at him with that ever-bright stare of his. Romeo isn't sure what to say. There's always a chance he's wrong, that he actually is dangerous and- "No, you arrived at the right conclusion." 

His jaw falls open. The being had never talked before, as far as he was aware. And he- wha- Herobrine chuckled, a deep baritone, "I'm glad at least one of you has a brain. Do you know how many Admins over the millennia I've watched, how many ignored the signs right in front of their eyes?" The glitch tsk's. Romeo isn't sure what to say.

Hours pass and Romeo is in a daze. The bookshelves are in disarray, Herobrine having gone through them as he talked. "I'm actually really glad for this meeting," he confessed, "It's been ages since I've last had a conversation." "What will happen?" Romeo butt's in, "Another Admin will be chosen, right?" Herobrine stares for a moment, before nodding. "Yes, soon enough. Terminal likes its little toys too much to not make more."

It's insulting to be compared to a toy, but hadn't he compared mortals to toys once?

Another book is placed haphazardly, Herobrine glancing through them. Romeo sits on his bed (he hasn't slept in so long, he's kinda missed it) and watches him. "So, what will you do?" The glitch glances at him, "Oh, that- well if I'm being honest… I'll probably stick by you, I've done the whole lone-wolf thing, and I already know all the others like me, so," he closed another book, pages falling out, "instead I'm going to try being an ex-Admin's friend."

It's with hope that Romeo leaves the cabin later on, the (annoying) glitch following him. It still haunts him, what he's realized about The Terminal, knowing it all is… it's something. Maybe he'll have a breakdown later on about it, but now he's… he needs to figure out an explanation, he supposes. He doubts Xara will just accept him, saying he's really good at making friends. Since that's. Not true. At all.

"So, do you have any ideas on who might be selected to become an Admin?" Herobrine hums, avoiding Romeo's eyes. "Well?" "Maybe, but for now I want to forget about potential future-killers and whatnot." It takes a moment for Romeo to remember that, oh yeah, Admins are kinda encouraged to hunt the glitch down. And by then he's being pressed up against said glitch who has thrown his arm around his shoulders, "For now, let's go bother that purple haired Endermin, shall we?"

[moonwqves]

𝐅𝐀𝐐 + 𝐆𝐔𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒.

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⊹ ˙ . 𖥻 ABOUT THE AUTHOR.

˗ˏˋ luna — she/her — 21+ — uni student — queer wlw ˎˊ- fic recs blog ➤ @snowfallrecs

★ — i've been posting fanfic on tumblr for almost 3 years, but i've recently wanted to expand my writing and branch out to other fandoms (˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶) ★ — i write whatever i'm hyperfixating on atm! this will probably change often and depends on what i've watched/read recently. see the character list below for who i'm currently writing, and check my navi post for my current top character!

ᯓ ✦ 𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐫 :

all the content on my blog will be very loosely based in canon. i have bad short-term memory so when i read/watch things i usually don't retain many plot details, just the vibes and personalities of characters. there will probably be small things in my works that are inconsistent with the original media, because accuracy to the original plot is not my priority. if something is slightly incorrect or doesn't line up with canon storylines, don't comment on it, because i probably don't care. my works are fiction, based on my personal views of the character/actor/etc. there are plenty of other authors who will write plot that is canon-compliant, so please don't ask me to. i'm treating this blog like a journal of writing exercises so don't take it too seriously ♡

⊹ ˙ . 𖥻 REQUESTS/INTERACTIONS.

★ — read everything from this post before sending a request. anything that breaks my guidelines will be deleted. ★ — minors will be blocked, no exceptions. this blog includes adult nsfw content and i am not comfortable interacting with anyone under 18. i can't stop you from reading, but do not interact with me. ★ — do not copy, translate, reupload, or repost my works on any site. ★ — between school, work, and writing on my main blog, i may not be active here often. i will try to answer as many requests as i can, but i reserve the right to decline any request regardless of whether or not it breaks my guidelines. i just get busy, please don't take it personally! ★ — if you're unsure whether something is ok to request or not, just ask first and i'll be happy to clarify! ★ — send an ask if you'd like to claim an anon emoji! asks are always welcome so feel free to send links, photos, etc. :) ★ — please be kind when requesting! it doesn't cost any extra effort to ask politely instead of demanding that i write something without so much as a 'please' or 'thank you'. remember that i am a stranger to you, and i do this for fun in my free time because i enjoy it. if you want to keep reading my fics and want me to keep writing, a little kindness goes a long way!

⊹ ˙ . 𖥻 WRITING.

i only write short-form content on this blog: drabbles, headcanons, reactions, mtl, texts, hard/soft thots. these are small scenarios with very little plot or setup. you can request continuations of other fics, but you must give me specific details of the scenario you want; don't just say "write part 2". examples of how to request these:

✓ mtl with the maze runner boys, who would be the best at taking care of you when ur sick? ✓ how would bale!batman react to someone flirting with you? ✓ can't stop thinking about drunk texting best friend peter parker and accidentally confessing your crush on him... ✓ i loved your dating john wick headcanons!! can you do more for when you get married? ✗ do part 2 of sexting tom blyth why? this doesn't include any specific details for me to work with (when, where, why, how, which kinks to include, etc.) ✗ write about arranged marriage with coryo why? this is a request for a longer fic. also, this doesn't include any specific details about the scenario (when, where, why, how) or the type of content you want (bullet points, drabble, sfw or nsfw, etc.)

🟢 ᯓ ✦ 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐨𝐤

★ — fluff — smut — hurt/comfort — established relationship — breeding/creampie — size kink —subspace — weed/alcohol use — dacryphilia — choking, marking, spanking — degredation/humiliation — college au

🟡 ᯓ ✦ 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐤

★ — pregnancy — period sex — butt stuff (anal, pegging, etc.) — pet play — a/b/o or hybrid au — cheating/infidelity — canon levels of violence (kidnapping, gore, murder, etc. depending on the fandom)

🔴 ᯓ ✦ 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭

★ — major character death (canon or non-canon) — underage reader or character (sfw or nsfw) — noncon/dubcon — incest — piss, vomit, anything of that nature — foot fetish — lactation — age play/ddlg — high school au — self harm, eating disorders, mental illnesses — abuse, manipulation, yandere, etc.

⊹ ˙ . 𖥻 CHARACTERS/READERS.

★ — i only write fem/afab!reader or gn!reader x character. i do not write character x character (except in threesomes with a reader). mostly dom!character and sub!reader. because of my own identity, i don't feel comfortable writing about these because i don't want to misrepresent experiences or identities that i don't personally share: ★ — male/amab reader — trans reader — aro or ace reader — specific races or cultural/ethnic backgrounds — specific nationality (country) — chubby/fat reader

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭.

crossed out characters are ones i am not currently writing for, but may decide to write in the future (usually just because i haven't watched/read them in a while and want to revisit before i start writing for them again!)

ᯓ ✦ 「 dc universe 」

‣ batman/bruce wayne ↪ as played by bale, pattinson, affleck ‣ superman/clark kent ‣ the flash/barry allen ↪ as played by grant gustin

ᯓ ✦ 「 marvel universe 」

‣ loki laufeyson ‣ spiderman/peter parker ↪ as played by maguire, garfield, holland ‣ stephen strange ‣ wanda maximoff ‣ tony stark ‣ bucky barnes

ᯓ ✦ 「 the hunger games 」

‣ peeta mellark ‣ finnick odair ‣ coriolanus snow ‣ sejanus plinth

ᯓ ✦ 「 the maze runner 」

‣ newt ‣ minho ‣ thomas

ᯓ ✦ 「 harry potter 」

‣ draco malfoy ‣ neville longbottom

ᯓ ✦ 「 actors/celebrities 」

‣ tom blyth ‣ tom holland ‣ robert pattinson

ᯓ ✦ 「 miscellaneous 」

‣ john wick ‣ billy the kid ‣ tommy shelby (peaky blinders) ‣ four/tobias eaton (divergent) ‣ james bond ↪ as played by daniel craig ‣ sherlock holmes ↪ as played by benedict cumberbatch

© moonwqves 2024. last updated 16 july 2024.

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2, 8, 10, and 17 for the jellicle asks?

Yay!

2. Favourite Song Cat

Mistoffelees 💖. My boy, my darling, my precious.

8. Favourite Makeup design?

Hank Santos’s Tugger. Oh my god, I love it so much, look at him!

He already fits so well as Tugger, with a rather stronger jaw. But his makeup application is 🤌. Like, the delicate white fringes around the muzzle, the bright white under eye marks along with the subtler light patches along the eye socket translating so well to maine coon eye markings, the dramatic eye wings. But my favourite details are the GOLD elements on his nose, cheeks and lips 💛. They translate so well to the saturated orange elements on a lot of brown tabby cat’s faces, act as a subtle highlight, and is just the type of flamboyant flair that is perfect for Tugger. I immediately adopted it into my Tugger designs and if I write him wearing more dramatic stage makeup he puts gold on his face. Love it.

10. AUs you like

I will shout out two fics, @thunderwhenhepurrs and @katzenprinz ‘s fic Song and Dance, which is a must read Rockstar/Ballerina Tuggoffelees fic set in London. Actually SUPER influential in how I view and interpret the characters. And honestly, I like ‘modern city, functionally human au’s’ a lot. It stops me from getting thrown by a strange word choice or anatomy thing XD.

And also @was-there-ever ‘s fic Wicked, through and through, which is a CATS Wicked Musical crossover. Wicked was another hyperfixation of mine for YEARS, and I thought this crossover was very intelligent, following the plot of Wicked enough to be recognizable, and filled with clever references, but also unafraid to change the characters and plot so it wasn’t trapped by the original materials. Basically, a great au, much more than a simple reskin, which can be a risk for crossover aus. (Ngl, I actually think it handles Wicked better in some ways, by functionally combining the characters of Glinda and Fierro to create Tugger. I always found the Elphaba/Fierro romance kind of weak, so by pulling elements from both characters, I felt the story was more streamlined. And it actually made me like Firerro more by proxy, which is quite the feat 😂). Plus, it has some FANTASTIC fanart by @its-that-horrible-cat .

17. Do you have any OC’s?

Honestly, no? OCs never really appealed to me. I get enough from the dynamics of canon characters that I don’t personally feel the need to create a new character in order to explore the stories I want to explore. (Plus, I project enough on Misto and Tugger combined that I don’t need to create any sort of self insert XD). No shade to anyone who creates OCs obviously, anyone who enjoys that form of self-expression is great! But it’s not for me.

Thank you for the asks! 💜😁

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Day 3: Repulsed (12 Days of Writers Self Love)

Setting: Hermitcraft Season 8, White Wings AU (main story here, this takes place later than where the story is now)

Evil Xisuma’s backstory because I have recently ✨hyperfixated✨

Warnings: violence, mention of neglect, war, implied torture, generally Ex having a bad time and being a bad person :(

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Evil Xisuma was used to people hating him.

For the Dragon’s sake, his very name reminded everyone around him that he was nothing but an outcast. Unwanted, unasked for, and despised.

In Voidwalker culture, twins were seen as ruinous bad luck, their birth having toppled many a prominent family lineage into destitute obscurity. The second-born was considered a wicked spirit who formed a parasitic connection with the “real” child, leeching off of the mother and baby to grow itself a living body. Especially when, as in the case of Xisuma and Evil X, the babies were identical twins.

Oftentimes, the unfortunate twin would be quietly disposed of at birth, their existence kept secret from everyone but the parents and the midwives. Evil Xisuma’s parents had often told him how lucky he was that they hadn’t killed him when he was an infant. Truly, he was immeasurably grateful for their mercy.

Evil X had grown up with the bitter reality of being the shamed son. His name, translated from Standard Galactic to Common, literally meant “Evil Xisumavoid”, and that’s what everyone called him. It didn’t take much imagination to conceive of how awful his day-to-day life was during those years.

Xisuma, of course, was the golden child. Academically successful, obedient, unjaded— everything that Evil X was not. Their parents practically doted on him, because he was the “better” son. The “real” Xisumavoid.

Ex had grown far too familiar with the acrid taste of swallowed-back rage. Their parents had stopped forcing him to attend family dinners at age eight, and he had gladly eaten by himself in the kitchen after that, even if the superstitious cooks and cleaning staff shared his parents’ opinions and only gave him cold leftovers. It was fine. He was fine.

Despite everything, he and Xisuma had been close in those years. Xisuma never treated him like a pariah, never shunned him as the black sheep of the family. It would have been against his nature to do so, because Xisuma didn’t have a cruel bone in his body.

They would talk for hours, when their parents were too busy to care about them; they would play games and get into trouble and do all the things that normal siblings were supposed to do. It wasn’t… that bad. Even if no one else gave two mites about him, Ex always had Xisuma. To confide in, to protect from bullies at school, to hug as he cried on particularly bad days. They survived, side by side. But good things don’t last forever.

He was 16 when the war broke out, when the factions of Voidwalkers dissolved into chaos and a mad scramble for power. The militia was calling for one person from each family to enlist, to join the ranks protecting their territory. Go on, take a wild guess which son his parents chose to send.

He shipped out for training on the eve of their 17th birthday. Xisuma had hugged him and made him promise to come home in one piece. His parents told him not to dishonor their family name, which was probably the nicest they could stomach being to him.

The war was hell. Evil X got to see the true depravity people could fall to, on a daily basis. The nastiest part— well, they called them silver bombs. Capsules about half as big as a block that could be launched from great distances, falling among their fortifications, stuffed to the very brim with silverfish trained to rip the flesh from your bones. They were hard to kill and impossible to predict, and he spent far too much time listening to other people scream in agony.

Eight months later, his parents were killed in a bombing raid, and his brother, now an orphan on the precipice of adulthood, was conscripted into the military. Their reunion was grim and tearful. At least they had each other amidst this waking nightmare of fear and blood.

Evil X was captured a while later in a scouting mission gone wrong. His companions were killed in the skirmish, but he was left alive, taken back to their camp and “persuaded” to give up information. He remembered being so angry, helpless to escape or fight back against his captors. Those few nights before the rescue team arrive haunted him the most, left scars that never fully healed.

And then the war was over, and Xisuma and him were escaping through an exploit in the code, a gap in the invisible walls keeping them in the Deep End. But they were different people by then. Cold. Guarded. Broken and reforged into something harder, something that was capable of hurt.

They didn’t split on the best of terms. And years and years later, when he found his older brother again and tried to destroy his new little server out of spite, as an outlet for the rage that still burned hot and bright in his chest, Xisuma looked at him in a way Ex had never seen before. That, when they were younger, would have ruined him to see.

Repulsed.

It didn’t hurt as much as it should have.

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hiiii if you have time, requesting a ship pls 🥺👉👈

I'm 5'10" and curvy/plus size (the combo used to make me self-conscious but I'm pretty neutral about it now), Black American with natural hair I love experimenting with style-wise. I'm a huge introvert with a wicked dry sense of humor, love D&D, the theater, writing poetry, and singing/playing the ukulele (I wanted to be That Girl in the 2010s 💀). I also collect rocks and plants. I'm pretty easygoing, getting more comfortable with my ADHD and how I'll go from 0-60 at random (leaning into the hyerfixations is the best part lol). The main thing that spikes my anxiety is prideful/ignorant people who refuse to learn new things.

your blog is such a joy, hope you're well!! 🫶

SORRY FOR BEING LATE BABY ;-;.

i ship you with STEVEN!!! he's such a sensitive soul that will always be down to hang out with you and do whatever you want to do. he's a nerd at heart so getting into D&D would be easy for him (though it may take a few sessions for him to get it lol).

i think steven would be a good plant dad. like he would have conversations with your succulents and tell them about his day. watering them is another thing. he's not super organized so he might over water or dry out the soil 😭 he's trying his best ok!!

steven always compliments your hair. to him, it's another form of your creative expression. he admires your musical/literary talents and wishes he could be the same, but he's more of a history nerd. speaking of, steven also has a bunch of hyperfixations and would love to exchange word vomit with you (that sounds disgusting lmaooo) :3 ultimately, he just wants to be around you and make you happy :)

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6, 8, and 9 for fanfic asks :)

6 Which yet-to-be-started fic is first on your list? I'm writing a Hatchet-AU for spirk! I have some ideas for the form it's going to take and some key events and themes I want to occur, but it's currently in the form of a bunch of sticky-notes on my wall, so not even a planned out fic yet. Really excited for this one, it's going to be an AU where Jim meets Spock when they're in their late teens-early twenties and a lot of it is going to take place on Vulcan as Jim heals from what happened, but I'm still determining a lot of the details!

8 Is there a story idea in your mental vault that you’ve never been brave enough to try writing? Is this the year? Can you tell us about it? yknow I've been thinking about this for a few days now, and of all the fandoms and ideas I've had, I think it's this idea I had for a Wicked musical fic a few years ago. It's just one of those stories that will be a LOT. It would definitely be a series, and it would have a fair amount of body horror-one of the reasons I didn't write it when I first had the idea was because I didn't have the skill yet to write a lot of it. I think I could write it now, but I don't think 2023 is the year. I do know that my Wicked hyperfixation is one that comes around every 5 or so years, so I know that it'll be the time for it someday. I'd just rather wait until I'm invested in the musical again to write it.

9 Short term goals… what do you hope to complete this week or in January? I want to finish a late birthday gift for a friend and a oneshot I've had sitting in my WIPs since October. Both only need about 1000 words each, so I just need to get them done. I think I will, but I'm getting antsy since they aren't done yet.

[llamagoddessofficial]

OHHH MY GOD DEMON SNATCHING ANGEL AU????? ARCHDEMON SANSES??? PLEASE TELL US MORE IVE HAD SOME WICKED ASS DEMON/ANGEL DESIGNS IN THE BACKBURNER FOR FOREVER I WANNA GET ELDRITCH WITH THIS SHIT, LIKE REAL BIBLICALLY ACCURATE.

ahem. sorry. I think it’d be really cool if this demon/angel au was more eldritch and like old timey because the paranormal au already had demon Sanses so maybe some spice :)? Sorry for suddenly rambling I’m super super hyperfixed on old biblical lore kinda vibe stuff absbdn..,,

Ooooh... eldritch demons??? hell yeah.

My previous demon designs were pretty tame, I love the idea of demons that are nervewracking and unearthly and full of shadows and glows. Their true forms are horrendous beasts of shadow and sin, so of course their everyday going-about-their-business-in-hell forms will have MINIMUM three eyes and six wings, yknow?

Mc wouldn’t be quite as terrifying as the boys, considering she’s a lower ranking angel and they’re revered & feared lords... but she’d still have a more angelic form that’s monstrous and blindingly bright and biblical. Just in case.

[tarantulas4davey]

Ufc Fighter Albert Dasilva Headcanons

hello, people who still follow me despite the fact i never post cause i’m a mess. how y’all doin? my favorite ufc fighter won the other day so now ✨this is what we’re doing✨. also i originally sent this thought to @we-are-inevitable ‘s ask box so find that post here (hi jac ilysm mwah mwah mwah)

i also wrote a part 2 so find that here !!

also,,,,, this is fairly obvious. but trigger warning for violence/physical fighting, and well as blood and injury. (it’s a rough gig y’all fjdhdb)

i sincerely apologize in advance for what a mess this post is gonna be i just had a monster and i’m hyped up on the win and this is a hyperfixation i don’t get to talk about very often so feel free to ask questions and HERE WE FUCKIN GO

OK SO

albert is just,,,,,, a violent sports guy. always has been, probably always will be.

most forms of recreational fighting, football, hockey, rugby, fuck even soccer if he gets too into it. he’s just a Built Person, and he wicked competitive, and that makes for violent displays of athleticism

I think he was probably a hockey or football guy in high school, but he was also on the wrestling team cause i said so

then after graduation he got really into kickboxing, just to have something to do cause he didn’t have school sports to play and train for all the time

and then one day his coach is like ‘hey. you’re like,,, stupid good at this. you should sign up for competitions, you might make some money.’

he does, in fact, ‘make some money’, cause in straight kickboxing? he’s pretty much unmatched on the regional scene, which is ridiculous cause he didn’t start training his stand up game til he was 18 or 19

then American Top Team (ATT, it’s a really big MMA training camp that had trained a boat load of the top talent in the UFC) approaches him like ‘y’know if you worked on your grappling you could be a really solid mma fighter’

which is HUGE, but obviously albert can’t pick up his entire life and move to florida to train with them, so him and race (this is me, of course race is with al. supportive boyfriend and number one fan alert <3) find gyms willing to work with him based in new york. then he starts signing up for shit.

he sticks with stand up fighting when he can, he likes it more and cause,,,,, well. it’s more entertaining. the higher your entertainment value, the more people watch your fights. the more people watch your fights, the more likely you are to get noticed by big promotions (like the ufc)

he uses his wrestling to keep grapplers on their feet (he’s got like a 90% takedown defense, what an icon) and he picks people apart.

he has a lot of technical skill, but he also is fiery and passionate and scrappy. he gets hit too much for his own good a lot of the time.

he’s super durable. this man can get hit clean over and over and stay on his feet, but that’s not gonna hold up forever. it takes a loss or two in a row to motivate him to change it

and oh boy does he change it

he spends a month in auckland, new zealand at city kickboxing (one of the best kickboxing gyms in the world, and they lean heavily on tactics rather than just charging forward blindly)

he’s straight up a different fighter after that. he’s quick, light on his feet, and avoids punches way easier while also setting up the angles for his own. he gets signed to the ufc 2 fights later.

his first fight is short notice. no training camp, he’s got 5 days to make weight, AND it’s against a top 10 ranked opponent. no big deal, right?

and albert, being albert, is super chill about it. sure, this is the opportunity of a lifetime, could decide his entire future as a fighter, and he’s barely got time to prepare.

but he’s in the gym every single day of the week, he doesn’t super cut on weight like most ex-wrestlers, and most importantly, it’s just fighting. all he has to do is get in the octagon and punch some dude in the face. he can do that all day.

race on the other hand,,,,,,,,

he believes in albert with his whole soul, he really does, but Fuck watching your boyfriend get hit in the head is no fucking fun. especially when you know that the guy throwing the punches has been training for months, and your guy hasn’t even had a week

so he brings jack for moral support. also cause jack is DEFINITELY a ufc fan and was the only one that would understand what was happening.

at some point in the first round albert gets caught clean, opening a cut on his cheek, which makes race Panic Even More

but he gets cleaned up between rounds, and it’s not swelling so he can still see, and it’s over by the middle of the second.

and albert wins, cause (this is fiction and i’m telling a story) of fucking course he does, and he probably wins with some stupid dramatic spinning back kick and gets clipped on twitter cause he’s just Like That

the part that makes me, as the ralbert shipper, super fucking happy is coming up but i need to add a lil real talk first

considering albert is like,,,, openly in a relationship with a man when he gets into the ufc,,,,, that makes him the first publicly gay ufc fighter. like,,,, ever.

this is realized after his hand gets raised after the ref calls the stoppage.

bruce buffer makes the official announcement, al gets his hand raised, he gets interviewed by joe rogan, and then his coaches, jack and race get to come into the cage

at first everyone things it’s a best friend or something, especially after the dap up bro hug things he gives his coaches and jack

but then albert sees race, and you can watch this boy’s face light up on the camera. then race throws his arms around albert’s neck and albert half lifts him off the ground in a hug around his waist and ok, sure, that’s not the most platonic thing you’ve ever seen, but that doesn’t prove anything

and then albert kisses race. like full, actual, on the mouth in front of all the cameras kiss. cause he doesn’t give a shit.

and nobody’s talking about his spinning back kick anymore, cause Holy Shit That Wasn’t Very Straight Of You Dasilva

but he doesn’t address it, cause every other fighter gets to kiss their wife or girlfriend or whatever in the cage after they win and nobody bats an eye, so why should it be any different for him and his boyfriend?

also, because it needs to be said, statistically there are ALREADY lgbtq+ male fighters in the ufc. like currently, in real life. they’re just not out publicly. the ufc has openly supported queer people’s rights in the past, and is partnered with 4 prominent HIV/AIDS awareness organizations. there is multiple openly queer women currently fighting in the ufc, including amanda nunes, who has been repeatedly called the greatest women’s fighter of all time. but as of right now, there is no openly mlm ufc fighters, so that would technically make albert the first. we love a trend setter. now back to what i’m supposed to be talking about djdhdbd

and eventually interviewers and fans on twitter realize that they’re only going to get one answer to vague questions about sexuality, which is “i’m dating a man and i fight people for a living. if that makes me a revolutionary, so be it bro.”

he includes race in a lot of his answers, especially in interviews where they ask more personal questions or grill him on his mental game, cause he loves race and thinks he deserves credit for everything he does to make al a better person and a better fighter

also, purely for my own entertainment, i think after he becomes champion (cause of course he does) he goes on the joe rogan podcast, and joe is pretty much the only one who gets albert to talk about any of it in a genuine way

he doesn’t get sarcasm or a blunt “can we talk about fighting, now?” like everyone else, he gets a real answer, cause that’s what albert came on to do anyway

he talks about getting together in highschool, and how it was race’s idea for him to start kickboxing in the first place, and what a fucking genius race is and how he’s getting his PhD right now, and how he didn’t want to talk about it cause he didn’t want to be the “gay fighter”, and how that’s a trivialization of his relationship with race and he refuses to let it be seen as anything but what it is, which is the best fucking thing that’s ever happened to him

just. Ugh. them <3

THIS POST IS SO LONG HOLY SHIT DHDHDHDH

anyway-

y e a h. albert dasilva would rock anyone’s shit. if i keep having thoughts about this i’ll make one about him becoming champion. thank you for your time ✨

also gonna tag @soaps-posts cause the brainrot is powerful so here you are my dear <3

[crtalley]

SALT & SILVER – A WIP Intro

genre → high fantasy market → adult pov → third / past / singular status → drafting (1st draft) extra → the body as a vessel / love in many forms / the power in the naming of things / burning the chaparral / what does it mean to be alive? / are you alive if you cannot love? content warnings → death / violence / intrusive thoughts / spirit possession / to be updated

synopsis →

When thieves attack the Alchemist and leave her bleeding out on her desk, Emilián’s hometown no longer seems like the safest place in the world. He’s quick to save her, but the guilt eats at him: He should have been able to stop it. He needs to know who did this to her.

She needs to know what they stole.

The wicked spirits she can summon are of little help, but reveal that the thieves are searching for an ancient evil that has slept centuries in its tomb beneath the hills. If they find it, the chaparral will never again know peace.

It falls to Emilián and the Alchemist to hunt down the thieves. Before they can even start, the wicked spirits return to collect their price.

After all, there is always a price.

And Emilián is not ready to pay it.

characters →

Emilián Ámbaroz → The youngest son of Witch Madina has worked ten years as a town guard, not because he is violent or power-hungry, but because he loves his home so deeply he cannot bear the thought of anyone harming it. It doesn’t hurt that he’s tall and looks intimidating, white scars torn ragged across his skin from fights when he was younger. He falls deeper in love each day with everyone and everything around him.

The Alchemist → Perhaps she was born to the gentle craft, or perhaps she was given up or found before her fifth birthday, when she would have been named. Either way, she was raised an alchemist, and she’s one of the few who survive well into adulthood. She’s a designated servant of the community, no matter how poorly she likes that, and she’s protective of her work. Still, she enjoys Emilián’s company; he’s quiet, and always so interested in her work, and she hasn’t found anyone else who looks at the world with so sharp an eye.

The Rattlesnake → He is a spirit. He is not a spirit. He is dead and alive, and he has slept a hundred two hundred three hundred years underneath the chaparral. He is a seed, and fire will wake him. He is rain falling in search of the river, a river flowing in search of the sea, and a sea crashing and tumbling in search of the shore. He will take his place. No one will stop him.

misc →

// goal: 40k, but the last time i said 25k for a project it ended up 50k, so honestly, who knows. // this is supposed to be a fun little side project but knowing me it’s going to end up my main hyperfixation until i’m done with it. i’m very very sorry. i have so many other projects to work on but this one has just consumed me and honestly i’m here for it. // also yes there’s a romance element because. emilián is so soft and he loves so much. i want what he has. i love him, he’s my son, that’s why he has to suffer. // hopefully y’all will fall as much in love with these characters as i have, because probably for the next couple weeks this is going to be what i’m drafting (considering i’m;; 20% of the way to my goal and i’ve been writing this for 3 days;; like thanks it’s the ~ * ~ mental illness ~ * ~)