#Feral little irish man

[din-skywalker]

i want to give a bit of info to everyone who only knows miguel from the movie:

•he is not a vampire! his fangs are from his spider dna and are filled with paralyzing venom :) fun fact: the size of his fangs makes him mumble so other people don't see them while he's talking!

•he wasn't bitten by a spider like most spider people! spider dna was atomically spliced directly into his genes making him 50% spider

•he doesn't stick like other spider people! he uses the talons on his fingers to climb around and such! fun fact: these talons can easily slice through solid metal :)

•he doesn't have a spider sense! instead, all of his senses are majorly enhanced!

•yes! he always moves like that! he automatically moves like a feral monster because that's what he is!

•he has a fiancé named dana and a little brother named gabriel! they are the two most important people in his life :) fun fact: gabriel recognized that it was miguel in the spider suit the first time he saw him in it!

•his eyes are red because they can see in major details and in complete darkness. fun fact: this makes his eyes super sensitive to light, which constantly gives him migraines :)

•yes! his ass is that huge in the comics, too! everyone in the comics are always commenting on it ^^

•miguel is irish/mexican :)

•he is NOT the original spider man of his universe! there was a peter parker in the past before the year 2099

just wanted to clear up some facts about him movie onlys may have misconstrued ^^

[adhd-merlin]

go king, give us nothing

what's he done this time

[weebsinstash]

consider; multiverse shenanigans with a spider!reader where they make some offhand comment about how their heat/rut is coming up soon and they'll need some volunteers to cover patrols while they're down and half the society is like 'o damn that sucks, yeah i can swing a tuesday' and the other half is like 'your WHAT is coming up???'

and it turns out that a decent chunk of the multiverse has no idea what a/b/o orientations even are and it somehow just got totally lost in translation until that very second that this was a thing. what do you mean omega???? what the fuck do you mean you just thought i was a really boring smelling beta?????????? y'all motherfuckers are SNIFFING PEOPLE?!?!?!?!

now consider a miguel that is not from an a/b/o verse hearing about this and doing a little research to figure out exactly what a heat/rut is and just getting sucked down a rabbit hole and going feral for the idea that you're going to be in a highly suggestible and vulnerable state for nearly a WEEK and he's going to miss it!!! he didn't get invited!!!! what the fuck!!! the man spends a solid 48 hrs immersed in really bad multiversal porn and comes out the other end hungover and weeping that he nearly missed out on this

so he takes it upon himself to do a little rearranging, some scheduling, some scheming, and lo and behold you find yourself stuck in this crappy half-built nest in nueva york with miguel, who has no real idea how he's supposed to actually perform for you while ur like this and is just making it up as he goes- and totally ignoring the cultural and consent issues he's digging up doing this bc its biology right? so its fine? people in ur universe do this all the time, he has no idea why ur complaining just let him help u out jeez-

Some rando Spiderperson intending to be transphobic: --and they want us to accept everyone as whatever they say they wanna be now, as if men can get pregnant!

Reader, without skipping a beat: what the actual fuck are you talking about, my father carried me and my siblings for 6 months

Miguel is just starting to know you and is actively trying to learn more about you and one day you just, I dunno, you two do a mission together and he gives you praise and you just look at him with a big smile 😊 and your ass straight up PURRS for a few moments and he's just like 🥺❤️ gatito... ❤️

The man sees you talking to Jess and Peter B one day and O'Hara is watching from a distance because he's, awkward and not sure how to approach you, and suddenly his super hearing can pick up someone in the room talking idly about you, or even explaining ABO stuff to another person. "Yeah, see em over there, holding Peter Bs kid? Those Omega always have nurturing instincts. It's cause they're wired to spit out tons of babies. They're the breeders. They even have natutal pheromones to calm down their mates and friends and children" and suddenly Miguel's ears are burning "youre tellin me my darling might wants lots of little babies running around? Fantastic."

Mexican/Irish and also Catholic Miguel who wants one of those STUPID HUGE families where people have at least 6 kids and it's like "oh a typical Omega pregnancy usually has at least two or three babies in one go and theyre shorter than normal human pregnancies huh? Interesting :)"

Some members of the Spider Society are like "why is Miguel kind of lowkey being a dick to me all the time now" oh well its very simple you see, Miguel read your file and found out you're an Alpha and you share this weird connection and also natural biological attraction to HIS lil honeybee and He Hates You Now. Fuck off out his house and don't let him see you talking to his baby or else

He gets really close to you one day, I mean like physically, or hey maybe emotionally too, and he's hugging you and he gets a whiff of your scent and it's something he can't even describe, something that has a carnal biological effect on his where he just wants to keep holding you and hearing your voice like a drug, like it's oxytocin on crack, and suddenly in true scientist fashion he's researching you, your universe, its history, its medicine, its culture.

Can't help but imagine a Miguel who goes full yandere and gives no fucks about doing what he wants for darling and splices his DNA with Alpha DNA so he can officially claim you as a mate, scenting, knotting, and everything. Lyla gives you instructions to meet him in a specific place and it turns out he's been experimenting on himself and he's deep in a rut and suddenly your knees are getting pushed into your chest and you're getting passionately knotted and filled up by a grunting growling purring Miguel who's leaving love bites and kisses all over your skin, just, his size alone would make him hard to get away from, you don't even need to add Alpha instincts and being able to track your pheromones on top of that 😳

Miguel "just let me 'help you as a friend'" O'Hara who tracked when your next heat was going to kick in and maybe even drugged you so it comes at a specific time and he makes it where the two of you are together or even trapped or something when it happens and, here he is, "oh just let me help you, isn't it hurting" but like. We all know it's because he wants to. Like could you even imagine he's, you know, using his fingers and he goes to remove his pants or free himself or whatever and you're just like "no I'll get pregnant" and he just kind of has a Microsoft error window in his brain because it's like. Oh you'll get almost DEFINITELY pregnant? Guaranteed? You're trying to tell the man you dont want to and instead at least internally he's like "promise? 👉👈"

[thelastspeecher]

Here's a little bit more in my Horse Boy Stan AU. Just after Stan turns into a horse, and how he winds up with the McGuckets.

;)

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                 Stan stomped his hooves anxiously as he waited his turn.  Jimmy Snakes had left town as soon as he found an upcoming auction to sell him at, frustrated that Stan refused to be broken.  The money would be wired to him after the sale.

                 Stan felt a shiver run down his spine.  He was going to be sold.

                 At least last week could’ve been worse.  Jimmy could have dropped me off at a place that treated me like shit.  But the stables holding the auction boarded and fed Stan, and were kind in all their interactions with him.  Except for the upsettingly thorough examinations to determine the minimum price he would be worth.  Stan lowered his head.  I just want this whole nightmare to be over.

                 The people at stable hadn’t been able to break Stan, but he was still defeated.  There wasn’t even a glimmer of hope that he could escape.

                 “Lot 17, a buckskin Irish Draught stallion,” the auctioneer announced.  The boy holding Stan’s lead brought him out of the wings and onto the stage.  There was some murmuring from the gathered crowd.  Stan felt a strange twinge of pride that made him stand at attention.  He knew from the people at the stable that he was considered a high-quality horse, despite lacking a formal pedigree.  “Wild or feral caught, no paperwork, unknown age though he is fully grown, and unbroken.”  The murmuring grew louder, then died down.  The auctioneer seemed to notice the apparent loss of interest.  “He would serve as a good workhorse.  Or, as he is intact, stud fer workhorses.  We’ll start the biddin’ at four thousand.”

                 “Four thousand!” a voice shouted.  Stan looked at the crowd, quickly zeroing in on the sole person interested in buying him.  It was a young man about his age, with dark hair and a large nose that took up most of his face.  A young man next to him, with blond hair, elbowed him and whispered something.  Stan’s potential buyer shrugged off whatever the other man said.

                 “Any other takers?” the auctioneer asked.  He sounded disappointed, though Stan wasn’t sure why.

                 I’ve never been worth four thousand bucks in my life!  No one else spoke up.

                 “Going, going, gone,” the auctioneer said.  He slammed the gavel.  “The buckskin goes to Lute McGucket.”  He raised an eyebrow.  “I assume yer father will come by with the money fer him?”

                 “Sure thing, Mr. Smith!” the man, Lute, called.  Chuckles sounded from the crowd as Stan was led backstage and into a stall to wait.

                 Thankfully, Stan didn’t have to wait long.  Within about fifteen minutes, two voices sounded, getting louder as they approached Stan’s stall.

                 “He ain’t broken, Lute.”

                 “My fam’ly’s got a way with horses, you know that.”

                 “And what’ll ya do if ya can’t break him?  Rent him out fer stud?  Without papers, no one would pay a cent!”

                 “Look, we’ll figure it out.”  The two people from before came to a stop in front of Stan.  “I can tell there’s somethin’ special ‘bout this feller,” Lute said.  His friend crossed his arms.

                 “I don’t know if yer right.”  He sighed.  “But it ain’t my business, so I’ll drop it.”  Lute’s friend began to walk away.  “I’ll see ya and this new stallion tomorrow.”

                 “Sounds good!” Lute called.  He turned to Stan.  “All right, feller, let’s get ya out of here.”  He pulled a lead out of his pocket and attached it to Stan’s halter.

                 Okay, first impression, he’s not the worst.  I guess.  Lute opened the door to Stan’s stall and led him out of the stable.  A different stallion was patiently waiting, tied to a post.  Lute smiled at Stan.

                 “This here is my usual steed, Tuesday.  He’s a gelding, but don’t worry, we won’t geld ya.”  Lute winked.

                 Uh.  I don’t think I want to know what he’s talking about.

                 “I can tell yer not the kind of stallion we would geld,” Lute continued.  “But not so’s we could stud ya.  No, it’s ‘cause yer special.”  He cocked his head.  “What’s yer name?”

                 “Stan,” Stan whinnied instinctively.  He winced.

                 Dammit, think!  Why bother telling him, he won’t understand!

                 “Stan,” Lute repeated.  Stan’s jaw dropped.  Lute grinned.  “Just like yer special, I am, too.”  He mounted his horse and tied the lead to his saddle.  “Let’s get ya home and sorted out, okay?”

                 How the hell did he know what I said?  Lute winked again.  Eh, fuck it, I don’t care.  He understood me, and that’s all that matters.  Stan eagerly followed Lute and Tuesday, for the first time since this whole mess started, feeling optimistic.

[huntersmoon1]

If the boys adopted pets.

•Xavier would have a cat that followed him home and refused to leave.

•Rafayel,well he already has a fish named Reddie (sp) so maybe,a bird of some kind or a dog.

(Edit) or some kind of sea creature.

•Zayne would have a dog,an abandoned great big gentle giant Great Dane or Great Dane mix that wanders into the hospital and starts to comfort kids.

-And she kinda becomes the hospital mascot after they realize she’s harmless and get her checked out and get her all her shots.

-And she sorta chooses Zayne as her owner (they say dogs choose their owners as much as cats do.).

-And whenever he has an ice attack whenever his evol starts to take over she gives him a neck hug wherever she can reach,his stomach if he’s sitting in his desk chair or his leg if he’s standing up.

-And even if that’s not happening she’ll often rest her head in his lap when he’s sitting at his desk. (This man needs love.)

(Edit.)

Ok because of this⬇️ he would have a cat and one dog maybe.

•Caleb a dog and a cat duo.

•Thomas a cat.(Rafayel never visits his house after he gets the cat even though she’s a sweet heart and is loving as a dog.) Maybe a dog too, a female Irish Wolfhound Great Dane mix (AKA Irish Dane or Wolfhound Dane) complete with big paws and long lanky legs she doesn’t know what to do with.

-He learned that she can jump a fence with ease and even climb over one if she really really wants to get out when someone tried to break into his house while she was outside and he was away.

-Most of the time she’s pretty calm,quiet,obedient,and well behaved but does have her hyper or excited moments.

-She’s pretty protective of him too.

-She’s his cuddle baby though.

-She does have a bit separation anxiety though,she doesn’t like it when he leaves for the day but is pretty chill while he’s gone cuz she knows when to expect him to come home.

-But as soon as he has his suitcase open on the bed ready to pack she sitting in it like she’s either saying “don’t go” or “me too!” or “take me with you!”.

-If it’s an over night trip or heaven forbid a week long trip god help the house sitter/dog sitter cuz big baby will cry so much,especially at night when she normally cuddles with Thomas aka daddy in his bed.

-Thomas puts a blanket he used for the last week in her crate since it has his scent on it and it makes it a little easier on her and she cries a little less.

-But when he comes home he better be prepared to be attacked with love in a way an only a dog that’s a big puppy could.

-Whenever he comes home after a long day especially if he had to deal with Rafayel,you can usually find him cuddling with his dog and his cat on the couch or the bed or heck even the floor.

I just like this breed. It’s one of my favorites.

•Greyson a fish.

•Sylus a cat or some kind of bird. He has Mephisto but he’s stated Mephisto hates being called a pet.

-Seriously I don’t know why he doesn’t have a pet cat he obviously loves cats and cats are pretty independent if he doesn’t feed it then it’ll go hunting if it’s let outside,assuming it was either a stray or feral cat first or it’s a half indoor cat half outdoor cat.

[be-the-glenn-to-my-maggie]

I can’t BELIEVE for the nights and days of life is over, I was starting to think that novel would last forever.

I hope you all are ready for the fact that it’s not over here on my blog, as my 5-5 ass is not done with it yet. In that respect, here are the chapter ten notes. No spoilers in the comments for me and any people who haven’t read yet, or are for some godforsaken reason, reading along with me.

And @mochalottie u are a queen and my favorite, I’m so sorry for taking so so long to read your work and being so bad at responding to your dms, I’m at the stage in adulting where every text from anyone seems like a monumental task lol. I’m trying to manage time better and respond better. It doesn’t help that I work in a high school so it blocks tumblr!!

Onto the for the nights and days of life chapter 10 notes! Happy Halloween all!

-The way I feel like my own children are growing up too fast when I hear that Spider and Neteyam aren’t sitting with Mo’at in the infirmary much anymore. 

-Ur fighting my Jake and Mo’at spend an insane amount of time gossiping headcanon. Ur simply spitting on it. Just think about it, just pICTURE it. Mo’at’s grinding up a paste and Jake sneaks in like “…Have your heard about what happened with Moe and Ninat?” and Mo’at goes “JAKE SULI I would never talk behind someone’s back. Tell me everything.”

-Hey, Neytiri being like unable to acknowledge Paz as Spider’s mom? Banger. It really gets to me. She’s like well fuck off that’s my kid all while doubting herself. But Mo’at's right baby Spider was Neytiri’s number one fan from day one, he was literally always a momma’s boy.

-Also because you mentioned the kids taking an afternoon nap, I wanted to take a moment to just highlight how hellish that year or so where Neteyam, Kiri, and Spider were done with naps and Lo’ak still needed them was. You know his ass threw the bIGGEST tantrum every time it was time for a nap and everyone else was still playing. He was enRAGED because no one has fomo like Lo’ak. The kid was feral, crying overtired tears simply insisting that he is absolutely not tired and does nOT NEED A NAP.

-Spider being in the sleeping pile is one of the things that makes my heart grow three sizes every time I read about it. But you made it 20 times worse by adding in that by himself he spreads out for safety but he feels safe in the pile, like I’ll kill myself.

-I literally can prove Spider always asks for banana fruit and I’m starting to become convinced it’s the only fruit he knows.

-Lol Norm and Max sitting on Earth absolutley fIGHTING over who has to tell Jake things are going BadTM. 

-Lol I just literally kNEW that Neteyam wanted to make Spider a present, and yet instead his gift to him was even more of a complex. 

-YOU CANNOT TEASE TARSEM LOVE STORY TO ME. ALSO I’M NOW ASSUMING HE’S GAY THAT SCENE READ GAY. 

-This is what both Jake and I thought of when Neytiri told him to keep his secrets:

SHE QUOTED THAT MOVIE ALMOST BAR FOR BAR MAN, IF I WAS JAKE THAT WOULD’VE SENT MEEEE. When I was younger I used to have to share a bed with my cousin on family vacations, and I’m telling you bitch is possessed. She sleep walks and sleep talks, and sleep assaults me in my sleep. But one time she fucking quoted The Princess Bride and the next morning when I told her I loved that movie, she told me she’s never seen it. I have never felt more fear for my life. Picture Jake struggling to explain the plot of Lord of the Rings, his ass has seen it, his twin was a nerd. 

-Jake as soon as his child needs comfort: Oh fuck, I’M the only one here!

-Spider, like 7: I won’t be able to mate dad. Jake: I have to go. I’m not ready for this.

-HUMANS ARE BACK, time for things to get a little fucking sad. I know I’m ALMOST twenty chapters behind and you guys are already in it, but I’m just getting started baybeeee.

-Also I love Spider calling his parents Ma and Da, your Irishness has crept in.

[slamminslamminmcgill]

I’m absolutely feral for Jimmy could we have some more ftm/transmasc degradation, rough, sloppy yet absolutely sweet smutt😭

purr 😚😚

warning: homophobic/transphobic slurs, degradation/humiliation

anatomical terms: pussy, boobs, clit, dick, t-dick, hole (fuckin everything man we ball)

jimmy "irish catholic guilt" mcgill is closeted bisexual. 😌

he's very ashamed of his attraction to men. incredibly accepting of other people but ooh internalized homophobia the HOUSE!!!!! mainly because he had to hide it from his family so he repressed it and never let himself explore sexual intimacy with cis men.

and then you come along and you're like the perfect solution. in his cis male monkey brain he thinks "man, but... pussy??? pussy on man??? then it's not really gay right???" 😳😳😳 (it's gay, jimmy)

he's very sexually experienced when it comes to afabs, so it's a real confidence boost to know what he's doing

he's fascinated by the slight differences in your body, those little changes of transition that throw off what he's used to. if you have boobs he will honk them and suck on your nips. if you've had top surgery he'll still try to honk your chest and suck on your nips (whether you actually feel anything or not) either way he'll say something objectifying about you.

"i can't believe you'd wanna get rid of these. they're so good. can i have them when you're done with them?"

"jeez, those are some big scars. you must've had a huge rack, eh? had to move a heavy load?"

JIMMY MCGILL IS OBSESSED WITH T-DICKS THIS IS LAW!!! again a slight change from what he's used to. when he's getting your pants off he's expecting a tiny little clit that he'll have to search for and not a chode staring him in the face. your dick is tiny but it's the most dick he's ever had so ofc his instinct is to wrap his (embarrassing lack of) lips around it and start sucking.

irish catholic guilt + internalized homophobia = degrading you as a "weaker man" to make himself feel better. makes fun of your tiny dick, calls you slurs, ROUGH sex (biting, slapping, spanking, choking, hair pulling) the power imbalance is cathartic for him.

(while gagging you on his cock) "choke on it, faggot. god, you're pathetic. i know you can take more than that."

(while bending you over a table and fucking you from behind) "you see this is what an actual cock feels like." (he reaches down to stroke your dick) "this little thing? you seriously think it'll ever make anyone feel this good? it won't, will it? so just shut up and let me use this hole like a real man. i gotta say, even for a stupid tranny whore, you have the best pussy i've ever had. congratulations."

loves it sloppy bc the mess is even more humiliating. gagging you til you drown his cock in saliva, cumming on your face or in your mouth or inside, sucking your dick and fingering you until you squirt, using your squirt as lube to jerk himself off, SPITTING ON YOU >:3

may or may not cry afterwards bc he feels bad for hurting you. if he does you may need to comfort him and let him know he did a great job 🥺 cuddling is necessary

[fallstreakfeathers]

(Info needs updated!)

Name:

 Charlotte Lee Ainsley (later, Ainsley-Kanda)

Nicknames:

“Charlie”(most people), ‘the Silver Phoenix’ (because her glaive is silver, and she sometimes appears to rise from fire like the phoenix does), “gift from the sea” (Akihiko only!!), “brat”, “devil/demon” (derogatory), ‘foreigner/outlander’, 'pretty/little demon killer' (Urogi)

Ethnicity:

Irish/European-American

Age: 

Physical Age: 24

Personality:

Strong-willed, childish, fancies herself a comedian, a bit of a brat. Snarky. Quick to forgive, and rarely means ill towards anyone. Gets attached to people easily- even those she really shouldn’t! A bit of a dumbass. Will say offensive/out of pocket things when the opportunity arises because it is funny.

Though she tries, she never really seems to be able to fit in with Japanese society. She always feels a bit outcast, even among friends.

Low physical self-esteem, because people tend to call her unattractive or think she’s dirty because of her freckles. Always scrubs herself real hard in the bath, hoping one day they’ll disappear.

Relies on her heart, except in battle where she thinks logically and quickly, and has a strong sense of honor taught by Akihiko. Would never attack an opponent’s back or betray an ally.

Shockingly wise at times.

Frequently cooks her friends' favorite meals.

Was a hell-raiser when brought to the Corps before she settled in.

She’s a guardian at heart, and won’t ever hesitate to help someone in need, even those who are prejudiced towards her.

History:

A foreigner from North America, Charlotte arrived in Japan at 13 years old purely by misfortune.

In a bout of mischief, she became a stowaway on a cargo ship and unintentionally fell asleep. Hours later, she found herself alone in the middle of the ocean with nobody except the crew that she continued to hide from in fear.

When she was eventually discovered, the ship was too far out to return to port.

A freak storm blew the ship far off course, before an underwater demon attacked, sinking the ship and leaving Charlotte floating on the wreckage only because the sun had begun to shine through the waters.

Shortly after surviving the shipwreck, she is attacked yet again by another yokai whilst stranded on the mainland. She is saved by Akihiko Kanda, the demon who eats demons. While she initially was very frightened by him, and even raised a makeshift weapon in defense, she quickly came to like the man.

Akihiko takes young Charlie under his wing, stating that “if she’s going to do stupid things, she may as well know how to defend herself properly.”

This set her on the path of becoming a strong warrior, though she used two makeshift spears (sticks, really, with broken nichirin blades attached to the ends).

She eventually comes to befriend two yokai who further her abilities- a kappa under the command of Akihiko, who teaches her how to slip around land as easily as in water, and an old Inugami who imparts various knowledge and wisdoms to her.

Several years in the future, but before the canon storyline, Akihiko and Charlie are found by members of the Demon Slayer Corp. Akihiko flees, unwilling to kill humans, and he leaves Charlie in their care.

Charlie is brought, against her will, to the Butterfly Mansion where she is interrogated as a potential spy for Muzan. She fights ferally to attempt an escape but is ultimately captured again.

Sanemi, who wants to simply kill her, is stopped by Giyu who offers Charlie a choice: spar with him, and if Charlie wins then she can go. If Giyu wins, then Charlie must join the corps.

After a fierce battle, where Charlie’s initial skill is clear, she is defeated by the Water Hashira, who then helps her to her feet (both earning her respect and friendship).

Charlotte has frequent interactions with most Hashira due to her unique circumstances but is not anyone's Tsuguko. 

Rank:

Charlie was assigned Kanoto rank shortly after her acceptance into the corps, along with special permission to skip Final Selection due to her circumstances, as she had proven her ability to survive and had slain several demons already.

This, however, means that some slayers in the corps don’t consider Charlie a true member…

Breath Style: Oil Breathing

Originally mistaken as an offset of Water Breathing before it was quickly discovered as a breath derived from Flame.

Charlotte Ainsley-Kanda is its creator, having seen a man using Flame breathing to kill a demon at a young age. She had difficulty replicating Flame breathing itself and created a new style.

Oil breathing can be used with a standard Nichirin Katana, but was created with Charlie’s two glaives in mind and therefore is best suited to a polearm, or two weapons.

Oil Breathing is a dance filled with not only movement, but power. It requires a lithe, flexible user to be able to reach its full potential.

Users of Oil Breathing can largely benefit from learning swordsmanship from Water Breathing users.

Charlie also is adept with a slingshot and will use it to fling wisteria-filled smoke bombs across the battlefield.

Hobbies:

Bird-watching

Cooking

Collects trophies from demons she slays, as a memorial more than anything else. Akihiko thinks this habit is barbaric and frequently chides her for it.

Often plays the shinobue flute Akihiko gifted her years ago.

Irritating Sanemi

Can frequently be seen dancing in her spare time. If she sees a close friend, they might be dragged into it. She’s made Giyu dance with her several times, in private for his sake.

Mitsuri is also a frequent dance partner.

Special Skills

Having been trained by an Oni from a teen, Charlotte does have several abilities not seen by most other humans.

- Immunity to nightshade.

Akihiko was adamant that Charlie grow resistant to this popular poison, knowing how dangerous the world is and also that associating herself with him would make her a target. 

- Muscle Density

Like Mitsuri, Charlie has a shocking amount of muscle- though hers is from physically sparring with a demon.

- Breath Expulsion

Charlie has extraordinarily powerful lungs, and so is able to (aside from holding her breath for 15 minutes) briefly inhale her wisteria incense and shoot a blast of wisteria-infused smoke from her mouth as a poisonous cloud.

Usually used in dire circumstances to give herself an edge, or to save an ally.

She tends to wheeze for a while afterward.

- Walking demon deterrent

Charlie’s room is covered in wisteria incense cones, and she’s usually seen hanging around inside the wisteria trees that surround the Butterfly Estate. Therefore, the scent of wisteria is usually quite heavy on her, and she can be used as a natural deterrent against low-level oni and yokai.

- Flame Cloak

Charlie has been able to learn how to use her oil breathing to coat herself in the liquid, and then ignite it, covering herself in fire. The oil protects her flesh and clothes until it burns out, and the fire dissipates with it.

This ability is psychologically effective to most opponents, demon and human alike.

Other Trivia:

Much more fluent in Japanese than English, but she cannot read well in either language. Akihiko was much more concerned with making sure Charlie could understand what people were saying than what they wrote.

Tends to openly state her emotions, as a habit from when Akihiko first began teaching her to speak Japanese- when she’s overwhelmed with positive feelings, she sometimes forgets the correct words, so she’ll shorten it to “happy!” with a big smile.

Charlie’s crow assigned himself to her by immediately landing on her head after Giyu and Charlie’s sparring.

Charlie willingly gave her blood to Akihiko on a regular basis, extracting it with fresh syringes. She had no qualms about it, and Akihiko always made sure she only gave him a small amount.

Giyu gifted her blue hair pins a year after they met, and she always wears them or keeps them with her. Also keeps several gifts from her friends on her (earrings from Tengen, a good luck charm from Mitsuri), but secretly values the hairpins more due to her relationship with Giyu

Due to frequent nightmares, Charlie keeps a small Baku totem under her pillow at all times.

Charlie's relationship with Urogi was entirely an accident.

Has a large burn scar covering her back from when she was starting to learn how to cloak herself in flame. It was a valuable lesson, and one she wears without shame.

Does not hate Sanemi, but thinks it’s funny to anger him and also thinks he deserves it after he tried to kill her

Always greets her friends when they return home.

Her physical flexibility rivals Inosuke’s

Charlie has a burning anger toward infidelity- anyone who she knows to be cheating on their partner

Because she has low physical self esteem, she’s easily attached to anyone who genuinely compliments her appearance

She was stillborn

Theme Songs:

Forokururu (Monster Hunter) *

Kulve Taroth (Monster Hunter) *

What Do You Know (Annihilation)

Rowdy Rumble (Kingdom Hearts)

Empty Crown (Yas)

[be-bisexual-eat-hot-chip-and-lie]

unreal unearth thoughts:

de selby (part 1)

- the harmonies ughhhh

- this man is singing in irish !!!

- this is in fact a religious experience

de selby (part 2)

- i’d block the sun if you want it gone shjshshah

first time

- his voice is so soft and lovely

- as it was and ever shall be my all girls catholic school ass is screaming in religious imagery

- some part of me must have died the final time you called me baby !!!! I AM UNWELL

francesca

- my life was a storm since i was born, how could i fear any hurricane

- this man is a poet

- the ah-ah ah-ahs scratch my brain so good omg

- heaven is not fit to house a love like you and i

- the choral arrangement of this the layers and harmonies i am screaming i am crying i am losing my mind

i, carrion (icarian)

- icarus?!

- i am lifted by every word you sing (said?) to me

- its such a lovely and light tune

- if we fall, i only pray, dont fall away from me

eat your young

- i cannot wait to hear this live oh my fuck

- the little vocal riff motif thing is just. so good?

damage gets done

- we had nowhere to go and every desire for going there

- harmonies make me go feral

- darlin’

- layered sounds i am normal about this (i am most definitely not)

who we are

- piano!!

- hold me like a knife

- 2:34-3:22 makes me happy dance

son of nyx

- me when greek myth !!

- string arrangement that devastates /pos

all things end

- if there was anyone to ever get through this life with their heart still intact, they didnt do it right

- i love how his voice changes from song to song ugh a man with range

- darlin’

- choral arrangement!!! i am dead deceased done for every time

to someone from a warm climate (uiscefhuaraithe)

- darlin

- it am someone from a warm climate (mexico) this song is for me

- there are some things that no one teaches you

- i just want a compilation of this man calling me darlin please that will cure my depression

butchered tongue

- soft and devastating

- the shattered bedrock of our home sir why must you hurt me like this

- if he plays this live i will weep inconsolably

anything but

- immediately more upbeat

- if i was a riptide i wouldn’t take you out

- harmonies shakgakahsjs

- drumbeat

- if i had his job you would live forever

abstract (psychopomp)

- your hand in my pocket to keep us both warm

- i need the lyrics for this whole album ngl

- brass section

- im afraid we’ll always be trapped within an abstract

unknown/nth

- you know the distance never made a difference to me UGH

- so much of the living, love, is the being unknown

- do you know i could break beneath the weight of the goodness, love, i still carry for you

- the way he sings that bit just. makes me go !!!!

first light

- harmonies !

- like i lived my whole life before the first light

- darkness always finds you either way

- after this im never gonna be the same (he’s right i won’t)

- layered sound scratches my brain

- guitar!

long story short

i love hozier

[cherrybombfangirl]

Stacy Rogers-Barnes - an OC Intro

Name (full): Stacy Sarah Rogers-Barnes

Other names: Little Rogers, Mini Cap (by other Avengers), Stacybear (by Lily and Aiden only), Kiddo, Stacygirl, Squirt, Stacygirl (by dads)

Fandom/Appears In: Marvel/Avengers, appears in- First Avenger, Winter Soldier, Age of Ultron, Civil War, Black Widow, Infinity War, Endgame, Far From Home, Wandavision, Falcon and the Winter Soldier, and possibly more in the future

Age: 12 (Winter Soldier), 12-15 years (Three year gap), 15 years (Age of Ultron-Black Widow), 15-17 years (Two year gap), 17 years (Infinity War), [ 23 years (Endgame Timeline)], 18 years (Far From Home-The Young Avengers)

Birthdate: Febuary 21, 1941

Zodiac Sign: Pisces

Personality: goofball, chaotic lil' shit, malicious compliance expert, cusses like a sailor, somehow 5 and 50 years old at the same time, very extroverted, all or nothing ADHDer, feral little gremlin, crippling fear of being a burden to other people and losing people she loves

Gender ID: Cis Female, She/Her pronouns

Sexuality: Bisexual

Hair: Dirty blonde, usually in a low ponytail or sloppy braid

Eyes: Baby blue

Skin: Pale, and with some light freckles from the sun

Faceclaim: Diana Agron

Identifying Features: Post Endgame- bullet scar on upper right arm, repulsor blast scar on abdomen, bullet scar in left leg, knife slash scars across back and chest/abdomen, three jagged and wide scars from claws up the side of her right jawline and across her cheek

Combat skills: hand to hand combat training, combat shooting trained, enhanced- speed, strength, agility, senses, reflexes, and healing ; expert in sass

Supernatural abilities: Half Supersoldier

Disabilities: ADHD, Post Endgame- Anxiety/Panic Disorder, PTSD

History/Background:

Stacy was born on Feb. 21, 1941. Her biological mother was Peggy Carter, who offered to have the child for Steve and Bucky who wanted a kid (the government couldn't do anything bc they were American heroes and they kept it quiet). After her dads died around 1946, she was taken in by Peggy Carter. Six years later, Stacy was kidnapped by HYDRA and cryrofrozen for later experimentation so they might have another supersoldier. In 2012, after the Battle of New York, the Avengers found the HYDRA bunker she was in and rescued her. She was trained by Agent Romanoff and Barton and became a SHIELD Agent. After SHIELD fell, she joined the Avengers, and became known as the hero called Lady Liberty. She has since grown as a hero and become a valuable avenger.

Relationships: Steve Rogers (father, biological), Bucky Barnes (father, adopted), Peggy Carter (mother, biological, hates her), Natasha Romanoff (mother figure), Wanda Maximoff (big sister figure), Yelena Belova (auntie figure), Peter Parker (best friend), Lily Evans (first lover), Aiden D'Amore (second lover)

Aliases: Lady Liberty (Alias/Call Sign, SHIELD (formerly), The Avengers

Additional Notes/Facts:

Stacy grew up in a mixed culture/faith household, with Steve being Irish Catholic and Bucky being Jewish. She's not sure which she identifies with more religiously, but is happy hanging out in the middle ground.

She is obsessed with Star Wars, as is Peter. They geek out and go to cons together

She and Peter are neurodivergent superpowered besties

She calls Steve "Papa" and Bucky "Daddy" (it was the 40s, grow up). She won't let the internet ruin that for her

As much as she hates all the monetization of her papa's hero identity, she can't live without the Star Spangled Man latte they serve at Starbucks (it has lots of sugar and cream, plus a load of strawberry and blue raspberry syrup)

routinely says fuck you to the government, and can and has used malicious compliance against them before going completely feral

In the modern age, she and her dads have been arrested at protests/pride parades. the cops immediately back off once they realize who they are

Stacy is Team Waffles, as is Steve. Bucky is firmly Team Pancakes. This does cause squabbles at breakfast sometimes

She is agressively bisexual, just like her papa

Her suit starts out as the SHIELD suit, then one similar to Steve's with muted colors, then dark greens and blacks in Black Widow, then after Endgame it's variations of olive green with gold accents

Her two most notable multiverse variants are Thanos-Killer Stacy and Ultron-Apocalypse Stacy

Fanfic: Only Human (on Ao3)

[brett-is-afraid]

i have exactly one thought every day and that thought is S3án Mcl0ughlin. He smiles and my heart is warm. He giggles and I melt into a little puddle. He says litterally anything ever in his silly little Irish accent and I'm like "oh my god you're so right baby boy, I love you sm, that was so based." I see a little hint of his collarbones and feel like I'm in a victorian england boarding school for troubled young boys, sneaking glanced at my dormmate as he gets dressed for dinner and feeling something stirr in my chest. He makes very many oh funny haha dick jokes and I think they are so pog. A god of a man. Kisses for the boy!!! And Septicinnit anons for you as I stare at my funny haha computer screen and judge your hot takes by accuracy and go feral because you and the other (less active tbh most of these are me) anons are so weirdly accurate what the fuck are you stalking me??? Are you in my house

- Tommyinnit Factive (yes the one who msgd you about the From Eden song >:3 also the Jse factive who talked about the rats was my husband!! :0 big reveal Cha Cha real smooth I bet you never saw the plot twist coming!!! unless you did? Damn. Wild. Gonna go play animal crossing now)

Honestly, this is so valid. Jack makes me go slightly feral in a way I don't know how to explain. He's always seemed so right in himself, if that makes sense. He's seemed perfect for every stage of his life.

[misstisalir]

Being Brough Back

OOC;;

So *someone* talked me in to coming back to Tumblr. While I wait to see if I'll get to use my old codes, here are my characters available for use:

Barbara Gordon | Oracle | FC: Bryce Dallas Howard | DC Universe A spitfire of a woman, daughter to James Gordon, Barbara has established herself as a veritable good guy kingpin. She provides intelligence and hacking to those who need it, the best technical advisor you could find anywhere. Keep in mind that Babs will not take any shit from anyone, and if she has something on her mind, you can be sure she'll tell you.

Timothy "Tim" Jackson Drake | FC: Ryan Potter | DC Universe

Genius, sleuth, prodigy. Tim is a proud Robin, and knows that his mind is second to very few, if any. Book smart, snarky, and happy to be part of the Wayne family, Tim is a bit of an oddity, but he likes it that way. If only he was a little less serious.

Michelle Evans | "Wolf" | FC: Emilia Clarke | Marvel Universe

Michelle Evans, the daughter of two nobodies that she'd just as soon avoid, became entrenched in SHIELD when she was only 14. Taken away from an abusive family who didn't quite understand her Mutation, the girl is now safely working as a translation expert, not allowed on field missions. She's met the Avengers, sure, but how are you supposed to be allowed out when your mutation is literally a feral creature trapped in human form?

Sarah Rogers | FC: Jessica Chastain | Marvel Universe

Multiple timelines available. The Irish Catholic mother of one Steven Grant Rogers. See Chara page for one Verse idea. Others available.

Wanda Maximoff | Scarlet Witch | FC: Elizabeth Olsen | Marvel Universe

Daughter of a Jewish father and Romani mother, Wanda was raised as a settled Romani woman by Marya and Django Maximoff. Living in Sokovia meant she was raised in a world at war, and it was as a child in this war-torn country that she realized that she was a witch. Keeping it a secret from her parents until they died, Wanda considers herself estranged from both God and the Roma peoples, thinking her mutant gifts nothing more than a curse. Her life was forever entwined with her beloved brother Pietro, One soul in two bodies to her mind. The pair relied on HYDRA to fix their world, only to become experiments. One prison for another, she belonged to the Avengers until the Sokovia Accords threatened to rip her freedom from her, and she ran away to live a life of solitude...missing the other half of her soul, and relying heavily on Vision. (Wandavision and after available.)

Sigyn Freyjasdottir | FC: Bryce Dallas Howard | Marvel Universe/Norse Myth

Sigyn is the daughter of Freyja, the proud goddess of fidelity. Sharp tongued and honest, this Vanir woman is a master of the Seidr, illusory magic her skill of specialty. Married to Loki early on in a marriage of political convenience between the Vanir and the As, she once suffered, but since long before his supposed 'betrayal', she has been in love. The woman is a fierce protector of her 'dead' husband, and will ever defend him.

Fenrir, the Dread Wolf | FC: Alex Saxon | Marvel Universe

You want to talk about a young man with hatred in his heart and a weight on his shoulders, look no further. Fen knows well what was done to him, and feels betrayed every day. Scars in his fur mark the passage of time, and the ever hungry son of Loki stays, chained. He has learned to cast his semblance, though, to give him some kind of gift of FREEDOM, to feel like just another person.

Lyanna Stark | FC: Lyndsy Fonseca | Game of Thrones (MULTIVERSE)

The stoic daughter of the North, Lyanna is a woman that would likely be more at home on the Battlefield than in the castle. However, she was promised to marry Robert Baratheon, much to her chagrin, and was embroiled in her own duty. Never let it be said that Lyanna did not do her best, for Duty and Honor were above all for her at one point in her life. However, a roguish prince from the Royal family claimed her heart, and stole her away from an unhappy arrangement...And she bore him a son. (Multiple Verses Available)

Alice Liddell | FC: Mia Wasikowska| Multiverse

The Liddell line is a delightfully mad thing, and it all began with one girl, dizzy and dreamy. Alice Liddell is the original girl down the rabbit hole, able to slip between one world and the next with such ease that it might well shock others to see.

[cerebrobullet]

Sharpe's Havoc Final Daily Book Report:

hehhehe harris stealing food from a general for his officer and sergeant, how very cute of him :3c

more hhhehehheh because tsundere wellesley, i love it. also seeing the beginning of the hogan and wellesley tag team. god i appreciate hogan so much. i appreciate any superior officer who looks at sharpe and goes "oh i'd love to see more of this lil shit"

FUCK this officer interrogation of sharpe is amazing. also adore pumphrey just not giving a shit about anything going on. hfhhd and waters (walters? accents are hard for people with auditory processing issues :( ) trying to make wellesley show gratitude to sharpe, i'm screaming. they are all soooo awkward. i've bookmarked this scene because the banter and the vibes are just *chef kiss*.

pumphrey is a bastard but how can i not adore a man described as "effeminate" who says wellesley makes him weak at the knees and also says he couldn't handle a wife like... like COME ON. i've loved more evil characters than him, it's fine. he can do a little murder of sharpe's former love interest, as a treat for being canonically gay.

is he good representation? eh not really but also ¯⁠\⁠_⁠(⁠ツ⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯ it was 2003, like!!! this is solid for 2003!! I'm happy with it!! it's clear sharpe is a repressed bisexual anyway!!!!

i will never tire of every irish character going "and fuck the english". and then poor sharpe in the middle like a tired parent trying to keep his kids from hitting each other, while hogan continues instigating.

man i'm excited to get to a sharpe book where i'll actually want to see sharpe get together with the woman love interest lmao. will be a nice change of pace compared to the overwhelming apathy i have towards all of the girls of the week rn. minus grace, she was neat enough. she gets a pass for killing her husband.

anyway sharpe on the bridge in a storming downpour? another great future thing to draw :3

omfg sharpe is like a terminator jumping in the raging river to kill christopher jddhsgbsbsh. then popping out on the boulder above him and absolutely stalking his way down. the spicey feral kitten turned into a cougar for a bit there. love it.

alright well, I have now finished Havoc! Def one I liked more than the last few, though Prey isn't... hard to beat lol. In a way it kind of felt like a more successful version of Prey, with the turncoat officer and all that? Adored all the bits of Sharpe with the rifles, especially with Harper. Sharpe as a character really benefits from having others to play off of, he doesn't carry a story as well when he's on his own I think.

But anyway!!! I might take a pause to listen to Flight of the Heron, we shall see. Sounds gay and I like that in a book.

[ammg-old2]

The west coast of Ireland is famed for its wave-beaten shores and bare, stony mountains, where only a few stunted trees grow in hollows and valleys, bent by harsh storms blowing in from the North Atlantic.

The coastline, with its cold, clean winds and ever-changing skies, gives an impression of unspoiled, primal nature. In 2014, the Irish government designated a 1,550-mile tourist route along the coast, and called it “The Wild Atlantic Way.”

Yet, where generations of painters, poets and visitors have rhapsodized about the sublimity of nature and the scenic Irish countryside, ecologists see a man-made desert of grass, heather and ferns, cleared of most native species by close-grazing sheep that often pull grasses out by the roots.

As climate change threatens even more ecological disruption, a growing Irish “rewilding” movement is calling for the restoration of the native forests that once covered these lands, both as natural machines to capture atmospheric carbon, and to preserve and extend what remains of Ireland’s dwindling biodiversity.

Rewilding, the practice of bringing ravaged landscapes back to their original states, is well established in Britain, where numerous projects are underway. For Ireland, this would mean the re-creation of temperate forests of oak, birch, hazel and yew that once covered 80 percent of the land but now — after centuries of timber extraction, overgrazing and intensive farming — have been reduced to only 1 percent.

For some, rewilding began with a personal choice.

In 2009, Eoghan Daltún, a sculpture restorer, sold his house in Dublin to buy 33 acres of gnarled oaks and rugged hillside on the Beara Peninsula in County Cork, in the far southwest. Where local farmers had once raised a few cattle and sheep, he erected a fence to keep out feral goats and sika deer, two nonnative, invasive species that nibble undergrowth and saplings down to the roots, and kill older trees by gnawing away their bark.

One day in late spring, with the wind driving rain off the foaming ocean, he proudly showed off the results. Wood sorrel, dog violet and celandine were already in flower beneath the twisted branches of mature oak and birch, thickly draped in mosses, ferns and epiphytic plants. New shoots of oak, hawthorn and ash pushed up through the grass and dead ferns.

“The sheep and deer would eat those little saplings before they even started on the grass, so when the old trees eventually died, there’d be no new ones to replace them,” said Mr. Daltún, who wrote about his experiment in “An Irish Atlantic Rainforest,” a memoir. “But the native forest is returning here, all by itself. I don’t have to plant anything.”

Ireland has committed to increasing the total proportion of forested areas to 18 percent by 2050, from 11 percent currently. Yet this would still be well below the European Union average of 38 percent, and most of it would consist of commercial spruce and pine plantations that make up more than 90 percent of Ireland’s current woodlands.

Grown to be harvested within 30 to 40 years, these nonnative conifers are treated with chemicals that pollute groundwater and rivers. Ecologists say little can grow on a forest floor carpeted with dead needles and a desert for insects and native wildlife. And much of the carbon they store is released again when they are harvested.

It would be better for biodiversity and carbon sequestration to pay farmers and landowners to grow native trees and leave them unharvested, according to Padraic Fogarty, the campaign officer for the Irish Wildlife Trust. He cited the example of Costa Rica, which has reversed the Central American trend of deforestation by paying farmers to preserve and extend the rainforest.

Ray Ó Foghlú of Hometree, another rewilding organization, believes farmers could be paid not to plow or graze strips land that border remaining pockets of native woodland — often only a few trees and bushes — that cling to inaccessible hillsides or in the awkward corners of fields. Biologically rich, these microforests would, if left to themselves, quickly recolonize neighboring areas, Mr. Ó Foghlú believes. He himself recently bought nine acres of “scrubland” — home to sessile oaks (Ireland’s national tree), hazels, wood sorrel, blue bells and anemones.

“I pinch myself still that I own it,” he said. “It has a river running through it, and I can’t believe it’s mine, for the price of a second hand car these days.”

Irish rewilding enthusiasts look enviously at the highlands of Scotland, ecologically very similar to the west of Ireland, but where the concentration of ownership in the hands of a few hundred aristocrats and magnates allows rewilding at much greater scale.

Ecologically minded figures like the Danish billionaire Anders Holch Povlsen, Scotland’s largest private landowner, with 220,000 acres, can clear deer and livestock from tens of thousands of acres, allowing native growth to quickly regenerate. Eradicated native species, notably the European beaver, have also been reintroduced to Scotland to restore ecological balance.

In Ireland, where the average farm size is 83 acres, such large-scale rewilding would seem to be unfeasible. The big exception, so far, has been in the unlikely setting of County Meath, in the flat, highly fertile and intensively farmed east of the island, and in the unlikely person of Randal Plunkett, a New York-born filmmaker, vegan and death metal enthusiast.

Since Mr. Plunkett — better known, to some, as the 21st Baron of Dunsany — inherited his 1,700 acre ancestral estate in 2011, he has cleared it of livestock and left one-third to revert to unmanaged forest, complete with a wild herd of native red deer.

“Biodiversity is expanding dramatically,” said Mr. Plunkett, 30, standing in thick woodlands humming with bees and other busy insects. “At least one species has returned every year since we started. Pine martens. Red kites. Corncrakes. Peregrine falcons. Kestrels. Stoats. Woodpeckers. Otter. We think there’s salmon in the river again, for the first time in my life.”

One of his forebears, Sir Horace Plunkett, pioneered modern, industrial farming in Ireland early last century, encouraging small farmers to set up cooperatives and to mechanize their operations and use fertilizers and chemicals. Today, Randal Plunkett says, not everyone in this rich farming area is happy about his decision to abandon intensive agriculture, or to ban all hunting on the estate.

“It’s safe to say I’m not popular with the hunting crowd,” he said. “I’ve had death threats.”

Rewilding has its opponents. Ireland’s influential agribusiness lobbies are economically and culturally suspicious of suggestions that farmland should be allowed to revert to what they traditionally derided as “scrub.” People will always need food, they point out. In more marginal areas in the uplands and west, farmers argue recent regulations have reduced the numbers of sheep they can graze per acre, and that removing them altogether would harm existing biodiversity.

“If you leave an area ungrazed and unmanaged, you leave an area that’s at risk of being burned,” said Vincent Doddy, the president of the Irish Natura and Hill Farmers Association. “I think cattle and sheep are the most cost effective way of managing the land.”

Even on poor soil and small farms, where livestock production is sustainable only through government grants and second jobs, the title of farmer is still prized beyond its cash value.

“You’d have some of them who’d say, ‘Sheep are a part of my family tradition, and my identity, and it’s what I want to do,’” said Mr. Daltún, who himself keeps some cattle on his 33 acres. “But others would see the benefit of being paid for looking after the land, and letting it regenerate, and to have time to focus more on their other work or business.”

[sspoike]

hello hii I was tagged a hot minute ago (sorry I’m very late on this) by @anyachristinaemmanuellajenkins and @doppelganglands for a get-to-know tag game and tho I’m late on it i still rlly wanted to participate so here goes

1. three ships:

-spuffy (it’s like a worm that’s settled shop in my brain it’s not going away sorry, and I’m very pro turning spuffy into a throuple with like angel or faith or dru like I wanna support THEIR endeavors it’s women supporting women)

-sookie x eric northman from the sookie stackhouse series (ie true blood but it’s the books that scratch the eric northman itch wayyy more to my liking, I think it’s bc the books hate bill the way I hate bill, which is a lot more than the tv show for some reason)

-giles x jenny x ethan… I just think they’re all hot and i want them together with tension-filled bickering. lock me up and sue me

2. first ship ever: im having a hard time figuring this one out bc my memory has kind of disintegrated over the years but I think it was sam x danny phantom (ghost mode), again just bc I thought they were hot and I wanted to be them (but specifically ghost mode danny bc non-ghost mode danny is Just Some Guy and child me was already Just Some Guy). if it’s not that it might’ve been bella x edward— not to air out my dirty laundry but twilight (2008) ignited something feral and disgusting within young me. I think it’s the vampire thing

3. currently listening: ‘miami’ by caroline rose. im having to restrain myself from listening to it too much bc I do have a tendency to gorge myself on the things I love until I’m absolutely sick of it. also any and all things Tennis.

4. last movie: the Banshees of Inisherin. It’s about despair and breaking up with a friend and the lack of answers & resolutions that can surround an ending to that kind of relationship and it’s silly and it’s got irish accents and tiny little donkeys and I liked it but my mom hated it

5. currently reading: perhaps I did start rereading the sookie stackhouse series and perhaps I am already on book 4 “Dead to the World” by Charlaine Harris. eric just lost his memory btw. he’s wrapped in a blankie in sookie’s house and he’s watching her boxed-set of btvs. if you even care.

6. currently watching: The Last of Us on hbo. mushrooms are so cool man

7. currently consuming: iced coffee :) I made it myself :) and it’s very Just Okay:) (it’s pretty bad)

8. currently craving: I got a new nonstick pan so I’ve been making a lot of over-easy eggs and eating english muffin breakfast sandwiches. not to be a woman in her twenties but something about the nonstick being super non-sticky is making me feel alive

bc I am a bit late on the game I’m informally tagging mutuals and anyone else who wants to give it a go! thank you for coming to my tedtalk

[isca-rambles]

6x10 aka I can go back to my life once I finish this episode and stop thinking about Chenford and Lucy and this show every 5 minutes, right? Right?! These hitpeople are really lucky no-one was looking out their window right then. Nolan and Bailey's habit of sitting on a chair and watching the other sleep is pretty creepy, I have to admit. There's nothing wrong with a tender loving sleep vigil when the other person is in hospital or sick and nothing sweeter than watching your partner sleep while you're cosied up in bed together. Or catching yourself gazing lovingly at their sleeping form while you're doing other things. But...sitting there is...yeah. You do you, Bailan. Whatever makes you happy. Blair, shut the fuck up you whiny little piece of shit. Ahem. Sorry. Is letting Blair out of their sight really a good idea?

Okay so I know the board changes through the shots, but they really couldn't have put Lucy's name on there? I know it's probably more related to cops who may have had contact with Blair or been on or involved with failed calls, but you really couldn't put Lucy on there? I will believe that Aaron was about to write her name when he got interrupted. Or that Lucy is so above and beyond reproach that they didn't even need to put her on the no list. I mean, there's a lot more officers who aren't in any of the columns but still. Come on. Also Nickerson you're still on my shit list for the betting pool. Smitty is too but ya know, Smitty. Where is my feral Tim worried about Lucy being potentially exposed with Monica and Blair both in the running and in connection with Bautista? Gimme them fics. He knows she's capable but surely last episode at least. Or just fretting to Angela and Nyla? C'mon. Give me a crumb. Charlie, just accidentally pretend to look the other way when someone tries to kill Monica. Please. Also why do I keep typing Monico instead of Monica. It's getting tiresome to retype. So the only solution is for Monica to disappear. Ugh, c'mon Oscar. I liked you but you're bringing more Bailan BS back into our lives? I mean, it's better than Monica I guess. I can deal with that. And again, I really don't hate Bailan as a couple or individually. Blair, shut up. Stop whining, yes it is your fault. Okay also yes, sorry actress playing the hitwoman, but that Irish accent is awful. Why would you want her using an accent that isn't hers? It's not vital to the story, is it? God these kids are so well behaved. Charlie, c'mon. You're better than this. Lucy coming in the save the day. Oh my god Tim's eyes. Aaron and Lopez at the helm of their favourite ship and sighting calmer waters. Aaagh. Charlie yes! Good girl. God I wish I could pull off a pixie cut like that. Nyla immediately cosying up under a blankie. I still love you, you're just minus some points, that's all. Oh, my heart. Look at them back in a car together again. They can't help but open up to each other when they're in a shop at work. Even if it's not an actual shop. It's so natural to them, being like this. Side by side. No matter what happens between them, this is their safe space. They're a perfect team when they've got a job to do. They can joke, they can smile. She even hits him a little off camera. You can hear it and see him jostle slightly in response. Those tactile little teasing moments. Ahhhhh. Lucy casually catching one of the hitmen and then swooping by to save her man. God she's amazing. I adore this chase scene so much. And not just because Lucy is a fucking badass. Okay, mainly because she's a fucking badass. The second she spots Tim in trouble there is no hesitation. She knows what she has to do and she is not going to fail. I hope that look in Angela's eyes is utter starstruck awe at how badass Lucy is. And though she doesn't get any recognition about what she did from anyone except Tim, I hope we get some mentions of it in S7. Just a little 'oh hey, didn't she jump out of a moving truck onto another, choke a hitman out and rescue another officer?' Also, it's insanely unfair how fucking gorgeous she looks in this entire scene. This scene really does slap though. The music and how it's shot. Perfect. Oh my god the looks between them. Lucy standing up there like a fucking boss. Tim can't help but keep looking back up to her, injured and exhausted as he is. She just lept in, fucking soared over, and choked out that guy to save his life. I'm sad we lose out people going nuts over how epic that was so we can get this scene but it is what it is. Where's the fanfic of everyone praising Lucy for her badassery, please and thank you? This is the last we'll see of Blair and Monica, right? Please? Please say yes. Pretty please? Nah, sorry fam, she's not Irish.

Nolan, Blair is a piece of work. Stop being so stupid. God, if they save Blair and she ends up back in the show I will do so peeved. She better be left in jail and never seen again I swear to god. Monica can go disappear and never return too. Please. Poor Aaron. Sweetie. Blair you're going to be the reason he leaves us in universe and I will never forgive you for that. I mean everything else you've done is awful too but yeah. Sincerely, never reappear. Oh the lift/elevator. Is this the new parking lot for scenes with them? What can I say about this scene that hasn't already been said? Their faces. Their eyes. His softest voice. I literally can't with these two. And I know for some people a love confession would've been perfect. I mean I wouldn't have said no to a 'I'm sorry, I love you and I always will' but this was good too. He knows he can't just leave her and then waltz back. He knows he has to go slowly and carefully. It has to be her choice this time. But god we better get some good adult conversations between them in S7. Lucy deserves a chance to talk to him about everything properly. I want to see the small doses but I also want to see the mature adult talks. I want to see them heal separately and together. I want to see them get all the good things that were taken away from them this season. I need to see Lucy being appreciated and recognised and respected. By Tim and by everyone else. It's the least she's owed. Give her her dues, give her some stripes, give her everything she's earned and worked for. I don't hate the idea of Oscar and Jason being the new S7 problem. Just make sure it involves everyone else and not just Bailan, okay? We've never actually seen Tim and Lucy interact with Oscar, right? Could be interesting. I did have a wild fic idea a while back that Jason would pay some guys to kidnap Bailey but Lucy ends up borrowing Bailey/John's car that day and gets taken instead. Short brunette, easy mistake. And then, ya know, we'd get feral Tim AND badass Lucy saving herself. Think about it.

Weird to be finish though. All caught up. I'm a little relieved honestly, I was dreading catching up to S6. It's weird knowing everything that happens for the most part, watching all the Lucy and Chenford scenes in advance, and then going through it episode by episode. It has been nice being able to ramble my thoughts out somewhere. I haven't hated it but it'll be kind of nice being in a fandom again as the episodes come out each week. Well, depending on the episodes. I guess we'll see. I may reappear for some fic prompts or even some half-baked awful attempts at fics if the mood strikes, but otherwise I'll mostly be reblogging gifs until January and maybe occasionally crying into the void. Now excuse me while I go rewatch DOD forever because that episode is just perfection.