#GOOD no-kill shelters often don't call themselves that

[mylordshesacactus]

Anyway, for $100 I will come to Thanksgiving dinner, sit down with your family, wait for a lull in the conversation, and then I will loudly say "I HATE no-kill shelters! There is NEVER an excuse to TURN AWAY a healthy animal. I think it's just evil to pick and choose which innocent animals are worth trying to save, instead of giving every life an equal chance!" and then I will shove an entire apple pie into my bag and leave.

[szynkaaa]

Black Myth: Wukong Journal Entries Part 1

Summarizing some of the journal entries that I found interesting because why not fanfic research?? who knows not me

All the journal entires can also be read on the fandom wiki page

Starting with the Mount Huaguo monkeys because I too, am wondering how they were faring after SWK died.

Circus Monkey (chapter 3 New West)

After Mt. Huaguo was destroyed, the Macaque Chief (flying monkey we fight three times in Chapter 3) led a bunch of monkeys away

arrived at Flaming Mountain (chapter 5) but a plague broke out and Macaque Chief asked for the sick monkes to be tossed into a called

This did not like that, so they decided to stop following the Macaque Chief and they wandered around

lived among humans, pretended to be monkey performers, did not make good money, so they decided to rob the audience while performing.

they killed them, stole their things and moved to the next city

The moved tot he New West, heard Macaque Chief is there too but avoiding them because he feels guilty

circus monkey became circus monks

Tenner (chapter 5 Flaming Mountain)

Centuries ago, Court razed Mt Huago once more

lots of monkey left the home after they heard of SWK death, and because SWK was buddy buddy with the Bull King they decided to go to Mt. Huago

Bull King hated monkeys because of SWK betrayal LOL, but he still gave them shelter and the monkeys were often bullied by other yaoguais

The Flaming Mountain Keeper (dude who had the hots for Princess Iron Fan) treated them with kindness and gave them food and support

Plague struck, monkeys fur fell out and they had sores and boils all over their skin spreading across their back

Macaque Chief casted the infected into the Furnace Valley. Dude said not my circus not my monkeys lol

Keeper came and saved them and cured them. Wings spread from the boils off their back

Keeper taught them how to fly and enlisted them as his minions

first thing they did was purge the Macaque Chief's camp, killed all the other monkeys, only leaving the Chief alive, who then fled to the New West

Macaque Chief (Chapter 3 New West)

Yellobrow helped Macacque Chief retracting his black wings

Macaque was a Chief under SWK

Yellowbrow offers the Macaque Chief to stay and help him rebuild the Thunderclap Temple

"If you had the abilities of that monkey who wreaked such havod in the Celestial Palace, it would have been others who would have suffered." - Yellowbrow

My personal thoughts and musings:

based on the entries from Tenner, I guess it's been more than 100 years since SWK died, I recall reading somewhere it was 270 years but I don't remember where I got that number, so if anyone knows let me know. I like that they added information on what happened to the monkeys at Mt. Huaguo. Chapter 6 felt very Unfinished (fitting title) in terms of also environment - there weren't much enemies around beside the court soldiers and bosses to fight. And when I first walked into the waterfalls cave, my first thought was how empty and abandoned it look like. There are stone tables and chairs and peaches scattered around, but it looks very much like no one has been there for a very long time.

Also the Macaque Chief is NOT the six-eared Macaque, he died in JTTW killed by SWK.

So we know that

SWK left the court and buddhahood behind to just chill with his homies

in retalition the Court started killing his monkey kind

SWK killed himself in order to be completely free

the court very likely continued to massacre and raze through Mt. Huaguo

which then led to Macaque Chief leading some other monkeys away to find a new home

When the Old Monkey is telling the stories of SWK and sending out monkeys to retrieve artifacts, we see a bunch of other monkeys holding staffs too (spot the anime protagonist lmfao)

we do not see or find any other monkeys when we arrive at Mt. Huaguo

My theories and headcanons:

Without Sun Wukong's protection, Yaoguai's run rampagne and the monkeys are not able to fully defend themselves

also when we arrive and on our way to the Stone, we get attacked by court soldiers

My theory is that because they know SWK will be reincarnated, and they want to prevent that, they have soldiers stationed there to attack whenever someone triest to obtain all armor parts and reach the Stone with SWK remains

hence also why the monkeys had to leave, because they would get attacked by court soldiers on sight

I don't think ALL of them left, we do still see monkeys at the beginning of the game

Overall when I played through Ch.6 there was a also a strong feeling of excitement of reaching the end of the journey soon, but also sad because it Mt Huaguo just felt so empty. it's supposed to be SWK's home and he wanted to leave buddhahood behind to be with his kin. To me, that already paints an image of mt Huaguo, being a lively and happy place.

I do wonder what is gonna happen next now that SWK is back. I suppose words will go out that the Monkey King is back, and that some of the monkeys will try to return again? I also wonder what the DO was thinking when traveling and having to fight his own kin. Does he know the history of his mountain? Hopefully the DLC will answer some more questions for us

And that's it about the monkeys! I'm still reading the Journal Entries, and will tackle the Tigers from Chapter 2 next!

[bl0ssom-skies]

The Little Wanderer

(This was a lil something I decided to write for fun, and to get back in the swing of writing haha. Beast Ancients AU belongs to @cuppajj!)

It was early in the afternoon. The clouds were dark and dreary, with thunder roaring in the distance. Big and small animals scurried about, seeking shelter to protect themselves from the oncoming storm. Bushes, trees, and grasses were gently swaying and rustling in the wind. A little girl could be seen pushing past the bushes and trees, looking around every so often.

Vanilla Creme had been wandering through the Scarlet Fig Forest for what felt like an eternity. She looked at her map every now and again, checking to see if she was on the right path.

...It's too bad she wasn't well versed when it comes reading maps. She is just a little girl after all.

Despite her poor mapping skills, she knew very well that she was still within the beasts—or her father's—territory. There were still plenty of Saint Vanilla Orchids scattered about. As a matter of fact, there were some just northeast of her direction... it was a former cookie camp.

It seems that her father had been here before.

Upon looking at the formerly inhabited camp, Vanilla Creme felt a chill creep upon her. Was it the chill from the wind? Or... was it the dread of thinking about what happened to those poor cookies..? The Saint Vanilla Orchids and their... less than comforting looks only made her fear worse.

Despite her fear, Vanilla Creme took a few steps forward, trying to remain as quiet as possible.

The closer she got, the more details of the incident she could see.

It seems the incident that occurred here happened recently, as there were small traces of light particles. Food and supplies were scattered around the camp. A traveling bag lay in the grass, it seemed as though one of the cookies was hastily packing their things before they met their fate. There were other bags and supplies, but they were within all of the orchids line of sight. It was far too risky.

Vanilla Creme narrowly stepped around the flowers, trying to avoid their gaze.

She hastily snatched the bag, and hid behind one of the tents. She gently opened the bag to see what contents it held inside.

There were snacks, and useful survival gear. She had desperately needed some of these items... but it felt wrong to steal, even despite her situation. She was taught to never steal from others, no matter who they may be.

But... desperate times call for desperate measures, don't they? Besides, the cookie who owned this bag had already been killed, and she certainly was desperate.

Vanilla Creme held her breath, and hastily took the items out of the bag to put in her satchel. Goodness did she feel guilty... but it was necessary for her survival, and to help with her journey to the Creme Republic.

...she hoped the deceased cookie wouldn't mind. At least their stuff was going to be put to good use.

Vanilla Creme sighed before looking up at the dreary clouds above. She wished to stay at this camp for a bit longer, especially considering the oncoming storm.. but she had to keep moving. She slowly stood up from where she hid. Her satchel felt a bit heavier with all of the new items in it.. but she could manage. She took a quick glance at her surroundings, making sure it was safe for her to move.

She ran away from the abandoned camp, her cape and hair fluttering in the now stronger winds.

A faint bright light could be seen in the distance behind her.

Thank goodness she left.

[findingmelissa]

Saw this post on Instagram: "5 Self-Esteem Prompts That Will Change Your Life."

Write down the characteristics of your ideal self. What are the specific fears and self-doubts that make you feel like you're not that person?

I started this post with 5 or 6 qualities but the more I wrote, the more I realized that I really only need to focus on one: kindness. My fear is that I am not a kind or good person.

When did you start to believe those things? Try to pinpoint each one to a specific event or moment in your life. These can be beliefs you've inherited from your family or culture when you were a child, or beliefs that you picked up in early adulthood.

When I was abused and no one told me it wasn't my fault. When (and I am sure now as a result of that first thing) I spent the better part of my teens and 20s lying, cheating, and controlling and manipulating people. When I gave my older cat Loxy to the shelter when we moved because I gave up on her (terrible behavior) and she probably ended up euthanized. When I let my sister take care of my other cat Andy and she ended up neglecting her and letting her dog terrorize Andy into stress-induced sickness and ultimately her death.

After every single mean or impatient word I have ever spoken to Steve, my mom, my coworkers, strangers. After every time I have thrown a tantrum. When I have been gossipy or judgmental behind people's backs.

I am carrying a heavy heavy burden of guilt and grief over not being a kind or good person. (*tears*)

Write a brief letter to that past disempowered version of you and empower them to feel good about themselves. For each of their limiting beliefs, remind them that it's not based in reality — it's just a fear - and create a list of 3 pieces of evidence that contradict or challenge it.

A letter... well, I would have to go all the way back to 12-year-old me and tell her everything I should have been told back then. That speaks for itself. I would tell me in my 20s you don't have anything to prove. Stop manipulating everyone, especially men, just to prove that you can, to prove that you are not powerless but powerful. I would tell the me of my 30s and 40s to stop fearing vulnerability and let people love you, let them help you, you are lovable just as you are. Which would kill a lot of the mean and impatient behavior.

As for contradicting my fear, looking at all of that stuff I wrote in Question 2, it feels like my thoughts are based in reality. :( But I will try to challenge this with some kind of logic and evidence, or at least things I know about myself now.

I love my friends with all my heart and I will (and often do) give them whatever I can - attention, time, money, meals, help with kids - to make their lives easier or happier. No hesitation. They are my chosen family.

I am compassionate toward the entire world. What Buddhists call metta. I know in my heart that even though I have spent a lot of my life not behaving this way, that I have this and I feel this toward every living being. I want to cry typing that. Because deep down, I know this is who I am. And I feel it on a daily basis (So, maybe I am a good person?)

I don't have a third piece of evidence. This will have to do for now.

Make a list of your strengths or unique qualities that set you apart from others. These can be physical traits, skills, or aspects of your personality. For each one, write about a time that you've shown up with that quality and describe how amazing it felt to embody that energy.

Household management/budgeting - this impacts my and Steve's life almost every day and I love that my abilities make our lives so much easier.

Highly efficient/organized - this is more about work, where I do all the things no one else wants to do because I keep detailed checklists and documentation that helps the entire company.

Physical strength - every time we work on our property and I am able to do all the hard things, I am reminded how strong I am. I feel so useful and competent and helpful. I love it.

Cooking/food preparation - similar to Item 1, I feel like I take care of myself and Steve in a very important way. I have also food prepped for friends who needed it and love being able to provide for them in that way.

Can't think of more. But I notice that all of these really have more to do with helping others than anything else. Apparently that's what truly makes me feel good about myself. That's very telling.

Make a list of affirmations that encapsulate your strengths and represent beliefs that you CHOOSE to have about yourself. Write them down on Post-It notes and stick them everywhere you'll see them often to remind you that this is your new self-concept.

I am kind

I am compassionate

I am beautiful

I am enough

I am writing these down right now on little post its and putting them right here on my monitors so I can stare at them every day. Hopefully until I believe them.

[vegantinatalist]

i think maybe i’m naive but i don’t understand why you seem to think all men are terrible? like ofc there are men who are violent and are predators. probably many more than i am aware of. i know most violence is committed by men. and if you’ve had traumatic experiences i appreciate you would feel mistrustful.

but I think of the men i know and they at least SEEM nice? i’ve never heard them say anything disrespectful or sexist. the only comment my male colleague has ever made is that he thinks women tend to judge themselves more harshly than men judge themselves. they’ve only ever been supportive to me and as far as i’m aware all my female colleagues get on well with them.

i think of my brother who is devoted to his wife and i know i don’t see what happens behind closed doors but I’ve only ever seen him treat her with respect & she said her favourite thing about him is how gentle he is

i’ve had really kind & encouraging male teachers

I’ve had negative experiences with men too. And I’ve had other men stand up for me when that’s happened. Men who have walked me home to make sure I get home safe

my job is primarily supporting vulnerable men and I’d say the majority of them are respectful towards me. I have had some negative experiences but mostly I’ve had no issues. the men often talk to me about the pressure to “be strong” and not to show emotion. when they talk about their partners, it’s almost always in a positive way. i do sometimes get called “love” or names like that which ig could be seen as condescending but i don’t think it’s done deliberately. and they do listen to me & take my advice seriously.

am i just very lucky / sheltered? i think i probably am. i hear about domestic violence statistics and it’s shocking. it’s hard for me to imagine anyone I know being a perpetrator. like my neighbour who spends his time making fairy gardens for his granddaughter i just can’t see as being any kind of predator

Have you had many close relationships with men? I didnt realize it until spending a lot of time cohabitating with different men. Until I did I always thought man hating must surely not be rational. Men all seem so nice until you get to know them intimately.

I do not think the majority of men are plotting and scheming. They are just thoughtless in certain ways and this makes them very dangerous. They do not critically analyze power dynamics in society because they benefit from them and dont suffer as a result of them. They have less empathy because they are less often victims and don't see themselves in victims. Therefore even if their entire directive is "i wanna be a good person", depending on the society they're born in they might unquestioningly accept that rape is ok, that rocking the boat to make things fairer or safer for women is wrong, etc. -Men commit 90-99 percent of violent and sexual crimes -There are entire countries where women are in a dark surveillance state and not allowed to do anything alone, access healthcare and are considered property or not allowed access to education. -In america, women couldnt even have bank accounts until the 70s. Look up anti suffragette propaganda posters and learn about how womens rights were won. It was bloody and almost no men helped us. It has not been long that we've had these rights and they could be lost again. That grandpa lived when women did not have rights. Have you questioned how he felt about them gaining rights? -21-24 percent of all girls in the world are married off as children, child marriage is not entirely illegal in america even -Most if not all religions basically preach that a womans duty is to serve men, this has not left its followers opinions of women unaffected. -More women have been killed by their male partners than men have died in wars -All these things are not just run by perpetrators, but also by the complacency of non perpetrating men who are unquestioning and not bothered enough to do anything. Men arent bad because of socialization. Unanimously across the planet men have enslaved women because they just naturally want to/dont feel bad when it happens. In the absence of society men rape and kill much more because theyre just Like That. i want to end all power dynamics. i want men to no longer be able to enslave women and i want neither men nor women to be able to enslave children and animals. i dont want any wealthy people capable of enslaving poor people. i dont want anyone of any race able to harm members of another race.

in general men see the things needed to end the power dynamic between men and women as an attack on their rights. Many of them in fact believe they have a right to womens lives and labor completely. They will always impede our progress because they just dont care and like things the way they are. Its the same reason why people wont go vegan. At some point, you have to become right pissed at everyone who is not helping because if you arent opposing something you are allowing it to happen. Ignorance is not an excuse. Power dynamics must be opposed. This is why i am angry at men, the obscenely rich, animal exploiters/eaters, sex buyers, and even willing/non coerced parents, as im an antinatalist.

This is no where near all the reasons but here is kind of a general breakdown of why i talk about men the way i do.

[somethingboutafic]

Enemies To Lovers

voicemail sings a wreck by falsegoodnight (E) word count: 37,016 Louis is the president of the biggest omega sorority on campus, Harry is the president of the biggest alpha fraternity on campus, and they do not get along.

bruise you like a peach by falsegoodnight (E) word count: 40,695 There’s two reasons Harry despises Econ. The first is that it’s boring as fuck. The second reason is a bit more personal, a bit more focused in a way. As in it’s focused on one specific thing, or in his case, person.  His name is Louis Tomlinson. 

Home calls the heart by Itsmotivatingcara (M) word count: 44,091 A series of unfortunate events lands Louis Tomlinson in the heart of Texas. After running from his life in London and a performative marriage, he leaves a scandal in his wake. Home calls the heart, as his Nana always said. Though her words couldn't be truer when he decides to take up her offer to watch over Hyacinth ranch while she travels abroad. He figured the worst he'd have to deal with would be the meddlesome goats, some repairs and an errant spirit or two. That is, until the gorgeous Cowboy next door makes his presence known. or A romcom au.

Don't Want Shelter by kingsofeverything (E) word count: 76,623 Louis and Harry have known each other all their lives. Friends as children, they danced around each other as teenagers, and have spent the last twenty-five years either screaming at each other or not speaking at all. Except for that one time ten years ago… When Hurricane Nicole threatens the coast, they end up stuck together in their families' old vacation home that they begrudgingly co-own. During the storm, and in the months after, they’re both forced to reevaluate their history and what they mean to each other.

Nothing But You On My Mind by nonsensedarling (E) word count: 83,124 Louis Tomlinson is a PR manager hired to improve the image of royal bad-boy Prince Harry Styles. Unfortunately for him, that means being faced with the Prince's constant innuendos, incessant dirty jokes, and relentless flirting. Louis just wants to make it to Princess Gemma's coronation; once she's crowned Queen, his contract is up and he never has to see the Prince again.

A Vibrant Golden Fire by green_feelings (E) word count: 89,684 Louis and Zayn run a music label, Liam is Britain’s up-and-coming pop star, Harry’s working on taking Louis’ walls down until he builds his own up, and Niall holds them all together without realising he does.

Echoes & Omens by Itsmotivatingcara (M) word count: 100,707 Echoes of the dead come in many forms. Their imprints forever tied to the ones who'd killed them. Louis Tomlinson is able to track the dead using their echoes, they call to him. He's used that gift to aid Scotland Yard in their investigations, with the hopes of studying Criminology at Cambridge University. He's lived a life of privilege and good fortune as a Marquess, son of the late Duke Tomlinson, with his life mapped out since day one. Until two terrible truths are revealed. One, he's adopted. Two, his biological parents are London's most notorious serial killers. Against his family's wishes, Louis travels to Chicago to uncover the truth of their incarceration. Much to his dismay, his biological mother's Lawyer, Harry Styles, wants to take his case. Together, they work to uncover what really happened all those years ago, but perhaps more is revealed than they could've ever anticipated. Trapped in a whirlwind of portents and omens, Louis and Harry find themselves pitted against an enemy they'd not foreseen.

Shadow Dances by Itsmotivatingcara (M) word count: 101,592 Louis Tomlinson has a begrudging gift, he’s able to communicate with the spirits of the dead. Often against his will, and almost always at the most inconvenient of times. He and his partner, Zayn Malik, work for a covert division of the New Haven Federal Bureau of Investigations. They aid in all kinds of cases, though their talents lie in the obscure and unsolvable. It’s when a strange new case falls onto their desks that they’re left questioning the extent of their abilities, and whether they were ever truly alone. Harry Styles was brought into the FBI for not only his skills, but his ability to mitigate the influx of spirits surrounding the elusive and obnoxiously infuriating sharp-tongued medium he’d been assigned to. Louis gets under his skin, he’s impulsive and a risk to the team according to Harry. They do however have to find a way to set aside their sordid history, and their reluctant attraction, to track down the murderer plaguing their coastal city. Or A FBI - Medium AU

Beautiful War by Itsmotivatingcara (M) word count: 103,380 Five years ago, Louis was nearly the next victim in a string of murders plaguing Portland, Oregon. He managed to escape and the Angel Killer was apprehended and sent to prison. Now, Louis' a best-selling author that assists state police with minor cases. He still suffers from the events of the days he'd been held hostage, but he's found ways to cope. That is, until the killings start up again. A body was found in the woods. A body that bared the same signature the media had dubbed: The Angel of Death. Special Agent Harry Styles leads the case, and he doesn't buy into the clairvoyant bullshit that Louis spewed to save face five years ago. He's certain that Louis Tomlinson was involved. Until they meet, and they're both left questioning everything they'd thought to be true. Or an FBI-Clairvoyant AU

a heaven of hell by Itsmotivatingcara (E) word count: 108,567 Harry has spent years training to become a guardian. He gets drafted to join the program in Nova where he plans to build his new life. During his probationary period, he's selected to guard none other than the Council head of Skara, Louis Tomlinson. After surviving a demon attack on his very first night in Terrabith, he's forced to work alongside his new charge to uncover the truth behind exactly what happened that night, and why. Suspicions run high among the Council, and they all lead back to Louis. But is the Darkling responsible for the deaths that have cropped up over the past two decades? Or is it simply a rogue demon that's found its way through the Divide...

Our Lives, Non-Fiction by indiaalphawhiskey (E) word count: 113,574 Heralded as the next Neil Gaiman, Louis Tomlinson does not appreciate being told that his very serious novel is in dire need of a PR boost. Even worse, that it comes in the form of a joint book tour with the UK’s #1 online romance-writing sensation Marcel Styles. Already turbulent at best, their partnership takes a drastic turn when, overly stressed about his looming deadline, Marcel accidentally blurts out a secret: though he’s famed for his scorching hot literary love scenes, he is, actually, a virgin. Convinced that the only way to rid himself of writer’s block is to gain some experience, Marcel asks Louis, author-to-author, to sleep with him – for Science. And of course Louis agrees because, well, what on Earth could possibly go wrong? Or, a lesson in romance that proves that sometimes the best love stories aren’t always by the book.

Unbelievers by isthatyoularry (E) word count: 136,814 It’s Louis’ senior year, and he’s dead set on doing it right. However, along with his pair of cleats, a healthy dose of sarcasm and his ridiculous best friend, he’s also got a complicated family, a terrifyingly uncertain future, and a mortal enemy making his life just that much worse. Mortal enemies “with benefits” was not exactly the plan. Or: The one where Louis and Harry definitely aren’t friends, and football is everything.

Bloodsport by isthatyoularry (E) word count: 172,653 A mortal enemies with benefits story with a touch of football, lust, and family drama. The Unbelievers Story from Harry's point of view.

Down The Line by sunflouwerhabit (G) word count: 279,926 Star shortstop Louis Tomlinson only finds solace between the white-chalk lines of a baseball diamond, until Harry Styles- the absolute bane of his existence and (probably) the worst pitcher in Major League Baseball- becomes an overnight sensation in the city Louis calls home.

[vizthedatum]

So, since I'm working on myself and on my healing journey and all that…

I need to actually look out for myself and where I'm putting my energy.

I want to make my life simpler.

—

CW: suicide

For those who don't know me very well or even just through this blog: my brother has a lot of severe mental health issues that have plagued him for most of his life. My parents haven't handled it well but they are often his only support because both my parents and my brother are isolated from society due to their undiagnosed neurodivergences, traumas, and lack of resources/support.

Growing up with my parents was so hard - I have talked a little about this but I was both physically and psychologically abused. I don't care that they gave me shelter and food (sometimes they'd not give me food as punishment! Often they'd threaten to throw me out or have me kidnapped! One time they did but then CPS was called - that was when I was six). I don't care that they supported my academic career (please don't ask how they did that - that's a whole other story).

I am recovering from that abuse even now in my thirties. It has shaped my entire life.

And the undiagnosed autism and ADHD I suppose. That's shaped my life too.

The main reason why I am drawn to dubious people or people who end up taking up too much of my energy is not only because I let them... It is because I was conditioned to.

I have a lot of “empathy” because I'm not just a “good person.” I'm hypervigilant, and my nervous system is reacting in overtime because I don't want to get hurt.

—

My parents have been interfering with my brother’s independence and mental health for quite some time.

They coerced him, goaded him, and ended up bribing him to “give in” and come back to their place for the holiday weekend.

He just returned to his place after being there for weeks (the same visit that was supposed to be a weekend! The very same visit where my mom called the cops on my brother because she thinks I'm a tucking heroin addict and am influencing my brother to be one - NO, it's not true).

He just started his semester.

And now he's back there - where they just psychologically put him down and socially isolate him (and sometimes withhhold his medication, tell him to stop treatment, yell in front of him and at him, tell him he's gonna kill his dog, watch him shut down and sleep all day and then tell him he can't do stuff by himself, etc.)

They don't beat him like they did with me.

—

I have spent most of my twenties trying to save my brother’s life. How, you ask?

By being his care coordinator: by talking with his doctors and other healthcare professionals. By talking to schools (he graduated high school late because he was hospitalized so much).

By talking him down from suicide and from delusions.

By being in terror that I'd wake up and I'd hear he was dead. (he has tried to kill himself countless times and in so many ways)

I would spend hours every day on the phone with my family.

My parents even lost custody of him at one point (again, another story).

—

And he knows that my parents are abusive towards me. He knows they're transphobic.

He does stand up for me.

But he also associates with MY ORIGINAL ABUSERS. And (he hasn't put it in these terms yet) HIS ORIGINAL ABUSERS.

My parents refuse to change or help themselves. They don't want to, and they don't care.

I do have love for my family.

—

But I'm done for now, I think.

I love my brother more than anything in this world. I have been no contact with my parents for quite some time.

He knows my advice.

All of them have given me money (because I begged for it) as I've been rebuilding. (my parents refuse to anymore - and besides they hate that I'm transitioning - and they think I'm a fucking drug addict who ruined their life so fuck them)

But I can't keep listening to my brother being taken advantage of and treated like this anymore.

I can't do this anymore.

—

I don't know when I'll talk to him again, but I just can't.

I just made a really hard decision - I told my brother I wouldn't speak to him from now until Labor day weekend or up until whenever my parents are with him.

More context later.

[rphelperblog]

YA Book Villain Quote Meme

feel free to edit or change pronouns for rp purposes-Inspired by the crime threads and wishlist by @silvcrflames​

“Love is a conquest! Love is war!”

“It is better to have an enemy who will fight you in an open field then a lover who will kill you in your sleep.” 

“I am capable of choosing my battles, so that I may win the war.”

“Everyone has darkness inside them, however hidden.” 

“Fine, make me your villain.”

“I am tired of being used, hurt, and cast aside. It is my turn to use. My turn to hurt.” 

“If the devil only punishes bad people, wouldn’t that make him good?”

“If I cannot move heaven, then I will raise hell.”

“To love is to destroy, and to be loved is to be destroyed.”

“Being underestimated always works to my advantage. But sometimes I find it offensive. That often makes me violent”

I belong to no one. On this night, I swear to you that I will rise above everything you’ve ever taught me. I will become a force that this world has never known. I will come into such power that none will dare hurt me again.” 

Even the devil was once an angel"

“I will strip away all that you know, all that you love, until you have no shelter but mine.”

“I will do everything in my power to destroy all who stand in my way.” 

“What is so great about being good?” 

“Don't cry. You are stronger than that.” 

Pain enhances beauty”

“Fear is power,” 

“They've never found the body of the first and only boy who broke my heart. And they never will.” 

“It’s the things we love most that destroy us.”

“Pain goes away eventually,Death is permanent.” 

“Embellish your flaws. They will turn into your assets.” 

“A good queen was a well-informed queen.” 

“It is my turn to use. My turn to hurt”

“How many times have you been called an abomination?”

“Sorry, always sorry. What in the world can you buy with an apology?” 

“Some of us are broken and there’s nothing you can do to fix it.” 

“Ideally, a lady will have three toys at once. One to romance her, one to bed her, and one to adorn her with very expensive jewelry.” 

“Maybe she truly was hideous. But so long as she could deceive everyone, what did it matter?” 

“So. Tell me, little wolf. Do you want to punish those who have wronged you?” 

“I would not allow myself to die in the grave I'd dug.” 

“What is the point of searching for love, when love is nothing but an illusion?” 

“Everything else in the world is but a sham. Death is the only sincerity.”

“But true rulers are not born. We are made.” 

“In my fury, I killed him.” 

I only ask for obedience. If that is too hard, I can help. It is easier to obey without a tongue, and easier to kneel without legs.”

“Some hate us, think us outlaws to hang at the gallows.Some fear us, think demons to burn at the stake,Some worship us, think us children of the gods.But all know us.” 

“She had not seen the bodies, but she had seen the bedrooms the next morning, and her first thought was that all that blood would make for a very pretty rouge on her lips.” 

““It was all her fault. Everything was her fault. She had ruined every moment .”

"If you had, you'd know I've already killed for love once before."

“I’ve an inclination to kill again,”

“You and I are playing a very dangerous game.” 

“Already, I'm starting to forget the face of the man I killed.” 

My fury heightens. Everyone. They will cower at my feet, and I will make them bleed.” 

“I see him lying on the ground and all I feel is disgust.” 

“So many poor and desperate, come to see me suffer in order to distract themselves from their own hungry lives.” 

“That's another thing to love about me. I steal.”

“No one wants you to be yourself. They want you to be the version of yourself that they like.” 

“In this moment, I am a god.” 

“I will keep you, until the day I choose not to. You have destroyed and harmed all that is dear to me. In return, I want you to know what that feels like. I will not kill you. I will keep you alive. I will torture you. Until your soul is dead.” 

We are so much lovelier when we fall. “

“There was once a time when darkness shrouded the world, and the darkness had a queen.” 

“I've been waiting for you a long time. You and I are going to change the world.” 

Take it, and cut your brother's throat with it, and take back the honor of your blood.”

“You two have a bad habit of acting like fools and calling it heroic.” 

“I am the nightmare.” 

“The darkness bows to me, eager for my embrace. I close my eye, open my heart to the feeling, and soak in the delight of vengeance.” 

“Fear motivates, more than love or ambition or joy. Fear is more powerful than anything else in the world. I have spent so long yearning for things—for love, for acceptance—that I do not really need. I need nothing except the submission that comes with fear. I do not know why it took me so long to learn this.” 

“And I'm not horrified. I look at it, indulging in the darkness around me, feeding me, strengthening me, and I realize that I'm happy I killed him. Truly happy.” 

“I am mostly human. But when I allow myself to use the gifts my mother gave me, I become something else. And it kills me a little inside each time I have to fight it back off.” 

“If she were to see you, she would kill you.”

“A challenge and an insult all wrapped into one. My specialty.” 

Sometimes you must lose everything to gain it again, and the regaining is all the sweeter for the pain of loss.”

[the-amongi-shelter]

Crewmates vs. Impostors vs. Crewpostors

(long post, post below the cut)

If you've been thinking about adopting an amongus, the most important thing is to know which type you're getting, as they all have unique traits and care needs. So, here's a brief guide to all the types and how to care for them! (Reminder to adopt from shelters instead of pet shops, and make sure your breeders are safe and ethical.)

1. Crewmate

Crewmates are the most common and the most well-liked as pets. If the place you got your amongus doesn't say what type it is, a few signs are:

Have little or no canine teeth

In general, smaller or less visible mouths

More social, compared to any impostors in the same location

Can be seen doing tasks (anywhere from trying to fix a broken enclosure to fidgeting with a toy)

Only have their hands out when doing said tasks, or any other time when it's absolutely necessary

Avoid small spaces (mild claustrophobia)

May gather the other members of their lobby all together to talk (emergency meeting)

Tasks are very important for crewmates. If you can't get a task machine specially designed for amongi, baby toys are often a great idea! Make sure they're safe, but under no circumstances get a jack-in-the-box as it looks just like an impostor jumping out from a vent and will scare your crewmate. Get some baby fences too, and give your crewmate an enclosure filled with tasks and toys.

Amongi are omnivores, but crewmates have more plant-based diets. They enjoy softer foods than impostors, but crunchy foods like carrots and apples are still a good idea for the nutrients they provide. Their meals will usually look something like salad, but remember to occasionally give them some meat- chicken works well.

Amongi are very social creatures, crewmates especially, so if you get one it's a good idea to get two. They can be very skittish when alone, and having another crewmate to be by their side will make them feel exponentially safer.

SUBSET: Scientist. Scientists are a special kind of Crewmate who are incredibly attuned to the needs and health of their lobby. They make better pets for beginners, as they know how to and will sometimes take care of themselves, and they're often incredibly affectionate. They have an affinity towards Medbay-type tasks.

2. Impostors

Impostors are probably the least kept as pets, because they can be very tricky to train and care for. They do have violent instincts, but don't be put off- they can be just as kind, caring, and social as any crewmate. Some surefire signs of an impostor are:

Prominent mouth

Extra or particularly sharp canines

Sharp, whiplike tongue

Appear less social compared to crewmates in the same location, but interact with other impostors

Can be seen near tasks but never actually doing them (however, will still play with certain toys)

Hands out more frequently

Will shove and hit other amongi/caretakers- as a sign of affection

Bigger/squishier paw pads (to sneak up behind an unassuming crewmate)

Tendency to make a mess of things for fun (often called sabotaging)

LOVE confined spaces, such as vents, dog doors, tunnels dug in the backyard, etc

Impostors won't do tasks, but that doesn't mean they don't like to play. They just prefer to play more physically- they'll run around, climb through and around shelves and cabinets, and play-fight other impostors. If you have a large backyard or extra space in the house, impostors are a great idea. They're very rambunctious. Get them tunnels, install a dog door, let them play in boxes like cats so that they can vent and travel around the house safely and entertained.

For their care, I have a separate post about impostor diet, but what's most important for impostor care is training. They are born with violent instincts, and in the wild often kill other amongi frequently. But don't be afraid! Nearly every impostor available for adoption will already be at least somewhat trained, and if you take care of them as minis from before they're 1 year old they'll likely have already learned from your own behaviors not to be violent, but you should always still train impostors. If they ever get too violent- biting, stabbing with their tongue, using weapons, or even just affectionately shoving you too hard- give them a firm "NO." or "STOP." and depending on the severity of what they've done, take away a few toys or don't give them treats until they've slowed or stopped the behavior. But under no circumstances should you hit your amongi.

SUBSET: Shapeshifter. These impostors have the incredible ability to transform into any other amongus from their lobby, or even just a neighbor's amongus who they're friends with. They tend to be sneakier, and unlike every other kind of amongus who benefits from having company all the time, they're much sneakier and will be okay with being kept as an "only child".

3. Crewpostors

Crewpostors aren't kept as pets as often as either of the other types, because by their very nature they're a combination of a crewmate and an impostor- and so no one guide can tell you definitively how to care for them. Crewpostors come from either

a. One parent impostor and one parent crewmate

b. Two parent crewpostors

c. One parent crewpostor and one parent either impostor or crewmate.

Unlike the other two types, who are more "purebred" and are born from two parents of the same type, or in rare cases, of a crewpostor who's more one than the other and a parent crewmate/impostor. There's no definite guide to tell if your amongus is a crewpostor, just if they don't fit the criteria of the two other types, they likely are.

Crewpostors have sabotaging instincts and task completion instincts, which often results in them being very messy. Don't adopt one if you're not good at cleaning up! Every crewpostor's level of "crewmate-ness" and "impostor-ness" varies, so the best bet is to just give them an enclosure with every type of toy you can find and see what they like. A common crewpostor behavior is that instead of venting (which they will still often do) they will bury themselves- in piles of leaves, blankets, or their toys. So stuffed toys are a good idea for them.

Crewpostor diets are completely omnivorous, so make sure to feed them a variety of meat and plants, and be prepared if they're picky eaters. A good rule of thumb for crewpostors, with everything, including food- is to start off with one of everything and use the process of elimination to find what they actually enjoy. Crewpostors are known, more than the two main types, to try and eat human food- be careful! Not all of it is good for them, and some can be harmful.

They face more health issues than the other types of amongi, so be sure to take them to the vet regularly, and especially keep up with their dental hygiene. Mouths are the most different thing between crewmates and impostors, so be prepared for some strange smiles.

SUBSET: Engineer. Engineers are a special kind of crewpostor with no impostor traits or instincts except for venting. Take care of them as you would a crewmate, but provide plenty of boxes and tunnels for them to vent through.

P.S.

All amongi are different, and will have individual needs. And, if anything obvious seems to have been left out- that's because it's something you should do for all amongi, not just one specific type. Make sure to do your research before adopting any amongi at all, and make sure to always give them lots of love and attention.

[glitchglint]

Alex Fierro x reader

Part 1

Disclaimer: Swearing, Grammer mistakes (English isn't my first language) and not very good overall. Kinda longish. I don't know how food shelters work so bear with me. Italics are thoughts. EXCESSIVE USE OF COMMAS

You walked down Winter street cursing every divine entity you've ever know. You stop every now and then to stop and catch your breath. Small puffs of air released from your mouth. You were angry at your parents for making to volunteer at the youth shelter or whatever it was. You remember your parents belittling you for not wanting to help those who need it and calling you an ungrateful brat which led to an hour arguement on the dinner table. You sigh and run a hand through your hair, flickering you eyes towards the building you were now standing in front of. It's paint cracked and peeling. The brown colour made you wrinkle your nose. They should really choose a more appealing colour for this dumpster fire. You reach in your pocket for your phone and look at the time. Guess I still have a few minutes. You decide to go in early to know what your job was.

As soon as you enter you are met with the heavy, tired gazes of about a dozen homeless people who you guessed arrived early to find themselves a place to sit. You look at the floor and try to move as stealthily as you could towards the counter area. The head of the shelter was there trying to explain the best way to not burn soup to another volunteer. Who the fuck burns soup? You unaware of what to do, just stand towards the side waiting for the woman to notice you. A few minutes of awkward standing later she turns around. Her face looks startles at first, but suddenly gives you a very fake smile, it was more of a leer. She asks you if you were here to volunteer. Well duh, but you clear your throat nervously and just give her a few shaky nods. She claps her hands and instructs you to go outside so you can direct and homeless people to come inside and take a seat whilst they wait for food because there was a minor setback. Easy enough.

You go outside and lean against the wall. Only a few moments later a group of men walk about. "Good morning sirs. Please go inside and sit on the available seats. The food might be late because there was a minor setback, but feel free to make yourself comfortable," you smiled. The men have you the smallest of nods and went inside mumbling to eachother. No matter what people said homeless people were not useless or wasted. They were one of the most accepting people in the world in your opinion. You directs more people for nearly 15 minutes before you heard the kitchens head announce that the food was ready. You stayed outside to direct more people until there were no more people in sight. You told the head of this, but she told you that people often came late because they had no idea of what the exact time was. I immediately understood and resumed my position outside the building.

A few more minutes of watching the sunset passed, until you heard someone clear their throat. You whipped your gaze around until you were face to face with a person. They had green hair with dark roots and a slightly tanned complexion with a few freckles dotted around their nose. They were dressed from head to toe in green and pink clothes: battered rose high tops, skinny like green corduroy pants, a pink-and-green argyle sweater-vest over a white tee and another pink cashmere sweater wrapped around the waist like a kilt. But what intrigued me most was their eyes: one was pale amber and the other was a dark brown. They stared into my (e/c) ones. I guess I stared at them for too long because they cleared their throat and took a step back, smirking slightly. Oh yeah I had to socialize. Fuck. "If you're here for the food that you can go inside and wait or if you're here to kill the head of this shelter please invite me," I drawled. The person game me a small smile, "Unfortunately, babe, I'm here for the food." I mumbled a curse and met their eyes and flourished my hand towards the door. However instead of of stepping inside they lingered, leaning against the wall. Giving me a sidelong glance they said, "What are your pronouns?" The question surprised me, I wasn't used to people actually wanting to talk to me, nevermind a person I'd just met. "[Your pronouns]," I replied. "What about you?" The person's eyes flickered towards my face for a fraction of a second, the looked as surprised as I was that we were having a civilized conversation, "You can call me she/her until I tell you otherwise." I hummed in response. After a few seconds of silence (I couldn't tell if it was comfortable or not) the door opened and the head of the kitchen appeared, her forehead shining with sweat. She gave the girl who I had an actually conversation with (yes, I'm proud of myself. These things are petty rare when you're me) a big wide smile which looked faker than [insert something that's very fake]. "Good Morning, sir. Get in line before the food runs out. You wouldn't want that would you?" She gave the girl a very plastic, patronizing smile. The girl didn't smile back instead looked very uncomfortable. I stepped in, " Actually their pronouns are she/her right now, until they tell you otherwise. The woman scrunched up her face in disgust, turning on her heel and marching towards the kitchen where she proceeded to help lat someone for God knows what. The girl turned towards me and gave me another small smile, "I owe you one." I gave them a smile and retorted, "how about you give me your name and we call it even?" The person looked away before gazing back to me, "It's Alex..." My grin grew bigger and I held out me hand. "It's nice to meet you, Alex."

[bluebird167]

It's a witch AU based off of Halloweentown, Practical Magic, Sabrina the Teenage Witch, Harry Potter, Monster High, and Hocus Pocus.

In a magic realm there exists witches, warlocks, and monsters who have the ability to go into the mortal realm if they choose and can disguise themselves as mortals. However they are forbidden to reveal their existence to mortals or have any romantic relationship with them. Also monsters and witches/warlocks have an on going war with each other over dominance of the magic realm. In the midst of this there lived Irene, Ondina, and Layla three powerful, wealthy, and beautiful witch sisters who in their youth were very close.

However their strong bond fell apart when Ondina the middle daughter fell in love with a mortal man which disgusted her parents. Irene the oldest daughter, much like her parents believed that mortals were worthless creatures and was completely against the relationship. Layla the youngest daughter didn't really mind the relationship but was too afraid to say anything against her parents and oldest sister (Which she would always regret). When Ondina leaves her arranged fiance and marries her mortal lover her family disowns her and everyone the magic realm persecutes her so she goes to live in the mortal realm with her husband. This breaks Layla's heart and although she does marry her chosen fiance, she distances herself from her family shortly after the marriage.

Years pass and during that time each of the sisters have a daughter who each inherited their mother's powers and familiars. Once the girls become teenagers they discover their lineage, befriend each other, and learn magic together.

Erza - Daughter of Irene and the warlock Rung. The most powerful and intelligent of the three cousins however she is prone to being melodramatic. She is very advanced in all traits of magic but has a special power in nature and the earth. Unlike her parents she doesn't have any ill feelings or views toward mortals and isn't afraid to speak her mind about it. She actually visits the mortal realm plenty of times and even ends up developing a crush on a mortal.

Juvia - Daughter of Ondina and her mortal husband Erik. She is more sensitive and empathetic than her other two cousins. Her magic has a special affinity with love and emotions and she posses a siren-like voice however due to growing up in the mortal realm she has trouble controlling her powers and can be a little clumsy with them. She often educates her cousins on how to behave when they visit the mortal realm.

Lucy - Daughter of Layla and the aristocratic warlock Jude. She's the observant and cheerful of the three with a curious fascination in mortals and monsters. Her powers are mostly associated with seeing the future, clairvoyance, fortunes, and zodiacs. Having lived a sheltered life of the wealthy she's a little naive about somethings but she's a fast learner and is willing to listen.

Makarov - An old warlock who along with two of his apprentices were charged with protecting the ambassador of the magic users and the monsters. However when the ambassador was killed he and his apprentices were blamed by the magic council who punished them by having them spend a hundred years as a powerless animal. Makarov was changed into an owl who now serves as Erza's familiar. He's a very wise and patient teacher to Erza who does everything he can to educate her in the ways of magic and sorcery of course he's not above being a little silly sometimes. He is old.

Gajeel - One of Makarov's apprentices who was changed into a black cat. He serves as Juvia's familiar and since she lives in the mortal realm he has to spend most of his time behaving like a regular cat which bothers him. He's very sarcastic, lazy, and acts like he doesn't care but deep down he has a good heart, he's very fond of Juvia and he would do anything for her. Just don't ever call him her pet.

Laxus - Makarov's grandson and another apprentice who was changed into a hare. He serves as Lucy's familiar and he really hates what he's been reduced to. Like Gajeel he acts like he doesn't care too much for position but secretly he does care about the witch he's assigned to watch over. He often advises Lucy against doing anything that involves mortals but she never listens, still he follows her around to make sure she stays out of trouble. Also he hates it when anyone calls him a cute bunny.

Jellal - A mortal who Erza develops a crush on. He secretly returns her feelings but both him and her are very shy about it. However Jellal comes from a family of witch hunters, one of which happens to be a longtime adversary of Erza's mother. He is raised to believe that witches killed his parents so he harbors hatred toward them yet he doesn't know Erza is a witch and she doesn't know that he's a witch hunter.

Gray - Juvia's best friend and a seemingly normal mortal but in actuality he's the son of a werewolf who fell in love with a mortal. He changes into a wolf like beast every night yet has no memory of it and when he's in his wolf form he becomes a completely devoted protector to Juvia. Neither her or him know about each other's non human lineage but they feel a bond with each other. Sometimes he gets canine urges and tendencies. He and Gajeel have a strong dislike toward each other (Gajeel's a cat and Gray is half wolf so yeah)

Natsu - A vampire who likes to tease the girls and mess with them but is actually a good friend. Throughout his life he's been pushed around by witches and warlocks due to his status of being a monster but luckily he's not bitter to their race. He wants peace between monsters and magic users. so he goes out of his way to help the girls when they need him. He has a not so secret crush on Lucy yet she's completely oblivious to his feelings. He drinks blood but it's animal blood and he wears a special ointment that protects him from sunlight.

Brain - Jellal's uncle and a master witch hunter who was once an enemy of Irene. He hates witches and will do anything he can to destroy them. When his brother and sister in-law died, he raised his nephew to believe that witches were responsible and that he should avenge his parents by killing all witches. But he never counted on his nephew falling for a witch.

Jose - A warlock and Ondina's ex fiance who she left for a mortal. He never got over her rejection and later becomes obsessed with trying to marry Juvia due to her resemblance to her mother but a certain werewolf won't allow him to do that.

Seilah - A witch who used to be Layla's best friend until Layla unintentionally bested her in a magic tournament. She felt humiliated and in anger she attempted to use dark magic which led to her being expelled from the witch academy. She blamed Layla for the whole thing and decides to get revenge by somehow stealing all the magic in the realm and destroying Lucy. She does everything she can to feed the hatred between magic users and monsters so she can manipulate them into giving up their powers.

[artidoesthings]

I may have decided to make a Kirby in Monster Hunter au for you... You don't actually have to use any of this (obviously), but I thought it would be fun to at least make up an idea for it.

Heads up this is pretty long

So Kirby characters in a Monster Hunter like universe, but with a twist! While Kirby is a normal monster hunter, a lot of Kirby's friends have a curse that causes them to temporarily turn into a wild monster!

Basically, it works differently for everyone who has the curse, but under certain conditions a cursed person will turn into a monster and lose all control of themselves. They are aware that they turned into a monster, but they might not remember what happened while they were in their monster form. It could also be some remember, some don't; I'm not sure yet. Most are aware of what conditions it takes for them to transform so at the very least they can be prepared. I also think it would be fun if their armor set is of the monster they turn into. Turning into a monster is bad for not only others safety, but also your own since this is a town of monster hunters. The monster curse is not known about within the general public. Not all with the monster curse are monster hunters, some are normal towns folk, but most have a job that aids monster hunters in one way or another. They believe if anyone could stop this monster related curse, it would be a monster hunter. Taranza, for example, would help make armor. Meta and Dedede for would be monster hunters though. Quick note about Taranza in this au, instead of a mirror corrupting Sectonia, she could have gotten the monster curse and was then killed by monster hunters. Alternatively, he could have accidently killed her during one of his monster transformations. No one knows how to cure the monster curse and it could even be different from person to person. In the end it will probably be one big bad monster that causes this and has to be killed to break all the curses.

Kirby and Bandana are monster hunters and often go hunting as a pair. Despite that, they've been going on more and more solo missions do to a high rise of monster and human disappearances. That day, Kirby was on another solo mission. This time, it was more or less to confirm a recent monster sighting and to see how dangerous it was. After some time of searching Kirby realized it was starting to get dark. He was still a good distance away from the town or any camp, so he decided to find a place to set up shelter for the night. He reached a cave and crept inside hoping that it wasn't a monster's nest. Then he saw something, no, someone! Just when he was about to make his presence know something horrifying happened. Right before Kirby's eyes the human turned into a monster! Kirby screamed! causing the monster to notice him and lunge. Despite Kirby's panic, he was still a skilled monster hunter and was able to dodge its attack. He ready his weapon to fight back, but then stopped. Was this monster actually a human? What would that make him if he were to kill them? After a bit of thinking while avoiding the monster's attacks, Kirby decided the best course of action was to restrain the monster and to come up with a better plan later. After a restless night of applying and reapplying restraints over and over again, the sun started to rise and the light was shining through the cracks in the cave. Suddenly Kirby heard someone calling his name. "Bandee!?" he replied without thinking. Bandee came running into the cave where he heard Kirby's call. "Kirby! You're okay! I got worried after you didn't return yester..." his voiced trailed off as he stopped when he saw the monster Kirby had captured. He readied his weapon. "Wait! Don't!" Kirby quickly shouted before putting himself in between Bandana and the monster. "They're not a monster! Well I mean they are right now... But! They aren't a monster over all!... I think..." As Kirby was explaining to Bandana what had happened, a bright light shined from the monster. When the light faded, the monster was gone and in its place was the human Kirby saw before. Okay, I feel like I've written to much with opening section so I'll just summarize. The person was Meta Knight (might change that, but he's the one I made a monster design for so he's on my mind). Meta Knight was obviously confused at seeing two hunters in front him who don't seem like they want him dead despite him being a monster literally seconds ago. He also noticed that he didn't have any injuries and the pink hunter (Kirby) had only a few scrapes. Kirby was like "See! he really was a human!" Bandana recognized Meta as a well known monster hunter as well as someone who often left town for days on monster hunts, but it had been over a month since anyone had seen him and people started to get concerned. This recognition just made Bandee even more confused. Meta realize that he needs to explain what happen to him and proceeds to tell them about the monster curse and how that's why he turned into a terrifying bat monster. Kirby kinda just accepts this while Bandee has several questions. After some convincing, Meta agrees to head back to town with them to at least let everyone know he's still alive. He answered their questions to the best of his abilities on their way there.

I shouldn't forget about explaining the picture... Meta turns into a bat like monster who has a feathery torso and scales on his head and legs. The blue on his wings are surprisingly soft. While he can see, he relies more on his hearing in this form to find and kill his prey. I've never really been good at designing monsters and I've never played any of the Monster Hunter games so I don't know if he looks very Monster Hunter-y, but I tried. I think he still looks cool though. Also do you think a should add a tail? I think it looks good as is, but tails are cool. The silhouette of the human for size reference is supposed to look like your Meta Knight, gijinka but in armor.

oh YOOOOO THIS IS AWESOMEEEE

monster Hunter au,,,, yes yes yes yes yes.

[stingslikeabee]

Reno comes stalking behind her hands finding her wrists before circling them around her person - holding her close to herself just as much as he's holding her close to his chest. Her arms are also bound there, his chin moving the waterfall of dark hair aside so his teeth can sink into her perfect flesh. He's branding her, again - it's a thing he does now and it's a complete power move. Reno knows she loves it. "Don't like the possessive type, eh? What, oh what m' I to do....?~" He purrs against her ear.. No, that isn't a purr. That is a growl, somehow rumbled out of his chest in such a way you can hear his growing smirk.

random asks . always accepting

It was a very sheltered place, in Melissa’s opinion. The rich and powerful from the Midgar elite liked to think they knew how to be properly decadent and depraved, but that nightclub just really proved the opposite to the madame. She had seen firsthand what true debauchery looked like – she had worked her entire life at the Wall Market, after all. And really… What the protected young upper platers thought was an adventure was almost laughable.

Not that she hadn’t dressed up for the night out – after the Gold Saucer, she supposed the 2nd in command of the Turks and the Honey Bee Inn owner were now an item. They hadn’t really bothered to label their relationship (although ‘dating’ had come up frequently in the whispers of the honeygirls when they thought she couldn’t hear them, many of them upset for having lost a good tipping customer, too) but that didn’t mean she would show up in public, at her dominions or not, looking anything less than stunning.

However, she was not dressed as the resident queen – the entire environment had called for something different, so instead she was wearing a form-fitting, obscenely short dress. It hugged her body just perfectly, showcasing her lovely legs and curves with no shame – and the stares she had received as soon as she went inside were enough confirmation of how much it worked. The neckline wasn’t as generous as some other models – but it was low enough to leave her shoulders and neck exposed, pale skin serving as a canvas for the jewelry she had selected to wear.

Melissa had been staring at the dance floor from above, standing against the railing of the very exclusive balcony area they had for themselves. The madame might have not dressed as the alluring figure of royalty she often emulated, but that did not mean she lacked the composure of a queen – everything about the way she observed the people mingling under the flashing lights below screamed superiority and control – she pitied them, really.

It was that time that Reno chose to approach her after being gone for a while – she hadn’t asked where to; Melissa suspected he had selected that club and that night for their date for some reason she wasn’t supposed to know – and she was fine with that. His business had been dealt with fast enough and he was now pressing her against his chest, just a minimum of skin to skin contact where his shirt was unbuttoned and found the exposed area of her back.

Melissa knew what he was going to do the moment he trapped her in his arms – Reno’s body language had a way of its own to communicate his intentions, and whenever he held her in place like that, he was going in for the kill. And sure enough, his breathing ghosted the area of her neck moments before his teeth followed, marking the flesh.

Her head tilted back, facilitating access for his lips, teeth and tongue – and with the branding, came the soft moan from parted lips and the eyelids fluttering close. It was only after he finished that Reno loosened her grip for one arm to move, sneaking up and finding him behind her, fingertips forcefully gripping at his hair and keeping him down.

“Absolutely detest them…” she countered with a lazy smile of her own, body tensed up in his arms as a side-effect of the purple bruise that would surely appear on her skin later. A few people were looking – well, it was only expected. They were beautiful – hypnotic, even, with their confidence in their looks, the experience with all things sexual and their shared flair for theatrics. They were putting on a show – mostly for each other.

But the attention from strangers didn’t hurt – there was some raw pleasure to be taken from the idea that all these men and women staring at them wished to either be her – or to be in his shoes. Not a single soul in that club should go unaffected by their presence – they were too magnetic.

Too truly wicked for a place that only attempted to be decadent. So Midgar upper platers wanted a show? They’d fucking give them one.

“How many of these guys you think want to fuck me right now?” she asked back with a smirk that was also an invitation – but not to any of the strangers now openly watching the show unfold. Reno’s grip got vicious at her words – his mouth returning to her skin. Pressed up this close, with clothes that did nothing to hide what was underneath, she was feeling him responding to it all.

Well, she knew she was, too.

Her hand pulled him back to her, Melissa moaning as he broke her flesh again. Reno was getting bolder – wilder; and while she knew she was pushing him into doing this, it felt just too good to stop. All the girls who were also looking at them, wondering – oh well, wouldn’t they die for a taste of what Reno could do?

Too bad she wasn’t going to let them get close either. No – she was his, but she wasn’t a sharing soul in that department either.

“Care to show them how it’s done?” she further teased him – and Reno this time loosened the grip just enough to allow her to turn in his arms, mouths crushing in a kiss that was downright obscene. Melissa arched back, a part of their bodies going over the security barrier represented by the railings – but she never once appeared to be afraid of the fall. No – her arms were not looking for a place to brace herself, but instead him – clinging to him, pulling him closer and seeking to melt with Reno.

There was not an ounce of fear of being dropped down below – and the way she simultaneously surrendered and pushed him further only made their dance increasingly captivating. At this point, they had the attention of a significant large number of the other club goers – and they had barely started.

When Reno parted the kiss, he looked at her – their eyes met under the flashing lights and moving shadows, but there was no mistake – the fire dancing in their gaze was their own. She felt a shiver going down her spine that had nothing to do with how he held her close to the railings.

“Let give ‘em bastards a good show, hm?”

She laughed – and kissed him again, arms wrapping themselves around Reno when he picked her up like she weighted nothing and took her to the couch at the back, pouncing on the madame like a wild animal. They couldn’t keep their hands off each other – it was worse than any addiction because for what she felt for Reno… Well, there was no cure for that but death.

[andthisiswitchcraft]

Familiars: what are they?

This is something that comes up every once in a while and lately has been coming up a lot, so we should discuss familiars. It is largely thanks to modern commercialization of misconceptions from the European witch trails that we get our current misunderstandings of familiars. So let's breakdown the history and perceptions of familiars to get a better grasp of them.

Familiars are a kind of tutelary spirit, a non-corporeal intelligence that a witch/magician summons and binds to themselves. In a way, they are like a servant to the witch, but under some conditions. For instance, the magician needs to appease their familiar to keep its company. If a familiar feels that the magician has violated the terms of their pact, they will leave and may even harm the magician. Likewise, if the magician were no longer happy with the services their familiar provided, or they felt their familiar was leading them into danger, they would banish them or call on another spirit to send it away forever. Ultimately, assuming a good bond has been made, the familiar will stay with the magician for the remainder of the magician's life, as familiars do not die. They're spirits, so they don't die. They will assist in magical practices, teach, heal, fetch money, fetch mightier spirits to help, et al. In return the magician will give shelter, food, water, and whatever else the witch-familiar compact may have an agreement on.

The oldest and closest thing we have to the modern idea of a familiar are the household gods of the ancient world. Even as cities developed, individual households had their own gods. It isn't until much later that we see cities and states develop their own "household gods" or gods of the city.

Prior to the Romans there does not seem to be much of a distinction between household gods and the larger religion gods. But the Romans had three different names for these sorts of spirits that give us some clear distinctions of the perceptions these people had of their gods: genius loci, dii familiares, and lares. The genii loci were "spirits of place," and were spirits that governed and protected a specific area, such as a neighborhood, a crossroad, a forest, etc. Genii loci that governed a household were called lares. These were the household gods that residents set up shrines to just inside the doorway, a common practice to this day. Then there were the dii familiares, which were something like the lares, but watched over the whole family, as the family did not always stay in the home, but expanded, moved, went to the market, etc. If these household gods were not kept happy, they would leave the house and family, leaving them unprotected, and may even come back to harm them.

We see evidence of this in the Bible, particularly in Genesis where Rachel steals her father's household idols. Eventually there would be state genii loci, lares, and dii familiares, such as Roma personified as a goddess in her own right. Hermes was also a genius loci, usually at crossroads. Enodia (Hecate) was another crossroads genius loci. However these two gods become more state religion deities with their servant spirits watching over crossroads. Jehovah is very much like this with the ancient Israelites, even having a pact, i.e. the Covenant, of which the Ark of the Covenant was a fetish object to house God.

However, truly the oldest idea of a familiar is the personal daimon or demon, a specific daimon that is assigned to each person at birth. The oldest complete example of conjuring a personal daimon is described in the first portion of the Greek Magical Papyri, a collection of magical spells and rites dating between 1st century BC to 5th century AD. This rite details how to conjure a daimon that will be bound to the magician, and will teach and guide them, dine and sleep with them, and be with them until the end of the magician's days. Socrates himself may have had something like this when he refers to his daimonion, a "divine something" that advised and guided him, but never controlling him.

This personal daimon becomes a central feature of western magic. In Byzantine magic, such as in the Hygromanteia, the daimon becomes something akin to the dii familiares, though distinctly personal to the magician and the same familiar can be passed from master magician to apprentice (such as Dr. Faustus to his pupil). All grimoires been the 13th and 18th centuries have a rite to conjure a familiar or to conjure a spirit to bring a familiar. A great example of this is in the Ars Goetia where several demons are listed as being good for bringing familiars. Similar examples are found in spirit registers such as in the Grimorium Verum. Even folk magic includes ways of gaining a familiar, and the rites are usually a lot more simple than the formal ceremonial magic of the Renaissance grimoires. These are found in various Secreti or books of secrets (see for instance Treatise of Magical Secrets and Mixed Cabala, trans. by Rankine and Skinner)

Our current conceptions of a familiar come from the witch trails of the 16th and 17th centuries. Prior to this time period magic was not exactly forbidden. Magic was usually something that was tacked onto other charges, usually treason. Since magicians held their reputations via rumors and recommendations, and rumors are what Oliver Cromwell sought to destroy, thus witchcraft enters the courtroom thanks to such rumors of magicians. As witchcraft becomes chargeable on its own in the 16th century, we see players like Matthew Hopkins enter the stage. These "witch hunters" were nothing more than opportunistic assholes who used Cromwell's methods of hunting via rumors. Anything could be used as evidence of a witch, and townsfolk often used these opportunities to get rid of someone they didn't like by accusing them of witchcraft. Most of the people, usually women, though there were plenty of men tried as well, who were accused of witchcraft were not actually witches. They could just be lonely old widows that have a dog or a cat to keep them company.

Familiars, or rather pets, were a common way of determining if someone was a witch, since that was part of being a witch. However, people back then had pets like anyone today. So these women who were seen as unusual and therefore a witch, had their pets used as evidence against them. And really, they were like many of us: they had a close relationship with their pets, talked to them, really cared for them, took them everywhere with them. This all sounds strangely like a familiar, and to opportunists like Hopkins, it was the perfect rumor to locate a "witch." But really it was just an excuse to kill a quirky old woman no one liked who lived alone and loved to talk to her birds, and someone else probably really wanted her land.

Much of this pet as a familiar has become sensationalized today. In a way, yes, you can conjure a familiar to inhabit the body of your pet. In the Renaissance, possessing an animal with a spirit was no big deal. Today that would probably be seen as unethical to your pet. But there really is no need for this, as a spirit will physically appear to a magician at their command, and can even take on familiar forms such as a dog if the magician requests it. It is not uncommon to see in Renaissance grimoires a portion of the conjuration includes the magician stating, "appear to me in a pleasing form."

Further, it's borderline animal abuse to truly treat your pet like a familiar. A lot of energy is exhausted by familiars to be your servant, but they're spirits and can usually handle it, and if they can't, they go get you a bigger stronger spirit to handle it. Pets cannot do that, and they shouldn't have to. To truly use your pet as a familiar will most likely harm them in the long run. Pets should be treated like family, not your magical teacher and conduit.

In practice, the familiar can be almost any kind of spirit. In the Abramelin rite the familiar is called the Holy Guardian Angel, a divine heavenly entity assigned to each person at birth. In the Faustian tradition, the demon Mephistopheles is Dr. Faustus's familiar. In the Christian tradition, the Holy Spirit acts as a sort of familiar to Jesus, assisting Jesus with his miracles, and according to Paul raised Jesus from death. But familiars can also be souls of the dead, such as ancestors. In fact, the lares and dii familiares may have been ancestors of that family/household that always stuck around to watch over everyone, and later became deified.

So while our pets are very important to us and can even be a bit magical, they are not the same as a familiar. And in many ways it's wrong to say they are. It takes something that was viciously used to torture and kill lonely old women and sensationalizes it into an aesthetic, rather than a way of life, a devotion, and a compact you keep and renew each and every day with the same entity. And to make your pet an actual familiar is abusive. Having a tutelary spirit (or several) is central to western magical practices, but it is not the same as having a pet. If you want to get a pet, get a pet. If you want a familiar, there are hundreds of ways to conjure one up and make a lifelong pact with it.

The reason this is important to understand and differentiate is so you become a better pet owner and a better witch.

Franklin

Image: Matthew Hopkins, "Witch Finder General" (a title he made up) investigating witches and their familiars.

[lmfaopia]

03: 𝑳𝒆 𝒑𝒍𝒖𝒔 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒕: 𝑭𝒆𝒎𝒎𝒆𝒔

Have you ever think of what could happen if there will be no women in this world we live in? Imagine waking up one day and all of the women in the world had just disappeared. All the human females vanish right this instant. That means no one will give birth, a lot of factories will be affected because most of the workers are women, men will have to do all the household chores, get the grocery and do all that most of men take for granted in their lives. All women do the difficult work in the family goes to them and they do well in it. This will accelerate the rate of extinction. If there were no women in society then there would have been no existence of this society. No one can ever replace a women's kindness because for me a women’s heart is incredibly powerful and predictable.  

Since I was a kid, I have been always looking forward to be a strong and independent women like my Mother. She cleans everything! She cooks! She take of her children but still looking good like she didn’t even gave birth. But most importantly, she knows how to defend herself, she knows how to handle things, and she knows how to not give up when things get really messy. Usually, my Mom would pick up the outfit the I will wear throughout the day but then I kind of hate the clothes that she wants me to wear so I insist that from now on I will pick my own outfit- and that is the first day where I started looking like a chicken potato. I would never forget the time I had a dengue, a very serious disease that almost killed me. I don’t really remember every detail but I can still remember the face of my parents when I was in a critical condition, they look so miserable. When I saw their faces I knew right then and there that I have to fight and live. After not even a week, my brother was diagnosed with dengue too. Those kind of tough times made my parents stronger that they are and over the past years I grew up as a strong and brave girl. 

We all experienced talking to a girl, whether it is a soft girl or a bruh girl, we can all say that they are really powerful and beautiful in their own way. I met this one girl last year at Starbucks, she is too kind to approach me because we are facing each other but in different chairs because obviously we don’t know each other. We talked and shared a lot of information about ourselves but what made me speechless is when she told me she is living alone and she’s 17! I know some of you is not that amaze but for me it is really a milestone and surprising to think and to start living in your own without the support of your parents at a young age. I have always dreamed of living independently, where no one bothers you and you have all your time but as I think about it I realized my parents, they want me and my siblings to live in a compound where we can communicate because my Mom is the only child that is far from her siblings and I notice how hard it is for her and for us of course that we still have to travel just to be with out relatives. I saw a post last two days and it can’t out of my mind, it says “No matter what you do- don’t have just one child. Give them siblings.. that’s the family they will have when you are gone, cousins and aunts won’t be there. Take my word” like it makes sense right? Maybe at some point their relatives will be there but a love from your sibling is pure and unconditional. No one can even beat the anger that you feel whenever you fight with your sister or brother but at the end of the day you still forgive them like nothing happened. 

As I grow up, I learned that being a girl is a gift. Like women? The most intelligent human in the world? yES. Did you know that the two highest IQ scores in recorded history belong to women. We, as a women, have so much power simply because who we are. We can literally gave birth that can change the whole world, a child that you will raise which is by the way not easy, imagine taking care of a child for 9 months and raise it for the next 2 decades :00 It will be tough but the lessons and the unconditional love that a Mother can give is too much already. I think being a child is such an amazing experience that you will ever encounter, you have not much problems, you have the shelter that you need and the food that you’ll eat, the love from your parents and relatives. When I think about those times, I just want to be a child again. To be a child that only worry about what to play for the next day, what candy should I eat next or simply pushing yourself to sleep at afternoon so your Mom will let you play outside with your friends as soon as you wake up. How nostalgic. I miss those times where you rarely worry about life but I’ve learned a lot as a child. My childhood may not be as fancy as the other kids but I still had the best childhood.

As a girl, you should know how to protect other girls around you, like the code called girl code wherein you will communicate to a women that only women can understand. Don’t hate and spread rumors on girls you don’t know, there’s nothing more annoying than hearing some girl spreading gossip about you. It is extra annoying when you’ve never talked to this person before. Don’t be that kind of girl. Rescue or do something when someone is in danger or is dealing with sexual harassment, follow this rule even if you’ve never met this girl in your life. If it’s obvious this girl is uncomfortable or even if you just get bad vibes, do something. It will help her to get out and to avoid in that situation. If someone else’s boyfriend or girlfriend is hitting you up, tell the partner because no one deserve someone like that, if he/ she love her/him he/she will never do that even if it is just a friendly chat. Don’t entertain those kind of boy/ girl, they are not worth it. Reach out to the partner so that he can leave the toxic relationship immediately. A relationship should help you grow, enjoy and learn lessons that will help you in the future not to be played with and just to be taken advantage of.

In today's world, women seem to have little regard for OTHER men, which is why women themselves have low self-esteem. As a woman, you should know your importance, you should know you are not just a woman and you should know your worth. You should not look down on yourself, you should not step on others, remember that your parents did not raise you just to be oppressed by someone, they raised you to succeed in life, to make a name, of so when the time comes they will be proud of you that the person they are talking about is just a woman is now a woman who has succeeded because she is a wise women where she used her weakness to grow stronger and succeed in life. A guy will tell you "He managed even though he was just a girl." Remember that you have a reputation to be nurtured, you also need to know how important you are and most of all you should know your standard. Often, women are ruined when they love, remember that that is not the man for you if you are only ruined, because the man who loves will fill your imperfections and guide you in any way. You should not lower the standards you for men, because if he really loves you he will force you to reach that. Remember, you are not a drag girl who shows up to show that you are not just a women but show that "I am a women and I am not like everyone else", don't just shop but also think while choosing and you should not collect. Do not let yourself be ruined just because of a man, and if that is the case, do not show you are weak because the more they see that they can just manipulate you, they will repeat it again and again and again, instead stand up even with tears in your eyes, whether it is a bleeding heart, a fainting soul, or no matter how heavy the grief. that is, because YOU ARE A WOMAN AND NOT JUST A WOMAN. You should try to rebuild yourself even if you are completely ruined, you should not step on others, but be an inspiration that the woman who was destroyed before, will gradually rise in the mud that has been trampled and will rise to bring new life because you remember that while there is life, there will always be hope. A hope to change. A hope for a new start. A hope to start again. A hope to grow. 

"Feminism isn't about making women stronger. Women are already strong, it's about changing the way the world perceives that strength."    -G.D. Anderson

[a-plethaura-ask-blog]

So, I started this comic page about a few months ago. (yeah, I know, it really narrows it down, huh?) This was a comic page intro I was going to do for my AU ContaminationTale. However, there are quite a lot of things stopping me from actually making the comic. I want to start a comic, but I think I would do fairly poorly at actually making a good comic that will keep attention.

I also have all of my characters designed for ContaminationTale, but I do not want to actually do them digitally cause I am afraid I will mess it up. I am bad at character reference sheets. I love to have something going on, or something more implied, and not just a character. However, I hope I will fix that with myself soon.

The backstory behind ContaminationTale is besically something kinda similar but very adjacent to how Error Sans was formed. As confusing as it is, allow me to elaborate-

ContaminationTale is an AU where classic Undertale is taken over and corrupted by a strange human that is not Chara, or the other human souls. It is just a random human that had run across the world and watched the events of the world pan out. So in a way, they are like a way to breach the 4th wall, whilst not being able to communicate with the obersevers of the AU. (Myself, or people that may view my works) Here is the old set of information I made for ContaminationTale when it was first created. Including characters, places, items, food and other stuff like that.

[ ° Basic Information ° ]

» Classic Undertale ™ is slowly fading away, being overshadowed by it's many various AU's, which have became far more popular than the classic game. So when the infamous, and to-say-the-least very unwelcome 'Shadow Player' comes back, and completely takes control of the game, he controls all of the characters as well. Now, running on only hate, fear and sadness; Undertale is going to make a fatal, feral strike-back at the many AU that fans so ADORE.

[ ° AU Connections ° ]

➡ All of the AU, over a large span of years, have managed to completely coincide with each other and accept each other's existence. They even have come to think of each other as kin. Family and such. Error is way more level, having been around Ink and Blue so much made him less homicidal and seemed to get rid of his 'God-Syndrome'. Other more homicidal AU, such as Horror and Killer have also calmed down murder wise, however they do have their slip ups. Nightmare since then had also split into two versions of himself. Night, who is the one with no black ooze on him is able to be with dream, and be happy, and Nightmare, who is more level in the head, but still a jerk. At times there can be tension but they all get over it rather fast. This is called the 'Pacification of the Bad AU' (As restated later, this is NO WHERE NEAR CANON. This is for the plot of ContaminationTale.)

Quick Note: As another note, in this AU, the monsters hate killing, and Chara was pacified. He is in the same boat as the monsters. The monsters of ContaminationTale used what free code they were able to spare to make it to where any AU versions of themselves they killed respawned in the Flower Patch being as it was the furthest from most of the while they were able to keep their 'good' conscious. The person who hacked them was unable to reverse it.

[ ° Characters ° ] (All Characters keep their same personalities when in their 'Free Form' however, in their 'Contaminant Form' they all remain kind of similar to themselves, but become homocidal, and attack any AU characters soon there after, or instantly.

» Sans

» Papyrus

» Grillby

» Toriel

» Gaster

» Asgore

» Alphys

» Asriel

» Flowey

» Undyne

» Burgerpants

» Mettaton

» Nopstablook

» Temmie

» Doggo

» Monster Kid

» Monster Kids Parents

» Chara

» Frisk

» Endogeny

» Muffet

[ ° Common Reference Places ° ]

» The Waterfall

➡ No longer exists. When the world started to vanish, the waterfall went first and was unable to be brought back.

» Grillby's Bar

➡ Doesn't really function as a bar anymore. This place is actually more it less used for medical treatment and a weapon station.

» Echo Flower garden/field/cave

➡ All places that have echo flowers in them are or can be used for a torture room. When a person is trapped in there, the flowers only scream, cry and laugh at the being inside. There are no identified words that are ever said, other than 'DIE'.

» MTT Station

➡ This place is actually used for the Shadow Players base and planning area. Off limits and heavily guarded with technology. It had many secret operative plans that happen in it all the time.

»Asgore's Castle

➡ Mostly a moot point area. However when any of the classic monsters die they respawn in the center room of the castle. However the center room is also a jail cell and the monster that spawns there gets three days solitary confinement for getting killed.

» Flowey's Flower Patch

➡ Any au characters that are killed in ContaminationTale that are not part of the AU spawn in the flower patch. Other than that this location is rather useless.

» Toriel's Ruins

➡ Long since abandoned. However the au characters that come to ContaminationTale often regroup, stay and recoop themselves here. They use this as a base and plan area. It provides shelter to those AU that can't make Portals like Dream can.

» Alphys Lab

➡ Used to mix poisons, and is filled with mechanical body parts used to replace lost limbs that didn't kill the victim. It is also used to overview the town and make traps.

» Sans Station - Bridge Crossing

➡ Loaded to the brim with motion sensors and traps ready for the unsuspecting. This causes confusion is and can be very dangerous if you are not careful or nimble because stuff comes at you from all sides.

[ ° Common Food and Food Stats ° ]

- Cinnamon Bun - (Restores 25 HP)

- Hot Dog w/ Bun - (Restores 50 HP)

- Hard Tac (Restores 30 HP)

- Alfrado ( Restores 100 HP)

- Cupcake (Restores 10 HP)

- Spaghetti ( Restores 50 HP)

- Pie (Restores 40 HP)

- Candy (Restores 5 HP each)

[ ° Weaponry ° ]

» Sans Butcher's Knife

➡ /+30 ATK/ - /-5 SPD/ - /+10 HP/

↪ Fire Perk - With this Sans can give the Butcher Knives the ability to set themselves on fire on the blade. However this one lasts for a few attacks before he has to build up a charge again.

» Papyrus's Bone Staff

➡ /+40atk/ - /-5spd/ - /+15hp/

↪ Dead Weight Perk - The dead weight Perk is used to inflict extra damage on characters when a weapon is swung. The dead weight puts more pressure and force behind the attack. Depending on how willing he is the fight, it affects how well Papyrus is able to use his weapon.

» Gaster's Scythe

➡ /+10 HP/ - /-5 SPD/ - /+15-20 ATK/

↪ Invisibility Perk : This makes the weapon itself unable to be seen by the naked eye after so many attacks for a stent of time. However you can still see the weapons shadow is it is in a lit area. That's why Gaster is more likely not to be found in dark scenery or places. If there is light anywhere, that is where you need to stay. Gaster also has the ability to blend into the dark, and it makes him a harder opponent.

»Toriel's Arrows

➡ /+10 SPD/ - /- 5 HP/ - /+5 ATK/

↪ Tipped Arrows ; this means they are actually poisoned with a small odor causes nausea, draining HP, and confusion to enemy characters. It however takes a small toll on her health every time she shoots an arrow. This is why she alters the arrows she uses. Her alterations come in an irregular patterns and it is spontaneous when she pulls one out.

» Asgore's Scepter

➡ /-15 SPD/ - /+10 ATK/ - /+0 HP/

↪ Electricity : like any other weapon, this one reacts better to opposite elements. The weapons this one better completed and takes out are wooden and metal weapons. It can not travel through rubber or other materials that have specific metals that do not connect well with the ability to travel through. If he uses a lightning based attack on a material that is not a conductor, the electricity comes back to him and will either stun him, or be shot off somewere else.

» Asriel's Slingshot

➡ /+10 SPD/ - /+5 ATK/ - /+ 0 HP/

↪ Explosive pellets are the thing that Asriel launches from his sling. These pellets are strong mini fireworks packed with acid. When it touches skin,fur or bone, even metal, it burns around the area it hit with a 5-7 inch radius. Depending on where he hits and what he hits, it can cause serious damage and make someone get bad infections.

» Undyne's Spear

➡ /-0 SPD/ - /+5 HP/ - /+10 ATK/

↪ Dead Weight Perk: Similar to Papyrus, her Spears are made of basic magic they don't have any initial weight untill they are seeing seeing at a Target. So initially her perk is the same as Papyrus's perk from there. However, if she is close enough, she can cause her weapon to lose all it's weight for faster movement, and gain all of it for maximum impact.

» Mettaton's Gun

➡ /+15 SPD/ - /+0HP/ - /+10 ATK/

↪ Silencer - the gun have no special or notable perks but it is good for power and stealth kills. The silencer makes it to where there is only ever A very faint click heard if the gun is fired. The gun itself fires off long bullets/pellets that are filled with acid. The second the bullet goes into skin, or hits something and gets stuck, the acid will start to burn through it.

» Frisk's Staff

➡ /-10 SPD/ - /+5 HP/ - /+5 ATK/

↪ Knock Back Perk : This makes a large gust of pressurized air go at the opponent and knock them down effectively for 1-3 attacks. Mainly due to having the 'wind' knocked out of them. /Funny? Only me? Ok... ;W;/ either way, this makes it to where Frisk usually does not have to get too close to anyone or anything and keeps them a safer distance away from the action while still being able to help out.

» Chara's Knife

➡ /+15 HP/ - /+15 ATK/ - /+5 SPD/

↪ Long Range Perk : after weapon is used so many times, the weapon can go through a stent of long range power ups. That means when the blade is swung it creates a red projectile cutting Lazer in the form of the slice and can only go forward for for up to 15 feet. Once it reaches that and is unable to catch anything, the attack turns to the ground, and goes into it. This can cause the ground to gain holes in it that are up to 25 feet in depth. After so many missed attacks, it will cause the ground to collapse, taking less space for movement against the enemies.

» Grillby's Arrows

➡ /-10 HP/ - /+20 ATK/ - /+10 SPD/

↪ Fire Perk : the fire only goes out when he snaps his fingers, but his fire in particular can't burn polyester. However, after so many uses, his fire won't reactivate itself until he has had a 10 minute rest.

» Tikal's Lasso

➡ /+5 SPD/ - /+10 ATK/ - /+0 HP/

↪ no perks, batter for stealth attacks

»Muffet's Glass Throwing Knives

➡ /+10 SPD/ - /+5 ATK/ - /+5 HP/

↪ respawn: if the knives are broken, they rebuild the partial belt bag, it might be better just to have more battle ready

» Alphys' Axe

➡ /-15 SPD/ - /+20 ATK/ - /+5 HP

» Monster Kid/Family Tail + Crossbows

➡ /+25 SPD/ - /+30 ATK/ - /-10 HP/

↪ no perks

[ ° All Weaponless Characters ° ]

» Temmie

» Burgerpants

» Doggo

» Endogeny

» Napstablook

» Flowey

[ ° Weaponless Characters Abilities ° ]

» Temmie

- Speed Attack: Used to confuse and knock out characters. Temmie runs around them and strikes their body in various places to try to cause more consistent confusion.

» Doggo

- Lock Jaw: Doggo locks his jaw around anyone's limbs. He won't let go until you give into Contaminated or you break his jaw. On the same note, if you break his jaw, his teeth will break from his jaw and sink into your skin until the contamination is spread. In the matter of 3 hours, his teeth grow back, and his jaw repairs itself.

» Endogeny

- Corrupt : uses the shades to possess enemies and attack other enemies or take themselves out.

» Burgerpants

- Incinerate: he always has a lighter and gasoline on him somewhere. So when he reacts he can use it to gradually put on his enemies then he can burn them alive when he lights it up.

» Flowey

- Vines : Shred or Strangle - Flowey can either crush his opinions with several Vines or throw needles at the enemy that are hard to dodge and have incredible sharpness.

» Napstablook

- Sonic Scream: Nopstablook screams silently at the other one enemies and the sound waves lower defense, and confuse them. It also makes them unable to see straight, makes them nautious and can cause surrounding items or building parts to collapse, gain damage or go haywire

[ ° Common World Items ° ]

* Machine Parts

- (Commonly found in the lab, or Mettatons News Station.) The machine parts vary, however, there is no real use for gears anymore, otherwise as throwing weapons. However, longer machine parts are used to make traps, or as close range weapons such as bo-staffs.

* Desk Supplies

- (Can be found anywhere) Desk supplies unclude things such as tape, pencils, pens, paper and other forms of common utilities. These also serve as weapons. They are easier to hide, find, and store without being weighed down.

* Marbles

- ( A rare find that some monsters used to posses. Such as Toriel) These are used as a good tripping device, or as a good distraction to those that can't avoid them.

* Contaminated Black Tar

- (Everywhere) This black tar only forms when a monster from Undertale / ContaminationTale is killed. Instead of turning into a pile of ashes, or dust, the turn into black goo and reform in the stated 'respawn' point. This can afflict other AU or humans that enter the world and turn them into a being like the afflicted monsters. However, since they are not considered 'Undertale' characters, they find a way to kill / destroy themselves. If they are just a human from the surface world, they will destroy themselves and not regenerate. However, if the are an AU, they regenerate fully healed in Flowey's flower patch.

* Silverware

- (Anywhere) This also serves as a great weapon.

* Broken Pipes

- (Inside walls and other items they can be placed in) these are used both weapons on 'inobvious spyware. They are all stuck into walls in order to spy around and keep an eye out without being seen right away.

>> Other Things to Clarify <<

1) As you have seen, there are both a "Flowey" and an "Asriel" in this AU. This was not a mistake, or an error in planning. They are both separate characters.

2) The 'Affiliations with other AU' including known AU Sanses or other characters is NOT CANON. I know most of you know this already, however, this is to those who get easily offended. The other AU checking in on the 'Classic' world is because if something happens to destroy Undertale, ALL OF THE AU will be destroyed in the process.

3) Undertale and ContaminationTale are both the same thing here. I know you all think that since it is an AU like this, it might be like Dust, or Killer Sans and they diverge into another AU. Which is both true, and not true. It becomes it's own AU later, however I have it set up to exist where the other AU characters need to help the Undertale characters escape their situation and beat the hacker first.

4) After the hacker is beaten, ContaminationTale becomes its own AU where it lives abandoned, and no AU characters come into it anymore. Meaning the reason behind it's existance is actually kind of futile, and the human gets killed by the ContaminationTale monsters later only to come back. It turns into an ever-turning genocide AU.

5) ContaminationTale Characters can only kill other copies of theselves so they are more equally matched. If they attack a version of another monster, most of their attacks will be barely even able to cause damage, no matter how powerful. This is due to a slip-up in the coding that contaminated them.

6) The main reason the other AU care so much about helping this AU is because at the time it is still 'Undertale' not just 'ContaminationTale'. Undertales code is becoming unstable, and it is inevitable that it will cause Undertale itself to collapse. Killing all of the AU Sanses and their respective AU.

//Afternote: Another reason I made this AU is cause Classic is usually helping the other AU, and the other AU don't really help him out. So I wanted to change that. I also feel bad cause Undertale ins't as popular as it's AU anymore. I did a survey with all the Undertale Lovers in my school, and I was the only one who voted on Classic Undertale out of 76 kids. :( //