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jnixz · 2 years ago

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Lucrecia mux for ask game

For this Character ask game 💚🤍🖤

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Lucrecia Mux

one aspect about them i love

She’s so playful and sweet and an absolutely full of love. Between the her dialogues and every hint of her we see in game, there is a tint of sweetness and energy that make her feel like a warm yet energetic tinge of pink and orange gradient of a person.

one aspect i wish more people understood about them

She follows her heart my dudes, I don’t think she’d be the reasonable type in the friend group when it comes to shenanigans. She’d be in the good ol’ trouble trio of original explorers with Ford and Otto. Probably the performative Muscle when its just them exploring the mindscape together. She is the type to go with the flow, or atleast push it to the path she likes.

one (or more) headcanon(s) i have about this character

She loves to tease people. Extremely good at it. Plays pranks and does a cheeky little smile. Absolute prankster.

She loves reptiles and can absolutely handle actual snakes. She thinks they are cute. Boops their little snoot.

Loves adventure and exploring new things. Loves interacting with weird yet charming people the most, they are fun to be with

Other than hydrokinesis, she also is very good at levitation

one character i love seeing them interact with

Obviously the psychic 7 and her family buuut it’d be funny to see the motherlobe people interactions with her. Meet this funny lil granma that practically was the point that turned the group into an organiztion for protection instead of just research. Turns out she’s a sweet old lady, if a bit raunchy, that is part of the pioneer of old people. Also she can still wipe the floor even as an elderly.

one character i wish they would interact with/interact with more

I wanna see more Lucy and Augustus interactionsss. She raised and loves him as a son so much and like askjdhasdk

Lucy could definitely share more about her sister since she family is very important to them and like hurghhg everything is definitely heavy but I think they’d be fine. *thinks about that scene at the end of the Maligula battle* I Cannot say what I mean but but like they still family yknowww

ALSO while I do love seeing psychic 7 interactions, I’d also love to see more Aquato Family interactions. She loves both families very much and I think we should see it!!!

also would like to ssee more Ford/Lucy, I got them in my brain but like holy shit I can’t put it into paper but mind you I am Losing It because like they are both Saps. I cannot possibly explain it other than like-- I definitely see this type of dynamic somewhere and I’m LIKE YEAH NIOCE

one (or more) headcanon(s) i have that involve them and one other character

I don’t think she was an acrobat before the Astrolathe but she definitely was kinda physically active due to psychonauts mindscape adventures. Like I think She and Marona might’ve sneaked into the Aquatos Circus to like learn, but it was Marona that had more involvement in it since she married Lazarus after all. Lucy could probably do like a bit of acrobatics but it isn’t the high-end performative type needed for a circus.

So there is definitely a time after the Deluge that Lucy had to practice a lot as ‘recovery’ from the event and having actual muscles to do actual stunts. I think she was a pretty good dancer so the flexibility was no problemo. It’s the muscle building to life another human that needed improvement. (Okay so Maligula could rip vines from its roots but she is like in a state of adrenaline or something, so that is like temporary and probably extremely strenuous to keep up with.)

Both Lucy and Augustus do this while also taking care of each other as best they could. She also probably taught Augustus his education herself so like-- he also probably learned how to Flirt from her *eyes his lines from the QA* ALSO like the kindness and EQ as well

#asks #ask #anon #character ask game #ask game #psychonauts 2 #psychonauts 2 spoilers #lucrecia mux #headcanon #gwb character ask game

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screensirenfic · 3 years ago

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A Curse In Your Name - Chapter 10 - Possesion

“What the hell was that?!”

She exclaimed, confused and almost horrified by the ease in which Satoru had dealt with a Grade 2 Curse.

“A Snoot Boop…”

Satoru gave her a half shrug, that crooked little smile never leaving his face as if what he just did was the most normal thing in the world.

“I know that..!”

She snapped, irritated by him treating her like an idiot when he’d just been the one to run batshit crazy into a Curse and liquify it with a touch of his finger.

“What I want to know is how you did it?! That Curse was a Grade 2; it should’ve killed you-!”

She objected as if she almost wanted him to get eaten, and if it got rid of the smug expression on his face, she might even consider it.

“I’m a Special Grade…”

Smirked Satoru smugly, walking away from her as if he expected her to believe that horse crap.

“As if I’m going to believe-“

She scowled, watching as Satoru kicked through the Curse’s slushy remains as he searched for the finger, caring very little for the amount of bodily fluids he was splashing onto his trousers.

“He is.”

Interrupted Getou, and for a moment she thought he was having her on too, if not for the total lack of punchline to his joke.

“We both are…”

He added, before joining Satoru in sieving through the Curse’s grizzly remains as if he’d just admittedly being Catholic or something.

“Special Grade?! But that would make you both, like, insanely powerful…”

She contemplated the fact, not quite believing two seventeen year olds could hold so much ungodly power at their fingertips.

“Why? You like powerful men; Mika-Chan..?”

Asked Gojo; the opportunity for another chance to provoke her drawing his attention away from looking for Sukuna’s Finger.

“Because I’d be happy to demonstrate just how ‘powerful’ I am…”

He purred, his voice dropping down low and seductive as he leaned down to her height, a hint of his endlessly blue eyes glimmering above his glasses, and for a moment she was a little bit worried about what Satoru was really capable of.

“Got it!”

Cried out Getou, ruining whatever simmering energy Satoru had managed to build there, as Getou held what looked like a wrinkly twig up above his head.

Both her and Satoru approached him, watching as the normally spotless Sorcerer wiped the Finger on his uniform, smearing red streaks of blood across its clean black fabric.

“Sukuna’s Finger…”

He stated, showing the wrinkled up, half-rotten appendage like it was some collectible horror movie prop; it’s long nails and waxy skin seeming too stereotypical to be real.

“So this is an actual finger of a dead God..?”

She asked; not quite believing that deities walked the earth, let alone left behind fingers for people to find like souvenirs.

“Yep; wanna see me eat it..?”

Asked Gojo, snatching it from Getou and suspending it over his open mouth dramatically like he was about to swallow a worm.

“Don’t even joke about that Satoru..!”

Chastised Getou, sounding even more severe than usual as he snatched the Finger back, clearly not trusting the jokester blonde with such an important artefact.

“But why? Is it that dangerous..?”

She asked, unsure of how a dried up finger could hold so much power it made a Special Grade nervous.

“Not in its current state, but if someone were to eat it, then yes; it would be…”

Explained Getou with grounded solemnity, taking care to wrap the finger up in some rune-covered fabric that she guessed was a warding talisman.

“What would happen if someone ate it..?”

She continued to pry, pretty sure that instantaneous death wasn’t enough to jar the unflappable front of Seguru Getou.

“I’m the best case scenario; one would suffer a quick yet painful death…”

Seguru said, almost as if he himself would prefer it to the alternative.

“And in the worst case scenario..?”

She prompted, wondering what on earth could get a Special Grade scared.

“Sukuna would take the body as a vessel and reincarnate himself into the modern age.”

He said; the severity of such a situation becoming reality not lost on her.

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“Yuji..!”

Yelled Megumi, rushing forwards to help now that the pink-haired kid was lying unconscious on the ground, the butchered remains of the Curse they’d been fighting fizzing as it dissolved in a lumpy mess.

“Don’t…”

She stopped him before he could go any further, almost certain that the boy was dead, but cautious in case the worst case scenario had happened.

They’d managed to defeat the Curse; the kid’s little stunt with the finger stealing the monster’s attention for just long enough to sever its spinal cord, Mikasama managing to perform a swift decapitation that would put the Curse down for good.

But in every hard earned victory, there was some semblance of defeat, and their defeat seemed to have come in the form of their pink-haired saviour.

“Is he..?”

Asked Megumi, her most talented student hesitant to finish his sentence, less it make the situation more real, but he didn’t need to to know the truth.

Yuji Itadori was d-

“AHHHHH!”

An ear splitting scream exploded forth from Yuji; both Mikasama and Megumi covering their ears against the piercing sound that emanated from what should’ve been a corpse.

The pair watched in horror as Yuji’s spine arched up unnaturally, his whole body convulsing as if possessed; his fingers curling as his nails dug grooves into the concrete till they bled, face contorted into a ferocious snarl as he gnashed his teeth and foamed from the mouth.

It was like watching an exorcism in reverse; more and more of the sweet natured boy being stripped away, until there was nothing but the raging animal beneath; the boy’s screams growing louder and more disturbing, till suddenly they stopped.

“Yuji..?”

She called out, finally being able to uncover her ears as she approached the kid’s limp body.

“Yuji; are you o-!”

She began to ask, reaching out to touch the boy, only for a hand to shoot up and snatch her wrist, its long taloned fingernails digging in to her flesh until it drew blood.

“How wonderful it is to be in the flesh again…”

Mused what should’ve been Itadori in a low gravely tone; his voice far too sinister and deep to be his own, and suddenly she felt her gut drop out of her.

“It’s so nice to…. Mmm… feel things with my own hands…”

He purred; this thing definitely not Yuji as it rose from the ground in one smooth movement, finally releasing her wrist from his bruising grip.

“And what kind of world have I come back to..?!”

He continued to rant; his attention now drawn by the flickering lights of Susuwa below; his red eyes alight with the flame of a thousand forest fires; his smile almost maniacal in the way it stretched unnaturally past his long fangs.

“Women, children; all stacked together and writhing like maggots!”

The creature foamed at the mouth, salivating as if the very thought brought him undeniable joy.

“It will be a massacre…”

He grinned, and Mikasama knew there was no denying who possessed Yuji’s body.

“Sukuna..!”

She said, calling out to the King Of Curses as he surveyed his territory; those unnatural eyes shifting to her as if daring her to challenge him.

“Release the boy, or I will end you…”

She demanded, utilising some of her recovered Cursed energy to summon forth a Wakizashi, wielding the blade threateningly in front of her just in case he decided not to take her seriously.

“And what is it we have here..?”

Crooned Sukuna; his smile taking an even sharper edge as he approached, and only now was she was aware of how much his proportions had stretched, Sukuna’s body now towering over her as his distinct muscles rippled and flexed with each movements, pitch black tattoos wrapping around every limb and tracing across his chest and face.

“A female Sorcerer, and an attractive one as of that…”

He observed, reaching out to touch her face as suddenly she found herself unable to move; Sukuna’s frighteningly red eyes rendering her immobile as he seized her face between his taloned fingertips, digging his nails into her cheeks.

“Perhaps I should make a little pet out of you..?”

He mused, smile settling somewhere between sleazy and unsettling as let his thumb trace over her lips, the coppery taste of blood beneath his fingernails turning her stomach as he attempted to force his thumb between her lips.

“Don’t touch her..!”

A new voice came from his lips; this one belonging to the vessel’s original owner as Yuji finally regained some control over his own body, the kid objecting to any proposed defilement from his unwanted hitchhiker.

“What?!”

Replied Sukuna; sounding almost shocked that some nameless teenager had managed to push back against his possession.

“You heard me; leave her alone; and while you’re at it, give my body back!”

Demanded Yuji; the boy somehow being able to fight back against the invading Curse just enough to control Sukuna.

“How the hell are you doing this?!”

Snarled Sukuna; displeased to see his new toy didn’t plan to play by his rules as he struggled for dominance over Yuji’s body.

“I don’t know, but I don’t plan on letting you highjack my body without a fight.”

Answered Yuji; his body’s hands curling into fists as if they planned to do exactly that.

“Stop…”

Called out a third voice; this one not belonging to Yuji Itadori’s body, but to her own student, Megumi having recovered enough to stand on his own two feet once more.

“I don’t know if that’s you in there, Yuji; or if it’s something else, but by order of Jujutsu Regulations; I have no choice but to exorcise you…”

He stated, hands already held ready to yield his power to wrench spirit from body and destroy Yuji’s soul with it necessary.

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vampiricsheep · 4 years ago

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🖊️ skunk!!!

STINKY BASTARD LADY. and exploration of science, convenience, and how cutting corners ethically in the name of those two often goes largely unpunished as long as that research can be repurposed by people who wouldn’t want to dirty their own hands with it. (which is a huge thing irl in full honesty - especially in medical and bio fields - and as much as I love STEM I hate that many people in STEM pretend it’s impartial just because it’s science)

on a shallower level, hehe mad scientist oc

an even shallower level: look at her little snoot. dont ya wanna boop it

#soft skunk #my characters #yes i know ive done the bare minimum for her rn #it's bc i'm still trying to figure out where she fits and if and how she will grow #actuallycortana

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texteratolover · 5 years ago

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🎃 Universal Monsters: Rating Their Cuddle Factor 🎃

It's SPOOKY SEASON and I kinda wanna do some Halloween themed posts. To start us off, here's the classic Universal Studios Movie Monsters rated by how good of a cuddle they would give!

Frankenstein's Monster

What a classic and iconic fella! Those bolts in the neck and that distinctive brow! Assembled as a mad science experiment and full of curiosity about life, Frank would give the best darned hugs with those big 'ol arms. I don't think he'd willingly hurt a soul, we don't talk about the flower girl thing. My personal advice? If you can hug/cuddle Frankenstein's Monster, you should.

10/10

Dracula

Oh Dracula. I wish I could give you point for being one of the OG Hollywood vampires. His whole thing in the movies is to give neck hickies to as many people as possible. From the medallion to those hands, seriously no one looking for a cuddle makes hands like that, Dracula is the kinda guy who invites you over to hang out but he wants to "hang out."

2/10

Wolfman

I can't be the only one who wants to boop Wolfman on the snoot, am I? When you get down to it, Wolfman is a cursed human who becomes a fluffy fella when the moon is full. I always had the feeling that he was more confused at his situation rather than malicious. Maybe some tummy rubs and a scratch behind the ear will help to take the beast, just careful of the claws.

6/10

Gillman

Well hello Mr. Gillman, I appreciate you inviting me to your lagoon resort! Seriously though, Gillman has something down that a lot of these monsters don't, location. Imagine, buff fishman asks you to sun bathe on his little stretch of the Black Lagoon, sign me the heck up. Also, digging the lips.

8/10

The Mummy

The one thing Imhotep really has going for him is commitment. When the love of his life died he waited a millennia for her to be reborn, and then he killed a bunch of British colonialists, so he's a-ok in my book. We should be realistic though, I think cuddling up to the Mummy would be akin to spooning some smoked meats wrapped in gauze.

4/10

The Bride

Arguably even more iconic than her mate's bolts, the Bride has got hair that is just to die for! In her movie she doesn't have much of a personality, but I imagine her being a very warm almost maternal like monster. She's the kind of cuddler who'd gladly eat cookies in bed with you, but then fret about the crumbs in the morning.

8/10

Well folks, this is my second time making this post, the first time the Tumblr abyss ate it. I really hope you enjoy it though, and you should let me know if you have any fun Halloween ideas for the blog. Stay spooky y'all 🎃🎃🎃

#exophilia #haloween #monster x human #monster boyfriend #monster girlfriend #Frankenstein #bride of frankenstein #gillman #creature from the black lagoon #wolfman #werewolf #dracula #vampire #my writing #the mummy

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unwilling-survivor · 4 years ago

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► Boop FRANK's nose, boop his snoot until he gets flustered about it.

Send my character a ► and a command. They must obey.

((I’m choosing to make this my Frank cause I don’t think Sam’s close enough to other Frank(s) to be even finding them to boop xD))

Sam contemplates the command for a moment, shooting a sidelong glance at her companion. Before she can overthink, she sits up and reaches her hand over to tap her finger on the tip of his nose.

Frank is obviously surprised. A little bemused. “...I’m assuming there’s... a reason? For that?”

Sam nods, feeling a little heat starting to color her ears.

“And... you’re going to share this reason?” He seems entertained, rather than annoyed. Definitely not flustered.

“Mhm.” She nods again. The heat is spreading, and - lightning quick - she taps at his nose again.

He grins, looking somehow smug even though she’s the one who’s supposed to be getting on his nerves. “Is this a game now?” She’d been leaned up against his arm slightly - that tiny bit of casual contact neither of them would actively acknowledge - before sitting up, but now Frank shifts to face her, legs pulling up onto the seat they’ve been sharing. “Try it again.”

Sam rolls her eyes, feeling like a bit of an idiot. “Nevermind, it’s just a stupid dare thing-”

“Try again,” he repeats, hooking a hand under her knee to turn her body to face his, grinning that too-sharp grin.

She scowls. “No. It’s just-”

“C’mon Sammy, just give one try, just-”

She tries to take advantage of his distraction while he’s taunting her, but he’s still faster, catching her wrist before her hand gets a chance to do any boop-ing whatsoever.

“That’s the best you’ve got?” It’s practically a purr as he waves her wrist back and forth between them. “All those threats of catch these hands, and it’s way too fuckin’ easy t-” His other hand slaps against her second attempt, grabbing that as well, and squeezing what might be a warning against her wrist. “...Looks like you’re down a couple of weapons, puppy.”

By now she’s already accepted that he’s far more likely to fluster her than she is to fluster him, but she hadn’t expected it to be so quick. Her face burns despite her glowering. “Fine,” she mumbles. “You win. I failed. Whatever.”

“Failed at what, exactly?” His lips are playing at a smile, but there’s too much self-satisfaction, leaving it firmly in smirk territory.

Sam glares at his chest, avoiding his eyes. When she finally speaks, it’s a barely intelligible grumble. “...boopingthesnoot.”

He barks out a harsh laugh. “Boop--? Oh, puppy.” She’s never quite sure how to interpret the way his voice gets. Patronizing, but... kind of affectionate. She’s not sure if he’s laughing at her or with her. Maybe a little of both.

The hands on her wrists tighten, and Sam flinches instinctively as Frank pulls her toward him, her jaw clenched and eyes screwed shut. But he’s not hurting her. Hasn’t, in a while now-- not outside of trials, anyway. Scared her a few times, but not hurt her.

It takes her a second, but she recognizes that the heat on her cheeks isn’t just her own slight mortification. When her eyes flutter open she’s already averting her gaze because he’s right there. She must look like a fucking tomato by now, she’s blushing so much. And scowling. He’s being-- rude. Or-- or mean, maybe, is the word for it. He’s always a little mean, even when he’s nice.

The hair on the back of her neck stands on end as she feels his breath against her face. Steady. Even. Not a care in the world. Taking his time, watching her, while she dies just a little bit every second from sheer embarrassment.

His grip has shifted, pressing thumbs into her palms as he keeps hold of her hands. Sam chews at the inside of her lip as his nose brushes against her cheek, mouth inches from hers.

“Sammy...” The low murmur is... what, a warning? No, still teasing. She can feel his smile even if she won’t actually look at him, stare fixed on the ground as her fingers twitch anxiously. His forehead rests against hers, thoroughly invading her personal space, and Sam thinks she might possibly be dying just a little bit. There’s a tension between her shoulders, a stifled urge, and she’s not sure if it wants to spring toward him or back, but for now she’s resisting it either way.

His face pivots a bit, more skin brushing skin. He’s obviously aware of what he’s doing. Practically nuzzling against her cheek. “Don’t wanna try one more time?” Still taunting. His lips are so close. She’s still biting down on the inside of hers, tongue nervously running back and forth over pinched flesh.

He pulls back ever so slightly - never enough to give her breathing room, never enough to clear her head - just enough to lift his chin, lips brushing against the tip of her nose. “Boop.”

It’s sickeningly sweet.

It’s outright adorable, and she really wants to kiss him. But she can’t.

His chin lowers again, still resting his forehead on hers, leaving a moment of pause. Like he’s waiting for her to return the gesture.

But she can’t. It’s still not-- she can’t do it. They’ve kissed all of once-- or, well, all of one occasion, and she’d been upset and not quite in her right mind. She can’t willingly kiss a killer, it would-- it would make her, like... a traitor. Or... something. She isn’t sure what it would make her, but the fact that she can refuse him is one of the few bits of power and control she has in this place.

After a long pause - surprisingly patient, from him - he lets out a soft sigh.

“Right.” It’s hardly a murmur. Just a breath of acceptance. He raises one of her hands to his face and taps her fingers against his nose, then against his lips for the briefest moment before he lets her go. “There you go. Booped. Did your dare.”

#anon #full on ficlet #morreid #unwilling survivor #frank morrison #samswers is a pun and i'm not proud of it #god this is tooth rotting fluff xD

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marshmallowprotection · 4 years ago

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I’m allowed not to go to school tomorrow, which is a) a first and b) nice since I’m tired, won’t get my room until midnight last delay which would leave me dead tired & am clearly NOT in the right headspace to go there;;

That annoys me a bit because I don’t wanna have to catch up w/ my classes but I’m thankful I don’t have to, I don’t think I would’ve done wonder tomorrow

Anyway, until I get my room back I’m staying in M’s room! We played Mario Karts a bit and now we’re gonna watch videos on YouTube on her TV, and I have the döggie on me

We’ve had her for a week or so I believe, but we’re already fond of her, lol. Her name’s Rougail, she’s still a lil’ puppy and as you can see she’s dead tired already-

Yeah, try to take it easy for the time being and just let yourself focus on taking a big breath. It isn’t easy to get everything together or caught up, but it’s also not a good thing to force yourself to keep walking when you’re exhausted. It’s just a good idea to have a moment to recenter yourself in the universe! It will start to get back to where it needs to be, you just need to have some patience and be ready to wait it out.

If there’s one thing that can definitely induce serotonin, it’s the company of an animal and oh my God, that dog is so cute and I wanna boop its little snoot for fun. I will tap your little nose, doggy. Dream a little dream of chasing something, doggy.

#ask #mod kait #distoartion

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jezebeljade1980 · 4 years ago

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My babygirl Hope. I just wanna kiss and boop her little snoot. 🥰🥰🥰🥰

#ballpython #snake #reptile #so cute #lovely #rescue #python #my baby #hope

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noonmutter · 5 years ago

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Tell how you first met each of the wives and girlfriends and when you knew you were in love with them and when you actually said it. And the same for any boyfriends/male lovers you might have - how did you meet them. Are you in love with them? Inquiring minds want to know.

Oh jeez so quick disclaimer, Leon remembers all of these and while he can’t recite the calendar dates, he knows when they happened and it’s part of why he’s so damned loved. I, however, have a brain wholly reliant on logs and written records, and the logs for both of his wives were devoured in a WoWscribe glitch a few years ago. I roughly remember the sequence of events, but not when exactly these things happened; I can’t even remember the year reliably! Because of that, I/he approximate the story kind of a lot…

AND HOLY SHIT THIS IS LONG WOW

HAVE A CUT

Leon first meets Kaewynn at a get-together he stumbled across in Stranglethorn. It’s one of his earliest interactions in RP, actually; he still introduces himself as Cambor, and is still trapped in worgen form. He’s still homeless, still wanders a lot, and isn’t yet much of a cook. He chats with her a while, and the evening ends with her smooching him. He is mightily pleased with himself. (Fun fact, in Leon’s early months, he got a smooch–or more–from someone every single time I sent him out to RP even though he never once actively sought it, this is why I shake my fist at him for being so GOD DAMN charming)

Leon and Kaewynn just keep on running into each other off and on, mostly because he keeps attending the Meddler-run event, Inkwell, and Kaewynn (a member of the Silver Dragoons) shows up frequently. Eventually they slip away to have some fun together, because they’re both fine with flings and no-strings sex, and they’re both pretty keen on one another. Their first time (I believe) is in a mineshaft at the Dragoon garrison in alternate Draenor.

Time passes, he and Kaewynn get more and more affectionate and more and more time is spent walking off on their own to either talk or fuck or both. After one particularly interesting conversation in which Leon told her his real name and was able to shift out of worgen for for a few seconds, and she told him the meaning of hers, he baffledly admitted to the only witness, “I’m in real trouble, I think I’m in love.”

They went on their first proper Actually a Date in Ulduar, because he’d never been there and Kaewynn wanted to show it to him, having some pretty intimate knowledge of the place (spoiler alert she’s a robot that got hit with the curse of flesh no seriously she actually is).

Leon, despite being warned by a few people who knew Kaewynn that she didn’t really know what to do with the concept of love (long story, but it’s kinda literal–think “Data” here and you’ve got the gist of the problem), eventually confesses that he’s in love with her. This doesn’t go so hot, but she gives him a variation on the “just friends” speech and they both lie to themselves and each other and say that’s fine, and the rest of the night goes as originally intended, ending with Copious Amounts Of Fucking.

They are both emotionally underdeveloped idiots so of course they spend a while feeling more and more awkward and eventually Kaewynn breaks things off with him because she feels like she’s using him and …stuff. Like I said, they’re idiots.

And now we switch focus, and rewind a little because I’m pretty sure this is the part where the timing was both hilarious and infuriating.

Enter Pinapple.

A while back, Leon had seen a gnome woman throwing a bit of a tantrum at one of the Inkwell gatherings, though he hadn’t known why at the time. He eventually found out that it was because she’d been exposed to a shitload of radiation and was in a serious depressive spiral for some pretty good reasons (I don’t think it was actually cancer but it was basically cancer).

Being Leon, and being that he’d been given access to a kitchen and the opportunity to learn to cook, he sent this complete stranger a box of treats because hospital food sucks.

Months down the line, we come to the Silver Dragoons’ Halloween party. Pin has recovered after some risky surgeries n’stuff and is trottin’ about the place, shmoozin’ like y’do, and eventually comes across Leon. They got to talking, he got the chance to introduce himself properly, they eventually sat down to have drinks together. In probably the biggest spike of bravery she’d had for a long time before or since, she hit him with the equivalent of “Nice shoes, wanna fuck?” and they did.

He and Pin have a lot of fun together, and they romp along at a pretty good clip for about a month. Eventually during a bit of pillow talk, Pin accidentally says “I love you, you goofball” and they have a Serious Conversation in which he admits he’s not really at that same place, but it didn’t make things wierd at all. Pin being significantly more emotionally mature than Kaewynn, this works out better, and their friendship does not fall apart.

A bit later on, The Voice Of Reason happens and after he nearly dies and is recovering in the Dragoon garrison infirmary, Leon tells Pin he loves her, too.

LITERALLY THE NEXT DAY Kaewynn tells him she wants to reconcile and asks him to take her back. This was not planned, none of us knew it was going to happen, Kae’s mun didn’t know Leon and Pin had swapped L-words, I nearly threw up laughing. That same night, Leon and Pin and Kaewynn have the single most awkward relationship conversation they could possibly have, because oh by the way did I mention Kaewynn and Pin had been in a relationship once long before Leon ever showed up, and it’d ended because Kaewynn couldn’t do love? Because that’s a thing that happened.

Leon somehow managed not to go bald during all this.

Also he asked them to marry him the following February. Though they both said yes, the ceremony never did happen, and the events of Legion saw Pin dead and both Leon and Kaewynn horribly broken. The two of them sorta gently bullied their mutual friend, Rhiswyn, into performing the marriage between them, because one of the group dying made them worried they’d never get the chance.

Leon and Pin still haven’t formally wed, because after she came back, they were both quietly terrified that if they made it official, something else would rip it apart. They call each other husband and wife, but Pin’s the only one that isn’t actually married out of the trio.

It gets a bit harder for me after this, because I was terrible at tagging things for a while on tumblr and I cannot for the LIFE of me remember how I first encountered @safrona-shadowsun. The earliest posts I actually tagged under her tag, “fizzy,” were confessionals between him and the red courier at the Ledgermaine in Dalaran. Theirs is a very, very complex relationship, but it’s very easy to (over)simplify it:

Leon is a nurturer and he saw a lot of himself in Safrona, which is a terrible thing because he is incredibly depressed and prone to fits of self-loathing. He worried about her a lot when they first started hanging out, and he devoted a lot of energy to trying to draw her out of the incredibly thick shell she’d built around herself. As things progressed over ages and ages and ages, they became business partners, and she directed an acquaintance of hers his way.

Leon’s tradition up to that point had been to put the initials of serious lovers into his collar. Committed but unmarried is engraved (that’s P, for Pin), married is branded (that’s K, for Kaewynn).

Vandrysse… is hard for me to talk about. I only knew her mun for a little over a year before I received word that she had suddenly died.

Vandy is the reason I mention that Leon’s collar still has a nearly-faded “V” on it. She was the third woman he confessed he loved. That conversation was the last time I got to RP with her. I consider it a form of memorial to never let that V actually disappear no matter how long it’s been.

anyway moving on

I cannot actually remember which one happened first, meeting Murkey or confessing his attraction to Safrona, and tracking down the posts for the latter is not easy because Tumblr’s search engine is a JOKE. Regardless, Leon did confess to the courier after some years that he was in love with her, though I’m sure by that time she wasn’t really all that surprised beyond the way he presented it. It was downright artful, the boy was trying. But this is Safrona we’re talking about, and she gently but firmly shut him down, and that was the end of it. Though it made their friendship more than a little tense for a while, they’ve gotten over it by now. He still pines, but wouldn’t you? And he keeps that shit to himself, because not only did he get his answer, she’s now taken and quite happily so.

Murkey snoot-booped her way into Leon’s life one day and never quite left. I actually don’t remember if they met for the first time when she did that, or if he met her at a brothel first. They were both open and poly people, and they still are; he was perfectly okay with her disappearing for weeks or months at a time, as long as she sent word she was all right on occasion, and she was always delighted to find that he was still waiting for her whenever she came back. She’s a romantically skittish thing, so he was actually the first one to confess he had deeper feelings quite a ways into their relationship.

He’d hesitated to do so at all, in part because Safrona had commented that she thought he fell in love too easily and gave it too freely, implying that it wasn’t really that meaningful. Eventually he kicked that feeling in the dick and told her anyway, and though it took a long time, Murkey did eventually tell him she loved him back. She, like him, had realized it far sooner than she’d been willing to admit, for fear of ruining a good thing.

Amber is actually the most recent in the game–I am trying very hard not to call it a harem–and much like Safrona, developed first as a chance meeting that evolved into a business partnership and friendship. She helped design the logos and packaging for the Cookbook, and he sent her plenty of free food and ongoing orders for more boxes. She was a very reserved person, which he thought was kind of refreshing–after a while you sort of want to have some people who are just friends, no matter how fun fuckbuddies are–and she was quite wrapped up with her lover and eventual husband, an elf named Vaerinis.

Amber confessed to him first, and though he wasn’t quite in love with her, he was certainly open to exploring possibilities. These days, he loves her to pieces and though she’s Vae’s first, he is happy to be part of it.

Vaerinis is a happy bonus, too, though he hasn’t had much time to really develop feelings for the man as yet.

Leon doesn’t have a whole lot of male acquaintances in general, actually, and has not yet fallen in love with any or had any fall for him, that he knows about.

my hands hurt, I know I fucked up the timing a few times and I’m tired so I hope i didn’t forget anybody wooph

( @pinpep @shckaewynn @murkeyglglgl @safrona-shadowsun @theengraver @vaerinis )

#prompty things #leon #buhhhhhhhhhh #Anonymous

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geospark · 2 years ago

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This is painfully accurate. Apparently there is some "why are you calling dolphins rapist!?" Discourse in the comments. So I'ma clear it up.

As one person stated, yes it is physically and scientifically [idk how but SCIENCE IS SCIENCE] proven they do rape almost anything, they've dragged corpses of things down to the blimey deep and raped them. They'll also get themselves high from pufferfish stings because they are addicted to it. It's true, dark and insane, and most of all dolphins are not you're friend.

I'm sorry I just love sharks and hate dolphins. They're cruel. And literal sharks act as giant water breathing dogs that can and will put their snoot on you're lap. They are gentle but have bad eyesight. Bites from sharks are mostly from agitated and provoked ones. It is recommended if they approach you, don't splash and remain calm, it's gonna boop ya once but if you don't want it near gently put your hand on its snout and push it to the side in front of you. It will comply. If you make yourself look like prey it's gonna think you're food, you just need to understand it's a creature that knows semi right from wrong and is only trying to do what it knows. Sharks are very smart and important to the ecosystem.

an amazing story I wanna share; this diver saw a hook attached to the shark on the outside, she went to get the hook off of it, it of course riggled a little, but after it went away and calmed down, it came back to stay near her. It showed no signs of aggression. After a few times removing hooks from several sharks, they started to communicate with each other and they came to her en masse, they even laid their big ol snoot on her lap and let her pet it.

So please consider the huge difference sharks and dolphins have between them, sharks are gentle giants. Dolphins are bastardious scumbags.

#long post #i got riled by the ignorant comments pardon me

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aspidities · 7 years ago

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I miss your snake 101 classes. So, random snake topic please?

Anything for you my dear heart! ❤️

Hmmm…Snake topics, snake topics.

-I once had to feed a two-headed snake. Each head ate its own prey. I have no idea how it handled digestion.

-I’ve seen a snake try to eat it’s own tail. Didn’t end well.

-Once I was in a pit of actual rattlesnakes and didn’t get bit, wandered around and took pictures and actually sat down at one point. ‘Rattlesnake roundups’ are the dumbest things ever and anyone who thinks a pit of venomous snakes is impressive and terrifying, has a) likely never realized how many pits of venomous snakes they live near, all the time, every day, and b)never been in said pit.

-Corn snakes are one of the most lively, funny, friendly, interesting little worms out there, and they come in a variety of lovely genetically-created colors, but the plain old red is frankly the most striking. I used to pish tosh them as ‘beginner snakes’ (I’m somewhat of a snake elitist, can’t you tell? 😏) but after taking on a badly burned rescue, I’ve completely changed my tune, and it’s all thanks to Beaker.

Beaker is a normal 6’ female corn snake who was abandoned to die after being set on fire in a trash can in a public park. A park ranger found her and alerted ODFW, who called me. I took her on a as a ‘foster and rehab’ project, but she quickly grew on me. If any animal has cause to fear and hate humans, it’s this one, and she’s a snake; no one would blame her for being nasty. But she isn’t. She’s one of the nicest snakes I own, and is calm enough to be handled by children or fearful adults alike. My desk chair is often backed toward her cage, and she comes out to rest her head near me and watch what I’m doing with keen interest. None of my other snakes do that. I’m charmed by her daily. Give a corn snake a chance, if you’d like to try a pet snake. I find them just darling.

-I find ball pythons, on the other hand, fairly contentious. I like the funny fat little fellas, but I often find them to be fairly overbred and boring. They’re the common ‘boop the snoot snek’ that you see in memes and those are often what I get tagged in, and I gotta be honest, those aren’t the snakes I tend to like. I think they’re kinda dull, honestly. Plus the people that own them tend to rub me the wrong way. As with most things, it’s the breeders and the fantasists that are the problem. We’re at odds, ball python types and I, because I DON’T want to over-commercialize snakes the way some dog breeds have been, and I DON’T necessarily want to spread their appeal or make them look ‘cute’. Ball python people tend to like ball pythons, and not other snakes, because other snakes act like…well, like actual fucking snakes and not pet rocks. Those same people then wonder why they can’t keep other species of snakes in windowless drawers with very little interaction (google ‘snake rack’ and try not to feel like it’s a puppy mill, because it essentially is) and abandon their breeding projects at the drop of a hat to be rescued by folks like me…who rage against their machine but can’t say no to a sob story.

I….might have a personal vendetta against ball python breeders. Which isn’t to say that I haven’t rescued them before and I will again; they’re always around because memes are popular but research is not.

Anyway, anyone have a more specific snake topic? Wanna know about my fasciotomy scars? Want to know about wrangling Cuban crocs for my internship or labeling frogs in NZ? Blood python breeding? Chameleon care?

Come at me with dem reptile asks, your Resident Serpent Queen is waiting. 🐍

#ask me #lea posts #snake asks

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