#I was originally to ask what’s the most popular

[sonicexelle-junkary]

I gotta ask as I’ve just recently read some of HungryHero and I gotta say the writing is fantastic. As a writer myself I want to ask what gave you the idea to write the story to begin with? If someone hasn’t asked already of course

I’m glad you enjoyed it! I really do enjoy writing for that au (as difficult as it might me).

The main thing for HH— and any au I have— is derived from personal trauma or stressful parts in my life, along with just general curiosity or interest. I use my stories more as a form of a coping mechanism. Also, I just use it to have fun with any idea that comes across my head.

The idea for HungryHero initially came after an extreme change in my life, which made me very upset and angry and I needed an outlet. This was at the time where Sonic.exe became popular again, so I also wanted to make a fairly edgy AU (inadvertently originally making him an exe).

The idea that initially kickstarted the whole “cannibalistic Sonic” idea came from a small web comic We Need to Talk About Tails. Eventually morphing into the original version of HungryHero.

After the first act was completed, I took a small break, eventually coming back to it and realizing exactly how dark, edgy, and out of character it was, so I completely rewrote it to be more in line with how the characters would act in each situation. While my AU’s are often mostly not cannon, I still like to keep them at least somewhat consistent to their cannon counterparts, it makes things a lot more interesting.

Sonic does still get mischaracterized in HungryHero as some crazy murder cannibal (fair, he was like that for a while). But more recently he’s been written with the thought “what would happen if Sonic began craving flesh?” Knowing how Sonic usually acts, and adding a little bit more emotion in order to sympathize with him better

I still get shit on for HH because it’s my most popular AU. A lot of people don’t understand that it’s not SUPPOSED to be cannon, so they shit on certain plot points and facts (that are often outdated). If they just hate him because I made him trans. As if that’s even the main focus of the damn story.

Even with the struggles, I still love this AU to death, and I hope I can continue it for everyone who’s been waiting.

[awakefor48hours]

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Remember: this is about normal/everyday Parisians who live in the Miraculous Ladybug universe. We've seen actual debate on whether or not Rena Rouge has a crush on Cat Noir or Carapace before so people feel strongly about this topic in universe.

[primdaisy]

new (…?) cafe in town

[woolmasterleel]

How do I even introduce him again.. Here's the man himself, Kisaki!! I am so happy to finally have an updated ref for him! His other ref is almost five years old...

Honestly working on this and Tagashei's ref just made me so happy, I gave them both slight redesigns and I'm very happy! As always, info below! o(*°▽°*)o

Dr. Kisaki Hizarou

213 cm tall (without heels)

Male

Limbo-Altered Entity (partial)

Tagashei’s husband and Alice’s father!

A famous scientist known for his breakthrough research in organ creation.

Initially a withdrawn, shy individual, Kisaki became his energetic (and somewhat scary) self overtime due to his constant exposure to deities being taken to Limbo.

At the time, he didn’t know anyone else who could understand Limbo, nor could he tell anyone. This ate away at him constantly.

When they were both human, Kisaki spent most of his time desperately trying to perfect his organ creation, so he could make a new heart for Tagashei, who was in dire need of one.

Unfortunately, Kisaki’s life was cut short just as he started making progress.

He was unruly after his passing, not taking the moment to decide which kind of deity he wanted to become, he ran into the demon realm while trying to find a way back to save Tagashei.

It is because of his urgency to get out that his biology didn’t properly adjust to his new demon form. His heart failed to properly form the chamber responsible for magic production. Kisaki didn’t care.

It is hard to pinpoint when Kisaki finally snaps and becomes his seemingly careless, laugh-at-everything attitude, but it is most likely around the time he found Tagashei’s grave.

Not knowing what to do now, he continued his work, creating a heart for Tagashei.

Feeling as though he failed him, he approached the local hospital with his work.

Years later, Kisaki and Tagashei reconnect. They work to create Alice. Kisaki’s organ creation extended beyond organs, he was able to create an entire human in a lab.

A few years later, Kisaki is approached by Mirror Kagami. He offers him a position in a lab specializing in disease creation for the purpose of fighting against them. Kisaki is immediately suspicious, but agrees to join.

He created the first sample of Rapid Corpus- a disease which is supposed to target only angels and demons, rapidly promoting bone and blood production to a fatal degree.

Kisaki then kills this sample in front of the head researchers. When they demand he create another one, he refuses. When they ask him for his notes on creating it, he smiles and says there are none. He calls them out, knowing why they wanted such a fatal disease so carelessly created.

Kisaki promptly causes the lab to explode, killing a large number of angels.

This severely throws off the balance of powers. Galvarium appears to take him to Limbo. She is confused and shocked to see Kisaki.

He explains his reasoning. Hearing Mirror’s name is enough for Galvarium to believe him.

Kisaki is released from Limbo not long after, thus being only a partial LAE.

When Kisaki returns to his family, he isolates himself from Tagashei- he knew he was being watched by Mirror’s organization, and didn’t want Tagashei being killed again because of him.

Finding out years later that Tagashei’s body mutated the Rapid Corpus disease made him extremely happy. Not only was he immune to any targeted attacks from Mirror’s organization, but now he could study Tagashei’s Mad Rabbit form, and create a mutated strain of the disease for defense purposes.

During the final arc is when Kisaki reaches his complete Limbo form, known as Alpha Decay Kisaki.

During their fight with Reflection of Mirror β, Kisaki (as Alpha Decay) and Tagashei (as Mad Rabbit) form Monarchy of Hearts.

He is part of the Court of Limbo (which consists of Galvarium, Pandora, Fate, and Medlo)!

Here's some design notes!

Kisaki's hair usually looks like normal hair, but he sometimes appears to have molecule structures floating around. How he does this, no one knows.

Kisaki purposefully wears the loudest shoes possible- it lets people know he's approaching, giving them a head start if they need to leave.

His wedding ring was made by Tagashei!

He does have the emblem visible on Alpha Decay with him prior to reaching that state, but keeps it in his pocket.

His blood is really bright green, he probably modified it to be that colour.

His eyes flicker like radiation caught on camera, that sort of fuzzy texture.

You will never see him without his coat.

He has four black earrings- two on each ear.

He needs his glasses to see well, he can manage without them but he prefers wearing them.

I'm attaching Alpha Decay here too because again I'll take any chance to show him off...

And of course I have him and Tagashei together! I worked on their refs on the same canvas so they're actually to scale with each other (✿◕‿◕✿)

They'll kick your ass

[unexpectedbrickattack]

Did you fully take that "both of them want to bottom" comic from popular furry artist skunkes or ????

I almost didnt want to answer this bc u got their whole government name out here without slashes; I dont want them to look up their own name and see this silly blog 😭😭

I think take is an AWFUL strong word where nothing is even remotely traced or copied 😭😭😭 I like their art alot and I when i was thinking about this specific scenario i was like ‘i am so sure someone did a comic w this exact vibe 🤔’ I love them but um. I do not think he owns the concept of ‘two men want to bottom and they are unable to communicate that easily’

[landinrris]

hi! not so much an ask, more just a message in general. my friends and i have been doing all sorts of deep dives into the whole martin & lando situation and are very invested in the entire thing, i'm talking archives, created a calendar with entries just for them with photos and liks to the source, power point presentations with the timeline (hello sophie ❤️) the list goes on. we've looked into loads of stuff and noticed patterns and connections and have been predicting things the past two weeks that then happened just the way we said they would. even made a bingo board a few days ago and were already able to cross two things off lol. so yes. quite invested.

it just makes us really really really happy to see two such amazing and kind and lovely and humble people who found each other and fit so so so well together, make each other so happy.

i created this account to post about them, keep up with stuff, share stuff. now since i think you are the most popular norrix account out there rn, i wanted to know if maybe you could share this so that other people who are interested in this whole development as well can follow me so i can follow them back and i just find more people to connect with?

(also if anybody is ever looking for a source, photo, video, date of anything connected to them, we probably have it and don't hesitate to reach out!)

damn did i leave my google docs signed in somewhere? 😅

Real talk, I love that you and your friends are having fun with everything. I also love that you've started an account about it. It's fun to look at things from both a zoomed-out perspective as well as zooming in. My own chat has been known to pop off at the drop of a link or old screenshot, so I totally get you.

[ultrainfinitepit]

For the possibility of doing the pride angel recolors; would those be a part of the campaign or just future shop stock?

Future shop stock (ideally for Pride Month next year) - and it would probably be just for the most popular designs or any that sell out.

[quibbs126]

The good thing about having a new roommate is that I can spend an hour explaining the lore of whatever my hyperfixation is

This time it was Berserk

[burinazar]

when i mention that i have the most individual MiA fics out of any author on AO3 i am not bragging. mostly i am sad about this. fic scene is very small, total of ~200 works in all languages

i am also always noting that the characters i'm likely to read/write about aren't the same ones as the characters most of the rest of the already-small fic reader and writer scene for The Hole Show is likely to read/write about. so the following results aren't news to me

but i hadn't thought to actually compare character tags for the whole fandom to character tags for my work, and the sheer disparity between 'tags of the fandom' and 'tags of the author who wrote the most individual fics in that fandom' is...funny lol. (left: MiA tag as a whole's most tagged characters; right: ebilfic's most tagged characters

[jesterchao]

PEOPLE WHO LIKE KNUCKLES

what do you like most / what are your favorite depictions for u of his character ??

I am doing Research TM have my own opinions but I'm curious to hear other peoples!!

[beyondthetemples-ooc]

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[prokopetz]

Folks act like "maybe the author isn't the final authority about what their work means" is some wanky post-modern nonsense and not a simple recognition that a lot of authors are perfectly prepared to bullshit about their own work. Like, leaving big-name popular media aside, I have personally encountered authors being actively disingenuous about their own work for all of the following reasons:

A true answer wouldn't fit the image they've cultivated.

They've decided they like the explanation the readers/viewers have come up with better than what they actually had in mind.

Something that was originally intended as a standalone work ended up growing into a franchise or series, and now they're pretending that was the plan all along for some reason.

They don't want to admit that the bit you're asking about is genuinely just a plot hole.

The real answer gets into some shit they don't care to discuss, so they've prepared a cover story to explain away the parts they don't want to talk about.

Their politics have changed since they wrote it, but they don't want to acknowledge that, so they're constantly trying to re-interpret everything they've ever written to be perfectly consistent with whatever their positions are this week.

They wrote it decades ago and they honestly don't remember what they were thinking at the time, so they're just making shit up; sometimes they also don't remember what shit they made up the last time, so the answer is different every time they're asked.

The work in question is at least partly autobiographical and they can't tell the truth without confessing to a crime in the process.

Most of the good bits are plagiarised and they don't really understand it themselves.

They're lying to you on purpose, for evil reasons.

[celestial-kestrel]

It's that time of year again where Mari Lwyd starts to be talked about and shared around and an INCREDIBLY misleading post gets shared a lot. As someone who grew up with Mari Lwyd I wanted to clear some things up.

Also hello, if you are unaware who Mari Lwyd is. This is about the Welsh tradition of the horse skull who visits houses during the Christmas to New Years period in Wales asking for alcohol.

First off and probably the most important one:

Mari Lwyd is not a cryptid!

I can not emphasise this enough. She. Is. Not. A. Cryptid. There is no story or mystery about a ghost or zombie horse roaming the Welsh valleys. She's not even supposed to be a ghost or a zombie. It's just a horse skull on a stick with a guy under a sheet. She's a hobbyhorse and a folk character used to tell Welsh stories and keep songs alive. When people spread the misinformation that she's a cryptid, it's the equivalent of saying Kermit the Frog is a cryptid.

She is actually only one character in a wider cast of characters who go door to door or, in more modern times, pub to pub. The cast of characters can change town to town and village to village but there are some common ones I see time and time again. The Leader, the Merryman, The Jester and The Lady are just some I see regularly. Punch and Judy used to be more popular a few years ago but I haven't seen them in a while as their tradition has mostly fallen out of popularity. In most cases, almost the whole cast will be played by men. Even the characters are considered and referred to as female. Though this again depends and varies by which group is partaking in the Mari Lwyd tradition.

This point also goes onto my second point,

Mari Lwyd does not rap.

I think this comes from a very common misunderstanding of what rap is vs spoken word. Rap is a very specific style of music originating from the African American communities of the USA and has it's own structure and motifs unique to it. It's a lot more complex than people give it credit for as a style of music and just flippantly assign anything similar to it as being rap. If someone is talking fast or reciting poetry, it is not rap. Or anything that is an exchange of words between two people is not a rap battle. Mari Lwyd does not do rap, actually something that gets left out of these posts is the fact Mari Lwyd does not even speak. It's actually the Leader, who does all the speaking and song based banter between the house/pub owner for entry. Mari Lwyd just clicks her mouth, bites people and bobs her head around.

I think Mari Lwyd is a really beautiful and unique part of Welsh culture. She's not actually as wildly celebrated as a lot of the posts make her out to be. Actually, I think most Welsh people themselves learn about Mari Lwyd through the internet as well. Her popularity is increasing thanks to the drive of local groups wanting to keep the traditions alive and a renewed desire to document Welsh traditions before they're gone. Which is why it's such a shame that she's turned into something she's not to earn horror points on the internet. I think this is why it bothers me so much to see the misunderstandings of the culture and the folk tradition. Mari Lwyd's origin is very hot debated as well as how long it's been going on for. But I think it's thanks to a lot of traditions like this that the Welsh language and our stories weren't lost forever. Welsh culture is recovering as is the language. But it's still in a very fragile place. I think it's why it's important to document and correct information when it's spread.

Anyway, if you want to see the tradition in action, here's a lovely video from the Cwmafan RFC going to one of the pubs for charity. It includes the song exchange with the pub owner for entry and the whole pub singing and joining in once Mari Lwyd and the rest are inside.

As well with another video from St Fagan's showcasing the more traditional and door to door form with the larger cast.

[cakemoney]

you ever watch someone you genuinely care about and respect get into very bizarre twitter beef. and just go. ohhhhh girl i think you're probably in a bad mood because of other stuff going on but to the strangers on the internet you just look like a massive asshole

[inkskinned]

i think one of the reasons glass onion is so fun is that it just... loves the audience back.

so many popular movies and shows these days thrive on a sort of bitter engagement with their fans - where the fans are dismissed as being stupid, annoying, and needlessly angry. we are constantly positioned as being less intelligent as the writers.

so much of "spoiler-free" movie-making relies on writers getting away with one twist in their work, regardless of if that twist was earned. the work doesn't actually have any rewatch value or interesting writing - because they think "good writing" is about "pulling one over" on the audience. they don't focus on making interesting characters or storylines or good endings - they focus on fooling you. glass onion, meanwhile, has faith that the audience has figured the ending out, and that we'll watch anyway, because we love the characters.

so many adaptions of older works... kind of seem to hate the original work. they're done without passion. they're done almost as if checking off a box. so many of them openly mock the audience for enjoying the original, almost directly telling us that we are fools for ever having loved something.

but glass onion. loves the audience. it knows that many of the people watching are mystery-lovers. it is an homage that feels love towards the original works it references. it knows we also love those works; and instead of trying to disparage those works, it allows us to celebrate them.

one of my favorite things about it - and maybe why i found it so satisfying - is that this movie isn't trying to tell you it's the smartest, bestest, most-clever detective story. instead, it asks itself what is satisfying and exciting for the audience? and actually gives us that payoff. it's bright, colorful, and fucking fun.

just... more of this please. i'm very bored of nihilism and grittiness and "shock value" writing. put the love back in. let us love unironically. have your work say i love you too. thank you for sharing this story.

[wadewnstonwilson]

need you close;

summary: when your busy schedule leaves logan feeling neglected, he craves your attention in his own way—by showing up with small, thoughtful gestures and lingering touches that hint at his pent-up need. despite his rugged exterior, logan’s vulnerability shines through as he tries to remind you he’s still there, waiting.

word count: 1k

a/n: okay so this was originally a headcanon idea but this was my most popular headcanon so I definitely wanted to post it as a one shot! always feel free to leave an ask if you guys want anymore logan themed headcanons or fics!

Logan wasn’t used to being ignored. Or at least, not by you. It had been weeks since you’d been swamped with work, and while you appreciated his support, you couldn’t help but feel the strain on your relationship. He’d never say it, not out loud at least, but Logan was needy, and he craved your attention like nothing else.

The soft scratch of a pen met your ears, but you didn’t even look up from your laptop. Logan stood by the counter, lazily scribbling something on a piece of paper. He’d been in and out of your office all day, never staying long but always making his presence known. His scent—musky, earthy, all Logan—lingered long after he’d leave. It used to comfort you, but now it only reminded you of the time you couldn’t give him.

You sighed, leaning back in your chair. “Logan, I’m really busy.”

Without missing a beat, he crossed the room and placed a steaming cup of your favorite coffee on the desk. His fingers lingered, brushing against yours as he slid the cup toward you. You glanced up and caught the faintest smirk on his lips.

“Thought you could use a pick-me-up,” he grumbled, leaning in closer. His warm breath fanned over your cheek, and you could feel the tension melt from your muscles, despite how desperately you needed to focus. “Been workin’ too hard.”

“Thanks,” you muttered, trying to sound casual, but your voice betrayed you. The way his hands rested on your shoulders—rough yet tender—sent shivers down your spine. He started massaging the knots in your shoulders, his fingers kneading the tension from your overworked muscles. You hadn’t realized how much you missed this—missed him—until now.

“You need a break, darlin’,” Logan muttered, his voice low and rough, sending a familiar heat through your body. “Can’t have you burnin’ out on me.”

You chuckled, but the sound was weak. “I’ll take a break soon, I promise.”

Logan let out a soft grunt, clearly unsatisfied with your answer. But instead of arguing, he pulled back, leaving a small note on the corner of your desk before disappearing from the room. You picked it up, your heart softening at the sight of his messy handwriting: Missin’ you. Don’t forget to take a break.

For a moment, you considered following him. You could see the hurt in his eyes, the frustration simmering just beneath the surface. But you had deadlines to meet, work piling up faster than you could keep up with. You’d make it up to him later—at least, that’s what you kept telling yourself.

The next few days were more of the same. Logan was always around, but never directly demanding your attention. He’d leave notes scattered around your workspace—short, sweet messages like Thinkin’ ‘bout you or We’re overdue for some time together. He brought you food, sometimes your favorite meal, other times just a snack to keep you going. He’d make excuses to touch you, his hands lingering on your back or brushing against your arm as he walked by.

But you noticed the shift. His touches were growing more possessive, more intense, as if he was trying to remind you that he was still here, waiting for you to give him the attention he so desperately needed.

One evening, you returned home from a long day at work, exhausted and drained. You dropped your bag by the door and collapsed on the couch, barely managing to kick off your shoes. Within seconds, Logan was beside you, pulling you into his lap without a word.

“Logan, I’m—”

“Shh.” His arms wrapped around you, and you could feel the weight of his need in the way he held you, so tight you thought he might never let go. “You’re always busy, darlin’. Let me take care of you.”

The frustration in his voice was clear, but so was the affection. He wasn’t angry—he was hurt. Hurt that you hadn’t been giving him the time he needed. You felt a pang of guilt as you melted into his embrace, feeling the heat of his body against yours.

“I’m sorry,” you whispered, your head resting against his chest. His heart thudded steadily beneath your ear, a comforting sound that you hadn’t realized you’d missed. “I’ve been so caught up in work, I didn’t mean to—”

“Stop apologizin’,” Logan interrupted, his voice softer than before. He buried his face in your hair, inhaling deeply. “Just... don’t do it again, alright? I miss you.”

You nodded, your heart aching at the vulnerability in his voice. Logan wasn’t the type to openly express his emotions, but the way he held you now—tight, protective, needy—said more than words ever could.

He pressed a kiss to the top of your head, his lips lingering against your hair. “I’ve been patient,” he muttered, his voice rumbling through his chest. “But I need you. Not just here, but with me. You get what I’m sayin’?”

“I do,” you replied softly, shifting to look up at him. His eyes met yours, and you could see the raw emotion swirling in them—jealousy, frustration, but above all, love. “I’m sorry I haven’t been around much.”

Logan grunted, but this time there was a hint of a smile tugging at his lips. “Guess I can forgive you, but only ‘cause I know how hard you’ve been workin’. Just don’t make a habit of it.”

You laughed, feeling the tension in your chest ease. “I’ll try not to.”

He leaned down, brushing his lips against yours in a soft, lingering kiss that made your heart race. You could feel the heat of his need, the way he poured every bit of his pent-up affection into the kiss. It was almost overwhelming, but in the best way possible.

When he pulled back, his forehead rested against yours, his breath warm against your lips. “I’m not gonna stop remindin’ you I’m here,” he said, his voice low and rough. “You’re mine, darlin’. Don’t forget that.”

You smiled, your fingers tracing the edge of his jaw. “I won’t forget.”

For the first time in weeks, you allowed yourself to relax completely in his arms, savoring the warmth of his touch and the strength of his embrace. Logan wasn’t one to be needy often, but when he was, it only made you fall harder for him.

And maybe, just maybe, it was exactly what you needed too.