#Mud Briar

[stevetwisp]

another quick ship doodle, requested on twitter

mud briar and maud pie going on a walk and pointing out sticks and stones together

[glowfangs]

Fatherhood is the most rewarding thing Mudbriar has ever done! ... Is what he would've said before there were six of these things running around.

He loves them

[mylittlechook]

Haven't posted my art here in a bit, so I felt like sharing some random designs from my next gens!

To learn more about my next gens, check them out here!

[shippingismagicbracket]

BIT PARTS!

[metataxy]

MLP FiM S9 E11

"Mud Briar's been turned to stone?" asks Sunburst, horrified.

"I didn't think I could love him any more," she says, gaze full of affection and awe.

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BAHAHAHAHA. Oh gawd. I really wish we'd gotten to see Mud Briar's reaction to Timber Wolves, he probably would have asked Fluttershy to help him study them.

[kissandships]

Not Squilliam. But Adam Kirchner does a very good job at it!

Wait a minute, wait a minute.

Is… is that… Squilliam???

[universalheart]

? I don’t even like pink and blue that much

[vampiricsheep]

the way astarion wants freedom but sees power as the truest form of it vs the way ram is so sick of powerful entities toying with him and others that he'll do anything to help astarion gain whatever he considers freedom...

And so instead of escaping the struggles that have defined them they simply repeat them. Cazador isn't completely gone, because astarion steps into his place. And ram cedes himself body and soul to a man who will become everything he always thought he hated.

Astarion said once that he never understood how long eternity could be until he was under cazador's boot. I think ram may have the same realization when he finally realizes what he's become.

[lulabyess]

had the sudden urge to ponify captive prince out of all books

[epicbuddieficrecs]

Favorite Season 6 fics

So these used to be called "Fic recs for my BFF", but unfortunately I was unable to sway her to buddie, so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ these are just for me now (and you guys too I guess 😅)

Season 6

🔥Curl Up in My Heart and Let Me Keep You by letmetellyouaboutmyfeels/ @letmetellyouaboutmyfeels (Animal Transformation | 10K | Teen): When an orange tabby cat starts hanging around the Diaz house, Eddie doesn't think anything of it. The little guy's cute and cuddly, and seems to always know when Eddie's having a bad time. Weird how the cat's never around when Buck is, though.

🔥let the world have its way with you by fleetinghearts/ @shitouttabuck (Post-Coma AU | 54K | Explicit): “It’s just that—I died,” Buck continues, voice unsteady enough that Eddie wonders if this is the first time he’s acknowledged that out loud. “I died, and there’s so much more. There’s so much more I want to do, things I don’t even know I want to do yet, and I almost had the chance to have and live them taken away. I don’t want to die and regret missing out on everything else, Eddie.” “So let’s make a list,” Eddie says. “Let’s do them.” or, a bucket list that’s really about buck needing to make a change and an eddie who’s ready to do anything to see him fall in love with life again. it takes some crossing off for eddie to realise—the thing at the top of the list in his own heart? it’s been right here all along

🔥like a dog with a bird at your door by fleetinghearts/ @shitouttabuck (Post-S6, Getting Together | 51K | Explicit): The kid with blood pouring down his shins is not so far from the dog lonely enough that he thinks breaking his housetraining is worth it for the ten minutes of berating that come with it, the ten minutes of undivided, if reluctant, attention. Buck thinks, sometimes, that at least he wasn’t the kind of puppy that gets put in a sack and drowned at birth. He wasn’t always unwanted. And he isn’t anymore. or, evan “i love you like a dog” buckley has only ever known how to love like, well, a dog, but maybe eddie diaz is the kinda guy to give a flea-bitten mongrel a forever home

🔥Something Dumb to Do by glorious_spoon/ @glorious-spoon (Post-S6, Getting Together | 8K | Explicit): "Too bad we can't just date each other." Eddie laughs. "What?" "No, I'm serious!" Buck sets his beer down, the better to gesture with both hands, face lighting up, and Eddie just—he really loves the guy, okay. Ridiculous as he is. "It would be so much easier! You wouldn't have to introduce a new person to Chris—he already likes me anyway—and you could tell Pepa so she'll stop setting you up on dates that don't go anywhere—" "And what would you get out of this?" Eddie asks, grinning. — Or: Buck and Eddie try something out together. (Part 1 of homeward bound)

🔥find a way to you (if it kills me) by foxwatson/ @eddiediazes (Post S6E13: Mixed Feelings, Pining | 19K | Mature): It’s something about the way Eddie phrases it. Something about the combination of his words and the way he’s staring down at the floor, and the flush in his cheeks and the way he’s fidgeting. Buck thinks, abruptly, he’s going to ask me on a date. “Well I - wanted to tell you first, and I need someone to watch Chris, anyways - I know he’s getting old enough now he doesn’t like feeling like he’s got a babysitter, so I was hoping - sorry. Not the point. Uh. I have a date on Saturday.” Just as abruptly as his own hopes had come soaring up above the cloud cover of his own unawareness - they go crashing back down to the floor - to the basement, and into the mud. “A date?” Buck rasps out. — the one where eddie decides to start dating again, buck figures out his own feelings just a minute too late, and then he spends a week going through the five stages of grief

🔥Being Eddie by Daisies_and_Briars/ @cal-daisies-and-briars (Time Travel, Post-S6, Getting Together | 80K | Teen): When Eddie starts seeing a new therapist, he’s presented with the opportunity to revisit several days from his past and right regrets that still bother him. OR: Eddie goes through the time travel therapy process of the 2009 Canadian TV show Being Erica.

🔥 Evan Buckley & The Coma-Verse of Madness by Daisies_and_Briars/ @cal-daisies-and-briars (Coma AU, Multiverse | 58K | Teen): After being struck by lightning on a call, Buck experiences a plethora of alternate realities showing him different directions his life could have taken. Fighting hard to get home, Buck learns what, or who, is important to him in every lifetime.

🔥 Both Blade and Branch by Daisies_and_Briars/ @cal-daisies-and-briars (Post-S6 | 62K | Mature): The chances of being struck by lightning twice are incredibly minute, but Buck still manages to pull it off. During a double date with Marisol and Natalia, nonetheless. Eddie manages to resuscitate him, but as Buck recovers from yet another trauma, Eddie can’t help but notice there’s something very different about him. He’s not quite sure what version of Buck he got back.

🔥 where all of the people dancing and clapping would greet me with such warmth by trysetmeonfire/ @try-set-me-on-fire (Season 6, Magical Realism | 15K | Mature): In the fall, Buck begins to disappear. (or: Buck can see that people become transparent when they're about to die) (Part 2 of All I Am, All That I Am)

🔥 Ace of Hearts by glorious_spoon/ @glorious-spoon (Post-S6, Getting Together | 9K | Teen): "I've been wondering…" Maddie pauses, watches Buck make a face like he's bracing to be smacked. "What happened with Eddie? You two were dancing around it for so long, and then… what, it just didn't work out? Was the date really that bad?" She's expecting another wince, or even for him to duck out of the conversation entirely, but instead Buck is staring at her like she's grown a second head. "Maddie. I've never been on a date with Eddie." Or: the poker game was a date. It takes Buck a while to catch on, though.

🔥 situations, circumstances, miscommunications ( i just may like some explanations ) by heartbeatdiaz / @lonelychicago (Didn't Know They Were Dating | 4K | Teen): "You didn't know?" Eddie asks, calmer but not less confused. He frowns. "How could you not know?" "You never said anything?" Buck tilts his head to the side. "We were dating?” “I guess not,” Eddie sighs. His heart is beating a little faster, an unpleasant buzz beneath his skin as he all but chokes on a feeling he can’t quite name— it could be hurt or disappointment or maybe a mix of both. In that moment, he knows three things very clearly. 1. Buck is going to be the death of him. 2. He is in love with the most dense, most oblivious man on planet Earth. 3. He is too gay and, honestly, too old for this shit.

🔥listen to you breathing (is where I wanna be) by Yavilee/ @theladyyavilee (Presumed Dead | 41K | Teen): The thing is – and Eddie should have known this, has been taught this cruel lesson over and over and over again – the thing is most of the time the worst day of your life will start like just any other day. A million small moments, so familiar and mundane you almost don’t even notice them slipping by - until you would give anything to go back and get just one more. (You can’t.) — Or the one where Buck is presumed dead after a building collapse and Eddie has to live through the reminder that tomorrow isn't promised to anyone

🔥Eddie Diaz vs The Feelings by ElvenSorceress/ @elvensorceress (Season 6, Sexuality Crisis, Demisexual Eddie | 62K | Explicit): Eddie dives into the mysteries of attraction, romantic love, and asexuality because there's a good chance he's fallen in love with his best friend. AKA demisexual!Eddie figures out he’s demi and finds the happily ever after he’s been longing for

🔥tomorrow will always and forever now be today (tomorrow is our always and forever) by withmeornotatall/ @chronicowboy (Post-S6, Time Loop | 43K | Mature): "Think I can get a hug from my best man on my wedding day?" he asks, quietly hopeful in a way that makes Eddie want to tear off his skin. "Sure," Chris replies with a shrug, turning to throw Eddie a cheeky grin. "Dad, Buck needs a hug." Two things happen at once then: Eddie has to plaster on a smile authentic enough to convince the one person on this planet that knows him inside out—except he doesn't really have to fake his smile, not at first, because of number two—he sees groom-Buck for the first time. And groom-Buck is every bit as beautiful as Eddie might have imagined him over the years. For a moment, Eddie falls into the greatest betrayal his brain has ever laid out for him, imagining that he might have got to see Buck like this for the first time from the other end of the aisle— (OR: eddie gets trapped in a time loop on the day buck marries natalia)

🔥 Muscle Memory by Daisies_and_Briars/ @cal-daisies-and-briars (Post-S6, Amnesia AU | 40K | Teen): After a disappointment in his personal life, Buck wakes up one morning to find everyone he loves has forgotten him completely. No memories. No recognition. Almost like he was never really there.

🔥 but i can see all along, love (it was you all the way down) by diazchristopher/ @captain-hen (Post-S6, Time Loop | 28K Mature): He puts his laptop away after a bit, and paces the length of his apartment as he tries to take stock of the situation at hand. One: The date is March 22nd, 2024. Two: It has been March 22nd for 3 days now. Three: Buck is trapped in some kind of time loop that is forcing him to relive this day. Four: Eddie is, apparently, in love with him. And. And. Five: Buck doesn’t feel the same way.

🔥 a blaze in the dark by woodchoc_magnum/ @woodchoc-magnum (Post-S6, Eddie Coming Out | 117K | Explicit): Set post-Season 6, where Buck has inadvertently sacrificed his friendship with Eddie in order to focus on his new relationship with Natalia, and is shocked when Eddie comes out to the team and subsequently reveals that he is dating a guy.

AUs

🔥Nothing Left But You by Daisies_and_Briars/ @cal-daisies-and-briars ("Blip" AU, Post-S4E13: Suspicion | 27K | Teen | Warning: MCD): In May of 2021, 25% of Earth's population suddenly disappears. Including Eddie. In May of 2026, they all come back. Eddie finds himself suddenly in the middle of a world he doesn't recognize, where the people he loves most have changed significantly.

🔥 Your Love is an Oil Slick (It Glows like Rainbows, It Stains My Soul) by letmetellyouaboutmyfeels/ @letmetellyouaboutmyfeels (Canon Divergent - Supernatural Elements, Ghost Buck | 67K | Explicit): When Eddie's son claims he has an imaginary friend, Eddie doesn't think much of it. Christopher is seven, it's what kids do. But then weird things start happening around the house, and Eddie starts dreaming about a handsome blue-eyed man. Turns out, Christopher's friend isn't so imaginary. Their house is haunted.

🔥like when the sun came out by spaceprincessem/ @spaceprincessem (Canon Divergent, Ghosts | 39K | Mature): He completely pulls the charger from the wall as he fumbles to put in his passcode. He doesn’t know who to call first. Everyone is busy, carrying on with their lives and Buck is stuck here in the loft with the terrifying ghost of his childhood like an omen. Out of the corner of his eye he catches the Crooked Smiled Man now standing in the dark entrance way to his bathroom. He swallows around the taste of blood in his mouth, hands shaking, useless as his list of contacts blur beneath the burn of tears. Eddie Eddie Eddie. He doesn’t know where the feeling comes from, but it’s sudden and sharp and excruciating. Eddie is the first name at the top of his list, his most recent calls and texts, and he doesn’t hesitate to hit the call button. [or buck can see ghosts au]

🔥All My Shattered Oaths by letmetellyouaboutmyfeels/ @letmetellyouaboutmyfeels (Vampires AU | 107K | Explicit): Eddie wants to stay away from his family’s legacy and give his son a normal life. Buck’s desperate to find a way to get over the love he lost. Fate has other plans for both of them.

🔥 Further Than Blood (Or Than Bones) by letmetellyouaboutmyfeels/ @letmetellyouaboutmyfeels (Vampires AU | 50K | Explicit): Once, Eddie chose to save a newly turned against his better judgment. Five hundred years ago, Buck was saved by a rescuer he thought was a hallucination. Now they're together again and about to find out just how far either of them will go to try and deny what they are to each other.

🔥 let it pour out of your soul series by Rianne/ @rianneeyre (Magical Realism AU, Witch Eddie | 3 works | 71K | Complete):

collectively unconsciously composed (S4E6: Jinx | 46K | Explicit): Or: in which the author re-watched Buck Begins and Jinx and thought: what if this was gayer and had actual magic?

that systematic drug (PWP | 5K | Explicit): Eddie’s mouth goes dry when he opens the door and sees Buck. He’s clean-shaven and with his hair carefully styled back, smiling at Eddie sweetly and a little teasingly. Buck is wearing his dark jeans and his light blue v-neck polo shirt, the one that’s tight enough that it shows off the bulge of his biceps and the definition of his pecs and abs. Eddie knows this shirt. Buck's favourite, because he knows he looks good in it.

something binding us together (Established Buddie | 20K | Teen): Or: Eddie plans a long-avoided visit to his parents, discovers some things about his magic, and begins to build his family a home in LA's witching community.

[vodika-vibes]

May I request, from the gentle care prompts, "it's going to sting, but we have to clean this' for either Gregor, Boss, or Jango, with fem!reader and on the fluffier sideof hurt /comfort please?

Maybe Reader fell from a ledge, or slide down a treet root/mudslide/ice slide and hurt themselves in some way?

@eternal-transcience

I'll Protect You

Summary: As the youngest daughter of the King and Queen of Xilea, a planet in the Mid Rim, you expected that your life would be easy. Unless something disastrous happens, you’ll never have to worry about politics or governing. All you have to do is be pretty and delicate and go where your parents tell you. But, when your sister orchestrates a coup and kills your parents and older brother you have no choice but to flee for your life with the aid of Boss, a Commando from the GAR.

Pairing: Pre- Clone Commando Boss x F!Reader

Word Count: 1755

Warnings: Reader is having the world's worst bad week, reader is described as being a foot shorter than boss, and has hair that can be tucked behind her ear

Prompt: "It's going to sting, but we have to clean this."

A/N: So, I'm not so sure this is as fluffy as you wanted, but I hope you like it anyway!

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You’re filthy.

Mud cakes the bottom of your gown, as well as the delicate slipper you had been wearing when the coup began. The long sleeves have been torn due to surprisingly sharp branches as well as briars. Your hair, which had once been your most striking feature, has been roughly chopped to shoulder length, and all of the fine jewelry you normally wore has been pawned for credits at the insistence of the man who’s keeping you safe.

You’re trying not to complain.

He saved your life, you owe him more than you’ll ever be able to pay back.

But you’re tired. You’re tired and cold and hungry, and your entire family is dead—

A hiccoughing sob escapes your lips without your permission, and, ahead of you, Boss stops and glances at you over his shoulder. His helmet makes him seem emotionless, and you just know that you’re being a burden on him.

He wouldn’t have to run at all if it wasn’t for you.

You try to stop your crying before it gets worse, but you fail as another sob rips from your lips.

Boss releases a heavy sigh, and for a moment you hate yourself for making his life so difficult. For a moment, just a moment, you wonder if it would be better if you died with the rest of your family.

A surprisingly gentle hand smooths over your head, lightly plucking something from your hair, and then moves to your shoulder. You look up at Boss, his form wavy from the tears clouding your vision, and you watch as he pulls his helmet off with one hand.

His expression isn’t stern or angry. He doesn’t even look frustrated. 

He looks sympathetic.

“How about we take a short break, Princess?” Boss offers, his voice low and soothing. He’s talking to you like how you used to talk to your dogs when they got spooked.

At the thought of your dogs, a fresh wave of tears overtakes you. You couldn’t bring them with you when you ran, your handmaid swore that she would tend to them as she helped you escape, but right now it’s just one more thing that your sister took from you.

“Sh-shouldn’t we keep moving?” You ask, your voice is wavering and thick with tears.

Boss gently wipes a tear from your cheek, “I think we can risk a short break. You’ve had a long couple of days.”

“I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be,” He lightly taps your chin so you’re looking him in the eye, “Honestly, I expected you to fall apart before now. Shock is a hell of a thing.” He scans you for a moment, and then huffs out a heavy breath, “We should get you into something different too.”

You wipe your eyes with what remains of the sleeve of your gown, “Something different?”

Boss lightly plucks the heavy velvet of your gown, “This is going to slow you down, and it’s a tripping hazard.”

“You said we had to avoid settlements,” You remind him, your voice slowly stopping its waver.

“I did, and we are.” He runs his eyes over you for a moment, a frown crossing his face, “I have a spare set of blacks, they’ll be too big on you though.”

Boss stands almost a full foot taller than you. His shirt will be like a dress on you.

He sighs and rubs his hand over his head, “There’s no way around it, I suppose. You wouldn’t happen to be wearing shorts or trousers under your gown, would you?”

You blink at him, “I am.”

He blinks right back at you, “What?”

“The gowns are heavy and hot, and my thighs would chafe when I was a little girl, so I wear, um, legging shorts under my gowns.”

“Legging…shorts?”

“Shorts made of legging material?” You try to clarify.

“Whatever, do they cover you properly?”

“Oh. Yeah, of course.”

“Good enough for me.” He digs around his pack for a moment and tosses a shirt at you, “Step behind a tree and put this on. Leave the dress on the ground.”

“Okay.” You do as he asks, ducking behind a nearby tree and carefully stripping off your heavy gown, as well as your slip, before tugging his shirt over your head.

It feels wrong to leave the gown in the forest. But you also know that he’s right. It’ll just slow you down.

However, as the heavy material falls to the ground, you can’t help but feel like it’s a death toll to what your life used to be.

“Princess?”

“...I’m never going to be able to go back, am I?”

Boss is silent for a moment, “You might.” He’s a terrible liar. “The Republic will do something.” He continues.

“The Republic is already at war.” You say quietly as you step out from around the tree, “They don’t have the resources to help.”

Boss is staring at you, he looks surprised.

“What? Am I wearing it wrong?” You ask, anxiously.

“You’re fine,” He walks over and carefully fastens the neck, making the collar sit over your mouth, “You just look like a totally different woman now.”

You look down at your outfit, and even you have to admit that he’s right. The pretty, delicate princess that you were when he first arrived on Xilea died in the Royal Palace with your parents and brother. All that remains is a scared, anxious woman with no future to speak of.

“Well,” You try to swallow your terror for the future, “What do you think of this one?” Boss didn’t like you when he first met you, he thought you were silly and vapid and vain.

And he was right. You were all of those things.

But you no longer have the choice to be silly, or vapid, or vain. Not if you want to live.

He chuckles and lightly tucks a messily cropped lock of hair behind your ear, “Well, I like her a little more than I did the Princess.”

“That’s something, I guess.”

Boss lightly wipes some dirt off your cheek, “I’m going to keep you safe, I swear it.”

You stare at him for a moment, and then you slowly nod, “Okay.” He keeps his hand on your cheek for a moment, his dark eyes scanning your face for…something, and then he pulls his hand away.

“That’s enough rest, I think. You’re not upset anymore, and you’re not wearing that death trap.” He offers you his hand, “Keep up, Princess.”

“Oh! Um…right! Okay!” You take his hand and allow him to tug you deeper into the forest.

Later, when the moon is high in the sky, and the forest is dark and alive with the sounds of night, you realize that it’s only a matter of time before something happens that will force the both of you to slow down.

And, almost as if you jinxed yourself, as soon as you have that thought your foot hooks under a tree root, and you fall to the ground, landing with a painful hiss.

Boss stops immediately, and kneels next to you.

“Are you hurt?”

You sit up and carefully untangle your foot from under the root. Your ankle twinges painfully, though it doesn’t seem broken. But then again, you’ve never broken a bone in your life, so what would you know?

You also have a massive piece of glass jammed under your knee. 

It should hurt, but strangely, it doesn’t.

“Um…”

“Oh boy,” Boss hands you his flashlight and pulls a small first aid kit out from somewhere. He carefully pulls the glass out of your leg, the sensation makes you hiss in pain and forces tears to your eyes.

“Is it bad?” You ask, your voice shaky again.

“It’s pretty deep,” Boss admits, “Between this and your ankle, you’re probably not going to be walking much for a while.”

“Oh.” Your hands are starting to shake, “You should—”

“I’ll carry you, it’s fine.”

You blink at him, “You’re not going to leave me behind?”

“Of course not,” He scoffs as if the idea is laughable, “Anyway, this is going to sting, but I have to clean it.”

“O-oh, alright.”

You whimper as he cleans the injury, and then wraps it with a bandage. Now that the glass isn’t in your leg, it hurts. It hurts a lot. “You’re doing great, Princess.”

“No, I’m not.” You sniffle.

“Hey,” His hand presses against your cheek and you realize, with a start, that he’s removed his gloves. “For someone who’s never had to live a hard day in her life, you’re doing amazing.”

His hand is calloused and rough, but it’s also impossibly warm. And you feel safe for the first time since your parents died. You stare at him, your lips parted. 

Boss shoots you an odd look, “What?”

Slowly you press your hands over his hand, “You’re warm.”

“I guess you’re not really dressed for the chill of night,” Boss admits.

You shake your head, that’s not what you mean, but you also can’t explain what you actually mean. You don’t have the right words for it.

His free hand presses against your face as well, “Do you think you can continue for a little more?” He asks, “Just a little further, Princess. My ship isn’t far from here.”

You release a quiet sigh, “If you think we should.”

“I do,” He stands and carefully helps you to your feet. You’re barely able to put any weight on your foot at all, and your knee throbs painfully as you put weight on it.

But it soon becomes a non-issue as he scoops you into his arms like you weigh nothing. He adjusts you so that you’re a little more comfortable in his arms, and then he starts walking again.

You stare up at him, and you suddenly realize that you want to stay with him. No matter where he might go, or what he might do, you want to stay by his side.

Boss is safe. He’s security. 

You want to stay with him, to keep feeling safe and secure for as long as you can.

And, for the first time in your life, you know that you can make that kind of choice. There’s no one around to say, “Princess do this” or “Princess he’s not a good match”.

You no longer have to be pretty and delicate. You can just be you.

Maybe, if you’re lucky, and if you ask nicely, maybe Boss will help you learn who you actually are.

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[cosmicobubisi]

Cosmic's Malleyuu Whump vs Flufftober: 17

NOWHERE ELSE TO GO ruined map / Only One Bed

Icy sheets of rain pelted down on Yuu like heavy chains, and they realized their extraordinary string of bad luck had finally run out.

The request had to have been sabotage. The desperate plea by a group of inexperienced adventurers to Yuu to save one of their own who'd been stuck in a dungeon on this side of the fence after a quick expedition had gone horribly wrong sounded faker and faker as Yuu had run around in circles, trying to make sense of the cryptic map.

In addition to humiliatingly losing all of their supplies in one fell swoop to an unfortunate encounter with a chimera, their map had also disintegrated in the rain, the inclement weather coming on too quickly for them to stuff it into their jacket.

Their waterproof jacket had been the one thing from their supplies they'd been able to run away with. Not food, or fresh water, or even a compass, or any of their potions. Just the map and their jacket, and now their map was gone.

It had been three days of wandering and looking for the dungeon. Yuu knew these lands pretty well, but the secluded Briar Valley was too large for them to have memorized it all before they'd been barred from visiting anymore.

Yuu shoved their head between their folded legs, wanting to hide away and sleep off their horrible luck.

It was no use, however. No one was coming to rescue them, at least not anytime soon. They were on the wrong side of the boundary between the fae and the mortals illegally.

Yuu squeezed their eyes shut.

They had one other option. He was in the area, they believed, but it was a humiliating option.

They'd been up in this tree for hours, though, hoping and praying for the rain to let up.

It hadn't been so bad at first up here. At least there was water now, but as the day became night, the mild warmth had departed for the bone-chilling cold that was slowly freezing them whole.

Yuu had tried to ball themselves up to conserve heat, and that was helping a little, but not very much.

They were shivering quite hard now. Yuu thought they could survive the night, perhaps if they were able to get to sleep, but if the rain kept up, they knew they'd be waking up poorly rested and half-starved, and still have to search for a way home.

The hit to their pride, though, might also kill them.

Yuu allowed themselves a few more moments of cocoon time to debate their options and stew in their anger before finally coming to a decision.

After looking in the dark haze of rain to make sure they knew where they were going, they gave themselves a countdown before leaping out of the tree and onto the ground.

Uncurling let their torso feel the full brunt of the cold air, and Yuu scrambled to get their jacket shut before it got any worse, and cone they did, Yuu took off.

They didn't have the energy to run, but they were desperate to get out of the rain, so they jogged as far as they could on an empty stomach.

Yuu almost slipped a few times in the mud, and each time they cursed loudly, taking advantage of the near-total isolation.

Nervousness was burning a hole in their stomach, and they hoped for a moment that the castle would be abandoned.

No such luck. As they parted the last few bushes on their path, Yuu was able to see the lights were on.

It was, unfortunately for Yuu, not unusual for the royal family to be at Wild Rose Castle at this time of year.

Though a bit early in the season, Wild Rose was where they tended to celebrate the winter season. It seemed they were hosting the end of the harvest feast here, as well.

Yuu knew that guards would be sparse this far from the castle, so dodging them was relatively easy. Once they arrived at the floodplain, however, it was a different story.

There was a watchtower, with a special window Yuu knew was only visible one way and that simply reflected the sky to outside viewers. There was another visible armed guard posted nearer to the castle's back entrance that, despite the torrential rain, probably would have a good view of Yuu if they walked out of their hiding place in the bushes.

Yuu saw the shed and got an idea- one that would preserve their pride and keep them dry.

They crouched behind the sparse greenery to make their way across the floodplain, thankfully with ripe vegetables in tact, and plucked a fistful of carrots to snack on, careful not to be greedy despite their all-consuming hunger.

Yuu was able to make it across without being spotted to the shed, and though the door creaked, they slunk in without any fuss.

It was still quite cold, being a leaky old shed, and the moist walls were no comfort, but it was certainly serviceable for Yuu to screw their head back on straight and make a plan.

They used a drip in the ceiling to wash out the dirt from the carrots, then bit into the crunchy vegetable with gusto.

Their stomach finally stopped hurting as Yuu devoured the carrots, down to the leaves, and they were finally able to relax their body.

Yuu closed their eyes and told themselves it was just to soothe their stinging.

They couldn't fall asleep. Judging by the size of the vegetables, it was almost harvest, and someone would be by this shed sooner rather than later.

But this wasn't just an ordinary day. This was the worst day ever, so of course, right then, the door opened.

And because this wasn't just a bad day, but the Worst Day Ever, it was the very last person Yuu was trying to see.

Staring back at them, for some inexplicable reason, was Prince Malleus.

The crown prince of the Briar Valley, the heir to the Witch's Throne, and their ex-boyfriend, Prince Malleus, was rooting around the farm shed in the freezing rain for reasons Yuu could only believe were because they were cursed.

Super, super cursed.

Malleus's shock rendered the pupils of his eyes little slits, allowing the green to wash over them.

Yuu was totally frozen. They had no idea what the best move was in this scenario.

At this point, they'd rather have been discovered by the Queen, his grandmother. Being rendered to ash in an instant by a magic lightning bolt was better than whatever the hell this was.

He stepped forward, hand outstretched, but Yuu finally regained motion in their limbs as they tried to crawl away.

It was no use. Malleus grabbed onto their shoulder and the next thing Yuu saw was his bedroom, or at least that's what they assumed.

They felt bad for dripping water on the carpet, but Malleus picked them up and dragged them to his washroom and shoved them in there, closing the door.

Yuu was paralyzed for a few moments. Were they trapped? They jiggled the doorknob, and found it was indeed locked.

They sat down on the edge of the bathtub. Yuu hadn't actually been in here before, but it was a nice bathroom.

A terrible idea suddenly popped into their head, and before Yuu could think, they were stripping off their clothes and hopping into the shower.

Best-case scenario, Malleus would just let them go again and they could be clean for that. Worst-case scenario, they'd be comfortable while they died.

Yuu scrubbed down with his soap, relishing in the hot water, before hopping out of the shower and grabbing one of fluffy towels to dry off with before taking one of Malleus's robes.

A small plus, Malleus would be annoyed.

To their surprise, the door opened just as they were tying the rope, and Malleus snatched their hand.

"Hey!" exclaimed Yuu, but Malleus wasn't listening as he yanked them in front of him.

"What are you doing here?" he asked, almost entirely monotonously. He sat on the edge of his loveseat, perched like a predator.

"I- none of your business," they said, cursing the poor start.

"You're on my land. It is my business," he retorted, clenching his jaw.

"What are you gonna do?" they bit back.

He rolled his eyes.

"You can stay here tonight, if you'd like," said Malleus.

"In... here? Like, your room, or in the castle?"

"The court is downstairs. You cannot wander the halls, so yes, in my room."

"No way!" burst out Yuu.

"Fine. I'll turn you into Grandmother. You've racked up too many offenses. You'll be executed."

Yuu felt a lump in their throat at how plain their imminent death sounded.

"How... long do you want me to stay here?" they asked.

Malleus let his head loll to the side. "The court is going hunting tomorrow. I can take you to the border then, but not any sooner."

It was a better option than dying, at least. Live to adventure another day and all of that.

"Ok," they conceded. "I can sleep on the floor."

Malleus stood from his perch on the armrest to shove Yuu backwards onto his bed.

"Ok," they said again in defeat.

Yuu righted themselves on the bed as Malleus got on the other side, summoning a throw blanket to create a little barrier.

"Stay on your side," he said, and the lights went out.

Yuu huffed. They didn't want his stupid side, anyway.

[cryptidclaw]

Cryptidclaw's WC Prefixes List!

Yall said you were interested in seeing it so here it is! 

This is a collection of mostly Flora, Fauna, Rocks, and other such things that can be found in Britain since that’s where the books take place! 

I also have other Prefixes that have to do with pelt colors and patterns as well!

Here’s a link to the doc if you dont want to expand a 650 word list on your Tumblr feed lol! the doc is also in my drive linked in my pined post!

below is the actual list! If there are any names you think I should add plz tell me!

EDIT: I will update the doc with new names as I come up with them or have them suggested to me, but I wont update the list on this post! Plz visit my doc for a more updated version!

Animals

Mammal

Badger

Bat

Bear

Beaver

Bison

Boar

Buck

Calf

Cow

Deer

Elk

Fawn

Ferret

Fox

Goat

Hare

Horse

Lamb

Lynx

Marten

Mole

Mouse

Otter

Rabbit

Rat

Seal

Sheep

Shrew

Squirrel

Stoat

Vole

Weasel

Wolf

Wolverine

Amphibians

Frog

Newt

Toad

Reptiles

Scale

Adder

Lizard

Snake

Turtle

Shell

Birds

Bird

Down

Feather

Albatross

Bittern

Buzzard

Chaffinch

Chick

Chicken

Coot

Cormorant

Corvid

Crane

Crow

Curlew

Dove

Duck

Dunlin

Eagle

Egret

Falcon

Finch

Gannet

Goose

Grouse

Gull

Hawk

Hen

Heron

Ibis

Jackdaw

Jay

Kestrel

Kite

Lark

Magpie

Mallard

Merlin

Mockingbird

Murrelet

Nightingale

Osprey

Owl

Partridge

Pelican

Peregrine

Petrel

Pheasant

Pigeon

Plover

Puffin

Quail

Raven

Robin

Rook

Rooster

Ruff

Shrike

Snipe

Sparrow

Starling

Stork

Swallow

Swan

Swift

Tern

Thrasher

Thrush

Vulture

Warbler

Whimbrel

Wren

Freshwater Fish 

Fish

Bass

Bream 

Carp

Dace

Eel

Lamprey

Loach

Minnow

Perch

Pike

Rudd

Salmon

Sterlet

Tench

Trout

Roach

Saltwater fish and other Sea creatures (would cats be able to find some of these? Probably not, I don't care tho)

Alge

Barnacle

Bass (Saltwater version)

Bream (Saltwater version)

Brill

Clam

Cod

Crab

Dolphin

Eel (Saltwater version)

Flounder

Garfish

Halibut

Kelp

Lobster

Mackerel

Mollusk

Orca

Prawn

Ray

Seal

Shark

Shrimp

Starfish

Sting

Urchin

Whale

Insects and Arachnids

Honey

Insect

Web

Ant

Bee

Beetle

Bug

Butterfly

Caterpillar

Cricket

Damselfly

Dragonfly

Fly

Grasshopper

Grub

Hornet

Maggot

Moth

Spider

Wasp

Worm

Trees

Acorn

Bark

Branch

Forest

Hollow

Log

Root

Stump

Timber

Tree

Twig

Wood

Alder

Apple

Ash

Aspen

Beech

Birch

Cedar

Cherry

Chestnut

Cypress

Elm

Fir

Hawthorn

Hazel

Hemlock

Linden

Maple

Oak

Pear

Poplar

Rowan

Redwood

Spruce

Willow

Yew

Flowers, Shrubs and Other plants

Berry

Blossom

Briar

Field

Flower

Leaf

Meadow

Needle

Petal

Shrub

Stem

Thicket

Thorn

Vine

Anemone 

Apricot

Barley 

Bellflower

Bluebell

Borage

Bracken

Bramble

Briar

Burnet

Buttercup

Campion

Chamomile

Chanterelle

Chicory

Clover

Cornflower

Daffodil

Daisy

Dandelion

Dogwood

Fallow

Fennel

Fern

Flax

Foxglove

Furze

Garlic

Ginger

Gorse

Grass

Hay

Heather

Holly

Honeysuckle

Hop

Hyacinth

Iris

Ivy

Juniper

Lavender

Lichen

Lilac

Lilly

Mallow

Marigold

Mint

Mistletoe

Moss

Moss

Mushroom

Nettle

Nightshade

Oat

Olive

Orchid

Parsley

Periwinkle

Pine

Poppy

Primrose

Privet

Raspberry

Reed

Reedmace

Rose

Rush

Rye

Saffron

Sage

Sedge

Seed

Snowdrop

Spindle

Strawberry

Tangerine

Tansy

Teasel

Thistle

Thrift

Thyme

Violet

Weed

Wheat

Woodruff

Yarrow

Rocks and earth

Agate

Amber

Amethyst

Arch

Basalt

Bounder

Cave

Chalk

Coal

Copper

Dirt

Dust

Flint

Garnet

Gold

Granite

Hill

Iron

Jagged

Jet

Mountain

Mud

Peak

Pebble

Pinnacle

Pit

Quartz

Ridge

Rock

Rubble

Ruby

Rust(y)

Sand

Sapphire

Sediment

Silt

Silver

Slate

Soil

Spire

Stone

Trench

Zircon

Water Formations

Bay

Cove

Creek

Delta

Lake

Marsh

Ocean

Pool

Puddle

River

Sea

Water

Weather and such

Autumn

Avalanche

Balmy

Blaze

Blizzard

Breeze

Burnt

Chill

Cinder

Cloud

Cold

Dew

Drift

Drizzle

Drought

Dry

Ember

Fall

Fire

Flame

Flood

Fog

Freeze

Frost

Frozen

Gale

Gust

Hail

Ice

Icicle

Lightening

Mist

Muggy

Rain 

Scorch

Singe

Sky

Sleet

Sloe

Smoke

Snow

Snowflake

Soot

Sorrel

Spark

Spring

Steam

Storm

Summer

Sun

Thunder

Water

Wave

Wet

Wind

Winter

Celestial??

Comet

Dawn

Dusk

Evening 

Midnight

Moon

Morning

Night

Noon

Twilight

Cat Features, Traits, and Misc. 

Azure

Beige

Big

Black

Blonde

Blotch(ed)

Blue

Bounce

Bright 

Brindle

Broken

Bronze

Brown

Bumble

Burgundy

Call

Carmine

Claw

Cobalt

Cream

Crimson

Cry

Curl(y)

Dapple

Dark

Dot(ted)

Dusky

Ebony

Echo

Fallen

Fleck(ed)

Fluffy

Freckle

Ginger

Golden

Gray

Green

Heavy

Kink

Knot(ted)

Light

Little

Lost

Loud

Marbled

Mew

Milk

Mottle

Mumble

Ochre

Odd

One

Orange

Pale

Patch(ed)

Pounce 

Prickle

Ragged

Red

Ripple

Rough

Rugged

Russet

Scarlet

Shade

Shaggy

Sharp

Shimmer

Shining

Small

Smudge

Soft

Song

Speckle

Spike

Splash

Spot(ted)

Streak

Stripe(d)

Strong

Stump(y)

Sweet

Tall

Talon

Tangle

Tatter(ed)

Tawny

Tiny

Tough

Tumble

Twist

Violet

Whisker

Whisper

White

Wild

Wooly

Yellow

[diazheartsbuckley]

WIP Wednesday ✨

So y’all know that I’m indecisive as hell and throw out fic ideas left and right and I truly wanna do them all. But I came up with a a little something the other day and I’ve chosen to call it the insomnia fic.

It centers around the well incident, Eddie almost dying (which we should be used to at this point) and he develops a fear of the dark, mixed with a hint of claustrophobia. It leaves him unable to sleep and Buck is ofc concerned about him. Eventually Eddie admits to being afraid to going to sleep in the dark, scared that he won’t come out of it and Buck helps him work through it.

(Story and tags under cut)

It’s dark.

It’s dark and filling his lungs with air seems like an impossible task.

The mud is slowly starting to weigh his body down, threatening to pull him under with every sudden movement that he makes.

Think.

“You need to think” he tells himself, the sound of his voice disappearing into the abyss around him.

Stay alive.

You have to stay alive, stay focused.

Moments of happiness start to fade into each other, most of them moments that he has shared with Buck and Christopher in the recent years.

Usually he wouldn’t be so afraid of dark but he’s all alone down here with no way out.

God, I’ve been deployed in war zones. This shouldn’t be so hard.

He’s talking to himself. Maybe to stay calm. Maybe to stay alive. Maybe because he isn’t ready to give up yet.

The more he tries to control his breathing, the more numb his body seems to become. He can’t feel his hands anymore, cold and tired from trying to claw their way through the weight of the mud.

Tagged by @exhuastedpigeon @disasterbuckdiaz @diazsdimples @tizniz and @theotherbuckley mwah 💋

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[aroeddiediaz]

Fuck it Friday

Tagged by @lemonzestywrites

Chris is near a ring of brownish-orange mushrooms when sudden bright lights and a high pitched shouting noise startles him. He yelps and stumbles backwards, just barely avoiding stepping on the mushrooms. He winds up standing inside the ring of mushrooms, his crutches skittering on the muddy ground.

Chris blames the sudden commotion and confusion for instinctively swinging his crutch when something dark jumps past him. He misses, or maybe it swerves to avoid him, and the fuzzy dark blur resolves into a mangy, underfed looking black cat, perched on a stump as dignified as a creature as dirty and matted as that could be. It gives him what he can only imagine is a disdainful look

The light glare stops blinding him, and now Chris can see a small figure on a bike, whooping as he does a donut before skidding to a stop, kicking up mud and mulch. He’s got a weird bike helmet on, black and spiky with a mask that looks like it might have come from a welder’s shop. He’s wearing a long black coat that’s got strips of colorful duct tape slapped on like patches, splattered with mud.

The mask flips up, and Chris quickly changes his assumptions. She’s a girl, actually, with a freckly, acne-ridden face and frizzy bangs peeking out from beneath her helmet.

“You’re new,” the girl declares.

@cal-daisies-and-briars @aspecbuddie @pirrusstuff @jesuisici33 @steadfastsaturnsrings @your-catfish-friend @inkmortal-trash389 @evanbegins @wildlife4life @eddiebabygirldiaz @diazsdimples @epicbuddieficrecs @kitteneddiediaz @alliaskisthepossibilityoflove @coatedpanda16 @nicotinewrites @estheticpotaeto @babytrapperdiaz @snowviolettwhite @wikiangela @jesuiscenseedormir @made-ofmemories @asexual-fandom-queen

[quinn-of-aebradore]

I cannot be normal about Regent Park since reading through the rulebook, Briar Green residents call it Revenant Park because after a huge rainstorm a fuck ton of human remains floated to the surface of the ensuing mud