#To be a monster who digs giant holes

[muffinlance]

And then three episodes later you're an Avatar of the Buried so have fun with that

every so often i just think about how good it was that the most foolproof one-size-fits-all solution for dealing with basically any horrifyingly evil supernatural monster of the week in the magnus archives was just. burying them in concrete. like yeah i can believe that a few tons of grey brutalist slop would stop the wolfman or pretty much anything in its tracks to be honest. they use that shit on nuclear waste. do you honestly think you're stronger than a nuke? a fucking nuke?

[bogleech]

Captain bogleech do you have handy references for the faces of mosquitos, fleas, houseflies, and ticks? I'm picking at an idea of a character who is themed around disease, and is strictly a source of disease and not diseased themself so like... Worlds best spreaders. The one I'm most locked on is miss aedes aegypti because of her good taste in stripes. SO in season (I dontactually know if stripes are in season)

Yes! First its good to know how a "normal" insect mouth is set up:

In most insects, like a grasshopper or a cockroach or the majority of beetles, there's a labrum covering the top of the mouth, kind of like a duck bill! The chompy mandibles are under that, then there are the maxilla to either side of each mandible, which include the "palps" it uses like little hands to hold food. The labium is the bottom part, and also has another set of palps! @revretch has gone into lots of detail on this but they put it best by explaining that the insect mouth is like a four sided box, formed by the labrum, maxilla and labium, with the mandibles usually inside the box. It's just that lots of insects do weird things with these parts, and many have big giant mandibles that always stick out.

Mosquitoes have all these parts, but they're all long and thin, and they all fold together to form the proboscis, with some of them bending back as it drills into flesh.

Fleas have similar to mosquitoes, but shorter and more compact. And many species have that AWESOME looking "mustache" of thorns right above the mouth, used for anchoring to furry hosts while they feed :)

In the non-biting flies, the mandibles are GONE, the mouth extends on a flexible hose and the labella is modified into a big flaring two-lobed pad. Digestive enzymes flow down the labrum and into grooves on the pad, so it works like a sponge soaked with acid :)

Ticks are a lot different because they're arachnids rather than insects, and arachnids have fewer mouthparts; normally just one pair of palps and one pair of chelicerae, which are the "fangs" in spiders! Below all that is an arachnid's real mouth, usually just a tiny little hole. In ticks, the palps are fused into two flat flippers, which the tick uses to pinch the skin of its host. The chelicerae are formed into a pair of jagged "scissors," if the blades of scissors were on the outside! These dig in and widen a small hole. Then the mouth is surrounded by a long extension, the hypostome, which is thickly covered in sharp tiny toothlike blades. Look how rad it is:

I say this a lot but the entire part people think of as the "head" of a tick is really just the mouth, because ticks are related to mites, and in mites, the head is fused entirely with the body. So when ticks have eyes, they're here:

It's tragic the world sees ticks as fat blobs with tiny heads, when in fact they are just big heads with legs.

For fun here are some of my Mortasheen monsters that hybridize humans with all the above, though my mosquito is very dated and due for a big overhaul someday; I didn't bother trying to merge real mosquito mouthparts with fleshy human ones and just had the whole mouth spiral together:

I also drew the flea without its "helmet" piece first, and went on to draw several alternate helmets :)

I put the most effort into the tick as you can tell. I also incorporated the fact that they smell with their front legs. :)

[mostlysignssomeportents]

The housing emergency and the second Trump term

If you'd like an essay-formatted version of this post to read or share, here's a link to it on pluralistic.net, my surveill ance-free, ad-free, tracker-free blog:

https://pluralistic.net/2024/12/11/nimby-yimby-fimby/#home-team-advantage

Postmortems and blame for the 2024 elections are thick on the ground, but amidst all those theories and pointed fingers, one explanation looms large and credible: the American housing emergency. If the system can't put a roof over your head, that system needs to go.

American housing has been in crisis for decades, of course, but it keeps getting worse…and worse…and worse. Americans pay more for worse housing than at any time in their history. Homelessness is at a peak that is soul-crushing to witness and maddening to experience. We turned housing – a human necessity second only to air, food and water – into an asset governed almost entirely by market forces, and so created a crisis that has consumed the nation.

The Trump administration has no plan to deal with housing. Or rather, they do have plans, but strictly of the "bad ideas only" variety. Trump wants to deport 11m undocumented immigrants, and their families, including citizens and Green Card holders (otherwise, that would be "family separation" and that's cruel). Even if you are the kind of monster who can set aside the ghoulishness of solving your housing problems by throwing someone in a concentration camp at gunpoint and then deporting them to a country where they legitimately fear for their lives, this still doesn't solve the housing emergency, and will leave America several million homes short.

Their other solution? Deregulation and tax cuts. We've seen this movie before, and it's an R-rated horror flick. Financial deregulation created the speculative mortgage markets that led to the 2008 housing crisis, which created a seemingly permanent incapacity to build new homes in America, as skilled tradespeople retired or changed careers and housebuilding firms left the market. Handing giant tax cuts to the monopolists who gobbled up the remains of these bankrupt small companies minted a dozen new housing billionaires who preside over companies that make more money than ever by building fewer homes:

https://www.fastcompany.com/91198443/housing-market-wall-streets-big-housing-market-bet-has-created-12-new-billionaires

This isn't working. Homelessness is ballooning. The only answer Trump and his regime have for our homeless neighbors is to just make it a crime to be homeless, sweeping up homeless encampments and busting homeless people for "loitering" (that is, existing in space). There is no universe in which this reduces homelessness. People who lose their homes aren't going to dig holes, crawl inside, and pull the dirt down on top of themselves. If anything, sweeps and arrests will make homelessness worse, by destroying the possessions, medication and stability that homeless people need if they are to become housed.

Today, The American Prospect published an excellent package on the housing emergency, looking at its causes and the road-tested solutions that can work even when the federal government is doing everything it can to make the problem worse:

https://prospect.org/infrastructure/housing/2024-12-11-tackling-the-housing-crisis/

The Harris campaign ran on Biden's economic record, insisting that he had tamed inflation. It's true that the Biden admin took action against monopolists and greedflation, including criminal price-fixing companies like Realpage, which helps landlords coordinate illegal conspiracies to rig rents. Realpage sets the rents for the majority of homes in major metros, like Phoenix:

https://www.azag.gov/press-release/attorney-general-mayes-sues-realpage-and-residential-landlords-illegal-price-fixing

Of course, reducing inflation isn't the same as bringing prices down – it just means prices are going up more slowly. And sure, inflation is way down in many categories, but not in housing. In housing, inflation is accelerating:

https://www.latimes.com/opinion/story/2024-03-08/inflation-housing-shortage-economy-cpi-fed-interest-rate

The housing emergency makes everything else worse. Blue states are in danger of losing Congressional seats because people are leaving big cities: not because they want to, but because they literally can't afford to keep a roof over their heads. LGBTQ people fleeing fascist red state legislatures and their policies on trans and gay rights can't afford to move to the states where they will be allowed to simply live:

https://www.nytimes.com/2024/07/11/business/economy/lgbtq-moving-cost.html

So what are the roots of this problem, and what can we do about it? The housing emergency doesn't have a unitary cause, but among the most important factors is fuckery that led to the Great Financial Crisis and the fuckery that followed on from it, as Ryan Cooper writes:

https://prospect.org/infrastructure/housing/2024-12-11-housing-industry-never-recovered-great-recession/

The Glass-Steagall Act was a 1933 banking regulation created to prevent Great Depression-style market crashes. It was killed in 1999 by Bill Clinton, who declared, "the Glass–Steagall law is no longer appropriate." Nine years later, the global economy melted down in a Great Depression-style market crash fueled by reckless speculation of the sort that Glass-Steagall had prohibited.

The crash of 2008 took down all kinds of industries, but none were so hard-hit as home-building (after all, mortgages were the raw material of the financial bubble that popped in 2008). After 2008, construction of new housing fell by 90% for the next two years. This protracted nuclear winter in the housing market killed many associated industries. Skilled tradespeople retrained, or "left the job market" (a euphemism for becoming disabled, homeless, or destroyed). Waves of bankruptcies swept through the construction industry. The construction workforce didn't recover to pre-crisis levels for 16 years (and of course, by then, there was a huge backlog of unbuilt homes, and a larger population seeking housing).

Meanwhile, the collapse of every part of the housing supply chain – from raw materials to producers – set the stage for monopoly rollups, with the biggest firms gobbling up all these distressed smaller firms. Thanks to this massive consolidation, homebuilders were able to build fewer houses and extract higher profits by gouging on price. They doubled down on this monopoly price-gouging during the pandemic supply shocks, raising prices well above the pandemic shortage costs.

The housing market is monopolized in ways that will be familiar to anyone angry about consolidation in other markets – from eyeglasses to pharma to tech. One builder, HR Horton, is the largest player in 3 of the country's largest markets, and it has tripled its profits since 2005 while building half as many houses. Modern homebuilders don't build: they use their scale to get land at knock-down rates, slow-walk the planning process, and then farm out the work to actual construction firms at rates that barely keep the lights on:

https://www.thebignewsletter.com/p/its-the-land-stupid-how-the-homebuilder

Monopolists can increase profits by constraining supply. 60% of US markets are "highly concentrated" and the companies that dominate these markets are starving homebuilding in them to the tune of $106b/year:

https://papers.ssrn.com/sol3/papers.cfm?abstract_id=3303984

There are some obvious fixes to this, but they are either unlikely under Trump (antitrust action to break up builders based on their share in each market) or impossible to imagine (closing tax loopholes that benefit large building firms). Likewise, we could create a "homes guarantee" that would act as an "automatic stabilizer." That would mean that any time the economy slips into recession, this would trigger automatic funding to pay firms to build public housing, thus stimulating the economy and alleviating the housing supply crisis:

https://www.peoplespolicyproject.org/wp-content/uploads/2018/04/SocialHousing.pdf

The Homes Guarantee is further explained in a separate article in the package by Sulma Arias from People's Action, who describes how grassroots activists fighting redlining planted the seeds of a legal guarantee of a home:

https://prospect.org/infrastructure/housing/2024-12-11-why-we-need-homes-guarantee/

Arias describes the path to a right to a home as running through the mass provision of public housing – and what makes that so exciting is that public housing can be funded, administered and built by local or state governments, meaning this is a thing that can happen even in the face of a hostile or indifferent federal regime.

In Paul E Williams's story on FIMBY (finance in my back yard), the executive director of Center for Public Enterprise offers an inspirational story of how local governments can provide thousands of homes:

https://prospect.org/infrastructure/housing/2024-12-11-fimby-finance-in-my-backyard/

Williams recounts the events of 2021 in Montgomery County, Maryland, where a county agency stepped in to loan money to a property developer who had land, zoning approval and work crews to build a major new housing block, but couldn't find finance. Montgomery County's Housing Opportunities Commission made a short-term loan at market rates to the developer.

By 2023, the building was up and the loan had been repaid. All 268 units are occupied and a third are rented at rates tailored to low-income tenants. The HOC is the permanent owner of those homes. It worked so well that Montgomery's HOC is on track to build 3,000 more public homes this way:

https://www.nytimes.com/2023/08/25/business/affordable-housing-montgomery-county.html

Other – in red states! – have followed suit, with lookalike funds and projects in Atlanta and Chattanooga, with "dozens" more plans underway at state and local levels. The Massachusetts Momentum Fund is set to fund 40,000 homes.

https://www.nytimes.com/2023/08/25/business/affordable-housing-montgomery-county.html

The Center for Public Enterprise has a whole report on these "Government Sponsored Enterprises" and the role they can play in creating a supply of homes priced at a rate that working people can afford:

https://prospect.org/infrastructure/housing/2024-12-11-fimby-finance-in-my-backyard/

Of course, for a GSE to loan money to build a home, that home has to be possible. YIMBYs are right to point to restrictive zoning as a major impediment to building new homes, and Robert Cruickshank from California YIMBY has a piece breaking down the strategy for fixing zoning:

https://prospect.org/infrastructure/housing/2024-12-11-make-it-legal-to-build/

Cruickshank lays out NIMBY success stories in cities like Austin and Minneapolis adopting YIMBY-style zoning rules and seeing significant improvements in rental prices. These success stories are representative of a broader recognition – at least among Democratic politicians – that restrictive zoning is a major contributor to the housing emergency.

Repeating these successes in the rest of the country will take a long time, and in the meantime, American tenants are sitting ducks for predatory landlords, With criminal enterprises like Realpage enabling collusive price-fixing for housing and monopoly developers deliberately restricting supplies to keep prices up (a recent Blackrock investor communique gloated over the undersupply of housing as a source of profits for its massive portfolio of rental properties), tenants pay more and more of their paychecks for worse and worse accommodations. They can't wait for the housing emergency to be solved through zoning changes and public housing. They need relief now.

That's where tenants' unions come in, as Ruthy Gourevitch and Tara Raghuveer of the Tenant Union Federation writes in their piece on the tenants across the country who are coordinating rent strikes to protest obscene rent-hikes and dangerous living conditions:

https://prospect.org/infrastructure/housing/2024-12-11-look-for-the-tenant-union/

They describe a country where tenants work multiple jobs, send the majority of their take-home pay to their landlords – a quarter of tenants pay 70% of their wages in rent – and live in vermin-filled homes without heat or ventilation:

https://www.phenomenalworld.org/analysis/terms-of-investment/

Public money from Freddie Mae and Fannie Mac flood into the speculative market for multifamily homes, a largely unregulated, subsidized speculative bonanza that lets the wealthy make bets and the poor pay their losses.

In response, tenants unions are popping up all across the country, especially in red state cities like Bozeman, MT and Louisville, KY. They organize for "just cause" evictions that ban landlords from taking their homes away. They seek fair housing voucher distribution practices. They seek to close eviction loopholes like the LA wheeze that lets landlords kick you out following "renovations."

The National Tenant Policy Agenda demands "national rent caps, anti-eviction protections, habitability standards, and antitrust action," measures that would immediately and profoundly improve the lives of millions of American workers:

https://docs.google.com/document/d/1JF1-fTalW1tOBO0FhYDcVvEd1kQ2HIzkYFNRo6zmSsg/edit

They caution that it's not enough to merely increase housing supply. Without a strong countervailing force from organized tenants, new housing can be just another source of extraction and speculation for the rich. They say that the Federal Housing Finance Agency – regulator for Fannie and Freddie – could play an active role in ensuring that new housing addresses the needs of people, not corporations.

In the meantime, a tenants' union in KC successfully used a rent strike – where every tenant in a building refuses to pay rent – to get millions in overdue repairs. More strikes are planned across the country.

The American system is in crisis. A country that cannot house its people is a failure. As Rachael Dziaba writes in the final piece for the package, the situation is so bad that water has started to flow uphill: the cities with the most inward migration have the least job growth:

https://prospect.org/infrastructure/housing/2024-10-18-housing-blues/

It's not just housing, of course. Americans pay more for health care than anyone else in the rich world and get worse outcomes than anyone else in the rich world. Their monopoly grocers have spiked their food prices. The incoming administration has declared war on public education and seeks to relegate poor children to unsupervised schools where "education" can consist of filling in forms on a Chromebook and learning that the Earth is only 5,000 years old.

A system that can't shelter, feed, educate or care for its people is a failure. People in failed states will vote for anyone who promises to tear the system down. The decision to turn life's necessities over to unregulated, uncaring markets has produced a populace who are so desperate for change, they'll even vote for their own destruction.

[margaretoakgrove]

KARL HEISENBERG CONCEPT ART

● Karl Heisenberg

↳ Heisenberg's main concept is based on Frankenstein. We wanted to create a cool gray-haired character who was a little rough around the edges. He smokes his favorite Cuban cigars.

↳ An early draft of Heisenberg's family. The biggest difference was that Heisenberg was going to be a twin and his mother was a subject for brain experiment.

● Mutated Heisenberg

↳ We went for a look that was the opposite of his human form, a giant mechanical monster. The design based on the idea that he uses scrap left scattered around the factory. He owns weapons from tanks and planes, and has mountains of scrap for his mass-produced experiments.

● Mutated Heisenberg in Detail

↳ The original design was based on the splendid royale moth caterpillar. We wanted him to look like he moved on treads and be faster than any other boss monster.

↳ Heisenberg's father was going to be the leader of the village, and the boss fight with the mechanical mutation was originally going to be with him.

↳ Concept art of a day in the life of Heisenberg. Night after night his modified henchmen dig up corpses from the graveyard to be used in his metal army.

● Soldat Eins

↳ We called these enemies "Drillman" for a long time during development because one arm was replaced with a drill. The idea for these enemies is they have a reactor inside their chests with the parasite inside that acts like an internal combustion engine. The goggles are units that Heisenberg uses to control them.

↳ Designs for various Soldat reactors, but the final design was a grotesque mechanical heart.

● Soldat Panzer

↳ We consciously created the enemies in the factory to be different so they didin't just terrify players but also created a strong sense of anticipation. The design was based on Western medieval armor and helmets.

● Soldat Jet

↳ We were really attached to the name "Jet Drill" during development. They use jets on their backs and their heads look like fighter planes. The design is similar to the horseshoe crab. We designed the front and back with different amounts of detail so the back would be particularly shocking.

● Sturm

↳ The propeller on his head is made from three chainsaw blades. He chopped his own arms off when they got in the way of the spinning blades. There was one plan to have the Sturm be Heisenberg's real father. And during development he was called "Propeller Man."

● Bridge Ruins

↳ Concept art for the bridge to Heisenberg's factory. It was initially going to be just to the side of the path leading to the Altar ruins.

● Sturm Attacks

↳ Sturm chasing Ethan down a narrow corridor, destroying everything in his way.

● Giant Cavern

↳ The concept art for Heisenberg kicking Ethan down into the hole and the giant cavern under the factory.

● Casting Machine

↳ A casting machine which uses molds to create objects made out of cast iron. This concept for a puzzle was around since early development as a way to create a key.

● Foundry

↳ This room was once only used for casting iron but Heisenberg ended up utilizing it for his experiments. This room links to the hidden engine room.

● Engine Room

↳ An engine room powered by giant pistons.

↳ Concept art for Heisenberg's factory where Ethan is chased by the Soldat series. If the reactors in their chests are destroyed then the parasite inside will attempt to escape.

● Grinder Shaft Fight

↳ A fight inside the grinder shaft. These were early designs for the Soldat Jet. We originally imagined a space where they could freely fly about.

● Heisenberg's Key

↳ We went with a design that had a powerful looking horse just like the one on Heisenberg's crest.

● Start of the Battle With Heisenberg

↳ Concept art for the flow of events leading up to the battle with Heisenberg. We pictured Ethan falling into the pit around dusk and returning from it to a dark stormy night sky. The general layout of events didin't change much from early development.

● Mutated Heisenberg-Fight 1

↳ Concept art for the boss fight with Heisenberg. Even early on in development this battle was going to commence with a self-propelled artillery. The only difference is that in the final version, Heisenberg is not defeated using falling transmission towers.

● Mutated Heisenberg-Fight 2

↳ We figured that Heisenberg's yard would be full of scrap and vehicles, which he uses during the fight.

↳ Boss fight with mutated Heisenberg where he turns into his final form.

[glorious-spoon]

Thinking about the prompt "no, you’ll get an infection." since I just saw a gifset of our beloved firemen ripping open packages with their teeth. 😄

thank you! have a bit of established-relationship dorks on a very serious rescue mission.

-

"Buck," Eddie says, in the deeply patient tone that means he's refraining from adding, what the fuck is wrong with you. Buck's found that most people have a version of that tone, at least around him. Eddie doesn't employ his all that often; most of the time, Eddie is on board with pretty much anything Buck suggests. Digging around in storm drains for a missing stuffed animal is the limit, apparently.

"I've almost got it," Buck says, twisting slightly to wedge his shoulder against the grate. His fingers just brush the soggy synthetic fur of the small purple stuffed rabbit a few feet down.

"Isn't this how that kid lost his arm in that movie?"

He twists back to stare up at Eddie, who is backlit by the midday sun with the carnival spread out behind him. His hands are on his hips and his expression is half-amused, half-exasperated. "What?"

"Pennywise? Evil clown monster that lives in the sewers and eats children? It's based on a Stephen King novel."

"I repeat," Buck says. "What?"

"Right, I forgot that you don't watch anything other than nature documentaries and whatever Christopher adds to your Netflix queue."

"Bold words for a guy who's memorized every single telenovela from the past twenty years."

Eddie scoffs. "Come on. Who knows what's down there, you're not even wearing gloves, you're going to slice your hand open on some grimy piece of metal and get an infection."

"I'm being careful." Buck turns his head to squint down into the storm drain. It's too dark to see much of anything other than the faintly oily glimmer of water. There are cigarette butts and greasy fast food wrappers floating in it, and it doesn't smell great, but he's definitely dealt with grosser over the course of his career. Besides. He's so close. If he just stretches—

His fingers brush the rabbit's ear again. It topples over into the grimy water with a splash, and Buck swears under his breath. The toy is now half-submerged and several inches out of reach no matter how much he stretches.

"Buck," Eddie says again, softer. "Come on. It's just a stuffed animal."

"That Christopher won."

A sigh. "He's thirteen. I don't think this is going to break his heart, sweetheart."

Buck knows that this is probably objectively true. Chris was gleefully triumphant about winning at balloon darts even after Eddie grumbled about rigged games, but the stuffed rabbit itself seemed like an afterthought. He shoved it into Buck's hands with a quick grin before going off with his friends twenty minutes ago, and Buck is—stupid, probably, for the fact that this is sort of breaking his heart.

He hasn't thought about that giant stuffed bear that they won at the pier, the one that must have washed out to sea along with half of the Los Angeles coastline, in years. He doesn't even know if Christopher remembers it. He was little. And it wasn't exactly the most memorable part of the day. The little stuffed rabbit, which fits in the palm of Buck's hand—and incidentally, between the holes of a storm drain grate—makes a much more convenient souvenir. And it felt kind of—nice, having a sort of redo on that, even if Chris doesn't remember.

But Eddie's right. Short of trying to pry up the grate cover—which he could absolutely do, if he had a halligan handy—there's no way he's going to reach it. He sighs, resting his forehead on the metal frame, then wriggles his arm out of the grate and sits back on his heels, defeated. "Okay, fine. You win."

There's no response. When he turns around, Eddie is nowhere to be seen. Feeling more than a little put-out, Buck straightens up and looks around. It's not that crowded here, but there are enough passers-by that Buck's been getting a few strange looks, which he's been ignoring. The two streets to his left are closed-off for the carnival; to his right is a black-and-white parked across the median with a bored-looking beat cop directing traffic, and a couple of sanitation workers in hi-vis vests. Eddie is talking to one of them, but he glances back like he can tell Buck is watching him.

Buck spreads his hands in question, and Eddie holds up a finger, turning back toward the guy he was just talking to. Buck slumps, then sits down on the curb, staring forlornly at the storm drain.

A moment later, footsteps approach.

"Come on, stop pouting, scoot over," Eddie says as his shadow falls across Buck.

"I'm not pouting," Buck grumbles, but he scoots over.

"Sure you're not," Eddie says agreeably, sitting down next to him. "Here. You think this'll work?"

Buck blinks at him, then looks down at the trash picker Eddie is holding out to him, which has LA - DPW scrawled down one side in Sharpie. "Did you…"

"I mean, I had to give them a whole sob story, so you might as well try it," Eddie says, wrapping his hand around Buck's knee and jostling him gently. Buck takes the picker, then laughs, dropping his forehead to Eddie's shoulder.

"Sob story, huh?"

"Just saying. Probably more sanitary than trying to stick your bare hand down a storm drain."

"I love you," Buck tells him, and he feels Eddie's shoulder shake slightly with laughter before he straightens up.

"Love you too," he says. "Now come on, let's get started on this rescue operation. Though I think our patient is gonna need a thorough hose-down before we can transport him."

Buck snickers into Eddie's shirt. His eyes aren't wet, because that would be dumb. He rubs his cheek against the warm cotton anyway before lifting his head. "You're such a dork."

Eddie grins at him, ruffled and lovely in the afternoon sunlight. "Just trying to follow proper triage protocol here."

"Dork," Buck repeats, but he leans in to steal a brief kiss before they get the rescue operation underway.

[angelsanarchy]

Righteousness of Man: Kappa x Y/N- Mini Series PRT 10 {END}

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Y/n came to laying against the tire of the van. It was dark out but she could see someone's body being drug to a shallow hole. When her vision came back into focus, she watched Kappa shoving the bodies of Sigma and Theta into the hole and covering it with the small mound of dirt her had created from digging the shallow grave.

"This it the first time I've seen you serve your people instead of the other way around." She croaked out making his head snap towards her. He walks towards her and punches her across the face, knocking her unconscious again.

The second time she woke up, her hands were tied tightly with twine, she was propped against the bed in Kappa's trailer and he was sitting in a chair staring at her.

"Seriously? This is the final destination?" She shook her head feeling the ache of her jaw from his previous strike.

"Who are you?" Kappa asked with dead eyes. He held his giant hunting knife in his hands as he stared at her.

"Why does that matter now?" She asked nonchalantly.

"Why did you come here?" He asked skipping the first question.

"Because you brought me here or have all the drugs rotted your brain." Kappa lunched up from his chair and drove the blade into her thigh.

"FUCK!" She yelped. Kappa kept his face completely devoid of emotion.

"T-the things you preach...they've been heard by many ears. Ears of people who fear you have the charisma to be the next Manson or Koresh." Y/n explained adjusting to the new pain in her thigh.

"Who sent you?" He asked still sitting close enough for her to smell the dirt and sweat from his skin.

"No one, I volunteered." Y/n admitted.

"You stayed here for months, fucked me for months, treated my people like your own all because someone was worried we would have the power to show people what's really going on?" Kappa said with disgust.

"What's really going on is going to save the world. Your beliefs are tainted in your own narcissistic ego and it will cause a lot more people pain if you aren't stopped." Y/n pressed.

Kappa sat back, pulling the blade from her leg and watching as the blood poured out of the wound.

"Was any of it real? Anything you said to me when it wasn't for everyone else. How does someone trick another into loving them just to destroy them." Kappa asked in disbelief.

"There was a moment I thought maybe I could convince you that humans and replicas could co-exist with one another without the fear of extinction...but than you raped me as a punishment and I knew there was no saving someone like you. Someone whose human brain could say that they loved someone and still went out of their way to hurt and control them physically." Y/n gritted out, watching Kappa's eyes for any sign of remorse.

"I made one mistake and you-"

"THAT IS NOT A MISTAKE! That...that is never a mistake and I'm more than positive I wasn't your only victim." Y/n was finding her anger. She could see him looking for something to tie off her leg wound and she laughed out loud.

"God you really are stupid. What are you doing?" She chastised.

"Trying to make sure you don't bleed out before I'm done cutting you into tiny pieces like you suggested." He grinned. She shook her head at home.

"You know, in another life, if you weren't a complete monster in your self righteousness, I might have been able to actually fall in love with you." Y/n said sincerely. Kappa paused holding the towel in his hands.

"Well...not me physically but my actually self." Kappa looked up from her wound to her eyes.

"W-what?" She held a smirk of her own that screamed checkmate. When she didn't answer him, he wrapped his hand around her throat.

"What does that mean!?" He growled in her face, squeezing her throat as she tried to laugh. Kappa stabbed her in the stomach and she cried out in what he thought was pain but her cries turned into hysterics.

"You simple fuck." She shook her head.

"You can't be....you bleed like-"

"Like a human? Yeah I know. My replica is a newer model. Once we realized there were people like you that existed trying to the replicas out, we realized we needed better mechanisms to ward off fanatics. This replicas flesh and blood is real but if you look deeper..." She let her eyes fall to her leg and Kappa started digging into the flesh until he found metal rods.

He stumbled backwards off the bed and landed against the wall in shock. Her blood stained his hands and he kept shaking his head.

"You could try and cut my heart out if you want but you won't find it. That is located in my own body, lying in my own pod, completely naked and untouched of your filth." Y/n sneered.

"But you...you've been inside of my replica, tasted its cum, consumed it's blood...you have replica running through your veins now." Y/n continued to speak as Kappa felt himself start to choke. He wanted to vomit but couldn't force himself to.

"W-why! Why did you do this?" Kappa cried out but before she could answer, the door of the trailer was kicked in and agents rushed in to take Kappa into custody. He tried to fight them but he was no match. Kappa was taken into custody and thrown into prison without a trial or anything.

When he saw Y/n again, he was in his cell, chained to a bed in stripped clothing, looking worse for wear. He heard heels clicking along the cement floor but didn't bother looking up when he heard the door open. It was either someone with more drugs to keep him sedate or a guard wanting to taunt him.

"Hello darling." Kappa froze hearing the voice. He looked up and there she stood. Y/n was standing before him after almost a 6 months of being locked in this basement cage of hell.

"I bet you're wondering why I'm here." She sighed walking further into his cell. He couldn't move even if he wanted to because of the chains.

"I wanted to meet you in person. I feel like it was only right since we spent so much time together." Y/n folded her hands in front of her. Kappa sat staring at her for a moment before letting himself snicker.

"Something funny?" She asked curiously.

"Just thinking of all the fun I got to have with that skin suit. It was a decent fuck. I'll be able to jerk off tonight thinking about fucking you in the ass." Kappa thought he could get under her skin but she smiled at him.

"Cute...but what you're referring to is my replica. I am the real Y/n. Flesh, blood, beating heart that you could never have, deliciously wet pussy you'll never get to taste or fuck and a pretty toned ass that rides a cock much bigger than yours, every single night." Y/n teased with a smile so wide, the blush on her cheeks was undeniable.

Kappa's smile faded and realized he could smell her perfume. She was completely human and something about her made his mouth water.

"I want you to take a good look at me Kappa. I want you to know that you never had or will ever have me, no part of me. When you go to close your eyes tonight, remember that the only thing you possessed...was the machines you fought so wholly against. That is what lives inside of you now." Y/n said holding the maniacal smile on her face as Kappa let his eyes fall back to his chained wrists. She turned on her heels and exited the cell letting the sound of them click across the cement again and as she reached the elevator, she could hear Kappa's screams. The rantings of a mad man had turned into the wails of a broken soul.

~END

[ixiot-ghostrebel]

My next brainrot what if there was a aeon representing fear like evryone kn universe dears this aeon so much to point of refusing saying thier name only calling the aeon by nicknames and the only ones who call the aeon of fear like just another aeon are the pepole who walks on path of fear and reader is one of them before they gets on path of fear they were terifited of the aeon to but one day they understands that fear is needed becose withote it humanity wodul be doomed

As for reader personality they are more stoic to terrifying point but when helping pepole with thier fears or phobia they are very gentel and friendly

As for charaters

Selle

Asta

Natasha

@Zardas75 you are literally the sole reason why my blog is even alive at this point. I need more ppl to enter in some requests fr 😭 my motivation dies on me too quickly 😔

Btw, I'm mainly going to just focus on the fact that Reader follows the Path of Fear than the Aeon of Fear in general if that's okay with you.

Path of Fear!Reader With Stelle, Asta, and Natasha!

Stelle

Color yourself surprised: She saw right through your stoic and terrifying point.

How, you might ask? Well, the story's very simple: She was out searching for trash cans, and stumbled upon you with some random stranger she doesn't know, trying to coax them because (to her horror), they were afraid of trash monsters.

Okay, first of all—how dare this stranger! If Stelle wasn't digging in another trash can at the point, she would bonk the living daylights out of them. And you looked cool, so she didn't give into her murder tendencies.

The moment you and she interacted, Stelle was caught a little off at how stoic and terrifying you were trying to be—but come on, she's not afraid of you no matter how hard she tries.

Sorry, but after being stabbed with a giant ice lance thing through her chest, someone glaring holes into her isn't going to scare Stelle off. Besides, she's seen the other side of you while hunting down trash cans. If anything, her...unique quirkiness and traits kind of scare you.

"Stop digging in the trash cans." "I FOUND TREASURE!" "...You are so annoying." "Okay :D"

Safe to say though, you aren't getting rid of Stelle so easily.

Asta

She meets you when several scientists on the Herta's Space Station starts to become very pale, some even running off in the opposite direction they were walking towards. She turns around, and bam—she's also a little terrified to see you.

Even the way you walk was enough for her to drop her precious telescope she carries along with her.

Were you not with the Astral Express Crew, she thought you might have been a new recruit for the Stellaron Hunters or something. You were terrifying!

Yet something about you was very endearing as well. It only amplifies more when Asta catches you taking care of a scientist and their phobia. She almost envies the attention from your soft side.

She tries her best to steel her own nerves as she tries to get to know you better—it's obvious that, despite that stoic and cold facade you have, you were someone of a kind heart and of pure intentions.

"The stars....they're all just a lie, in one world." (did you catch the reference? 👀) "W-well, I assure you, they aren't here! If anything, uhm—they're much more fascinating here at the station!" "Hm. You're about to drop your telescope thing." "R-right! Ah, shoot—uh, sorry!"

Yeah, she's still failing. You're terrifying yet fine as hell.

Natasha

The moment she sees some of her patients pale and a few children cry and running off to hide, she thought some rogue or criminal entered her infirmary.

Turns out, it was just you. You were as terrifying as you were beautiful. If she didn't know better, Natasha would've said she mighy have gotten a heart attack just simply glancing at you.

She tries her best to be polite to you despite her fear of you, and Natasha really adores your soft side when she catches how you help children overcome their fears.

"A-Ah, Y/N! I didn't see you there. How can I helo you?" "I got stabbed in the arm." "Alright, don't worry—I'll be sure to...check up on it."

Whenever you arrive to the infirmary, be it injuries or other reasons, Natasha fumbles on her own words. The question is if it's out of fear or romantic attraction 👀

Ghost Rebel Side Notes: I am so sorry that this took longer than needed! I was caught up in a lot of IRL events, and couldn't finish thid earlier than I wanted it to.

Please, feel free to send requests to me! I honestly need them—the sagau genshin series I'm working on is dying due to my lack of motivation :')

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[thatdeadaquarius]

How about Benny in SAGAU? Like a continuation with Razor?? We do not talk about your growing found family 😤

Like, how would be his 'unluckiness'? Dya cancel it or you get pulled with his shenanigans? I feel like he might introduce you to his Dads no, we are still not going to talk about it 😤😤

A little scenario kept getting into my head when Benny applies Pyro and then Razor used his Electro and y'all got yer asses pounded on the ground ��👌🏻and just taking care of each other's wounds 🥺🥺

You better be with him whenever he opens a chest so it wouldn't only spawn veggies, but decent weapon AND mora as well! You know, actual treasures, HOYO!!

BENNYYYYY ANOTHER ONE OF MY BOYSSS

This kid also arguably needs more parental supervision just bc of his sheer bad luck, poor kid

(i adore the headcanon that no matter the person's gender, he calls them dad lol)

Like,, hoyo cursed him and he's in a world with traps, monsters, fatui, MAGIC?? 💀 bro how is Benny still alive??!!

(LOOK AT HOW CUTE THEY LOOK IN THIS GIF MY BOYS 🥺)

Okay but the fact that Benny calls so many ppl dad just proves his desire for parental/sibling affection 💔

Aight since u phrased this as a continuation of this post <3 RAZOR MY BOYYYY

That is what we shall do :) ! ! !

So ur running with the wolves still lol

Also ur symbol as the Creator reader is 🦄 or 🌈, bc ur gay and special, jk its bc elements i promise lol

Or even 😑 / 😶 for language reader shenanigans

♡

EDIT 4/11/24: HELLA forgot to say theres a sorta Part 3, its more focused on Razor living, rather than Benny tho fair warning!

Lupical for life bro

U r chillin with the pack now

Razor now has a sweet new digs, fits, and now a crazy amount of power

Bc ur just that great 💅

You have officially moved on to purchasing some leftover amenities/new furniture etc. for him and you :D

And while u could get some stuff in Springvale, like lanterns and soap and perfume and whatnot

Ur still not rlly getting furniture like a bedframe or some storage space, like a nightstand, from them

Which u dont need bc u still got an inventory

...but Razor definitely needs to store all his goodies somewhere that isnt up a tree or buried in a hole 😃

Yes, u did have to tell him to stop doing that.

So yall (u and Razor) are in Mondstadt a lot these days, and ur routine consists of grinding domains, hunting for food, hanging with cute Lupical puppies, playing giant tic-tac-toe w/ Andrius bc poor guy is pretty bored these days etc.

So you figured you run into ppl eventually, afterall you'd already re-met Lisa :)

(who at first was kind of taken aback to Razor having made a random adult friend in the woods, but after vibe checking her , and her vibe checking you, yall were cool, tho she did start reading these new lore books you didnt recognize called "Immortal They Return: A Series of Prophesies", she avoided ur questions abt it too..)

It was inevitable that after introducing you to Lisa, he'd gotten all excited at seeing two familiar figures hanging around Kathryne one day

THE BANDS GETTING BACK TOGETHER, ITS-

Fischl and Bennett !! :D the cutest adventurers in all of Mondstadt ! (besides Klee)

The two take one look at you and Razor and coming running

..

...

....well mostly Fischl,

Bennett got his boot laces tangled together somehow? And is kinda hopping his way over

Immediately the electro vision royalty launches into their quintessential speech (they/them fischl SUPREMACY)

And as u get introduced,

U watch the pyro boy hop and trip over while trying to untie the laces

And just as he's about to go down, and ur debating reaching out and supporting the poor guy bc geez this looks sm worse in person-

Bennett has finally gotten his shoes untied!

Even he looks shocked 💀

And he like, apruptly stops falling over too?

And walks over with no issue??

Theres even a few out of place cobblestones in his path which he sees and moves to avoid

You dont know who looks more shocked and kinda scared you, him, or Fischl/Oz or Razor

Fischl and Razor have stopped talking bc it was more distracting Bennett didnt fall 😭

..

...yall all just kinda,, stand in a circle of silence (well fly in oz's case)

Staring at Bennett.

(Even Katheryne looks impressed😭)

After a couple of shook seconds, Fischl is nearly yelling about some kind of curse being lifted?? , Razor is like, sniffing Bennett's immediate area for sus scents, Bennett is kicking rocks to see if any of them hit him anymore, and poor Oz is trying to calm them down

(none of the rocks hit Bennett btw, or anything valuable around him)

◇

So after that fiasco, u offer to take them around to the parts of Mondstadt they weren't allowed to go to w/o at least 1 adult :)

Theyre pumped and yall set off!

At first, Bennett hangs back, as Fischl and Razor throw themselves into monster battles yall encounter, as per what seems like a routine u assume bc of his bad luck

Eh, u figure while hes here, u might as well reveal u can make him stronger, u think he definitely needs the HP...

If there were any characters youd be worried about needing more power/HP in Mondstadt that u could level up besides Razor, itd be Bennett, hands down.

Between his adventuring, unnatural bad luck, and no parental supervision..

(even Klee seems better off than him, and shes like 7 💀)

Yeah, needless to say u were worried abt the guy

So he looks adorably fascinated <3, bc turns out they can see some of ur interface!

Mostly it looks like floating magical icons and that weird Teyvat language u saw in game, like that Abyss/ruins language u see all the time?

Bennett showed u his perspective in a sand drawing, hes actually pretty good at art wow

Razor couldnt rlly find the words to describe it before which is why u werent sure what they saw before now

And with that hes called into battle last by the others, mostly to apply pyro 🔥

and he fights at the edges to be further away from ppl u notice so he wont affect their luck..

aw Benny </3 :(

But as he draws his sword and ur getting ready trying to become a cheerleader for both Razor and Fischl but particularly Bennett,

He full on takes out 3 hilichurls at once 💀

...then with the dramatic down swing he does, he accidentally launches a rock right at the bigger hilichurl's foot..

...which trips him out of his axe swing...

...which makes it let go of the axe...

...which goes flying...

....breaks the last bit of the cryo abyss mage's shield bubble...

....

......

........and smacks it on the head too.

..fischl, oz, and razor halfway thru this insanity just like,, lower their weapons and stop to watch

Even the abyss mage is looking at Bennett surprised 😭😭

◇

Congratulations!

Bro, an achievement pops up-

"Lucky Day!!!"

Its little description says, "As Teyvat's God, you give the unluckiest person in Teyvat the luckiest day ever!"

💀

Bennett just sits down on the ground.

♤

(Same Benny because, this is where I lost it all, guys. All of that writing. Gone. Forever. I'm putting this here as both a gravestone for it, and a call out to tumblr. I'm not afraid of this website or its shitty admins, meet me in my dms for a real fight you fucks 🥊🥋🧍‍♂️you took what mattered to me, I'll take what matters to you, you god awful programmers. 🥲😐)

♤

And it just keeps happening like that for the rest of the day you guys are together.

Every chest Benny opens are way higher quality than they should be

Especially for him.

(also u have gotten so comfy from before when u were playing Genshin that u r physically struggling not to call him Benny, so when u do accidentally call him that, u try to apologize politely, but he just talks about finally having a nickname so giddy that u just stick with Benny, what a cutie)

Common chests, Razor/Fischl gets what u expect, you personally maybe get a little extra materials and money,

But Benny?

He opens a common chest and suddenly it's a secret Precious chest

The pyro boy honestly looks a little afraid

◇

You guys have a picnic later on for lunch together, partially bc Razor rlly wanted them to try ur food !! :D

Fischl and Benny were drooling over garlic salt, jesus- Teyvat's been deprived-

The blanket u used was a custom one u got made for Razor for his bday awhile back, all diff shades of purple and some silver wolf puppies and pawprints on it, 10/10 vv cute he loves it :)

(and also showed it off to his friends, Benny in particular looks smitten by it..)

◇

Fischl eventually gets herded by Oz back to Mondstadt bc of their parents wanting them back by dinner,

So u Razor and Benny r left to wander around :]

As u guys explore and get chests and talk,

U all begin to gather ingredients for dinner (not that u dont have an inventory but the boys dont wanna cut into ur supplies, the sweethearts)

... Benny slowly starts to find and accumulate foodstuffs

Those Phileano? mushrooms (the white toasty looking ones that r always on roofs or windmills?)

He finds at eye level on nearly any building u come across.

Crabs?

Benny currently has his shirt turned into a basket trying to contain them, and more are flocking to him lol

Snap dragons? Calla lilies?? Even violetgrass, those purple horsetails, lotus heads, and a few qingqin from Liyue somehow make it into his bag 💀

The real question to ask at this point is, when wasn't Bennett lucky today??

(wow never thought youd hear that one)

◇

So its a few weeks later, and Benny is like spending, every day with yall now lol

Ur getting dinner ready for u guys, and ur hopefully gonna make enough to leave leftovers for Lupical and Andrius,

So Razor has gone off to get some water to boil,

And Benny is climbing this huge tree to reach some eggs

And as he gets farther and farther up the tree away from you, he starts to slip more often 😬

Finally as he reaches the top, u realize after weeks without even a trip from him whenever hes around yall, why he wasnt unlucky-

...the closer he is to you, the luckier he is, and the farther Benny is-

He steps on a dead branch and it snaps :0 !!

Just as he falls, he screams and yells,

"DAD!!"

U push together some thick bushes and vines to catch him luckily

(lord knows u couldnt have caught him no matter how light he is, rip benny)

..Benny is okay, but he does go red in the face, and when u ask if he wants u to get one of his dads from the guild to check him over/make him feel better?

He says quickly "NO THANKS!"

Then Razor comes back like, "You call Lupical dad now?"

Benny: "What? No!"

You: "Do u see me as a, father figure, Bennett?"

Benny: "NO- more like I see u as a BOTHER figure bc ur always BOTHERING ME-"

Lol anyways jk

what a cutie tho,

(Ur Creator vibes made him feel vv at home in a way he hasnt felt before, so u got the honors early <3)

so ur a Dad™️ now (regardless of ur gender btw)

hope u like having a pack of puppies, a wolf spirit god, a wild wolf raised boy, and another wild but adventurer guild raised boy as ur family now 🤷‍♂️

Congratz U R THE FATHER LMAO

♧

You may or may not have also gotten onto Benny for charging straight into battle at other times, bc hes so used to bad luck happening anyway, apparently its canon he will just run in???

(to the point Grand Master VARKAS commented on it??!!)

U were pissed, bonked his head and everything-

He looked sufficiently chastised, but when u originally found out Fischl and Razor were nearby,

And u just hear snickering behind u as u bop him

(U bop them later too for that lol)

◇

Benny is also very good at treating injuries bc of this too apparantly,

So one time when you Razor and him were engaging with a couple hilichurls again on the way to Windrise,

Benny applied pyro, and bc u were standing father away than usual (there was an archer earlier u were dodging)

His bad luck crept in and when Razor went to charge up his wolf spirit electro ult-

...everyone went flying back.

...Including Benny and Razor 💀

You heard a really sick pop!

From Benny's shoulder :(

You quickly start pullin out the healing foods lol shove a fishstick in his mouth screaming IT HEALS like a crazed grandparent lmao

But Benny has already sighed and sat up, popping his arm back into place

🤢🤮

You^

While u do praise his healing??? skills,

U have found out thru him that apparently ur food also gives some pain killer effects

So u scold him and bop him on the head with some dango 🍡

For not waiting on u to help him lol

..

Which btw-

Any healing food u give him, he treats like the bandages many others give him, like Barbara, Katheryne, his guild dads, etc.

And holds onto them, rarely eating them

(Ur stuff preserves until needed bc its magical Creator powers surprise, surprise)

Benny feels like its a tangible piece of your care he can keep with him <3 sobs

"Well, since you're by my side, I guess I'm not that unlucky after all!"

proud of you son :')

♤

Ok so youve been getting Razor and u furnishings right

And youve been asking him what he wants to add to the caves digs ! :]

(U made a more fortified "front door" to the cave entrance, its also not that deep of a cave so there r only like 3 other "rooms" besides the main entrance area)

U improved both of u guys beds (tho razor will crash urs if he has a nightmare)

Along with some new outfits for him!

And so he has requested some stuff, but as time goes on,

Slowly, Razor goes from telling Benny about what new thing u added or telling his friend abt what he wants for the cave/himself,

To asking Benny what he wants bc he stays over so often 😭

(Youve gotten Benny factored into ur finances now lol, u gave him new clothes, new gear, amenities, etc. It also helps him bc he doesnt rlly have a main caretaker, so if he needs money he has to take commissions, which can be dangerous to him alone bc if u dont know, Benny's Adventuring Team only has him as the single member of it, plus thats not good if he is too sick or too injured to work, so a 2nd source of lowkey income is good for him <3 )

◇

U now have a coffee table as the dinner table (razor was used to sitting on the ground to eat so a high table felt weird to him)

And it has a few pillow chair thingys?

For you, Razor, Benny, and a guest aw 💘

Benny also originally wanted to help make smth for u guys as a house warming gift

but bc he would try to work on it away from ur influence, it would break everytime :(

Eventually u just coninvced the poor kid to help u pick out some nice rugs and stuff lol

He also has surprisingly good interior design tastes, huh, who knew?

(cough when benny stays over he usually stays in razors bed, but occasionally theyre both lonely had nightmares and ask to crash with u, i love these kids sm cough)

♧

Recently youve been visiting Benny in town even w/o Razor sometimes (rare as it is lol)

Mostly bc it seems like he needs the attention too <3

U gotta make sure hes eating real food okay

U dont want him to end up like u in ur world where u ate snacks for dinner when u were his age...

And Benny gets super hype about it every time, hes grabbing u by the arm, hauling u around to talk to ppl etc.

(Did i mention ur one of the few or not at all ppl who he can freely hold onto no matter the weather/situation bc his bad luck doesnt happen to you?? Oh no??? Well there u go :)

Most notably, to talk to the other Guild Dads™️

They deadass lowkey postured at you for an hour at you before giving in bc u seemed to be the only good luck charm the kid's ever gotten in his entire life 😭

They also r rlly happy someone is able to bc of his rlly bad luck willing to look out for him when they cant :)

♡

For his birthday, you guys all celebrated by doing a picnic again like when u first met them, and you made him a cake

Benny's face rlly said " :'D !! "

Later on, for presents, you got him a blanket matching Razor's !!

Shades of red, with some good luck symbols thruout to maybe make up for when ur not there, and puppies all over <3

And at the top, you yourself embroidered (attempted, so its kinda sloppy but still readable, its endearing you like to think)

"Benny's Adventure Team"

With your name, Razor, Fischl, and even Oz and Andrius lol, all embroidered (not by u bc u stabbed urself enough times making the title thx) as team members down below 👍

You also show him a copy of the book record Katheryne keeps of adventuring teams, telling him that you snuck into Mondstadt one day w/o him knowing and officially signed you guys together (the others agreed too ofc)

.

..

...

...Benny cried, straight up.

And just like held onto you for bascially the rest of the day ❤️

♡

MY HEART FOR MY BOYS FOREVER

♡

(you also may or may not have signed the corner with "love, dad" haha what)

♡

☆

I just want y'all to know.

I had like this whole thing ready to post.

Then tumblr decided it didn't like any of my writing, and deleted half of this post.

U probably saw the spot i marked where i lost it all :'/

I think it took an hour? Or at least 30 minutes to write.

Guess tumblr didn't like that I was adding so much in one go.

So now it's gone.

Doin smth ballsy bc in order to avoid that, ive just rewritten that lost half, and am just going to post it straight up rather than expecting it to save my draft 🥲

Those beautiful moments between Bennett and us, are gone forever. My memory isn't good enough to rewrite it all. ;-;

If you don't mind, I'll be crying somewhere over those lost Benny moments that I drafted on here and can no longer remember to add.

I guess that's tumblr's cruel way of telling me to go the extra mile and draft my bullshit on a literal Google Doc then come back here and deal with the formatting transition hell.

Thanks tumblr.

Appreciate the writing advice.

💔

(Fischl Voice) TIS I, WATERS OF THE SKY, IN THE NIGHT I SHINE UPON THEE, OH MOST HEAVENLY OF DIVINE BEINGS, FEAST YOUR EYES UPON MY OFFERINGS TO THINE BELOW!! COME ONE, COME ALL, FIND MY LABRYNTH'S RULES, AND REJOICE IF YE FIND THE TREASURE WITHIN!

(Oz translation: hey its aquarius here! I hope you gods enjoyed my writing! Feel free to check out my Masterpost/Writing Rules List if you guys ever wanna request something, including non-Sagau/Isekai stuff! :] )

Cheers,

🌒🌧🌊Aquarius♒️🌌🌘

♡the beloveds♡

@karmawonders / @0rah-s / @randomnatics / @glxssynarvi / @nexylaza / @genshin-impacts-me / @wholesomey-artist

(^^^^

Hey not sure if yall will see this, but while this does have influences of Sagau/Isekai genshin, its still pretty just platonic genshin stuff, so let me know if thats not what u wanna be tagged for - just dm me!!)

[stories-me]

Potential Character for Mrs. Kelsey and Tumblr 8/6/2024:

Nimona, Seemingly Teenage Shapeshifter:

What she’s from: Nimona.

Personality:

Nimona is a rebellious and thrill-seeking individual who wants to overthrow the institution and initially only decided to work for Ballister because she was bored. She desires to kill her enemies and tries to do so when given the opportunity, and is only stopped by Ballister who tries to serve as her moral compass.

Despite her sadistic traits and liking to prank and scare people, Nimona hates being called a monster, as it reminds her how she was once attacked by villagers for her shapeshifting abilities, and betrayed by her friend Gloreth after the latter was manipulated by her parents to see Nimona as a monster.

Nimona would grow to become best friends with Ballister, but after he finds out that she was the creature in Gloreth’s stories and their friendship got broken by Ballister pulling out a weapon, Nimona would go on a rampage, burning down part of the kingdom’s city and putting civilians in danger.

However, after being humiliated and mocked by the civilians when she was knocked out by several of the city’s security drones, Nimona tries to kill herself by using the sword of Gloreth’s statue before being calmed down by Ballister, which caused her to start hugging him. When she saw that the Director was going to use her cannons to destroy half of the city, Nimona stopped her by turning into a giant bird and going to the cannons before they were fired. The relationship with her and Ballister stayed solid even after her presumed death, and she was extremely happy when he found out she was alive.

Background:

Nimona was a shapeshifting girl who 1000 years before the movie’s events, tried to find somewhere she could fit in, and one day met a girl named Gloreth. The two would become friends and they would often play with each other. However, when Gloreth’s village saw Nimona shapeshifting, they became horrified and attacked her, and when Nimona tried to talk to Gloreth, she was manipulated by her parents to see Nimona as a monster, and told her to leave her village. Saddened by this, Nimona would start to accept her treatment as a villain and decided to cause havoc and chaos everywhere around her.

She is first seen in the movie vandalizing one of the Institute’s posters, and after seeing a report about Ballister Boldheart, who had been accused of being the killer of Queen Valerin, she decided to go to his lair and talk to him. There, Nimona asks him to become his sidekick and commit crimes with him, unaware that Ballister wasn’t interested in villainy and that he wanted to prove his innocence in the death of Queen Valerin.

After a series of incidents in the movie (Spoiler alert).

The next few months, people would start to see Nimona and Ballister as heroes and make a memorial for Nimona who was presumed dead, with even a remorseful Todd honoring her memory. However, when Ballister goes to his old lair, he finds Nimona alive and is extremely happy.

How she is like me:

When we do bad things, we both feel pretty upset about it. Also, deep down, we’re both good people. I usually try to avoid doing bad things by mostly just keeping certain thoughts of what I’d LIKE to do inside my head. I usually try to recompense by apologizing and being as nice as possible. Nimona began her recompense for her time as a would-be villain by killing the Director.

Kelsey Notes:

Sometimes when you’ve made a bad decision your mind can trick you into thinking that you’re better off digging the hole deeper

For some people emotions can be very strong, especially when we feel that we’ve hurt the ones we love who help us

It was difficult for Nimona to problem solve her way out of a situation when others misjudged her. 

Unfortunately, how people judge us can be out of our control, what we do have control over is our reactions to certain situations.

It is more difficult to stop ourselves in the moment and control how we handle a situation, especially when we don’t exactly know how to solve the problem

When we remain calm people want to be around us, when we get agitated quickly other people can feel those emotions making it less likely for them to want to be around us or help us

Overall, you may not know exactly how a problem is going to get solved but you can always trust that your support system will be there to help you through it and generally receive the best outcome possible

[dead-fandom-imagines]

Tales of an Artificer / How to Be Eaten

Not me literally falling into the Baldur's Gate/Astarion rabbit hole.

That man has an iron grip on me, and because of that, I had to begin writing a new book.

Make that TWO books, plus I have another book idea in the mix~

Both of them revolve around an Astarion love story!

I hope you enjoy them <3

These are rated for much older audiences so please read the tags closely (As in 18+, so minors do not interact!)

Tales of an Artificer

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Summary:

An artificer with a pension for trouble, Etalia Albane knows the world best when it's behind a handcrafted, arcane scope.

Years of mischief should have led her on a path of petty crime and prison sentences, but her dream of becoming a world-renowned inventor has sent her on a journey to Baldur's Gate with nothing but her Eldritch Cannons, robots, and warforge companions. That is until she bumps into Tav and her company during a routine grave-digging operation: a crew of strangers bonded by a mind flayer tadpole deep within their skulls.

With nothing else but wishes and prayers to gods that may or may not listen to them, Etalia agrees to a partnership in the hope they'll arrive there alive, and it seems that a giant brain in the sky may be the least of their problems…

***

A story in which two idiots fall in love but they can't seem to say it.

Also a major plot is that Astarion has a charisma of 10 battling someone with an intelligence of 19 but a wisdom of like 4. It’s a slow burn that revolves around friends to lovers and though the artificer falls hard the vampire falls harder.

How to Be Eaten

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Summary:

The sisters three.

The road to salvation is a tricky one, and forest creatures, Amaris, Lara, and Eteri have woken up from a terrible slumber. Once forced to tread the world as statues, lost and forgotten in the trees, Amaris and Lara have found themselves on a nautiloid in the hells of the Tieflings, and that’s only just the beginning.

Amaris is blind.

Lara is mute.

Eteri cannot hear.

Split between one another, each of them finds themselves on a different path, one forged on love, fear, and fights, twisted in secrets. And Amaris may have found trouble in the hands of a two-hundred-year-old vampire.

One who speaks devilish words.

A rogue with a bite.

A monster who asks for her blood.

[poll-life-smp]

OPTIONS 3

“What is that?” Etoiles gasped, switching his gaze between his team and the immense structure in front of him.

“I have no idea,” Answered Joe, amicably punching Rat’s shoulder, “But we need to find Oli and finish this once and for all”

The three of them where standing there, right by Oli and Squiddo’s base, a giant maze of dirt and cobble, punctured with holes leading to the chasm beneath, scar of it’s previous battle, some redstone was still exposed, intertwined between the remaining explosives, the maze itself seem to growl in hunger, whatever had happened here had let quite a mark.

“Look, there he is!” Rat exclaimed, pointing to  an upside down house stuck to the ceiling of a natural archway, the freaky generation of the terrain almost having a liminal feeling; The house itself, however, was pretty basic as far as Minecraft bases go, a wooden box with a triangle frame as a roof, even if the flip made it more of the floor, but it was eerily long, way longer than needed, as if it was stretched out of proportion, lines of Redstones dangling  from it’s lowest point down to the ground, and through the large window, taking almost all of the wall in front of them, Oli was standing, looking at them, waiting by a bunch of buttons placed across the room.

“Come and get me if you dare” Oli sent, the message echoing through their mind, “this time, I’m the one in control” he continued to type.

“Well, we deal with him and then we fight” Etoiles stated before engulfing himself in the maze, closely followed by Joe

“I guess we do,” Rat added, taking his pickaxe and digging through the walls, “but I ain’t doing this!”

“Perfect” Oli finaly sent, seeing them all underneath, “let’s play.” He lunged toward the button in front of him, sending a few TNT minecarts he had managed to craft down below, destroying the maze even more.

One of them managed to hit Rat, while it was surprisingly not fatal, it left a gaping hole in the wall in front of him, on the other side laid one terrible beast, it’s deep black eyes and gray horns slowly turning toward him, grunting.

“Oh, hey Ravi, long time no see huh?” Rat blurted before sprinting back toward the entrance, but the massive ravager was just faster.

doctor4t was slain by ravager

“Joe watch out!” screamed Etoiles, Now that his previous owner was dead, the ravager had turned toward Joe, who was scaling up the wall he was standing on.

Luckily, Joe managed to evade the rushing monster in time, gripping onto the ladders Etoiles had just placed, “Come down Oli, and fight!” he screamed, pointing it crossbow had the house above.

“Come and get me then!” Oli replied, sending another Minecraft through the chimney. the minecart missed it’s intended target, somehow surviving the fall and now gliding across the uneven floor of the labyrinth, and soon hit a step too steep and detonated. Joe and Etoiles where far enough to not even feel the blast, but they were standing on the least destroyed part of the maze, only let this intact because the TNTs beneath hadn’t exploded, at least until now.

etoiles blew up

The chain reaction was quick and brutal, the wall erupted into a pillar of fire, some explosive even getting blasted up to Oli, Joe was sent flying too, hitting his head into the natural archway above, flung above where he and Etoiles were just standing, now annihilated; There was no trace of this maze section’s existence, or of Etoiles if it mattered, nothing but the gigantic sinkhole beneath, and Joe was falling fast.

joehillssays hit the ground to hard

art by @amastelaire

[tamamoarts]

A Choreo: Legend of Loco Theory

The Five Suns Theory (Coined by yours truly.) BASED ON THE ONE LORE VIDEO AT OUR DISPOSAL:

OKAY, so, It started out with me wondering what the rubber duck was all about. (A secret character in demo that whispers ominous warnings in your ear) He's obviously important to the story, so I went digging for answers. In some of the concept art posted on the twitter page, we see this big mechanical bird with a torsion spring on it's back, like a wind-up toy! I had the thought that maybe this big bird was a Boss Form of the rubber duck- which eventually led me to the story of the Aztec god Huitzilopochtli! In his story, he turns himself into a giant bird to guide his people to salvation. I thought that maybe the guardians that sealed Choreo away could have also related back to Aztec gods, and wouldn't you know it, I found the myth of The Five Suns and related the guardians back to characters in the story. One of these guardians must be Huitzilopochtli. I'm not sure which one, but I assumed the yellow one because rubber ducks are yellow? That would mean maybe the red one is Quetzalcoatl, and the white one could be Tezcatlipoca, since both of them seem to be the leaders of their group in the story. The two blue guardians were easy to connect to the story, because according to the myth of The Five Suns, Tllaloc and his wife (or sister, depending on who's telling the story... probably sister in this case) Chalchiuhtlicue, who have power over water and the rivers, also help in creation of The Sun. (Their symbols are blue and very similar to each other) Five Suns, Five Guardians... they maybe end up creating the Sun Colossus to seal Choreo away? Somewhere in the story, they even seal away this giant monster named Cipactli, a beast with a million mouths, into the earth. This could be where Choreo fits in! This leaves out quite a few characters in the myth, but fills in every hole we have in the Loco Lore. TLDR: The guardians represent Huitzilopochtli, Quetzalcoatl, Tezcatlipoca, Tllaloc and Chalchiuhtlicue, and Choreo could be Cipactli.

[killingbill]

shotgun | swiss ghoul x mountain ghoul nsfw

Of course, Mountain is an Earth Ghoul. Of the soil, and respectful to what was here before him. He doesn’t often deal in flames. Doesn’t wish to scorch his fertile earth, nor his sacred ground.

These are the dangers of lying with a fire ghoul, like Swiss. The depths of hell burnt into the monster, who is devilishly handsome and equally as unpredictable. Like an open flame, dancing beneath sparks of embers that fall from the sky

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tw; drug use, first time drug use and knotting/breeding. graphic sex under the cut. archive of our own link.

The fire ghoul digs ravenous claws into Mountain’s shoulder, which makes the earth ghoul grunt. It’s a low sound that rumbles through both of their bodies and into Swiss’s core. “Mm! Fuck , Mount!” Swiss whines. Proceeding to offer a smile that begins small and lopsided, but only grows alongside a bashful chuckle. “ Relax, will ya?” 

Mountain has a harsh grip on Swiss’s hips using either hand. Large, knobby, and gnarled like wood. The branches thoughtlessly curl into the multi-ghoul like a lifeline. The devilish imp grinding down on his cock all the while, whilst Mountain shifts against the headboard. Bettering his position in the process, with a great sigh. Torso deflating, with the weightiness of it. 

Swiss is preoccupied. He throws his head back, perspiring thighs trembling with a wanton moan. “Fuck.” 

“Am relaxed. ” Mountain replies simply. His long hair has shifted over defined shoulders and the antler slopes and wide valleys of large, yet sensible horns. 

Swiss pinches a joint between two fingers in one hand, the other coming up to scratch the back of his neck with a flush. “Great. Heh. Good t’know, big guy.” Swiss regains the leverage he lost on Mountain’s shoulder with scrambling claws, before taking a drag of his spliff. Patting the gentle giant encouragingly on the shoulder.

“You asked. ” Mountain concedes. Leaning back and closing his eyes for a few beats, with the slowness of an old oak. Swiss cringes. Looking down at the cherry whilst sucking in a deep inhale. Mouth in an obvious ‘O’ before looking up at Mountain with a smirk. Rolling his hips, while smoke similarly rolls from his nostrils like a dragon. Grinding himself down on Mountain’s enormous cock with practiced curls of his torso. 

The beast groans, guttural and satisfied. Pressing fresh bruises into Swiss’ heated skin. Dripping with sweat, and becoming uncomfortably dangerous beneath his sensitive bark. 

Meanwhile, the change in pressure makes Swiss choke forth a crackling moan, his head lolling about before settling back and to the side. A knowing glint in his eye, with a smirk to match. Tail curling devilishly behind him. “ What’s the matter, big guy? ” Swiss asks. He’s watching Mountain, whose head is propped against the wall behind him. Great antlers stood proudly, with marble green eyes lidded and dry lips parted. 

Earth ghoul catches cerberus’ eye, and the smirk gets even larger. Mountain can only respond by narrowing his brows in question, though Swiss is suppressing mewls at the pressure on his lithe hip bones. His tail flicks once again in pleasure. Red eyes flashing mischievous as ever, while the larger hellbeast guides Swiss’ hips along his slick length. His impressive shaft slid sloppily in and out of the debased hole, spread open by the sheer size of the drummer. 

“Y’want some?” 

Mountain inhales with pause, but it’s equally due to the slowing of Swiss’ hips. The multi ghoul now grinds down with slight flourishes, while Mountain’s brow narrows. The toned stomach flexing and relaxing with deliberate rolls of his upper body. 

The two share a quiet moment of eye contact. 

“Mm..” Mountain hums again. Swiss’ lips enclosing the joint to take a small puff. Though, not enough for an adverse reaction . Giving Mountain time to think, while fingers ease somewhat. 

Brows furrow in a low moan that closes his eyes, again. Emerald orbs rolling back into the giant’s skull, at the sheer skill of the musician. 

Of course, Mountain is an earth ghoul. Of the soil, and respectful to what was here before him. He doesn’t often deal with flames. Doesn’t wish to scorch his fertile earth, nor his sacred ground. 

These are the dangers of lying with a fire ghoul, like Swiss . The depths of hell burnt into the monster, who is devilishly handsome and equally as unpredictable. Like an open flame, dancing beneath sparks of embers that fall from the sky. 

The constant temptation at the side of his pedestal, to the point of imagining when unable to consult his peripheral. 

So when Mountain’s eyes open his expression is pensive, at best. His lips part, and small and subtle pants escape the now open channel. His head shaking flyaway hair from his face. 

Swiss laughs, settling back comfortably. His hand moves to support himself on the mattress near Mountain’s thigh, while he looks down bashfully. The multi purpose ghoul giggling softly. 

He’s still holding the smoldering spliff, with hips rolling expertly all the while. Swiss looks up, just as the earth ghoul’s thumbs tighten into hip bones. “ Ah - Don’t worry, big guy .” Eyelashes bat, before looking away and back upward. Smirking, with a bashful yet salacious gaze. “ Don’t you like shit that’s natural? It’s grown by the earth .” Swiss smiles at him. It’s still mischievous, but there’s also a hint of warmth that slowly mingles with the flirtation. “C’mon, baby. I wouldn’t steer you wrong .” 

Mountain still looks unsure, but less so now. More pleasing, yet such is a subtle hint embedded in his timeless stare. He’s still guiding Swiss slowly down onto his cock, which remains slow but sure. Skillful, yet almost like an afterthought. 

However, the over-sensitive impending orgasm is now officially growing in the giant’s pleasure. Swiss’ cock similarly flushed, whilst it bobs between them. 

“ Here - lemme show you. You can take it from me.” 

Mountain blinks with a hitch in his breath, Swiss humming softly in the aftermath. Mountain asks. “How?” 

Swiss’ smirk quirks, and he soon leans upward. Easing forth with a swish of his spaded tail. His hand returns to Mountain’s shoulder, with hips rolling once more for good measure. 

Both make a pleasant sound. Mountain’s low, and smooth. “— s’called a shotgun . ” 

This makes the earth ghoul smirk, and slowly chuckle. Deep in his chest, like a kick drum. 

“Shotgun.” He repeats. 

“Yeah, baby. y’wanna try? ” 

continue on ao3.

[fanelectricboogieloo]

Lancebolt a Nomadic Dwarf fortress

ok currently in my DF50 Nomad (traveling through the world using dfhack to manipulate the fort site’s global min/max x/y coords) style experience I decided to send a bunch of Dwarves into the caverns to travel through them.

long effort post down below

uhh it ended up with the starting group getting mauled,

leaving them behind (taking the wagon and just literally leaving them behind) for a couple of human monster slayers and trekking it on the surface scooping visitors who wanted to explore the caverns,

traveled deep into the hilltop to start seeing the mounds (the dirt hole homes the dwarves live in) and decided to settle into testing if I could recruit the non-historical figure having citizens of the hilltop to my fort. Then uhh during the experiment to see if I could get more citizens I ended up gathering migrants and visitors from the treetops for a bit due to the original embark’s nanofort size and the trees growing lil to closely to the edge of the map causing visitors to show up in the tree branches.

while everything was a bit chill 3 invasions hit one of them being some necromancer showing up to reanimate some horse and dip.  the zombie horse mostly fended off the human invasion army of 2 people while the goblin one went in to ask for a parley which also ended with them murdering the goblin snatchers that came along after I accepted the parley which may have broken the process of giving them stuff. any way the experiment proved that hist figs are required for friendly units to even petition otherwise you just get a bunch of friendly faces that just stand there. the invasions depleted the population of 50+ back down to 12 which led to me slow marching the group out of the hilltop after causing so many bodies many being the citizens dying from the zombie horse assault... oh yeah during all that I ended up picking up an undead elf who shown up during the goblin siege, and I sent a werebeast goblin off to conquer some site which may or may not spark one of the invaders, the werebeast goblin had never return so it’s consider a boon. during the trek out of the hilltop I spotted a tunnel system and decided to go back to the cavern fort trek plan again with a bit more folks(the number jump up to 30) and a bit more wiser on building a bunker for the dwarves to live in so they don’t get jump while waiting for the map to shift to the next location.

art depicting what usually the small hole in the wall that stores a wagon.

the road arc of this session was interesting as I notice some interesting things on my travels like a burning pile of webs which led to learning that the roads intersect the gem cluster map events by paving a road through the gem cluster box and causing the game to activate the event on map load. I learn of this being the case when I spotted a demon in the middle of the road

this cavy humanoid made of coral fought and killed a giant bat and was really interested in the crammed pack of people behind a sealed door. so after some thinking I botched a plan to just dig away and just unload the map when the group double back and assault the cavy coral beast, the undead elf from earlier pop the cavy’s head off their body with a pickaxe. 

so after that event I was starting to feel like I should find the next settlement to probably end the run, and realize the tunnels like placing zigzag roads for going diagonal which mostly for my nomad setup means I’m burning seasons to make a right or left turn for 2 spaces. after a while of following the tunnel roads I got a sudden death by old age and it was one of my human civilians dying at uhh 87? with the remaining humans being around 44, 50ish and 61. this being a wake-up call to see how far I am on the world map I stop and pop open the embark menu and charted down the trek path I took.

so at this point I decided to just jump off the tunnels and just continue going west(still in the caverns) in hopes of finding a fort to hang out in.

during the off-road journey to the west I found a pack of ant people chilling, feeling hospitable I setup a mini tavern to rest and had the citizens entertain the group.

... I forgot about the caged vampire dwarf stored in the wagon... uhh so weird side-story I think the vampire dwarf got founded when I notice their name was different when I was trying to nickname them.

So Shem got persecuted by some religious baroness that pretty much been hated for their crusade which made me feel like Shem should get revenge... also only found out about Shem identity when they assisted in defending the fort during the invasion which is how I pinpointed which dwarf Shem was. So with a lil powers of dfhackery I summoned the baroness to the fort which I convict them to a crime they didn’t commit... as well as convicting Shem to a crime they confessed and had both of them lock up in cages, this was done during the hilltop arc and both of them were stored in the wagon ever since. the baroness later waste away from Dehydration while the vampire still alive just probably extremely thirsty. Any way this experience of playing somewhat vanilla dwarves... in an extremely entity modded world with Elephant-people having access to dragons and giant whales and other creatures.  Is pretty fun and has been scratching that adv mode itch I been getting since DF50 started with out it. though nomad style does give a refreshing different feel to DF that reminds me of the old advfort days. as eventful this fort is it also like the side fort to the one with a bunch of elephant people and a giraffe person.

[antihibikase2]

Requested by @mhizzberry!

Takes place after the Giant Chasm battle, but pre-Burn Heal (at least, the rewrite's version of it), meaning Cheren hasn't processed Hilbert's return yet.

He woke in a familiar feeling room, as if he had been here two years ago; feeling was all he could do, when he finds himself unable to see clearly or move his limbs.

His skin felt strangely cold- colder than he had ever felt before, as if he had been left to rot in the coldest winter night.

His memories were spotty; from flickering lights at a flying ship to a growing blizzard within a cavern, he could only remember his students' terrified faces as Zekrom and Kyurem were forcing themselves to split.

Everything else that happened was a blur.

Within a few seconds, his vision becomes clearer, and he finds himself in a sterile white room, flowers and plushies by his bedside.

The door clicks open, and someone steps inside, someone who seems pleased by his presence.

Strangely enough, their face is a blur, obscured by an inky black void.

When they speak, their words are garbled. As they come closer, their surroundings become distorted.

Cheren does not know how to respond to this being.

The creature does not know how to respond to his silence either.

They get uncomfortably close, placing hands on his shoulders with the grip of a beast, fingers digging deep into his skin.

Then he feels the prickle of heat, one that starts spreading and growing until his body feels like it's burning.

The burning sensation becomes too much, and Cheren can't help but pull away with a pained scream, slapping the unknown monster off of him.

When they try to reach out for him again, that dark hole swirling closer and closer, getting bigger as if it was about to swallow him whole, Cheren screams again, this time from the top of his lungs.

That lone act caused his chest to constrict, the taste of copper filling his mouth.

Everything hurt.

Doctors and nurses come inside the room in a rush, trying to pull the invader away- it shrieks and cries, its voice inhumane and incomprehensible.

The doctors and nurses had visible faces, visible hands, decipherable voices.

This beast did not.

It tries to reach out for him once more, its hand outstretched, and Cheren feels the overbearing hotness from that lone gesture.

The taste of blood fills his mouth.

Only when he spits it out does the beast back off, and for a moment, the swirling vortex it called a face dissipated, showing panicked brown eyes filled with regret.

Cheren doesn't stay up much longer to think about who those eyes belonged to.

He once again slips into a dream as he drowns, being held down by medical staff and hearing the garbled screams of the creature die out to resemble the panicked screams of a voice that had died two years ago.

[ninjastormhawkkat]

Mousebraingirl Au Episode 1: Of Pies and Lies - Part 1

(Disclaimer: Wordgirl and it's characters belong to PBS at Soup 2 Nuts. Dr. James Jenkins is an oc made by my friend Eris. The name Wordman and the Mousebraingirl au are mine.)

Steven Boxleitner never took to gardening before as much as a hobby. He never had a dislike of it per say, he just never had the time with his schedule to do it. Now if you asked Steven a while back if he wanted to try it with some others, Steven would have been normally hesitant being with a new crowd of people but would later end up eagerly getting involved and having a lot of fun with the activity. But now, Steven would view something like gardening as a frivolous activity now worth his time. Unfortunately for Steven today, his neighbor Tim Botsford did not share Steven's sentiment's about gardening.

"I'm telling you Steven, there is nothing like gardening to help you relax and relieve you from stress." Tim stated joyfully as he dug a small, linear, ditch in front of his rosebushes. "Uh huh." Steven absentmindedly replied, tuning out his neighbor's enjoyment over just digging in the dirt and planting flora that will just wither one day. Honestly Steven had better things to do today which centered around trying to figure a way to safely remove the mouse brain from Becky's head. Unfortunately Tim, in all his stubborn, overly cheerful, and annoying persistence, according to Steven, decided that his neighbor should spend this sunny day outdoors relaxing rather than having to work in a stuffy basement. Tim had also offered Mouse to join them but Mouse appeared very disinterested rather opting for one of her books and some cheese. Steven had also turned on the television for her to watch Pretty Princess as well before being led, "dragged" in Steven's mind, out to his neighbor's yard. Steven didn't want his daughter to come and start digging holes in the yard again. Tim then picked up a fertilizer bag he brought with him so he and his neighbor friend, and Bob who tagged along, could help their plants grow beautifully and brighten up the block. Tim examined the text printed on the bag as if he were reading a contract. "Enormogrow, it will help plants grow enormous. huh. Hey Steven, how much of this should I use for the plants?" Tim asked his science friend. Steven rolled his eyes. "Just pour the amount you think the plants need." Steven groaned annoyed as he rubbed the bridge of his nose. He wanted to get done as soon as possible and not waste another minute with this dumb outdoors activity. Tim did not note his tone of voice and gave Steven a thumbs up. "Righty-ho." Tim responded as he poured the whole bag onto the flowers. A sudden tremor startled the two men and monkey as a giant, monstrous flower sprouted out of Tim's rosebush and towered over the three. Steven tensed, ready to try and escape with Tim and Bob before the monster flower could attack. Bob seemed to get ready to act as a distraction for Steven in Tim as the monkey prepared to fight the creature off with the shears he was using earlier to trim the bushes. Before the giant flower could lunge, a robotic foot appeared and squished the monster along with the bushes flat as pancakes. Just avoiding harm to the three individuals. "Holy anchovies and pineapple!" Tim exclaimed in surprise and shock, a feeling that Steven and Bob also shared. The giant robot whose foot crushed the monster earlier stared at them temporarily before walking away. Steven followed the robot's direction and saw it was walking towards the downtown area of Fair City. "Tobey." Steven grumbled with an angry scowl. It looked like Tobey was causing trouble again with his giant robots. Steven's ire for the kid ignited as he recalled his last encounter with the twerp. Steven looked toward Bob with a determined expression that was shared by the monkey. "Come on Bob." Steven said to the monkey as the two began to follow the robot. "Hey where are you going?" Tim called out causing to the two to freeze. Steven turned around towards Tim and tried to come up with an excuse so he and Bob could head off to transform without creating suspicion. "Well as a scientist it is part of my job to follow giant robots and observe what they do." Steven lied, giving a fake grin. Tim luckily bought the lie as he gave a smile in response. "Okay then." Tim said. Steven clapped his hands together. "Great. Um can you do me a favor and keep an eye on Mouse while I'm gone?" Steven requested. Tim nodded. "Can do buddy." he agreed. "Thanks." Steven said quickly as he headed off to transform into Wordman. "Don't let Mouse dig any holes to the Earth's core!" Steven yelled before disappeared from Tim's sight. Tim then looked down at his yard with a frown. "Darn it, I forgot to bring my watering can from the shed."

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