#and I lost my fuckin MIND

[dragon-spaghetti]

So if Husk is a trans man, and his kid Violet is from when he was alive ... was he the one who gave birth to her? And does that mean that he wasn't out as a trans man at the time? And that his partner was a man?

He was in fact the one to give birth to her yes, but no one knew he was trans; he kept it hidden and bounced from place to place before anyone could start to question him 💀 he was on his own when Violet was born (terrible idea but he didn't want to risk being outed by going to a hospital)

Omg the partner thing is interesting; they split before husk realised there was a baby in the picture, and the partner never knew. Until me and albo accidentally made a whole arc of said partner wanting to get redeemed at the hotel cause they're also in hell, and now it's a whole thing because a big part of why they split was due to transphobia from the partner but since landing in hell they've realised a lot of that was actually internalised because they are also trans and it is a wholeass arc of this au now LOL

[sleepy-steve]

🧠🪱 Wiggly Wednesday Thursday 🧠 🪱

thank you for tagging me @stervrucht 🖤

no pressure tags: @frankenstein-ate-my-left-shoe @stevesbipanic and of course anyone else that would like to ♡

thinking about Steve and Eddie who, after going through rounds of physical therapy after everything, continue to work out together because Steve obviously loves it and loves having a friend to work out with. and Eddie notices the difference in his stamina when he gets back to performing on stage. (and if Eddie likes to watch Steve work out a little bit, and likes Steve coming over to help his form more than a little bit, well that’s his business.) but Steve takes a dance class and shakes up his usual warmup, leaving Eddie with some… thoughts.

***

“Okay, Munson,” Steve says, pulling his arm across his body for a shoulder stretch. “You ready?”

“Ready to be tortured? Always,” Eddie jokes. It was their thing. Eddie acts like he hates being there, but he still shows up every other day to their local gym in Indianapolis. And he won’t ever deny the benefits he’s noticed since starting their exercise regime. He's faster on stage, doesn't get winded near as easily, holding those screaming notes without feeling like his lungs will explode. Little did he know that today his joke would come to be true.

Steve liked most kinds of exercise. He was a sporty guy. He liked the pull and stretch of his muscles, the feeling of accomplishment after achieving a new goal, that delicious soreness the day after a really good workout. But mostly he loved trying new things. He’d give anything half a chance if he thought it might be fun. Which is how he ended up at a dance-aerobics class the week prior, finding himself having a lot of fun, blushing furiously when the women in the class complimented how quickly he picks up the steps.

He went back three more times that week. Part of his enjoyment came from the new warmup he was taught in the class. Steve’s usual warmup consisted of basic stretches and a light jog, covering all bases to ensure he didn’t get injured, but not very exciting.

This, however, was far more enjoyable. Steve found himself sinking deep into stretches he didn't know he had flexibility for, and moving his hips to a beat, ultimately just having way more fun with the warmup. And it was about to become a huge problem for Eddie.

Steve pops his headphones over his ears, the tape deck tucked securely in his shorts pocket. He bends over, inhaling deeply as the song starts, rising up with his hands overhead, exhaling as he rolls his wrists, hips moving side to side with the beat. His already short cropped t-shirt rises, showing off a good amount of his chest. He lets his arms come down, bending over again, feeling the pull in his hamstrings. Gripping his elbows, he lets the top half of his body hang, swinging from side to side, his hamstrings fully stretched out.

Eddie looks up from his own basic stretching, shocked to see Steve fully bent over, because hey, since when was he so flexible? With Metallica blaring through his own headphones, Eddie just stares, completely forgetting where he was at in his warmup.

Steve lets his hands drop, moving to one foot, back to the centre, then the other foot. Ass just up in the air, his shorts way too tight. Eddie swallows. He’d been denying his crush for months at this point, and good god this was not helping.

Rolling his shoulders as he stands up, Steve lets his hands travel down his bare thighs, sinking into a squat with his back arched and head tilted back. Eddie's eyes are wide as he watches those tight little shorts with the little cut-ins on the sides ride up, showing far more of Steve's glorious hairy thighs than Eddie can handle. Steve drops his head forward, hunching his shoulders as he moves back to standing. He repeats the motions, and Eddie wishes he had the strength to pull his stare away from Steve's ass.

Seeing Steve's head tilted back and his back arched is sending Eddie insane. Like, he geninely thinks he might evaporate on the spot if he keeps watching. But he just can't look away.

Turning himself sideways, Steve has one foot stepped out in front of the other, legs perfectly straightened into a triangle shape, bent over his front leg. Just when Eddie thinks he’s about to get up and end his suffering, Steve lowers himself down into a lunge. His little shorts definitely way too small and tight for the movement, Steve lunges back and forth, fingertips resting on the ground on either side of his front foot. Eddie watches as the t-shirt rides up with each lunge, the desire to get his lips and tongue all over Steve's chest overwhelming him.

Shaking himself, Eddie tries to remember which shoulder stretch he was up to. He attempts something close to a stretch, but he can’t be sure he's doing it right, because Steve has lowered himself to the ground, front leg bent and back leg perfectly straight, and is fucking thrusting into the ground. If he were to ask Steve, he’d find out this was a hip flexor stretch. But Eddie’s forgotten how to form words entirely, suddenly imagining nineteen different ways he wants to get dicked down by the man before him.

Eddie suffers in silence, heart racing in his chest, watching as Steve repeats the movements on his other side. He prays that the torture ends soon, that they can just get to the workout, and Eddie can go back to pretending he doesn't want to ride Steve until his thighs give out. But Eddie gets no such luck.

Steve has moved into some kind of triangle position, hands on the ground, legs straight, and of fucking course, his ass in the air. Eddie marvels at how straight the shape is, only for a moment, because then Steve is lifting his heels up and down in turn, and jesus christ those tiny little shorts are just riding up, and Eddie can see a hint of Steve's ass peeking out. His jaw drops. He may actually explode.

Just when Eddie's thinking he can't take much more of this, Steve lowers himself down, knees spread wide, arms stretched out in front of him and head tucked down. A wild and rushed series of thoughts fly across Eddie's mind, all centred around Steve kneeling down in front of him. Eddie needs to get it together quickly.

As Steve brings himself back up to the triangle position, walking his feet to meet his hands and rolling his spine up, shoulders and head rolling back last, he sees Eddie taking off for his warmup jog. Assuming that he probably just took too long with his new warmup, Steve shrugs it off and starts his jog shortly after.

Eddie hits his personal best in several weights that day, desperately trying to expend his excess energy in some way. He barely registers the wins, mind still stuck on Steve and his perfect ass in all those new positions. He almost dissolves on the spot when Steve claps him on the shoulder in congratuations.

At the end of their session, Eddie takes a freezing cold shower and prays for the sweet release of death.

[reapersmarch]

You are in excruciating pain, you’ve never been more hopeless in your life, everything you’ve worked towards is compromised, you’re trapped here, you’re going to die, and Ricardo Ortega still loves you, unrepentantly.

[bunjywunjy]

Out of all the animals from Prehistoric Planet, which one is your favorite and why?

I was most excited to see the azhdarchids and titanosaurs, because we've learned SO MUCH about them in just the last fifteen years that hasn't really made it into a big production like this yet! and it absolutely did not disappoint.

I'm always happy to see t rex though because he's my special boy

[volivolition]

✨ thinking of him thursdayyyy ✨ (<- said in a monotone deadpan with jazz hands)

[flaming-toads]

Me when bathena

[c-kiddo]

caduceus should get free pass from th narrative and dice rolls to hit ludinus with a hammer, for what he did to his home

[so-very-small]

What's the movie with the hollowed out skull I need to know?

Deadpool VS Wolverine! I won’t say anything about it in case anyone hasn’t seen it yet, cause seeing that bit of g/t where I didn’t expect it made me LOSE MY MIND in the theater

[artical3237]

sooooo i got sucked into @winterwrites23 ‘s outlander au (String of Time) and i got brainrot and drew this. then found that another artist ( @/yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee ) literally drew almost the exact same scene so um uhhhhh 😅. (great minds think alike ??? idk man my brain is an anxious mess for even posting this rn)

[gothra]

he was insane for this one (God)

[philiponmycracker]

Random gifs of my fabulous king Tom Hulce, because i have very serious issues - Echo Park (dir. Robert Dornhelm, 1985)

[bestagons]

Okay so like not to be parasocial or whatever but i spent like 8 years outside and there’s a lot of lore to catch up on here. They havent ever actually said theyre together right? Like I have looked high and low for the primary source for the line on their wikipedias where it says they have been romantically involved but i cannot find it actually stated anywhere. So they’ve never actually confirmed this information right?

[spirit-pyrite]

Sometimes you do lots of writing in your notes app and sometimes your stuipid phone deletes all but the first little bit of each note, handing them back to you like a fistful of “100”s torn from bills- useless and ruined and all the while grinning like it just did you some fucking favor- and you’ve just gotta be chill about it. You’ve just got to be cool. You have just got to take a deep breath and move on

[icezansky]

I think we should gatekeep connections again

[needs-to-stop-looking-at-yigas]

If we were to pretend that Sooga is alive and kicking in tears of the kingdom, what would Sooga and Kohgas reunion be like after Sooga thought he was dead for probably a long time?

Sure, I can do that!

*please note, might contain some TOTK spoilers, but also, haven't finished the game, so. Literally making shit up as I go.

He knew he was next in line to be the leader. He hated it, but knew it was his responsibility. The clan needed a leader, someone to guide and protect them. Ever since Kohga...left, he had taken the reigns. It was simple at first, providing food and resources for his clan was easy.

Then IT happened.

"Master Sooga?"

He hated that title. He didn't move from his spot on the floor, as mediation was one of the things that kept him sane nowadays.

"Yes, Von?"

"You remember that big ass hole in the ground? The uh, place where he used to take naps in?"

People tended to avoid using his name in his presence. It was hard to lose someone you loved, they all respected that he was still in mourning, and he would be until the day he died. Kohga was not someone you can move on from.

"Yes?"

"There's...stuff coming out of it."

"Elaborate, Von."

"It's...like malice. But different."

That was odd. Malice was damn near a rarity ever since that foul swordsman ruined his entire life. He stood up, nodding at him.

"Show me."

Von guided him down the hallways, to the outside. A crowd had formed, peering at the wisps coming out of the hole. Sooga immediately put his hands to the ground, forcing everyone back with his barrier. They knew it was him, and they turned to look at him. Sooga was not comfortable being a leader, but for the clan, for the legacy, he managed.

"Master Sooga! There's something-"

"I'm aware. All of you, stay back. Me and Von will investigate. Cil is in charge until we get back. Von, bring your weapons."

He looked in Cil's direction. Both he and Sooga took this loss the hardest. He respected the structure of the clan, but he held no respect for Sooga. Von came back with his bow and arrows, nodding.

"Ready. Coin flip for who goes first?"

"I go first. Await my signal."

Sooga jumped in. The light gave way to darkness as he plummeted deeper and deeper. He landed on his feet (yiga perfected the art of landing from incredible heights safely), taking a look around. Darkness, save for the sounds of liquid dropping down the stalactites up above. Sooga stuck his fingers into his mouth, and whistled. He heard the 'thud' of Von's feet hit the ground soon after.

"Woah. Dark in here."

"I'm aware. Did you bring a torch?"

They both turned as a light formed next to them. A sort of...plant. it shone brightly, as small as it was. Then another, and another, till there was a trail of the plants, leading up a hill. With the light they could see, Sooga noticed malice like substance scattered across the ground.

"Suppose we don't need it. Stay on your guard."

They walked on. Sooga took notice of the surroundings. There was a whole ecosystem down here, all too familiar monsters back and full at force. Their bodies littered in the substance, they looked in their direction, but they seemed to be against being near the buds, as if they weren't used to them.

"Sooga?"

"Yes?"

"You think all these flowers, in the line like this is. Intentional?"

"Absolutely. But, these creatures seem uncertain by these plants, and I like to avoid confrontation where I can. Though, they're odd. Never seen them before, and I like to think I'm familiar with plants and fauna."

"...think I could eat-"

"How are you still alive, genuinely?"

Von shrugged. They followed still, before standing before what looked to be a building of some kind. Von motioned down a hallway. One of those plants were on the ceiling.

"Someone wants us to be here. Stick close to me, it could be a trap."

He was so unused to people protecting him like this. They walked in, past the steps. Sooga was attracted to the small bit of light in the distance. Lava. He was waiting for it to spread, maybe they discovered a volcano or something of the sort. But it seemed pooled together in a confined area.

"What is that?..."

He flinched slightly upon one of the plants appearing by his side. Von grinned.

"These things got seeds- you throw them and they just. Light wherever they land! What'd you find?"

Sooga inspected it.

"It's...a forge. I've seen something like this with the gorons. Odd, why would it be down here?"

The building suddenly sprang to life, lights appearing this way and that. No longer the flowers, but actual lights, from the building. This wasn't a small building. This was an entire factory, with halls and floors and statues. These weren't Yiga nor Sheikah. What were these? Von armed himself, keeping an eye out for any enemies.

"Lord Sooga, stay behind me. I don't know what this is, but-"

"This, gentlemen, is innovation!"

That voice. No. No no, he was dreaming it. Sooga brought out his blades, ready for a battle.

"Come out, whoever you are!"

With a poof of smoke, he appeared before them. Kohga.

"That anyway to talk to the top banana?!"

Von stopped in his tracks. He was like a deer in headlights.

"K. Kohga? Oh my god, Kohga-"

Sooga stopped him, stepping in between them. He too, was hopeful, but they were in unfamiliar territory with unfamiliar creatures.

"This could be a trap. Tell us something only our Master would know."

The man scoffed, putting his hands on his hips.

"You're not being a very good boy, Sooga."

It wasn't his words that sold him. It was how it was said. Not totally flirty, it held anger and assertiveness. It made a tingle run up his spine, in a way he hadn't experienced in a long, long time. Ever since he left.

"Master...Kohga. You're alive. H-how-"

"Link sent me down here, you remember that whole situation. I couldn't get back up, but I did find something. This is the forge! A building that made all sorts of cool thingamajigs, with those Zonai using their magic and crap. The upheaval unearthed this, as well as the gloom, and-"

Von interrupted, clearly confused.

"Wait wait WAIT. Rewind. Still processing that you didn't die."

Kohga looked at them, before laughing like a madman.

"What? Kill ME? I'm Master Kohga! I'm too great and sexy to die! I've just been...studying, let's say. Now, Von, get back up there, bring the clan back here. We got lots to learn, lots to do, and REVENGE to have! Oh, and bring bananas! Been living off brightcaps for fucks sakes!"

Von nodded in absolute joy.

"Yes, Master Kohga!"

He disappeared in a second, and Sooga was left alone with him. Kohga was amused for a moment, before his disposition fell.

"Sooga? You're shaking."

"I. Thought I lost you, a-and you're here, and I missed you, a-and-"

He couldn't breathe for a minute, until Kohga grabbed his hand. He pushed it past his mask, to feel at his face. So warm, so silky soft still, especially as his lips pressed against it.

"Hey. You're stuck with me. You took care of everyone for me, right?"

"Yes. I did. Everything you treasured, I kept safe. Including my love for you. God, Master Kohga, my life felt so meaningless without you!"

Kohga laughed, taking a step towards him, till his belly pressed against him. He pushed his mask to the side, just to expose his lips.

"Why don't you show me just how much you missed me?~"

He obeyed. He knew a command when he heard one. He knelt down to kiss him, and relished in the taste. The warmth, the softness. He was as delicious as ever. He hated that he had to pull away, he wished he didn't need air.

"And that, is only a fraction of how much I missed you."

Kohga licked his lips before putting his mask back down with a chuckle.

"You'll have to show me ALL of it tonight. Kept my room clean, right?"

"Of course."

"Good. Imma give you a reason to wash those sheets~"

"MASTER KOHGA!!"

The yiga arrived, and everyone was losing their minds. They were calling out, rejoicing, celebrating in the return of their master. Kohga laughed, raising his hands up to let everyone praise him.

"There's MY clan! You all missed your leader? Your top banana? Your head honcho?!"

Their cries practically shook the building they were standing in. Kohga relished in it, gestured to their surroundings.

"Good! Because I'm back, and I got something for ya! Witness, the foundation that'll bring us to fruition! You guys are gonna be up to your fuckin NECKS in revenge, Link, the princess, and Hyrule, WON'T know what hit 'em!"

Kohga was relishing in his applause, as he should. This world was his. And Sooga would see to it that the world would know it.

[ladyimaginarium]

i swear to g-d im& not even the jealous type but jfc i HAAAAAAATE this feeling when im& just lowkey like. who's :)))))) this :))))) bitch 👀👀👀👀🔪🔪🔪🔪 :))))))