#and leave xem on their own

[adorablegorilla]

Dr. Kel: "You guys are the best friends I have"

The Aliens who constantly break in to steal their food, push them over and call them cringe:

[bonefall]

i NEED to know more about waspwhisker/waspstar now that xey seem to be leader during TBC/ASC. are xey as levelheaded as leafstar or more aggressive? i think it would be fun if xey were willing to defend skyclans separate culture WAY MORE than leafstar was willing to. that would especially bring conflict with the imposter and maybe could even lead to a battle!

I'm leaning HEAVILY towards doing it. Killing off Leafstar during Squirrelflight's Horror by having Juniperclaw poison their food makes perfect sense. He was trying to make them desperate to leave the territory, so they'd invade the Sisters' camp.

Plus, then I can delete the Meadow Saffron subplot. There was no new plant that suddenly showed up like a big coincidence RIGHT as tensions escalated-- Sparkpelt can just have gotten a bite of the poisoned food somehow.

(Maybe a diplomatic meeting... I'll think about it.)

Anyway, here's an Intro to BB!Waspwhisker, and how xey would act as Waspstar in comparison to BB!Leafstar;

WASPWHISKER

Once the ShadowClan family tree is complete, I will be going back to SkyClan's overhaul and making it more significant.

But in the meanwhile, Waspwhisker is a very close family cat to xeir mate Fallowfern, and kids; Plumwillow, Rabbitleap, and Creekfeather.

(Nettleplash might be gone, unsure.)

I really like Creekfeather for absolutely no reason. I just like his name lmao. SO I'm probably going to put him into The Kin so I can get mileage out of him as a villain

Having Waspwhisker have to fight and maybe even kill xeir own son sounds absolutely JUICY. Push this guy to the BRINK

Show, over and over, how Waspwhisker is willing to put SkyClan above everything xey've ever loved.

When The Kin absorbed a significant portion of SkyClan, Waspwhisker took Leafstar's side. Though xey can be tough, xey're always fair and rational.

The reason to exclude Daylight Warriors makes no sense and is just based on pride, in xeir eyes. The Daylight Warriors are not the ones attacking the camp right now, are they?

There are SkyClan Warriors in the gorge that night, and there are traitors.

And if that includes Creekfeather... then so be it. Creekfeather has made his choice.

You might think that Waspwhisker is a mean person. Xey're not.

In fact, when it comes to friends and family, Wasp's compassion is absolutely limitless.

Plumwillow and Rabbitleap get their love of long discussions from xem, as a Ba Waspwhisker was always encouraging their curiosity.

Xey like to answer questions with more questions, and guide kits and apprentices by leading them to the right answer instead of outright telling them.

The thing that makes Waspwhisker so brutal is that, well... xey just don't see the value in being overly generous. Xey want what xey are owed.

Down to the last scrap of fur, the final droplet of blood.

As a warrior who has gone through so much, loved so thoroughly, and serves a people who have lost everything, shouldn't respect come with that?

SkyClan has been cheated, threatened, and betrayed from the moment they were driven from the forest. Waspwhisker believes in reciprocity like it's a bank account-- xey simply want the positives and the negatives to be in balance.

It feels clear to xem that the moment they stepped paw into the new forest, the Forest Four saw them as pitiable.

They were not equal. SkyClan is a mixed-blood Clan of ex-kittypets and loners.

The politeness that defines SkyClan, helped to keep coalitions of cats together at a distance through forgiveness and cordiality, is a funny joke to Forest Four.

Though times are changing in Clan Culture, strength is currently still a stronger value than diplomacy.

Leafstar was playing by SkyClan rules. They have their own values, traditions, even a copy of the warrior code that diverges earlier.

But Waspwhisker can see-- what at first seems "amusing" about SkyClan to the Forest Four is quickly hardening into contempt.

And that contempt is mutual.

Forest Four cats are proud, self-absorbed, xenophobic, and stubborn. And they don't even realize that.

They're so used to only ever dealing with each other. With their big bluffs, political showboating, and ceremonial fights.

To Waspwhisker, it seems as though Forest Four cats see battle like a game. One you play together, with ancient, unspoken rules that SkyClan has been locked out of for generations.

It's been so long since they've known REAL fear that they've forgotten it. SkyClan hasn't.

Claws aren't toys; battle isn't a game. To SkyClan, their skills are a martial art.

To be respected.

In SkyClan's conversation about what "version" of the Warrior Code they will use, and how they interact with other Clans, Waspwhisker has always felt uneasy about the very premise.

Who interprets the Code, to begin with? Us, or them?

WASPSTAR

If I end up going with this, Leafstar will die of poisoning in Squirrelflight's Horror.

Juniperclaw did it to try and convince SkyClan that the Sisters ARE a threat. He wants them out of ShadowClan territory.

At first, Heartstar is going to refute any accusations of her deputy/nephew doing this poisoning. Nepotism is her consistent weak spot.

Waspwhisker might have died too, but someone tasted poison.

(Maybe I'll have it be the wounded sister they are holding as a prisoner. She can recognize a flower in a spoonful of soup and lurch foward to slap it out of their paw, then dump over the pot. Maybe when Squilf's about to have a bite, so there's a big accusation that the sister only stopped it to try and help the one who's been nice to her)

But in any case, when Waspwhisker finds out that it was a Forest Four warrior who did this...

It really solidifies in xem that xeir uneasiness was right.

Juniperclaw may have acted alone, but his feelings were born out of a deeper spite. One that Leafstar was too optimistic about.

They'll never take SkyClan seriously if something is not done about Juniperclaw. Exile is a JOKE.

The only thing that Forest Four cats seem to respect is brutality.

So xey will GIVE them brutality.

You demand we follow your version of this code?

"We'll start with a true warrior not needing to kill to win his battles, unless it is necessary for self-defense. Understand that I have no reason to believe Juniperclaw would not do it again. This was self-defense."

If the Forest Four can't even be consistent about Commandment 1, then they wouldn't be able to handle how SkyClan interprets the rest.

Xey insist SkyClan matters will be handled by SkyClan. When a law would affect another Clan, then we can discuss it.

Like Bramblestar, Waspstar refuses to be pushed around.

Unlike Bramblestar, they aren't a particularly emotional or biased person. In fact, Waspstar is cold.

That reputation is exactly what xey want, though. Let it precede us. "If they fear us, we live in peace. If they respect us, we live in peace. I offer the choice of which type of harmony we have together."

A good diplomat realizes quickly that Waspstar is not unreasonable, though. Getting xem to do anything is a matter of demonstrating mutual benefit.

Or making a show of goodwill.

Hawkwing is chosen as Waspstar's deputy because of his compassion and commitment.

They're not TOO different as well, and that's a plus to Wasp. Xey want the deputy to see eye-to-eye with xem, but still be bold and emotional enough to launch a challenge if needed.

Xey have thought fondly of Hawkwing ever since Plumwillow's mate went missing, and Hawkwing became a father to Wasp's grandkits.

Unfortunately, I can see Waspstar either respecting the Impostor a lot (for living by the same brutality he demands of other Clans) OR coming to a huge battle against the Impostor (for trying to force SkyClan to live a certain way).

In contrast to BB!Leafstar, who would think Bramblefake is a lunatic from the very beginning.

In a nutshell; If the two leaders heard the phrase, "an eye for an eye makes the whole world blind,"

Leafstar would hum and smile, praising the wisdom of the words. There are many ways to win a battle, and she does not want SkyClan to have to lose its peaceful life after enduring so much hardship. "That which cannot be fixed must be broken, and revenge is not something that can be repaired."

Waspstar would gently shake xeir head. That hope died with her. Either SkyClan will choose the change they make, or it will be taken. Our new neighbors respect only one thing, and if we want our kittens to live in peace, then we must study war, "If the enemy has taken your eye, take both of theirs."

[daybreakerangel]

Yippee!!! Lucifer's references + little bit of lore for my AU: @datingthecheekydevil Feel free to send asks (for the characters or questions you have to me) to the blog, someone already did which made me smile. I am going to answer the character asks once I posts Adam's references.

The definition of Altersex and pronunciation of xe/xem pronouns.

Yapping under the cut b/c shutting up is not an option to me. /lhj

Even though I made Lucifer go by "He/She/They/Xe" pronouns, I am going to use "he/him" for this info dumb to not confuse people.

Changed his last name because I like astrology and in Roman folklore, Lucifer was the name of Venus. Venus got nicknamed "the Morning star" or "Evening Star" due to how bright it can be in the sky due to the sulfuric acid clouds, and it sometimes mistaken for a UFO. Lucifer looks like an alien anyway so that works out perfectly.

The Minis got a redesign. Even though I will love the pansexual vibe, I changed it due to Angel Lucifer being pink and I wanted the Minis to represent his genderfluid status. Their names come from the other ways the name "Lucifer" has been translated. I also got inspired by these little clones that appear at the start of Hell's Greatest Dad.

I got tired of drawing the stripes of Lucifer's waistcoat, so I just removed them. He is giving sailor vibes now but let him be a cute little sailor. Circuses are Lu's special interest, and his ringleader outfit is his comfort outfit. (Like we all have our favorite piece of clothing that we wear every time we get the chance.) I made it garish for the vibes. I am doing to design him a more royal outfit (something fit for a king) I feel like it.

The pink bow on angelic dress meant a lot to Lucifer because he made it. He was sad when it was burned to ash when he fell from Heaven. Even though his life in Heaven was not the greatest, his red bow tie on his outfit represents the happier moments.

Instead of the silly pointy teeth, he has fangs because one, fangs are very cute and two, he is a soul sucker. Lowkey I just might just give him vampire like abilities.

Remove the second stripe on his hair because I have no idea how they work and either does the show lmao. I swear his hair is fused to his skull because how does it work???? My man got no ears. 😭

Back on topic: In DTDC, the other Sins will not represent a different circus act. Each ring has their own aesthetic. This is still a work in progress so I might change somethings if I feel like it: The other sins existed for Lucifer's creation. Bee, Ozzie, Mammon, Bel, and Satan were lower ranking angels but was toss into "the Pit" (aka a void for all the angels' failed projects or disobeying angels). When Evil was allowed to enter Earth when Eve bit into the apple, Evil fused with the Pit which created Hell. The reason Lucifer was never toss into the pit due to his status of being a Seraph.

Pride is just Lucifer themed. His sigil, symbols, family crest, anything apple and snake themed are just everywhere. The light poles look like snakes, the buildings are apple shaded, and portraits of him are on every build board. Sinners at first were allowed to travel to the other rings but once the exterminations were put in place, Heaven putting an angelic seal on it (like holy water) so Sinners cannot leave. It makes it easier to kill them without going into every ring.

Gluttony represents the 70s and hippie culture but with more sinister cult vibes because Beelzebub is a cult leader. Her followers worship food, all types of food, even stuff that should not been counted as food (i.e. other demons). Bee was toss into the pit for her over-consumption of resources.

Greed is corporations and a capitalism & classism hellhole. Mammon is a corrupted businessman. The citizens are all white-collared, blue-collared workers, and salaryman. Kaorshi is very commonplace. Mammon was toss into the pit for being obsession with status and hoarding of angelic jewelry.

Lust represents 80s club culture. Asmodeus is your sleezy club owner. Demon & drug trafficking are the lifeline of the ring. Ozzie was toss into the pit for his lustful actions.

Sloth will be similar to how it is in Helluva Boss. It is going to be the medical/mental healing ring. Belphegor acts like quack doctor and uses alternative medicine to heal Hellborn. Bel was toss into the pit for her healing practices that cost harms to other angels.

We have not seen the Evny ring yet in Helluva but is still ocean themed. Leviathan existed before Lucifer's creation and was created by the angels. Levi always fought with the angels and would not do what they were told, so she was a toss into the pit.

Wrath is still a desert; it is very hot and humid but times 1000. Satan was toss into the pit for his angry issues and attacking other angels. When Evil fused with the pit and after Lucifer's fall, Satan tried to declare himself as the Ruler of Hell, but he got overthrow by Lucifer. Lucifer was mad after his fall (like very mad, he was fucking pissed. He lost everything especially his appearance) and basically beat Satan into submission, not wanting to be under someone's else control ever again.

Speaking of his appearance, I am planning on design his true form aka the reason his called the "the Morningstar", his doll-like appearance is just a shell for it. In DTCD, Lucifer does have more demonic form appearance but only makes himself look like that when doing royal stuff, his forms are in phases:

Phase 0: The Doll Shell.

Phase 1: The Doll Shell with demonic elements. His eyes change and the horns coming out of his head. The multiple eyes only appear as when he is trying to intimidate someone.

Phase 3: I will save that for later. 😊

[leapdayowo]

Redstone and Skulk OC time :3

Thought I’d turn my persona into a rns oc and give them a helsmet :3 I basically looked at my play style in Minecraft and took a few things from my own life and combined them to create these two! Short version about them below and a little story of their origins under that:

short version:

-Leapday_art (short version Leapday, she/he/they, the player) is afraid of losing important things in their life. He is very cautious about doing anything that could result in him dying and loosing everything in his inventory (sleeps through the night everytime to avoid monsters, barely visits the nether, strip mines, etc) +the cats next to Leapday are two of my darling kitties who unfortunately passed away irl, their names are Toby (left) and Toes (right)

-Nightfall_collections (short version Nightfall, all pronouns, the helsmet) was created from Leapday’s extreme fear of losing valuables and her grief from having lost valuables too many times. Xyr driving goal is to collect and preserve everything that xe can and to make sure there is always at least one copy

-other things about Nightfall: she is a magma cube hybrid while Leapday is a ??? hybrid player (if you read the story below this may make more sense👀). Nightfall can split into smaller duplicates which allows them to be in more places at once and thus more productive in their goal. She uses her goop-like body to write reminders on her clothes, then re-absorbs the goop later

-I think Nightfall would find himself as an organizer between lots of different parties/people in Hels due to being so dedicated to his goal + only being dedicated to this goal (his alignment is probably chaotic good because he’s loyal to his own goals and not to other people or outside rules. He does not take bribes or backstab). Also, Nightfall does not need to have possession of everything, but xe is trying to keep tabs on where everything that exist is at(this makes xem the go-to person for trying to obtain something in particular)

-I think Nightfall would become a sponsor (if that’s the right word?) for the Order of Remembrance because she greatly admires the work they do to preserve Hels’ history. She would also love Zedaph’s hall of all and definitely tries to work with private collectors to protect (and document/track) what they have (and she will keep what she knows a secret if it means protecting valuable things)

-Nightfall does not care about thieves unless they steal one of a kind things

-the doodles below were my earlier concepts, so Nightfall has green eyes before I realized it’s much more fitting for xem to have orange eyes

okay, okay, story time (because I realized the ‘short’ version was getting very extensive):

Maybe it had started in the very first world she spawned in. A brilliant blue sky that stretched over jagged, looming cliffs with forests scattered underneath. Trickling waterfalls and bubbling lava pits here and there. The natural beauty of the world left Leapday in awe and eager to explore what other wonders lay beyond the horizon.

It must have started with the first tree she broke, a squat little oak, one of hundreds in the forest. When the leaves of that little oak had all fallen, saplings littered the grassy floor. She should’ve been excited, feel triumphant even by taking down the tree, after all it’s how the journey had to start. Except, all that Leapday could see was the awkward gap in the canopy from the absence of the little oak. It felt like an itch unscratched, nagging and uncomfortable. Well that wouldn’t do.

They scooped up all the saplings littering the floor and planted one in the same dirt plot the little oak was uprooted from. Then they planted a few more just for good measure. The unease lingered, but planting the saplings felt good. It felt right. Now their adventure could truly begin!

——

In this world, Leapday’s only companions were the pigs and sheep that he passed on his journey, though he would argue, if there were someone to argue with, that the world itself brought him company enough. That the days and nights passing was a conversation between the universe and Leapday, and thus a consistent companion. And what gifts did the universe provide for him to find! Rushing rivers that fed into powerful oceans, plenty of trees to sleep in and collect, and mountains to climb with the best views of the sunset. Never a dull moment for him as there was always something new to experience and see.

However, despite all its gifts, the universe was slow to explain the finer mechanics of the world, such as health to Leapday. A week of traversing through thick forests and steep cliffs left them battered and bruised. They learned how to gauge the distance of a drop and how to place blocks to minimize the pain in their ankles from falls. A similar pain gnawed from the inside of their stomach, which they discovered was briefly satiated by devouring the apples that fell from the trees.

During one climb up a particularly harrowing cliff, Leapday learned about the unforgiving weight of sand by placing it under her feet in order to reach the next ledge. The block had crumbled in a near instant, sending her plummeting towards the ground. Instead of hitting the hard rocks below, she splashed into a stream from a nearby waterfall. When she had dragged herself onto land and her heart had steadied to a more familiar pace, she let out a fit of bewildered laughter that overwhelmed the panic from moments ago. She knew falls much shorter than this one could take days to recover from, so what kind of pain would she be in if she hadn’t gotten lucky and fallen in the stream? Something cold ran through her and sank to the pit of her stomach. Dread of what could have been, what could still be if she wasn’t more careful. She resolved to never find out what would happen. How unfortunate that her next fall would be into a pit of lava, the very one she had been camping at throughout the nights.

He was being careful, more so than he had been for the first week in this world anyways. That didn’t seem to matter because he had still slipped when placing the block before him and fallen. It was his first respawn, and it introduced him to a few new things like a punch to the face. The first revelation was the agony of burning to death, and death itself. He curled into himself, crying at the phantom feeling of the lava eating at his flesh. The intense heat and how the lava had trapped him in place and burned. It was a twisted version of the warmth of the sun, which was shining down on him and in comparison felt as cool as the air in caves. The second realization came slowly as the memory of fire ebbed. Their knuckles no longer popped and their joints no longer ached. The tightness in their muscles had vanished, leaving softer tissue on the bone and the emptiness in their stomach no longer hurt. They felt new and full of energy, ready to begin their journey again. How strange they had forgotten what this felt like. White scars from their oldest injuries and freckles from sun touched skin still littered their body. They had died, but now were in perfect health again. Leapday took in her surroundings, her face lighting up with delight at the sight of a familiar oak tree. It had grown into quite the study tree since the start of her adventure. Soon after her reunion, Leapday discovered her now empty inventory when she reached for blocks to place in order to climb the canopy. The absence of stacks of logs, dirt, and sand had her racing towards the lava pit before her mind could catch up. Panic pushed her feet to run faster and dodge every obstacle. She ignored nicks from branches in her way and the sting of sharp rocks on her bare feet. The timer was ticking down. Her items would be gone- she just had to- if she wasn’t fast enough-

She burst through the tree line and was greeted by the familiar heavy heat of the lava pit. The sight of it made her recoil out of fear of falling back in even from many blocks away. On shaky legs, she circled the perimeter and searched for her items. The timer was still ticking, but they were nowhere to be seen! She crept as close as she dared to the lava and swept her eyes across the surface of the pool. Then she darted into the surrounding trees looking high and low.

Nothing.

No logs. No saplings or dirt or anything!

This was their third lesson. You lose items after death, and lava destroys those items.

Don’t die, especially not in lava, and don’t lose your items.

Now they had to start over, and this time not dying proved to be harder than expected. More falls and similar accidents happened. Zombies began appearing, persistent in their pursuit of Leapday’s flesh. Then skeletons, creepers, and spiders appeared and introduced many more ways one could die. The pain from the deaths hurt, but they became mundane as weeks turned to months. Loosing items became more painful and frightening when Leapday discovered crafting. More time and resources were needed to start over after dying with crafted items, so they took to the world underground. They followed their instinct to craft pickaxes and torches, to chip away at the stone in search of more sturdy materials. They crafted their first stone pickaxe and found it to be superior to the wooden one.

Maybe it truly started with that wooden pickaxe. When she crafted the stone tools, the wooden pickaxe sat in her hotbar, still good for half a day’s work but now obsolete. It had served her well to progress her journey, a necessary step, but it felt wrong to simply set it aside. It felt like the gap in the canopy all over again, but she very well couldn’t plant the pickaxe in the ground and solve her unease. Not sure what else to do, she attached it to her hip and went on with her day. She wouldn’t destroy it or toss it, she would simply carry it with her until she found what she needed to do with it next. It became her new companion (it was her first crafted tool. It was the first and therefore the only one that would ever exist).

Now equipped with wood and stone blocks, Leapday built their base over their mine. The wooden pickaxe found its place over the doorway leading outside, marking the build as their home. It felt right, so they continued their expansions. Farms were planted along a nearby river and fences placed to corral cows and sheep. Torches were the one item they were generous with. They were thrown across their property liberally since their light would deter creepers spawning too close for comfort.

During a thunderstorm that had picked up abruptly one morning, Leapday poked around at their communicator. It was a lightweight device that had been attached to their forearm since first spawning into the world and never disappeared after dying. After lots of fiddling with the different menus and buttons on the screen, they came across YouCraft. It was an archive of videos made by other players scattered across the universe, documenting their own worlds and progress! With the storm still crashing down around Leapday’s base, they curled up in bed and began watching the first video that caught their eye. It turned out that he had lots more to learn about the universe! After waiting out the storm, and then the night, by watching these videos, he learned about other biomes and blocks still left to discover as well as potions, enchanting, and other dimensions! A dragon was where this journey led for most players, though some took their time getting to it. Above all, he realized he needed diamonds. Diamonds were what every player sought due to their strength, but they were rare and dangerous to collect being so deep underground. They were needed to further Leapday’s journey however, so collecting them became his top goal. Quickly he learned how impossible achieving this goal would be. Well, it seemed impossible after spending days underground chipping at the cold stone and coming up empty. Strange echoes rang through the tunnels and more than a few times paranoia of something (or someone. He had heard the legends of Herobrine) sneaking up on him was enough to make him hole up for hours. Grey, grey stone that went on for miles. Grey cobblestone trailed behind him when his inventory filled. Leapday found other minerals, but the sparkling teal of diamonds still lay buried elsewhere. He mined for so long he began to doubt that the rare mineral even generated in this world. That only grey existed. That was until he broke away the next layer of stone before him and found himself staring uncomprehending at the bits of teal poking through stone. Uncontainable joy broke through his shock like sunlight through parting storm clouds. They were real! Diamonds were real and right in front of him! Invigorated with new energy, Leapday got to work extracting the diamonds just as they had seen others do. The amount paled in comparison to the stacks other players had, but in that moment he didn’t care. It was enough to have found them and confirm they even existed in this world. That weeks of sore arms digging at indifferent stone and unsteady gravel caches falling finally amounted to their new prized possession.

By the time he arrived back at his base, the novelty of finding diamonds began to wear off. He had to admit it was a measly amount. Just barely enough for a diamond pickaxe. What good would a stronger pickaxe be with no enchantments or replacements for when it broke? It had taken so long to find just a few diamonds what were the chances of finding more? No, they wouldn’t craft anything with the rare mineral until they had enough for spares and back ups. So back to the mines they went, and excruciatingly slow they found more, and continued to reason that crafting them was a poor decision. What if an accident happened and they couldn’t get back to their stuff? If they were swallowed by a pit of lava? So much time would be spent only to be wasted. Almost like their thoughts and fears had manifested it, a freak lava incident happened not long after. Leapday had been feeling good that day, so good because their most recent mining trip had yielded 13 diamonds and another cluster just across a lava lake. As they bridged across the lake, plans of finally crafting their collection of diamonds began to form making them giddy. It was the type of giddy that made any obstacle feel like child’s play and beyond consequence. That they finally could start progressing on their journey once more. It was enough to distract Leapday from the crunch of gravel under their feet and for their pickaxe to swing off its mark into the unsteady floor. The ground gave way and sent her tumbling into the lava.

She woke up screaming in her bed. Screaming from agony of ghostly flames that ate flesh, and then from loss and frustration. It wasn’t fair! Her luck had just turned up for the best and now all of it was gone! Every plan to use the diamonds tossed out the window and into a burning pit of despair. How stupid of her to not notice the gravel! All that time for nothing! She should have called it a day and come up 13 diamonds richer with plenty of levels for enchanting. All her gear and tools and items from mineshafts would still be intact, but no. Her head was too far in the clouds and now it was gone. She hadn’t even had the foresight to mark the cave to return to, so sure of her victory. There would be no hope navigating the twisting and sprawling tunnels below, and even if she tried to go back, the sight of lava would probably be enough to make her hurl. Fat tears began dripping down her face as she cursed and wallowed. They blurred his vision, so with a few steadying breaths and a final gross sniffle, he wiped at his eyes. Then he went to swing his legs over the bed to pick up the pieces of his day and froze. On his hand, both hands actually, were thick black smudges of… of something. What was that? He reached up to his face and traced the wet tear tracks with a clean finger. It too came away covered in the strange goop. An incredulous laugh burst from him, which evolved into hysterical crying. More tears fell from his eyes and he let them. The tangled web of grief in his chest unraveling as he did so, and he felt the last of his energy drain away until-

Sunlight trickled through the curtains and roused Leapday from their sleep. Birds were chirping and the familiar sounds of the animals grazing and leaves rustling cradled their mind while the events of the previous day trickled back to them. They felt heavy and gross. Their eyes crusty and mouth dry as a desert were a sure sign of their emotional distress. Disappointment felt like stones being dropped on them when they pulled up their empty inventory. It really was all gone. They let their head flop back onto their pillow and took a steadying breath, trying to recount the reasons they should get out of bed. Maybe they would stick to the joys of the world above ground for a month or two. Take up weaving or painting. They had plenty of resources to finally build a barn and an expansion to the house. Maybe they would go with a grassy roof.

Yeah. That could be alright. With one final sigh, Leapday pushed themself up off their bed and dragged themself over to their cauldron to clean up. They could see from their reflection that only a few faint smudges remained on their face, which they gently wiped away. Crying black goop was probably not normal now that their mind was more stable to think it over. Or maybe it was normal? It had never happened before, but the players on YouCraft all had their own quirks that Lepaday lacked, so maybe it was normal for them?

It turned out the inky tears were a new normal. From that incident onward, whenever they experienced a great sense of loss the strange tears formed and sank into the ground. They appeared when Leapday lost their first wolf companion and when they accidentally deleted a creative world full of builds of an ambitious project.

Meanwhile…

in another world…

In Hels, black goop bubbled to the surface of a sea of lava. From a distance, the surface seemed its usual hungry self, shifting and popping as it patiently waited for Hels and its inhabitants to finally crumble in. The goop was not consumed by its hunger however. It stretched towards the netherrack shore like a snake in water. Once it had gathered all of itself onto more solid ground, it sat and waited for more of itself to arrive, bouncing and bubbling over the terrain in the meantime. They could only wait so long however, after all, there was much to collect and preserve and too little time to do so.

And it’s finished! Whew, I don’t typically write, so this was a lot to work on amidst all my finals projects (totally worth it tho! It was great practice). I wasn’t planning on writing so much about leapday, but then I realized the interesting potential of writing about players when they’re new to the world. If they are akin to gods, they still enter the world with a lot to learn. The goop at the end is Nightfall, who then went on to travel Hels and collect as many blocks and items as xe could before xe came across the city Evil X established. At first they were incredibly overwhelmed by the amount of stuff to preserve in the city and mostly stuck to collecting free scraps and garbage. It probably did something to gain the attention of a member of the Order of Remembrance, who taught Nightfall about their goals and a few things about how society/Hels worked. From there, Nightfall set off to establish a massive collection and documentation of anything and everything, working with people in the process but also quite an eccentric personality that can be quite a hermit when buried in paperwork (not many people are willing to do paperwork as diligently as Nightfall)

Also, YouCraft is YouTube in the Minecraft world :P I felt I needed to separate it from our version of mcyt because in this universe the characters are real and making videos about their lives rather than people playing a video game (at least that’s how I’m headcanoning it)

thank you @silverskye13 for providing some more lore about Hels and the Order of Remembrance (as well as Redstone and Skulk as a whole <3) as well as inspiring me to keep trying to improve my writing and thank you to @/yayforocs for inspiring me to finally make my own rns OCs and this post :3

[sickly-sapphic]

[ID: A swirly background with the nonbinary flag colours - white, yellow, purple and black - as the background to all slides. Text reads; it's Nonbinary Awarensss Week... ...but what is nonbinary? Background by GaboBuasczyck (pinterest).

What is Nonbinary? In its simplest definition, nonbinary just means outside of the male-female gender binary. Some consider it under the umbrella of trans or genderqueer, others say genderqueer is under the nonbinary umbrella! Either way, not *all* nonbinary people will be transgender or genderqueer - it's its own identity!

Queer Gender Experiences. Everybody's experience with being nonbinary differs. Some people are just nonbinary, some may be nonbinary men or women. Nonbinary people can be transgender, transfeminine, transmasculine, transneutral and/or cisgender. Some people identify with multiple labels - like genderqueer, agender, genderfluid and/or demigender.

Nonbinarism & Pronouns. There's a common misconceptions that all nonbinary people use exclusively they/them pronouns. In reality, nonbinary people use an array of different pronouns. Some do use they/them, some use it/its, some use neopronouns such as xe/xem and fae/faer, some use nounself pronouns like bunself or starself and some use she/her and/or he/him. Many use multiple sets! Pronouns are deeply personal, and they give no indication of gender.

Nonbinarism & Sexuality. There are many jokes regarding nonbinary sexuality. Nonbinary sexuality comes in all shapes and sizes! Depending on their relationship with gender, sex and love, nonbinary people might identify as strictly lesbian, gay/vincian or straight, but some may feel more comfortable under labels like sapphic, achillean, toric, trixic, diamoric or enbian. Many nonbinary people also sit under the mspec and aspec umbrellas.

Nonbinarism & Intersexuality. There's a common myth that intersex people are just "cis nonbinary" or that they're proof of nonbinary peoples existance. In reality, intersex isn't even a gender (though some intersex people may use it as their gender label too) and nonbinary people are the proof of nonbinary existance. Some intersex people do still feel most comfortable as cis nonbinary, but this is a personal identity and NOT the definition of intersex.

Nonbinarism & Race. While I can't talk on personal experience, I did want to bring light on the face that race also impacts gender identity. The societal boxes or ideals of manhood and womanhood are usually centred around *white* womanhood and manhood. Some people of colour & indigenous people find the label of nonbinary useful to explain the disconnect with their birth gender due to these ideals.

Nonbinarism & Disability. Similar to the last side, the boxes of womanhood and manhood are often also focused on able-bodied people. This can leave disabled people feeling they don't really fit in the man or woman boxes. So, some disabled people use nonbinary, or nonbinary woman/man to explain this disconnect or to step outside the boxes they've been excluded from.

Don't forget about... hyperfeminine nonbinary people, religious nonbinary people, nonbinary people of colour, cis nonbinary people, lesbian, gay and straight nonbinary people, plural nonbinary people, hypermasculine nonbinary people, disabled nonbinary people, fat nonbinary people, non-dysphoric nonbinary people, indigenous nonbinary people, intersex nonbinary people, nonbinary people living through genocide.

Happy Nonbinary Awareness Week. 8th July - 14th July. End ID]

[welcome-back-to-hoimycraf]

Xisuma took a depth breath, steeling xir nerves. This was fine, it would be fine! Countless others had done xer Observance before xim, xir’s would be no different. The pessimistic voice in the back of xir mind wasn’t so sure, though. What if xir future wasn’t what xi wanted? What if xi wished xi had never seen it in the first place?  

The voidwalker turned back from where xi had paused on the steps to the temple, wordlessly asking Ex for something encouraging, something to keep xim from making xir way back up the stairs and forfeiting the ritual altogether.

Xir twin sat on the top step, watching Xisuma descend and awaiting xir own turn. As twins, xe were to approach the void in the same order xe came out of it, leaving Ex to go second. At Xisuma’s hesitation, xi raised both arms in the air to cheer xir sibling on silently. Words seemed to be inappropriate for the entrance to the temple, amplified by the fact that neither had said a thing on the trip over. Besides, Xisuma was too far down for xem to speak without yelling.

Xisuma nodded, turning to face the stairs leading downward once more. They stretched off into the void below the island, the Observatory tiny in the distance. That didn’t help to make it less intimidating. The platforms beneath xim bobbed in the void with Xisuma’s steps, bouncing once or twice before stabilizing- just enough to be concerning.

Before long, xir feet once again touched solid ground. The temple was much steadier than the path leading up to it, giving Xisuma a feeling of security. It was peaceful, really. A nice contrast to the oppressive sense of dread xi had before. 

The Observatory wasn’t long at all, nothing but simple carved endstone framing a lookout point. Xi approached the cutoff, crouching at the end of the platform and looking into the void. It was thicker here, swirling with stars in dusty purples, blues, and blacks. This was where all the voidwalkers were born, made directly from the universe itself. Looking into the void you were born from, once you came of age, would tell you your future, what you should expect and how to prepare. It was a sacred, highly revered ritual in voidwalker culture. 

Xisuma didn’t feel exactly venerated at the moment.

The waiting felt awkward, to the point where xi questioned whether or not xi’d missed a step somewhere, somehow. Was something supposed to appear by now? A vision? A depiction created by the swirls and glimmers of the void?

Xisuma sat there, crouched dumbly on the edge of the platform for what felt like hours. Xi knew, realistically, that it couldn't have been more than a few minutes at most, though. Xi were just about to give up, to grab Ex and tell xim that this was a waste of time, when the void before xim… rippled. X’s gaze snapped back to the motion. Was this it? Was this what xi were supposed to be seeing?

A pair of bright, wide eyes emerged from the liquidy substance before xim. At first, they stared directly up without even noticing xim. Then, the pupils… blinked? Xisuma didn’t know they could do that. The black circles squished and curved into a crescent, though the eyes themselves never closed. 

Xisuma’s mind was already racing with questions before the pupils shifted to look at xim, the eyes widening. Abruptly, something moved beneath the surface of the void. The figure connected to the eyes shot out, hands slamming down on the endstone in front of X. The voidwalker screamed, lurching backward, only to slip in xir haste. The air left xir lungs in an instant, leaving xim to stare hazily up at the Observatory’s ceiling, gasping. 

The thing that had emerged from the void stepped into xir vision, blurred with Xisuma’s daze. A voice said something above xim, which xi attributed to the figure. “You okay, sweet face?” Xir voice sounded wrong. The way xi pronounced words was so, so off that it completely threw Xisuma for a loop.

“I-I’m fine, I think,” xi groaned, blinking a few times to clear xir vision as xi sat up. Xi felt so utterly confused, though xi chalked that up to the strange experience xi were having. “Who… who are you?”

The stranger did something weird with xir face in response. In fact, xir entire face wasn’t right. Colors Xisuma had never seen before made up xir body, with cloth covering almost everything below xir head. Speaking of xir head, a large hole split open towards the bottom of it. A mouth, perhaps? Xisuma had never seen one like it. Xir mouth opened to reveal a set of flattened teeth pressed together. 

“That’s good, that’s good!” The person’s mouth moved as xi spoke, xir hands clapping together. “I’m Keralis, sorry for the scare! May I help you up?”

Keralis stuck out xir hand, which Xisuma accepted. This was all so weird, xi almost felt lightheaded. “I’m, uh, Xisuma.”

“Xisuma? What a nice name!” Xi laughed, already moving to step past the voidwalker. “Now, how about you show me around? I haven’t been here in, oh, a hundred years, give or take? Whatever- we’ve got things to see!”

And with that, Keralis took Xisuma’s hand, leading xim back to the stairs xi’d come from.

…This was going to be an ordeal to explain to Ex, wasn’t it?

@qpr-kersuma-week

[benchspkmnirlhub]

How I make characters, blogs, and plots: A guide by Bench

Hello! Due to popular demand, I'm making a post about my development process for making Pokemon IRL-related stuff.

I should note, this is my methods. You're fully free to use your own methods for making Pokemon IRL stuff! Don't feel pressured to copy me.

With that out of the way, I hope you all find this useful!

Part 1: Initial Ideas

Usually, the first thing I do when creating something new for Pokemon IRL, whether that be a character, blog, plot, or something else, is ask myself, "What would be a fun thing for other people's characters to bounce off of?"

@wingsofachampion, all the way back in late 2022, I introduced to the Pokemon IRL community because I saw all these blogs for regular trainers, and thought, "I wonder what'd happen if I threw a PMD character into the mix, how would everyone interact with them?"

For @goldenrodchef, I thought, "How would people interact with someone who isn't physically human, but is trying to appear human online?" (Back when I started his blog, he was trying to hide the fact that he got turned into a Pokemon.)

For @zoruascanbetrainerstoo, my process was a little different. I was trying to find a way to keep myself focused on my mainline marathon, and decided to make a blog about it. But I couldn't figure out a protagonist for it, until I had the idea, "What if this trainer isn't human? How would people interact with a Pokemon trying to be a trainer?" And so I brought back my concept for Illanero from back in 2021, and made xem the protagonist of the blog.

For @interregionalgyminspections, I asked myself, "How would people interact with a gym inspector?" For @askthelonelyninetales, I asked myself, "How would people interact with an immortal non-legendary being?" For @amewwayofliving, I asked myself, "How would people interact with a legendary trying to live among humans?" And for @obletadetective, I asked myself, "How would people interact with a detective character?"

Of course, this is leaving out the fact that many of these characters are ones I had made (or canon characters I modified) long before making their blogs, and simply ported over to Pokemon IRL. @interregionalgyminspections and @amewwayofliving are the only active characters I have so far that I made for Pokemon IRL first.

Still, asking the "What would be a fun thing for other people's characters to bounce off of" question helped me figure out which characters to port over. And it helped me come up with those two brand-new characters, too.

It's a similar story for making plots. Tropius' whole plot with her special name derives from my PMD worldbuilding, yes, but also from the question "How would people interact with someone being afraid to say their name?"

Think of plots as sorta a variation of Muse Mixup Madness. A time period where stuff happens to your characters, except instead of being variations of your characters, it's the main versions, and has lasting impact. Muse Mixup Madness lets you get as wild as you'd like with the variations. So get as wild as you'd like with your plots! Have your character catch that legendary, or undergo that mental breakdown, or travel to another region, or anything! Ask that question of "What would be something interesting to happen to my characters, and how would people interact with that?", and once you have an idea, you have the seeds of a plot!

Part 2: Development and Planning

Once you have that initial idea, it's time to develop it! There's lots of ways to do it, and I even use multiple ways myself! But the method I use the most is improv.

The details of the pantheon of Mew's world, and a lot of Breve's advice about gyms, all entirely improv, created on the spot.

I know, this answer is probably disappointing. But improv is a powerful tool. "Yes, and" can create masterpieces, it's what this community was first built on. Make up things on the fly to make your characters and blogs more detailed! It's how I first came up with the idea of Gen being an aspiring chef.

If that's not good enough for you (which is perfectly understandable), @paldean-ranger-brandy has made this lovely post about a bunch of questions to develop your characters. I highly recommend checking it out!

Besides that, you can also plot things out, planning for the future of your blogs. For example, I plan on revealing Tropius' special name eventually, but that's a long ways away.

For planning ahead, I like to ask myself three questions. "How do I want things to end up?" "What will cause things to end up that way?" "How do I build up to that cause?" I then fill in the gaps between these three questions, and I have a character arc!

Part 3: Staying Committed

I've heard from several people that they have trouble keeping their Pokemon IRL blogs active, which is completely understandable. I myself struggle with that sometimes.

My main advice for staying committed is to keep throwing interesting stuff at your characters. Things like plots, events, and relations with other blogs.

One of the biggest things that has helped me keep Gen's blog active is that I keep having him form new connections with people. Almost every time a new eeby pops up, I have him reach out to try to help.

For Illanero's blog, what keeps me committed is the amount of stuff in the mainline Pokemon games for xem to react to. Every time that something major happens in a mainline Pokemon game I'm playing, that's a potential new post for xyr blog.

And for Tropius, when I come up with new PMD worldbuilding tidbits, I usually can have her making posts talking about it. There's also just looking around my home to see if there's something she might not understand, like dressers, and making a post about her being confused by that thing.

One of my favorite methods of staying focused on a character is to have them play a game, or read a book, or watch a show, and liveblog it! I've done this with Tropius reading book 1 of Warrior Skitties, and Gen playing A Hat in Time.

Bonus points if the story has things that will emotionally impact your characters. Like a good media leaves us thinking about it for long after we finish it, have your characters think about the media they've experienced. Have them write analyses on it, or rant about it, or even make a fanfic about it!

Keep throwing things at your characters! It's enrichment for them, and for you.

Part 4: Taking Breaks and Letting Go

Not every blog is going to keep your attention indefinitely. Some you might lose interest in for a while, or even entirely. It's a necessary skill to know when it's time to stop, whether that be temporarily, or permanently.

Back in around March of 2023, I was getting a bit exhausted with Pokemon IRL. It was getting really tiring to keep up with. So I took a break, until June 30th. And when I returned, I felt reinvigorated, with fresh motivation! If you're started to get tired with a blog, or Pokemon IRL as a whole, a break might help a lot!

But sometimes, a break isn't enough. You might come back, and still feel disinterested. In those cases, it's sometimes best to say goodbye.

Take my old self-insert faller blog, for instance. I had taken a break from it when I started receiving anon hate on it. But even after I tried posting on it again, it still felt uncomfortable and unfun. So I decided to completely convert the blog into something entirely different, and stop writing my self-insert faller.

It might be scary to say goodbye, but sometimes, it's what's best.

Part 5: Conclusion

That's about all I can think of right now. I might make another part to this eventually, with answers to any questions any of you might have.

By the way, feel free to ask questions about any of this! I'd be happy to answer!

And feel free to reblog this, too, to spread it around! Don't feel pressured to, though.

Thank you for reading through this all!

[queerfables]

Hearing aids update:

Omg birds are so loud

Lots of things are Very Loud actually, it will take some adjusting to

Everything sounds just slightly processed (because it is) especially my own voice

Most things don't sound too different to me so far but a few of the appliances around the house have way more melodic beeps than I realised

I love hearing my toddler's babbling, I can hear his nonsense sounds so much more clearly and his giggles are soooo cute

I had a conversation with my wife in another room!! I didn't have to get up from the couch and go find xem to hear what xe were saying!!!

I was in the lounge room and I heard this weird sound like someone talking and I was SO CONFUSED so I went looking for the source and it turned out my wife was watching a video in the bedroom. We both just fell about laughing because. It was such a normal thing to leave me so confused, just because I would never have normally heard it.

Streaming music direct to my hearing aids rocks as much as I thought it would

I'm currently watching a TV show without having the volume turned up so loud it bothers everyone else and I can still hear totally clearly

I don't even have to concentrate hard to understand people??

This is awesome

[xx-scene4ngel-xx]

HAIIIII my new reference sheet 4 any1 who wants 2 draw meee :333

i have way more outfits than just these 2 but i dont have the energy 2 draw that much lololol

the raccoon tail patterns that go infront of my chest are fake hair extensions btw :)) i have a lotta different ones

ANYWAYYYYYY the rest of mah info under the cut :33 !!!!!!!

Full name: Bugthing (you don’t get to know my last name 😁)

Aliases: Bug, Creature — Buggie (FRIENDS/FAMILY ONLY)

Species: Concept Dragon (Fire, Type 3) / Angel (Type 4) hybrid

Planet of Origination: The Concept Universe / ‘The Void’

Age: I’m not telling you that. (OOC: usually it depends on which universe i throw him it but i typically characterise him as my age. which makes him a minor.)

Height: 8’9”

Gender: Biologically female; identifies as transmasculine & xenogender

Pronouns: He/Him/His, Xey/Xem/Xeirs/ It/Its/Itself, They/Them/Theirs — Blood/Bleed/Bloodself, Gore/Gory/Goreself (FRIENDS/FAMILY ONLY)

Sexuality: Solian, fictosexual, fictoromantic (i use the term aroace in conversations tho, its easier :3)

S/O: None. Technically. Unless you count my F/Os (that being Galacta Knight, Holly/THK, Moonjumper, and Shamura)

Family: Parents, brother, a number of cousins (and technically that one fankid i made for me n holly named Moggie but. They’re not canon.)

I’m an artist and fanfic author, and Nebbie’s assistant as a newly ascended Creator entity!!!!

Buddies with uhhhh God :))) (or Jesus ig but her name is Yk here. I call her Nebulis/Nebs/Nebbie tho. Bc we’re friends :3) (he uses all prns btw)

Bc of my fun powers and rights as Nebbie’s assistant creator I get to travel to whatever universes I feel like. Both to make sure everything’s going well and nobody’s broken the space time continuum and also to hang with my favs.

I like to call myself a Nice Boy(TM) but thats only really to my friends/family (not including my brother because I fucking hate him). I can get REALLY mean when I’m upset/if i don’t like you. But yeah I’m usually pretty ok!! Not the best person out there but at least I’m not a bigot lol. SPEAKING OF BIGOTS a lot of my very outward “”””cringe”””” behaviour is from me just being comfy in my own skin and pissing ableists off On Purpose bc I find it funny (it is).

I’ve lived in the Concept Universe/Void my whole life, but I tend to wander off to various universes both for My Duty(TM) and also I Like The Characters. I was first given the opportunity to leave the Void when I was abt 8 I think? My good buddy/auntcle figure Xephyr asked me and my brother if we wanted to check out what ppl were doing down there (with Nebs’ and our parents’ permission ofc), and we agreed. I’ve never been normal since (that’s a good thing though).

I don’t USUALLY do fighting stuff (unless I’m in like a COTL variation universe or something) but when I do I usually just use fire. I might be a pyromaniac. Which is concerning because I have fire magic and can easily commit arson. Yeag :)

Hex codes

(Not including the bracelets or hair extensions)

Body/both fits or smth:

#0E0E0E — Horns / Burns / Burnt feathers / Fit 1 base

#0400B4 — Iris

#D80000 — Tail tip

#FFB7A7 — Blood / Blush

#F8D7CF — Scars / Wing webbing

#EBE6E6 — Freckles

#FAFAFA — Skin

#FFFFFF — Teeth / Talons / Septum piercing gems / Glasses lenses

#F7FBFF — Sclera

#F2F2F2 — Hair / Feathers (the ones that AREN’T scorched)

#F9DEBF — Halo star / Light magic things 2

#F3B16D — Halo / Light magic things 1

#000000 — Nose / Septum piercing / Fishnets (alt fit) / Glasses frame

Usual fit:

#0F0F0F — Belt base

#910000 — Fit accents

#C40000 — Belt accents

#BEBEBE— Belt buckle

#3A2222 — Socks (ignore the fact that this isn’t in the ref image plsss)

Alt fit:

#161616 — Shirt base

#2E2E2E — Shorts 1

#464646 — Shorts 2

#CCCCCC — Belt buckles

#DFDFDF — Belt 1 studs / Chains / Choker & cuff spikes

#F3F3F3 — Shirt pattern 1 (anarchy symbol)

#81FF5A — Shirt pattern 2

#FF5AEC — Shirt pattern 3

#FA0000 — Cuff / Choker

Funny Rainbow Checker Belt (gets its own section bc SO MANY COLOURS):

#D70000 (red)

#D76D00 (orange)

#D79200 (orange-yellow)

#D7C000 (yellow)

#65D700 (yellow-green)

#00D73E (green)

#00D7BD (teal)

#009ED7 (light blue)

#0034D7 (dark blue)

#5300D7 (purple)

#7200D7 (purple-magenta)

#B600D7 (magenta)

#D700B7 (pink)

#D70065 (pink-red)

Socks (again, its own section bc too many colours):

#FF6690 (pastel red)

#FF9997 (pastel red-orange)

#FFB881 (pastel orange)

#FDFFA7 (pastel yellow)

#84BCFF (pastel blue

#9C84FF (pastel purple)

#A210FF (magenta)

(istg if you draw any nsfw of me ill devour you)>🐜

~bugmod

[virtue1nvain]

SUPER-DUPER INTRO

You can refer to me as Belial :3

I am apart of the Alterhuman community ( I'm perfectly fine specifying what in DM's). PLEASE INTERACT IF YOU'RE LOOKING FOR OTHERKIN OR THERIAN FRIENDS PLSPLSPLSPLSPLS!!!!!!! MY DISCORD IS VIRTUEINVEIN!!!! PLS FRIEND ME!!

I am 15, but don't mind minors or adults interacting with my posts or getting in contact as long as you're nice!!

FYI, I'm autistic!! So please be patient sometimes, I'm doing the best I can to keep up, but everyone around me seems to have SUPER long legs !!!

I am transmasc genderfluid and the pronouns I use primarily are he/him, they/them, xe/xem and it/its!!! Idm she/her either!

Fyi, if you don’t want to ask or are too nervous to: just use the pronouns typically associated with whatever kin I'm shifted as!

Im also a fictionkin! im happy sharing a list on in dm's or making a full list somewhere so it's easier to access! Feel free to follow, dm or send me a frq on discord if we're source/mediamates! Im fine with absolutely anything and anyone :3

I also happen to be a part of the sfw age-regression community! Im perfectly fine with anyone looking for friends in the community contacting me, at all! If you don’t like that, PLEASE leave <3

My current interests or hobbies are honkai star rail, jujutsu kaisen, cosplaying, art, talking in general, singing, music, fnaf, the owl house, gravity falls, yaelokre, digital art, comics, most games, pressure, Equilibrium, and some other things!!

I'll pretty much block if anyone follows me and I don't like what I see, I do this for my own comfortability though, so if I do block you don’t take it personal!!

Heres a list of things that will get you a one-way ticket to PERMANENTLY BANNED AND BLOCKED town!! (See below)

DNI if you're racist, xenophobic, lgbtq+phobic, terf/radfem, misogynistic, sexist, transmed, proship/anti-anti, darkship, map/pedo, zoophile/zoo, pro-contact para (? I forget what it's called sometimes, I think this is the right term?), anti-kin, anti-noncanon kin, system discourse, NSFW based accounts (idm if you post it sometimes but FULLY NSFW accounts make me uncomfy) anti-alterhuman/anti-otherkin, furry hunters/haters, support Melanie Martinez, support Dream, support Iskall, support Wilbur, thinspo/pro-ano or trans-med!!

Current kinshift(s): Lizzie (The Life Series)

Id(s): Grian (hc+ls), Mabel Pines (gf), Amy Rose (sth)

I'm perfectly fine being treated, associated, referred to, and recognised as my kins!!! Go wild!

#kincussions - tag for talking!

#memory lane - tag for talking about kin canons, technicalities and other such things. Basically a general kin tag that im gonna swamp with memory dumps

#back together٩ ˊᗜˋ - tag for reblog art of me and anyone from source!

#personal cubby - tag for anything related to me irl! including selfies, pics of plushies, pics of projects, pics of cosplays, or pictures of my clothing!

[simslegacy5083]

Today's (12/13/2024) Episode: Accessing The Damage

While Elyse and Isra were having their heart to heart, Luigi was helping Skye elevate xir ankle before checking xem in at the clinic. 

Returning to sit beside xem a short time later he saw that Skye appeared to be fitfully dozing. Luigi frowned, hating to see his child in pain. He'd hoped to gently try pressing for more information on the evening's events, but it appeared that would have to wait.

Left with nothing to do but stew with his worries Luigi decided to see if there was a wheelchair he could borrow. He couldn’t make his sleepy, injured kid any better, but at least now the boy wouldn't have to limp all the way to an exam room when the time came.

Once he'd secured his prize Luigi settled in to wait, reflecting as he did so that he was glad his "celebrity disguise" seemed to be working. The last thing Skye needed just then was the paparazzi shoving cameras in their face or fans demanding his time and attention.

Luigi had almost always been able to talk himself through even the worst situations. By contrast the smallest upset was likely to send Skye spiraling.

Glancing over he winced at the sight of Skye’s wrist. He suspected whatever was going on with that would definitely be something his boy would need help to deal with.

In a surprisingly short time, their name was being called. Luigi roused Skye, who murmured a sleepy "thanks dad" as he helped xem transfer from one chair to another. He offered his own "thank you" to the orderly when they grabbed the handles to push Skye back to the exam room. 

Things proceeded fairly quickly for a while after that, with Skye being wheeled over to X-Ray while Luigi occupied himself catching up on the latest e-sports and entertainment happenings.

When the doctor finally came in with the results of the scans Luigi was unsurprised to hear that Skye's wrist was broken or to watch the young sim break down in tears at the news. 

“This break is going to require surgery to set correctly.” the provider told them. “We can schedule that now and give Skye a soft cast to protect his arm until then. He’ll have something similar after the operation while the swelling goes down, then a standard hard cast while the bone mends.” 

"The good news is we found no fractures in his ankle. Skye, we’ll give you some instructions on how to care for your sprain as it heals, but as long as you take it easy, I don't foresee any issues there.”

Skye only shook xir head miserably when asked if xe had any questions. Luigi, who had more than his fair share of hospital experience, said "I assume we'll get paperwork outlining everything before we leave?"

"Yes, of course" the doctor nodded "for now just hang tight, the cast tech will be in shortly". 

Once they were alone again Luigi turned to his child and began the process of trying to help Skye work through xir big feelings. "So, I'm sure that was a lot to take in. For what it's worth just know your mom and I are here to support you and help you with whatever you need." 

Skye wiped xir eyes with xir good hand "I know." After a while xe surprised Luigi with “Dad, would you and mom still love me if I wasn’t a boy?"

Luigi took a second to answer. He and Noemi suspected Skye might be conflicted about xir gender, and he was going to do his best to say the right thing.

"Of course!” he wanted to be clear about THAT at least. “Your Grandpa Jack was quite the ancestry buff, and his stories about our family included several sims who ultimately decided the gender they were born with wasn’t the best “fit” for them.” He gave his…  son’s? … shoulder a squeeze.

“No one loved them any less for it. I'd be happy to share some of that history with you anytime.“ He smiled down at his teary-eyed kid.

Skye didn’t say anymore, but xe didn't start crying again either so Luigi hoped he'd done all right in his answer. 

Just then there was a knock on the door and a sim who was clearly the cast tech judging by the cart full of supplies she wheeled in entered "Hi, I’m Annie and I'll be putting on your cast today." At Skye’s worried look she added: "it shouldn’t hurt, so you let me know if you feel any discomfort, OK"?   

Skye nodded, picking a dark blue wrap and holding out xir arm so she could get started.

Skye’s course of treatment is based on my personal experience with a broken bone requiring surgery.

Skye breaking xir wrist is a random chance event from Healthcare Redux. I decided to go this route because the “cast” that is applied when a sim breaks a bone with the mod is just a recolor of the ace bandage wrap from Discover University and cannot be replaced in CAS.

I didn’t want to mess with the buff and this way I felt that wearing that “soft cast” for a  period of time would be realistic.

View The Full Story of My Not So Berry Challenge Here

[vengeful-n-vicious-child-of-zeus]

First off, fuck you

second off, what the hell do you want?

third off, no touching. touch me and you fucking die. I’m not joking.

Name: Elektra Agêtôr and if you call me my last name I will murder you.

Age: Just turned 18

Pronouns: She/her, xey/xem

Birthday: December 17

Sexuality: Queer

Godly Parent: Lord of ass, bitch of the sky. None other than the bitch-ass Zeus himself.

Time Spent At Camp: I arrived close to my 15th birthday. So about three years

Weapons: Celestial bronze dagger with a one foot blade. Old and shitty celestial bronze bullet handgun. Look, if Annabeth offered Piper McLean one, I can have one too.

Backstory: Fuck off

Untouchable? Why?: My stupid ass bitch of a sperm donor decided to give me a necklace that will electrocute to death everyone I touch or everyone who touches me. I can only take it off during thunderstorms, and afterwards I have to put it back on or I suffer heightened electrical activity in my neurons until I get the necklace back on (it used to cause me seizures as a kid, but it doesn’t anymore).

Mortal humans and demigods cannot touch me when I’m wearing the necklace without dying or becoming severely and permanently injured. Gods and goddesses can touch me but it feels like touching a hot stove (or so I’ve heard). Animals can touch me sometimes, I don’t know if there’s a pattern to it or not or if Zeus just feels like being particularly dickish to animals sometimes.

So there’s your overview. You happy now? Good, now leave me the fuck alone, bitch.

Description: Biologically female. 5’11” but often wears boots to be taller. Pale skin. Slender body. Almost black eyes, but has tiny little lightning streaks in irises that increase in brightness during strong feelings. Naturally long wavy jet black hair, but hairstyle is currently in long dreadlocks. Many scars along arms, and one Lichtenberg Figure on her right shoulder, but wears long sleeves to cover them up. Immersed in goth culture with clothes and makeup following suit.

Powers:

(not that she ever uses them)

Zeus’s Authority: The most common power of hers to see, even though seeing any of her powers is a rarity. This is a commanding force that requires those around to listen and obey Elektra’s words. Elektra is a naturally very intimidating person, but this increases her scare factor by about ten fold. When using this power, Elektra’s speech will appear like this. (bolded and italic)

Lightning Summoning: A power Elektra has used very few times in her life, and certainly no one at camp has ever seen her use. No one there even knows she has it. The ability to summon strikes of lightning anywhere at will, or summon a bolt to her hand to use as a weapon.

Electricity Manipulation: Another power of xeirs that has been used only in times of great need, and never before at camp. Examples of this power would be being able to take electricity out of power lines or technology devices, and in extreme cases the manipulation of the electromagnetic fields in the body.

Wind Manipulation: A slightly more common power, but not often noticed or talked about. This grants the power of controlling the direction of the wind, and how fast or slow it goes. Elektra can also use the wind to lift her up of her feet, but has never really done so.

Electricity Creation: A power not even Elektra knows xey have, and therefore has never used it. Elektra can use the electricity within her own body to give off sparks and zaps of energy.

Taglist:

@this-lovely-universe @penelope-is-waiting @nobilis-of-norway @sophia-hunter-of-artemis @surprisingly-bitchy-up-here @lightning-prince-of-gods

Interact with Elektra to join her taglist —but beware, Elektra is not a fan of people.

hiya! I am @daonedaonlysk , formerly @daonedaonlyskh , and this blog used to be @vicious-daughter-of-zeus . My reason for saying that is my old account got yeeted into the void by tumblr. fun times

I don’t remember when the heart-shaped barbed wires dividers came from, or the picrew used to create the profile picture. I sincerely apologize, and if anyone knows who or where they came from please lmk so I can give proper credit!

the dotted black line dividers were created by @/animatedglittergraphics-n-more

the banner and the little three picture mood board were created by me on canva

in character tag: the cursed daughter of zeus ⚡️

ooc tag: mod speaks

<3

[soultiedau]

LEGO MONKIE KID AU!SOULTIED

THE WORLD HAS ENDED !!!

LBD HAS WON

The Monkie kid has failed, died to the hands of his own mentor. And Macaque has releuctently fulfilled the deal he made with her !! His prize ?? The ability to travel the multiverse and bring a single soul with him. Macaque isn't ever going to return here, I mean nothing he knew is left. He no longer belongs to this new world.

But what about that soul ? Who did he choose ??

Funny enough, he picked a hybrid spider. If you knew Macaque, you wouldn't expect him to pick Syntax. Did they ever speak to each other before? Nope. The most that happened was a few quick glances, but that was it. LBD did not make it easy at all, making him fetch things for one last time.

Leaving him to bleed out in a snowstorm.

MAIN CAST

LBD

Macaque

Syntax

Mayor

Sun Wukong

[ this IS a broken bones ship AU and they will hold hands and stuff ]

Extra Info I could not add in the begining

Syntax is like dead dead

Xey aren't a ghost, bros a soul

Xey are also tethered to smthing, just so bro doesn't get lost in the multiverses

Remember that one lantern from Shadow Play - Episode 7 Season 2 ???

yeah that's what Syntax is tethered to

Macaque had to make a circle/portal with his staff to hop through the multiverse

Syntax is rather moody over the fact xey was shoved into a lantern and can only talk to Macaque/dead ppl

Syntax can talk to anyone who can see xem btw

Xey haven't talked to anyone BUT Macaque yet

Macaque doesn't go out to parties so there isn't many people around

the spider bot in Syntax does still work btw

xey still got that back pain too

mayor is there too

Bro is NOT serving LBD anymore

like bone is on the RUN

LBD is his n1 OPP

That is like SUPER later in the story tho

macaque is the one who does the world-hopping, syntax is just forced along

syntax could interact with the environment around him. but it's hard for him to do.

Macaque 100% has Syntaxs wrist tablet on and uses it instead of a phone. Syntax, being dead, cant really use it anymore. i do feel syntax had to stand next to macaque and help customise the settings. JUST like helping a boomer use a computer

What to expect of this account ?? Think of it as a log from Syntax's POV !!!

yes, there will be things from Mayor's and Mac's pov but that's only if the co-creators wish to.

Also might make Q&As who knows !!! SPIDER OUT -🕷️👾🕸

[zoruascanbetrainerstoo]

The Connections We Forge: Galar

(Note: This is an offscreen post, meaning it doens't actually appear on Illanero's blog.)

Hop was unsure what to do.

He felt lost. Uncertain, wavering.

Defeated.

Ever since he lost to Bede, he felt crushed.

Leon was busy with champion stuff, so he couldn't talk to him.

And Illanero...nobody in Galar had seen xem recently.

At least, not until xey turned on the news one day, and saw a certain Zorua-tailed trainer in Sinnoh, posing next to a Turtwig as part of an interview.

Had his friend left him? Had xey seen his loss against Bede, and decided Hop wasn't worth being friends with?

Hop didn't know what to do.

=====

Bede was feeling relieved.

That other trainer that was hogging the Chairman's attention seemed to have left, judging by the fact he hadn't seen xem in a while, and how he kept hearing of a Zorua-tailed trainer being in other regions on the news.

Tch. Why did the Chairman seem to think more highly of a Pokemon than the challenger he personally endorsed? Why did he seem to care more about the Zorua than Bede himself?

But the Zorua wasn't here anymore. Xey were off on adventures in other regions, doing xyr own thing.

Leaving Bede to collect wishing stars in peace, to prove himself to the Chairman.

It was all that mattered.

=====

Marnie was growing suspicious.

One of her fellow challengers, the Zorua-tailed one, had gone missing from Galar, after an altercation with Team Yell.

It was atop a cliff facing a bone-dry desert. If xey were pushed off by her fanclub, xey were likely gone.

One day, she asked the leader of her fan club, Decibel, if she knew what happened to the strange but kind challenger.

Decibel said she had no idea. Marnie didn't know what else she expected.

Marnie wanted to win the championship, to save Spikemuth.

But this didn't feel right.

=====

Avery was still seething with anger.

Of course the dojo student who humiliated him was a Zorua. Of course. No wonder his psychic powers didn't work on xem, xey were a dark-type!

He hadn't heard the end of it from the other dojo students. He was supposed to be the rising star of the dojo! He was a gym leader! Minor League, but still! So...why? Why did everything have to go so wrong?

And the Zorua didn't even take it seriously! Xey licked him! During what was supposed to be his victory!

And now he was alone.

[ultraspacetraveler]

Greetings people of Alola and other regions, my name is Cyomea, part of the Ultra Recon squad responsible for capturing and relocating lost Ultra Beasts. Please refer to me with they/them.

I now have a Skitty named Jellybean. Or just Bean. And I guess if you count The Menace as a Pokemon, then I also have a Blacephalon.

That being said, leaving my previous disclaimer below.

A reminder that its illegal to catch or own any Ultra Beasts without a license, as they're easily prone to lashing out when under stress, not to mention the general public's lack of knowledge on their care means you are unlikely to give them the best quality of life.

Blacephalon is unreleasable due to the fact we haven't yet traced back where the species is native to.

Enough said though I suppose. Thank you for reading.

[OOC: name is rat/pixel, not listing my main but friends can ask for it. pronouns are they/xem/it. this is my first rotomblr account be nicies]

[suggestive jokes are allowed, outright nsfw is not. i will block outright nsfw accounts. that being said feel free to follow again on a non nsfw account.]

[for now any pkmn irl account can interact, i'll change this if need be and make a new post to announce it.]

[ask me to tag triggers, i'll tag them as "[word] tw". there is a chance i'll decline, but its unlikely and asking won't bother me any.]

[triggers tagged:

unreality tw]

[note: unreality will be used to tag things such as forth wall breaks, interactions with self insert fallers, and general questioning of reality. basically just stuff thats more. yknow. more.]

[pelipper mail: Enabled, with the caveat of no sending like wildly altering things unless its been established (so like, no sending them a mew in a pokeball unless it was discussed in character or whatever)]

[Unmail/Malice: Disabled]

[musharna mail/malice: open]

[magic anons: open, but on my conditions (ex: i might slightly alter it, so if you say 'oh you're a pokemon for a week' i might make it for like, a day)]

[tags used:]

[cosmusings: general chatter. pun on cosmog + musings]

[rat chatter: me talking ooc]

[asks: on the tin]

[ask games: also on the tin]

[reblogs]

[ooc reblogs]

[special guest: [blank]: tag for people i've interacted with before or otherwise see myself interacting with enough times in the future to justify a tag.]

[by the way, feel free to suggest better names for tags, i'm especially fond of puns but besides cosmusings i haven't been able to think of any]

[i'll update this post as needed, thanks for reading.]

[bonefall]

Do you have any plans for Shaded Moss, since Gray Wing is dying in his place? (The specifics of that in my brain was Gray Wing shoving him out of the way of the carriage)

My own thoughts were something along the lines of him having been second-in-command to Gray Wing, but after xir death, Clear Sky starts undermining them, 'suggesting' to people that hey, maybe he *set that up* like, isn't it convenient? That Gray Wing died? Leaving Shaded Moss in charge? Wow, funny like that, huh? And even if most of the group dismisses it as bullshit, it's still "What kinda moron almost gets run over by a carriage and has to be pushed out of the way? Should we really be following him?" Eventually, Clear Sky takes the people who listen to him and leaves, and Tall Shadow kinda forces him to step down, and Shaded Moss kinda lives on the fringes of the group until after Bumble gets driven out. He kinda serves as a surrogate father to Thunder (because I kinda want to keep adoption a thing) and teaches him how to pass better as a tom (because I love older transmascs helping guide their juniors, I wish I had had someone older who knew a little more helping me with that shit as a kid).

I imagine he dies in the First Battle, either just before the "Tell the stars you won" line, or just after, knocking Clear Sky off of Bright Storm and getting killed for it just before Starclan intervenes.

GREAT IDEA let's take it!

(Note though: Shaded Moss -> Shaded Flower, because they now have a naming system that includes a familial last name. Shaded Flower and Rainswept Flower are father and daughter like canon.)

It'll be good for showing how "connected" tribe culture is, to have Thunder Storm have bonds with a lot of the cats he will eventually come into conflict with. Thunder Storm having a surrogate dad figure in the disgraced leader works nicely. Here's how I'll approach it though, taking your suggestions and making sure it works with what's established;

Gray Wing was the leader, Shaded Flower was second in command. He was a logistics sort of guy.

They had never seen a horse before. The group charged in front of it while crossing, spooking it.

Something I found interesting in Sun Trail is that Clear Sky was commanding them across the road that gets Canon!Shade killed on. I think I want to keep that, having Clear Sky be the one who shouted for them all to charge.

Shaded Flower's response to the large animal rearing up was to hiss and freeze

And of course, Gray Wing runs back to save him, getting kicked and killed.

While burying xem, Shade was catching flak. He panicked and his response was to freeze. Clear Sky never takes responsibility for his own actions, and what kind of guy freezes in front of a deer so huge??

He didn't really "step down" so much as Tall Shadow and Clear Sky just naturally started becoming the new leaders. He was pretty ashamed that he got Gray Wing killed.

Embarrassingly, Rainswept Flower ended up having to be his defender a lot of the time. He didn't want her reputation to suffer as a result of his cowardice, but... ugh here they are.

When Jagged Peak broke his leg, Shaded Flower didn't speak up, doubting his own judgement.

But when Bright Storm comes back with her three-legged newborn, he is IMMEDIATELY on Tall Shadow's side in the split. Though his reputation took a big hit, him being on her side IS still helpful.

He probably teaches Thunder Storm how to cook along with helping his transition, since this is going to be an important skill he displays later when he befriends River's Ripple. Rainswept Flower is like a young 19-year-old at this point, making her own life, and Shaded Flower has a sort of loneliness about him.

He probably looks out for Bright Storm, too, since they both had a pretty traumatic experience with Clear Sky treating them like ass. Brings her food and such, makes small talk, watches her kid when she needs a break.

Shaded Flower is, however, probably not a member of early ThunderClan. Or at the very least, he's kind of conflicted about it.

Rainswept Flower is loyal to Tall Shadow, and will remain ShadowClan for her whole life. He really doesn't want to leave her behind

(She even eventually has kittens with Sun Shadow, but that's not super relevant.)

Though... I may have him be part of Bright Storm's Reinforcements, and note how much he's torn between supporting the boy who's practically an adopted son, and his daughter back in Tall Shadow's Clan. He can love them both equally and be torn up over it.

Whatever happens, he will be dying in the place where Rainswept Flower dies in canon. His death in Clear Sky's jaws, "I'm not greedy, just strong!" enrages Bright Storm, who bumrushes him.

She delivers the Star Line, Clear Sky rejects it, and Thunder Storm rushes in to end his battle with Clear Sky once and for all before StarClan halts it.