#and with that I'm done with FOP for now

[mysticluna]

Recreated this image from "X", but with Timmy and Tootie

[archervale]

But wait there's more (part 3)

[rita-rae-siller]

Okay this is an absurdly specific ask for Storyteller Saturday....what is one wip outside of your posted/main one you'd like to talk about? Or alternatively, what is something within your main wip you want somebody to give you an excuse to talk about?

Feel free to answer either or both!

Oooooo, I’ve been looking for an excuse to rave about my vampire WIP!!!

So this is my longest story. The Price of Blood currently sits at over 120k words in draft 1. Almost 30 chapters. I took a break from working on draft 2 to work on The Lies They Tell during a fiction writing workshop I took in the spring semester at school.

It’s my other queer fantasy novel, featuring one very tall princess (Her name is incredibly long, but she goes by her first middle name, Victoria) that’s abducted by a vampire cult to harbor the soul of the God of Shadows and Subterfuge, AKA the vampire anti-christ. Her entire homeland Halaafin, ruled by the Halaa—sort of half elves basically? They’re one of the only people in this world that have magic. Pure humans can’t use magic—is overrun by this cult and basically destroyed. She makes a bargain with a spider witch that's also been betrayed by the cult to save her life and that of her unborn child. The ritual to summon the vampire anti-christ is sabotaged, but the vampires don’t know it. She manages to escape not long after.

Queue 15 years of living alone with her son in the middle of the woods of the neighboring empire until he’s old enough to help her fight the vampires and retake their kingdom. But things don’t go according to plan. The spider witch tells her she has to get a jump on their plans to destroy the cult early, before her son is ready by Victoria's standards. Queue her teaching her son a lot about his history and also her running into her childhood best friend/almost lover, a duchess in the empire that serves the empress as a professional monster hunter. The two reconnect to fight the cult, fall back in love with one another, and also work on healing from the trauma of losing their families to the cult. It's a very gay story full of angst, dry humor, and lots of dead vampires. Also stresses the importance of family and loved ones in the healing process, and how grieving is inherently ugly. (I wrote a lot of this WIP while my own grandmother was dying, so loss is a big theme in it, as well as love continuing after death)

Also guns. Victoria has been removed from modern society for almost twenty years, so when she comes back to civilization, she's introduced to more modern monster hunting equipment used by non-magic people. And let me tell you: nothing makes this giant bisexual disaster happier than getting to shoot vampires and monsters in the head point blank with a revolver.

[usagifuyusummer]

Hello, sorry it took me so long (6 days), but here's your request @candyglumboy. I was experimenting a lot on these honestly.

From first to last in order, First memories/ Mortality/ Ascension (or an imitation of heaven?). I'm still unsure if these are the appropriate titles for these pieces lol.

Thanks for requesting me by the way! It was fun practice admittedly. (I still suck ass at backgrounds though.)

As usual, my insane ramblings below and some close-ups and concept art (will change if formatting is fucked up).

Oh yeah, I've been offline a lot because I'm so busy with uni stuff and... unavoidable family matters..., plus all of these took me a while to finish. I was brainstorming a lot on their request and these are the ones I've chosen to finalize.

I've decided to go with the concept of life, death, and rebirth on their request to just see Peri hugging Timmy lmao, because why not? It was to make me fulfil this request in a more enjoyable and exciting way.

I was experimenting and practicing a lot on understanding the Fairly Oddparents style in these pieces. My attempts are still far from perfect obviously, I mean the second one (Mortality) took the longest for me to finish just because I couldn't translate 3D poses into the 2D artstyle very well lol. (The second one was the hardest to make it look... well alright/pretty to me. It looks like a mess of haphazardous colors... I am terrible at coloring. I think I'll share the other scrapped poses later.)

Honestly, I struggled and got frustrated a lot with finishing these but still enjoyed the process. Here I'll list my inspirations for each pieces;

First memories - xblubotx (i won't tag them because i don't want to disturb): Their small Peri/Poof and teen Timmy fanart pieces continues to inspire me to this day. And yes!!! I see that they have made More Timmy fanart!!! Thank you xblubotx. I will continue to appreciate those in silence.

Mortality - I was thinking of loss and death a lot on this one. I thought what kind of embrace that shows this feeling? So, I used the famous, Ivan the terrible and his son painting, for the pose. I wanted to challenge myself if I could translate the 3D pose into 2D, so yeah, that's the final result... It looks like a mess of vomited red colors... I am sorry if you're squeamish towards blood by the way. I wanted to see if I could also attempt to draw blood streaming. I still think I have a long ways to go in terms of skill... For now, enjoy the nuclear baby about to explode because of overwhelming feelings <3 <3 <3!

Ascension (or an imitation of heaven) - @bevony: I hope I did not miscredit you, as I used your Fairy Timmy design for this one! I changed it a little according to my preferences/headcannon though. Still, I love their Fairy Timmy design! I like the hot pink Channel boots that they gave Timmy lol. (And the very comfortable formal fashion.) Keep on slaying~ My Fairy Timmy design will probably be heavily influenced from them when I get to that eventually... Tell me if you don't want me to, I'll back off. For now, I'll be enjoying the others fanarts of Timmy quietly.

(Additionally, my phone is slowly dying from all of these creative projects that I'm doing currently lol. Agh, I wish I had a drawing tablet or a better device to satisfy these creative urges....)

Again, thank you for the request! I'm okay with requests as I'm still not confident with my creative skills at this moment lol. So, admittedly I view these as a challenge or for practice. I can't fulfil them quickly though, as I have multiple responsibilities to do in real life. Still, I don't mind them once in a while.

I hope you like what I've done here. Sorry if it doesn't fulfil your vision candyglumboy. I'll keep on practicing my creative skills.

So yeah, I think that's all I wanted to share in the post this time. I'm still at season 3 on the FOP rewatch by the way. I am very excited to get to the specials eventually. Yeehaw!!!

Here's some concepts and close-ups of the pieces below this long massive yapping session lmao. Thank you for reading. Have a nice day <3

[sketch-twentytwo]

I understand my "critiques" about FOP/FOP:NW seem kind of meaningless because I'm not the target audience. It's a kids show meant for kids and I'm a grown up now, so what does my opinion matter, right?

But, having grown up watching the OG!show when I **WAS** a kid, and it holding a special place in my heart makes it feel like I should still be allowed in the space, especially when they bring back characters and continuity from the OG!series.

Peri/Poof is special to me because we saw him as a baby. I watched that premier, I was so excited for it to air. I'm really happy to see him re-imagined as an adult.

My critiques come from a place of love, for these characters and the show in general. It's also why I miss Timmy so much. He was such an integral part of Cosmo and Wanda's lives. He went on so many adventures for them. He saved Fairy World so manyyyy times.

I know New Wish is focusing on the new main character and may want to distance itself from the old one, but we never got a series finale for Timmy or Fairly Oddparents proper. It went out with a whimper due to running for so long with gimmicky characters and cheap plots.

I want Timmy to get a conclusion and be acknowledged and have Cosmo and Wanda reunite with him, or, at the very least, for Cosmo and Wanda to continue mentioning him from time to time. He was a second son to them, possibly the first God Child of theirs that felt like theirs. Timmy Turner is Peri's big brother, the reason he exists, Cosmo and Wanda's pseudo adopted child, and one of their Favorites. And he's my favorite too.

I just...wish he could've been done justice by his writers. And maybe a cameo or special in FOP:New Wish Season 2, should we get one of those.

[queenmuzz]

Three Lies and a Truth

"So...Rook," Neve sits back, after lighting up her slender pipe, the smell of elfroot wafting and mixing with the scent of coffee and cinnamon. The entire group is lounging in the dining room, all of them winding down after yet another succulent meal. Emmrich's fiddling with one of Manfred's joints, Darvin is pretending not to notice Assam sneaking a bite of the cinnamon cake. Bellara and Harding are chatting about some plant they'd discovered in the latter's little garden. Taash is stretched out on one of the chaise lounges, busy digesting the hearty meal, and beginning to drowse off. And Lucanis? He's watching Rook from across the table as the scrawny man tears off another shred of cake and stuffs it in his mouth. It's amazing how much food the man can eat, and yet stay as wiry as a stray cat.

He turns his head to the right to face her. Lucanis has noticed that it's easier for him if you approach on his left, where his good eye is, as he doesn't have to turn his head as far to look at you.

"I was wondering," she pauses and takes a puff, "What happened to your right eye?" She notices that for an instant, he tenses up. Lucanis notices too, the way he flattens a crumb of cake between his index and thumb, "If it's not prying. Just curious." There's a moment of tenseness, and Lucanis swears he's going to shut her down, before one of his trademark grins pops up.

"Oh, it's not prying. In fact," He rolls the flattened cake into a ball then tosses it in the air towards Assam, who cheerfully leaps up to snap it up. "Let's make it a game. Winner gets the last of the cake, and the loser has to wash the dishes. I'll tell you, and you have to guess if I'm telling the truth."

Neve sits up, obviously intrigued, and Lucanis cannot help share the feeling. Milo has remained rather tight-lipped on what exactly he has done with the Crows. Viago seems to have grudging respect for him, even recommending him to Caterina to have him break him out of Ossuary. And Lucanis has seen how he fights. Like a rogue, he darts in, and blasts people with magic they don't expect, before darting back. You could hardly tell he's got a literal blindspot, the way he practically teleports across the battlefield, dodging blades, arrows, and magic. And yet, he must have made a mistake, once.

"You're on." She responds, and to emphasize it, she puts out the pipe with a quick ice shard.

Rook rolls his shoulders, as if to get ready for a fight and begins to spill his tale.. "So, Lord Divalos is holding a soiree, and one of his guests, a fop from Olais, is the target. He's apparently some sort of poet that all the ladies and men are going ga ga over. I'm not the one tasked with the hit, I'm working with Teia, to distract some of his fans, to make it easier for the actual assassin to get close. Turns out..." he pauses to pick his teeth with his knife, then uses the blade to check his reflection. Ah, I can see why Viago gets exasperated with him. Lucanis muses.  "Lady Divalos is one of his greatest fans. In fact, she's the one who invited him. So I got my work cut out for me to peel her off the guy's shoulders. Thankfully, due to my charm and my dashing good looks," he says with a grin as he takes one last glance at his reflection, before tucking his knife in its sheath, "and a little bit of liquid courage, I managed to convince her I was an up and coming Antivan poet, and even 'recited' some of my own poetry that I made up on the spot. It worked so well, the next thing I knew, she and I were in her private quarters, busy ripping off our clothes." Lucanis notices that Harding and Bellara have stopped their botanical conversation and are now sucking up the tale, with the latter covertly taking notes.

We're both in bed, about to make mad passionate love when BANG!" He slams his fist down, causing everyone to startle, save for Taash, who is beginning to snore. "The door slams open, and a red faced Lord Divalos rages in, screaming at me, with his sword drawn. Now of course, I'm as naked as the day I was born, so I'm running around the room, avoiding his swipes as I manage to get my pants back on. Unfortunately, he got me good in the eye before I could get my weapon, and all I could do was topple off the balcony into a bush, and climb out of the premises." He grins sheepishly. "Thankfully, the whole debacle caused enough commotion that everyone was distracted by the spectacle, and no one noticed the poet had… accidentally strangled himself with his own silk scarf…”

He smiles with pride as Darvin rolls his eyes, and Emmrich sighs sadly and as the dwarf and elf are wide eyed in amazement.  “So, Neve, truth… or lie?”

It takes Neve a remarkably short period of time to give her answer.  “A lie.  Even without your weapon, as a mage, you could have cast a simple spell to disarm him before he reached you.” Milo gives a sad smile.  “Correct.”  This results in a couple of ‘Awwws’ from the girls, and an inquisitive hiss from Manfred, whose now had his spine realigned and now is participating in his own way in the conversation. 

Lucanis could have called him out without using any detective logic.  There is no Lady Divalos.  Everyone knows Lord Divalos has been happily married to Lord Divalos-Cuttenberg for decades.  

Milo cocks his head back at Neve.  “Want to double your luck?  If you answer this correctly, both today's and tomorrow’s dishes are the wager.”

Neve smirks as she crosses her legs, waiting for him to begin.

“So, there was a brash young up and coming Crow.  House Valsti, if I remember.  He went by the name of Tusino, but always wanted to be referred to as ‘The Silencer’ because he was so quick and efficient with his kills.”  Milo rolls his good eye, obviously not impressed at the title. “So we’re in the bar, and he’s getting drunk and starts boasting about how great he is at the three m’s: Maiming, Murder and… Mating.”  Manfried gives a quizzical hiss, and Emmrich mutters to him that he’ll explain later while Harding stifles a giggle. “Everyone at the bar is getting pissed off at him.  So eventually I speak up and go ‘Oh really?  For a guy who calls himself The Silencer, you never seem to shut up.  Oh that caused him to lose it.  He starts taunting me, telling me I’m weak ‘cuz I’m over reliant on my magic.  So, I challenge the shitheel to a fight, no magic, no weapons, just our fists.  Tables are cleared, bets are placed and we’re in the middle with the bartender acting as the referee.  We’re throwing punches, he gets a few good hits on me, I get a few good hits on him, there’s cheering and jeering, and finally I get a great left hook that breaks his nose.  The asshole can’t take the blow to his ego, so before anyone can react, he grabs a bottle by the neck, smashes it on a table and… uh…” He looks around as everyone aside from Neve, Lucanis, and Taash, now drooling and completely dead to the world, winces.  He smiles reassuringly, “Thankfully, breaking that rule turned everyone against him, and even the House Valsti Crows started beating his ass as I got dragged to the healers. They managed to save most of my good looks, but  Viago still reamed me out for that one” He looks at Neve, “so, what’s the verdict?”

She rubs her chin for a few moments before declaring “A lie. Logically, once he took out a weapon, you were free to hit him with the closest weapon at hand, and someone of your magical prowess would never pass up an opportunity to use it.”

“Awww… thank you for the compliment” he smiles again at her, “and you were correct.  Although Tusino did exist, and had he actually been good at his job, we might have come to blows eventually, instead of him getting trampled by the Antaam.  What an idiot” he mutters.

Lucanis also had deduced it was a lie.  The three scars that go across from the center of his forehead, across his eye, and into his right cheek look far too regular in spacing to be the shards of a bottle.

“Last one, winner takes all.  Three nights of dishwashing, are you up for it Neve?”

“Hit me.”  Even Darvin is paying apt attention now that Assam has begun to doze off at his feet. The girls are hanging on to every word Rook says.

“So, before I joined Viago’s outfit, I was still in training, and trying to impress the ladies and the men with my knife work.  He pulls out the blade again, and twirls in between his fingers, almost mindlessly, like he’s doing a coin trick,  the light of the fireplace reflects off the blade, casting sparks of reflection as it twirls faster and faster between his fingers, before being tossed in the other hand. “So, I decided to do a little magic show, without the magic and began to do more and more elaborate  tricks with my knife, like I was a juggler.  Turns out, I miscalculated a single toss….” and at moment, he tosses the blade up with a flourish, but makes no motion to catch it.  Everyone’s hearts stop as the blade falls, panicking as he continues to not  react, only restarting  as the blade lands in front of him with a THUD, and embeds itself in the wooden board.  This time, EVERYONE winces. Even Neve.  Either of the implication of the pain, or the second hand embarrassment of imagining how he must have made a fool of himself.  All of them cringe…. 

Except for Lucanis.  He just frowns.

He yanks the blade out of the table, smooths the wooden splinter and utters a soft apology to the table.  He smiles softly, and resheathes the knife.  “So, last one…. Truth or Lie?” “Hmmm” Neve muses before calmly stating, “Truth. That sort of overconfidence would be like you, when you were younger.  The eagerness to prove yourself to the world, and others, and most importantly, to yourself.”

Her words hang in the air like elfroot smoke, drifting over to Milo, who observes her passively. “Neve… it was… the truth.”  His trademark grin that Lucanis finds so endearing returns, but not fully.  It doesn’t reach his eyes, not even his good one.” “HA!” the detective laughs as she swipes the plate and waves goodbye. “Have fun with the dishes!” he hears her say as she leaves the dining hall.  She’s followed by the others shortly after, with Bellara still taking notes.  The only ones left in the hall are Milo, Lucanis, and… Taash, now snoring loudly.  

Milo sits still, his gaze focused on his knife, a frown on his face that does not suit him at all, Lucanis thinks.  

“You lied”  It's less an accusation, more a statement.

Milo looks up and at him, his face unreadable.

Lucanis continues.  “I may not know much about you, Rook, but I’ve seen how you work.  You don’t go flashy unless you know for certain that you’ll come out on top.  Something like that is out of character for you, even as a braggartly teenager. So,” he leans forward, whispering conspiratorially “What’s the truth?”  

A strange emotion passes over Milo’s face, as he seems to struggle.  Lucanis hasn’t seen him like this before.  He’s always cocky and selfsure, even before the most dangerous enemies.  He opens his mouth, and closes it.  Opens it once more, and utters one word…

“I…”  he pauses and his hand clenches around the hilt of his dagger, his knuckles turning white. He refuses to look at Lucanis, almost as if he’s ashamed.

“I made a mistake.”  The effort it takes to say this seems to exhaust him.  Lucanis waits for him to elaborate, but he doesn’t say anything else.  Eventually he looks up into Lucanis’s eyes and just sounds broken, as he rasps “Don’t ask me… please”  There’s a pleading in his voice, something timid and scared, like a lost child.  This is a side of Milo Lucanis hasn’t seen, he’s pretty sure none of the rest of the crew, hell even Viago has seen.  He nods, and something happens to Milo.  A door slams shut, and his eyes light up as if nothing has happened.  His trademark smile returns with the incredible brilliance that Lucanis has always admired.   If he didn’t know better, the way Rook’s personality just switched, the man must be possessed. “Welp, these dishes won’t wash themselves,” and he begins to stack the plates.  Lucanis pushes back his chair, standing up in order to help, but Milos waves him off. 

“Nah, don’t worry about it, you made all of this for us, you deserve to rest.”

“But surely you could use a helping hand?”

“This burden is mine and mine alone,” he cheerfully explains, and Lucanis isn’t sure if he is talking about the dishes… or something else. .

The young crow begins carrying the dishes to the back room to wash up, whistling the entire time, but pauses at the threshold, turning to face him.

“But… Thank you for the offer.  It’s sometimes very hard to remember that I don't have to handle it all alone.”  And with that, he vanishes, replaced with the sound of whistling and splashing water.

In the corner, there’s a hollow thud, and Taash’s hand slips off their chest and falls to the floor.

[fountainpenguin]

Riddle watches New Wish - Post #9

I like how Hazel seems to be making friends one at a time! I feel like most shows introduce friends as pre-established, or they become friends in the first episode. Hazel seems to be gathering them over time, which is great.

Why is he even allowed to HAVE those drones?

... Shout-out to Wynn (sp? I don't dare look since I'm avoiding spoilers) for having freckles on only one cheek. Definitely unique for this universe.

-> I lied.

I really like how Wanda has stuck to calling Hazel "squirt." It's super fitting for her.

FATHER TIME!! He's back! ... No dad jokes this time.

SLDJKFSLDKFJSKLDFJSLKDJFSDKLJFSKLD run that by me again?!?!?!

Father Time: "This wish involves 15 minutes of fame. That's a time. Therefore, it is under MY jurisdiction." Cosmo: Oh, there was a whole lawsuit a few years ago. The Poofpreme Court had to get involved."

"Timmy's Secret Wish" LIVED!! We are eatin' good tonight!!

Dev's little leggies...

Is this the first time Cosmo and Wanda have been in object form other than Hazel's bubble popper things?

slkdfj Hazel's shirt belonged to her brother. Everything in this girl's life revolves around a brother we've not yet seen. Love that for her. That's gonna be a great episode.

-> What if he comes back and he's changed a lot because he's been away at college? Ruh-roh...

Oh, Father Time's back and making dad jokes again.

Nick of Time!! I love her. The coach aesthetic was a good touch. Instant new favorite. I have the PERFECT place for her in 'fics.

I think it's funny that Cosmo and Wanda's running gag is talking about things they did on their 10k-year vacation since one of the things they did in the OG series was talk about how they'd been married 10k years.

Hazel speeding through her remaining time with a song montage is very funny.

I've seen that rat design. Where have I seen that rat?

SLDKFJSLDFJSLDFJSLKDFJ MY SON!!!!!

I know him!! He's canonically a dad now?? ... I was already writing him as a dad, but now it's justified.

Flappy, what have they done to you? Where are your parents?? Was the Musical all for naught?

Listen. Listen, I know they would never do this because it was such a one-off thing. but... Flappy used to carry Gary and Betty in his briefcase and it was so weird. I'm gettin' flashbacks.

I liked that episode! That was great.

28 Puddings Later

I like how Violin Gal is a recurring gag.

Why are they teaching 12 minus 1 in 5th grade- Oh, they're simplifying fractions.

Timmy is on even more posters in this school- What did he do? This isn't even his city.

Pudding-eating episode going a zombie movie route was not on my list. Fantastic. I'm glad Cosmo and Wanda's crowns glow in the dark; it's great.

Hazel not wanting to unwish her infinite pudding wish because she hasn't gotten any yet is super clever and justified.

Jasmine: I am once again sus of my BFF Hazel and her connection to weirdness.

Okay, with the lights off in the halls, this is a lot more difficult on my hemophobia... I don't think I'll be sharing screenshots I might run across later, though I definitely think Dev's zombie pose is great.

Holy cow, that's a lot of red lighting on the pudding. I don't think I'm watching this one again, but I'm enjoying the plot itself.

We are once again treated to a photo proving they have 2D bodies in this universe, and it once again cracks me up.

Many, many brown-eyed characters! They're free from the curse...

This is what reality is like when you jump the border to Retroville. Everything looks bulgy, but in reality... you're still flat. I especially like how reality morphs to fit the FOP style, like the pink hair flipping around. I think I've seen someone with their haircut like that in the old show, though I forget who, so that would imply they wear it like the first picture.

Unreasonably funny to me that Dev's glasses shine - usually a classy blue - becomes much duller when it switches to "actual FOP style." His coolness factor drops. I love it.

... His hair REALLY reminds me of his dad's. I distinctly remember Dale's being fluffy, which is why he looks like the pixie godkid listed in Da Rules, but... Dev's got the same "front flare." I'm gonna look it up.

-> Oh, "Nectar of the Odds" is Season 2, not 3. I did not remember that. Also, Dale's hair is a little more orange than I remember, and he really does have dark blue eyes. I can absolutely see the similarities between him and Dev. That's fantastic.

... I am just now remembering I think I have a character outline for Dale in my Along the Cherry Lane draft. Let me see...

SLDKJFSLDKFJ, I did! I had him marrying Ed Leadly's daughter (the first FOP OC I ever made, Hadley) and having a son named Dave, which is very close to Dev.

I don't really know what to do with this information. I think I want to do less with this information. I'm so sorry, Hadley- maybe Dev will get a canon mom.

Well, Dev having red hair when you have black probably saved you, tbh.

She doesn't have her dad's black hair. I misremembered. It's brown. Uh-oh.

Anyway, I LOVE how Hazel saw her "ruined" class picture and was ecstatic because she knew her mom and brother would love how memorable it was. That's super cute. She's living a great life.

I don't know if I'd still call her miserable enough for a fairy, but she's adorable and I'm glad her life is going okay.

And still... he lurks.

Last one tonight! ... I didn't think I'd make it through this many before my bedtime, but okay.

Trial & Hair-or

I cannot believe we're getting the 2nd "living hair" plot (Hair with personality vs. hair with spirit), though I doubt this one will go the helicopter route.

Diana and Sparky would be great friends. I will not elaborate.

Crying, Hazel admiring her bald head and thinking it's cool. Her motivation for getting her hair back is so her hair doesn't cause chaos? She's so pure.

I hate them.

Just heard Hazel say Cosmo's name. Has she said Wanda's name often? I feel like their names haven't been repeated a lot for new audiences, but I also wasn't paying attention.

Fishbowl instinct...

This was a goofy episode and I loved it. Bedtime now. We'll see if I watch more throughout the week or just save it 'til after my big stuff on Friday. See you around!

[saintjimmeh]

This one took me awhile since I managed to break the pack not once but twice, but it's finally done! Pack is tested and it works with 1.21; I haven't tested it in any other versions but it should be backward compatible at least with 1.20.

I made quite a few changes to translations; a few of them were to make things sound less clunky but ALSO since we have a lot of new animal names from FoP, I'm going to try to name all the animals after their closest Pandoran equivalent rather than just giving them descriptions. (Plants will unfortunately have to be in a future update... most of the FoP plants with Na'vi names don't resemble anything in Minecraft, and I haven't seen any Na'vi names for the trees in game. Shame because the Clouded Forest pines would be perfect for spruce trees.)

Specific changes I can remember off the top of my head under the cut:

-Some of the copper blocks have been changed around: Exposed Copper is now Tuna Fngap Atsewtx (Dirty Copper) and Oxidised Copper is Tuna Fngap a Sleru Ean (Copper that is turning blue/green... yeah still a bit awkward but there really isn't a good Na'vi equivalent for metal stuff.)

-Some tools have been re-translated as machines (txawnulsrung). Pretty much if it uses redstone in some way, like dispensers, it's now a machine.

-Axolotl: changed kenten to wuwuk. I know it's still not a lizard but I feel like a general word works better than a specific land species that flies.

-Allay: changed tireatsyìp to nrrtsyal. They look like little glowy bugs ^^ (if Mojang decides to add fireflies back in I may have to change this one back but eh)

-Wandering Trader: changed sopyu (traveller) to lanteyu (wanderer). Surprising that Na'vi has no word for trade yet.

-Shulker: changed tì'ì'atxkxeyä mawup (End Turtapede lol) to kinamtsìng. I figured it resembles a bug that jumps really high and floats more than a turtle.

-Turtle: changed mawup to mawuptsyìp, now that we have an actual word for earth turtles.

-Frog: changed rusola ioang (singing beast) to wuwuk le'awtu.

[kuu-lei-melody]

Gonna go ahead and finally plug this here. I've been working on a multichapter Cosmo and Wanda fluff-smut fic that is now maybe 80% done.

Thanks to the fact that I got hit really hard with FOP nostalgia, and thanks to some other personal factors that have been preventing me from relaxing, I have been cranking this out. 43,000 words in two weeks is INSANE for me, dude.

The fic is a very meandering one. I just write about whatever I feel like. It starts as basic domestic fluff between our two lovers, but then it goes to some crazy places because Cosmo and Wanda are magic. And then it goes into some angsty memory lane shit that doesn't totally belong, but I don't care. FOP fandom has always been about taking tiny hints of lore from the show and blowing it up into something dramatic.

I'm bringing back the domestic fluff next though, and I very much plan to bring it all home soon.

Thanks for your time. ✨💚🩷✨

[burgycreeper405-blog]

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tho the rules are:

the art requests are mostly just gonna be in sketches, if you want fully detailed art, you can commission me if you want/nf

if you want a request, please state that you want a art request,, bcuz if not,, look I'm dumb okay? just be more specific please (and if you can, please include a prompt and not just a character/ship)

would like these kind of reqs or these kinds of reqs tho/nf

no ocs (sorry)

aus are fine (tho pls send a reference 👍)

only the franchise im interested in (the list is down the below)

btw, im just into ii and tdos, not all of object shows 👍

any ship in any franchise I'm in is fine as long as i'm not uncomfortable with it and it's not the ones listed there in the dni list

okay, small update. do not send me ship reqs that includes taco (i am fine with taco x blueberry, (or this wild polycule lol) and or tacopadlet, tho im 50/50 about it rn. max has still yet to convince me adsklgj

there might be more to be added in the future but yeah 👍

down the below also has the everythin you need or just want to know so you better check it 👍

but before you do

this is for my and yours' comfort if you somehow have one or two or all of these

DNI If you:

- ship tac0m1c

- ship kn1fan (on thin ice)

- hc knife and mic as siblings

- hc baseball and suitcase as father-daughter???? / infantalize suitcase

the basic DNI stuffs; Racist, being mean to people and tells them to "kys" or other mean things, etc. etc.

aight, now that you's done reading the dni list, time for the other chet

it's kinda simple and also kinda messy so bare with me here

you can call me Burgy and i is girl, but any pronouns is fine

my other socials are:

Instagram (@/burgycreeper405)

Youtube (@/burgycreeper405)

and no i don't have twitter, i used to, but no, twitter is like my toxic ex, so if you see me "post" on twitter, that's not me, that's probably a person acting as me but failed miserably

i have a dicsord server if you wanna join

the app i use to draw is Medibang Paint / Manga (the site lol) / Ibispaint on the ipad

to animate, i use Flipaclip on my phone

I am not in any fandoms cuz i am very ✨random✨

but draws one topic for a long while, but as time goes on, i go back to drawing random chet that i like and not just one thing

here are the lists of what I'm interested in (aka the things that I'll draw from most to least maybe)

• Team Fortress 2

• The Daily Object Show (TDOS)

• FOP A New Wish

• Inanimate Insanity (II)

• The Lego Movie

• Trolls

• Super Mario

• Undertale

• Cuphead

• Batim

i have more stuffs that i like but those 8 are the main, and I don't even really draw the other ones that much, but i like em, but i ain't telling em,, so yeah :P

i have a fun little ask blog for my AUs and stuff (tho it's just Lego movie aus) so if you're interested, it's this

@ask-burgys-aus

now that the simple stuff is done,,

it's time for the '🍩'(do not)s and other infos

• do not repost or reupload my stuff like put it in compilations and stuff, even if you credit me, do not repost/reupload my chet

• do not trace my art

• if i seem rude, that means i’m in a bad mood

• you can use my art as pfp or banners, just do not reupload/repost and or trace my stuffs

• if you dm-ed me/private message me, i won't answer it, especially if we're not even that close (unless it's for commissions then i will answer that lol) cuz either I'm awkward at starting conversations, or i just don't want to dm back, it's one of the two but it's mostly the former

• if you have questions, ask it in the ask box, it's there for a reason

• if you want to do fanart, then go ahead, no need to ask, just tag me, id love to see it

• keep in mind, i mostly have headcanons that are not the same as the popular ones cuz, not everyone will have the same hcs, shocker i know

• i don't do with popular chet so keep that in mind

• i hate shipping discourse cuz i find that stupid and a waste of time, especially when the ship they're fighting is not even that problematic as they say they are, so get that away from me cuz i don't want to deal with it

• i don't mind any ships (besides the ones on the red down below), I'm neutral with mostly any ships (again, besides the ones on the red down below), unless it's actually problematic like those age gaps and other chet? then that's a big no no for me, get that thing out of here, i don't want it

let's cut to the chase, yes, I'm fine with:

Rexmet (Rex x Emmet)

Rexmetstyle (Rex x Emmet x Lucy)

and i also ship

Microknife (Mic x Knife)

Knicropick (Knife x Mic x Pickle)

Metallic Salad (Mephone4 x Knife x Mic x Pickle)

if those info shocked you, then that's funny lol

if you suddenly hate me bcuz of that, then that's honestly a funny and stupid reason to hate me lol

tags that i use:

#burgy talks - just talking and or rambling about stuffs

#burg art - for art

#burgy comics - for the comics that i did cuz why not

#burgy games - for me gaming

#burgy sh1tpost - yes, it's a 1, not a misstype,, anyways, thats for jokes stuffs so i wont flood the burgy talks or art tag that much

me personas (i don't have a good ref sheet for them three)

me but object

sun micro4 content

aight, i think thas all, some of these may or may not change in the future

but yeah, thas all, thanks for reading

[thevoiceofthebard]

Chapter 1 - Ulfric I: Unbound

Sundas, 17th of Last Seed. 4E201 Early Morning

Ulfric Stormcloak

I am Ulfric Stormcloak. Jarl of Windhelm. Student of the Greybeards of High Hrothgar. Leader of the Revolution of the Sons of Skyrim.

And this is the day of my death.

Today, I leave the mortal plane behind, to join my brothers and sisters in Sovngarde. I can only hope the gods forgive the transgressions I have committed in pursuit of justice. But then the timing of the Imperial ambush that leads us now to our deaths was so perfect... Perhaps the gods have abandoned us. Although I find treachery a far more likely explanation.

Our carriage jumps around as we pass over a pothole, pulling me away from my thoughts. I look around, curiosity getting the better of me. From the multitude of pine trees around me, I know we're somewhere in the Hold of Falkreath. Nature flourishes in the south of Skyrim - mountain flowers, nightshade, and thistle abundant, deer grazing at the edge of the deep shade of the woods - but I confess it holds less grandeur for myself compared to some of my brethren. My childhood was filled with grand stone walls, surrounded by frozen tundras and volcanic fields. The Throat of the World towers above us, throwing dark shadows for miles, making the morning seem darker than it should. An ominous sign. No doubt the Greybeards still harbor resentment toward me for abandoning my studies at its peak. But no amount of meditation would cool the fire in my veins, could never satisfy my need to protect my homeland, when the call to battle came so long ago. I often wonder how the world would be had I remained a disciple of The Way of the Voice.

Another jolt. Poorly maintained roads. No doubt a result of Jarl Siddgeir diverting funds to the Empire, against me. A groan draws my attention in close to my fellow cart mates - and prisoners. Across from me, a man in rags. A thief by the look of him, and a coward. He's done naught but complain the last hour. Next to him sits a man in my own colors. Ralof, if I remember correctly. Yes... A passionate young man, though somewhat unremarkable. I want to speak, reassure him. But the cloth in my mouth prevents me from doing anything but breathe, and even that takes effort. Beside me is another man in rags. Unlike the thief, though, he has an aura of culture about him. Beneath the recent bruising and dirt, his face is angular, his hair groomed; even after being tossed unconscious into the cart with us. In the wrong place at the wrong time, and now the Empire will surely punish him for it. Bastards.

The three have been bickering while I mused. I hadn't noticed until Ralof mentioned my name, startling the others. "Ulfric? The Jarl of Windhelm? You're the leader of the rebellion!" I'm not sure to be flattered or insulted that the thief didn't recognize my face. Panic enters the man's voice as he realizes the severity of his situation; I doubt he will make it anywhere near the headsman's block. "But if they've captured you... Oh gods, where are they taking us?"

Ralof's words echo my thoughts. "I don't know where we're going. But Sovngarde awaits."

I lose interest as the soldier begins comforting the distraught thief. The other prisoner - a Breton by the name of Talao, I learn as Ralof asks - is handling the situation far better than I would have assumed, though he keeps glancing at me questioningly. Though something about his quiet confidence interests me, I ignore him in favor of watching the road ahead. All too soon, I see our destination. Helgen. Of course; there's an Imperial bastion here. I can hear the sounds of a bustling town slowly waning as our procession enters. Imperial archers line the walls, obviously dying to loose their arrows into any foolish enough to take off.

"Look at him," I hear Ralof spit, "General Tullius, the military governor." The military fop; he interests me not. "And it looks like the Thalmor are with him. Damn Elves." Though his words are heated, they turn the blood in my veins to ice. I turn, and sure enough, next to Tullius sits an Altmer in pitch black clothes. Elenwen, of all people.

Shor save us. What is that Thalmor bitch doing here?... Her presence can't possibly be coincidence. Have the Thalmor finally decided to clean up loose ends? Is she here to ensure my death, or are her machinations more devious? Through it all, I refuse to back down from her damned condescending sneer. I return her smug stare with venom. You don't own me, elf. You never have.

Finally, the carts come to a stop. The horse thief is hyperventilating now, and rambling in terror. I honestly want to punt the coward out of the cart, but it's beneath my dignity. My men look to me for composure. I must be above such pettiness. I notice the other prisoner tumble out of the cart with a cry of pain after me. I notice, as Ralof helps him up, that his leg seems oddly twisted, as if deformed. An old wound, then. Still, there is no time to reflect as the Imperials have already begun to open their lists. The names of every known dissident of the Empire are written on those lists. Surprisingly, I find the Imperial standing in front of me, condemning my soldiers, is a fellow Nord. Another traitor to his people. It disgusts me that one could renounce their ideals so freely, for mere politics.

"Ulfric Stormcloak!"

First to go, then. I shrug off the Imperial hand upon my shoulder, as he leads me away from my compatriots. Ralof calls to me, but I can barely hear him over the blood rushing through my ears as I survey the scene. The headsman stands before us, his axe well-sharpened and gleaming, the chopping block lying at the ready. I should have known better; as if the Empire would bother with a trial. Seems they've given up even the pretense of justice now. All the better. If nothing else, more and more people will soon realize the justness of our cause and fly to our banner as the Empire slowly destroys everything it stands for. Even if the leader of that banner is not myself.

A scuffle reaches my ears behind me, and glance to see the horse thief burst through the line of Imperials. His flight is short-lived, though, and he nearly instantly drops to the ground in a flurry of limbs, numerous arrows buried in his back. I knew he'd never make it to the block. A coward to the end. To Oblivion with him; I've my own date to keep.

By the time all the names had been read, a sizable crowd had formed around the yard, clearly anticipating a spectacle. Nary a friendly face to be found. Tullius walks into the yard, and faces me directly. The esteemed general had obviously been dying to make a speech. "Ulfric Stormcloak. Some here in Helgen call you a hero. But a hero doesn't use a power like the Voice to murder his king and usurp his throne."

A pitiful start. And false on several counts. A retort passes my tongue, but no further, as the gag restrains me. The coward refuses me any last words as he rambles on, addressing the crowd as much as myself, clearly wanting to make some kind of example of the situation. "You started this war, plunged Skyrim into chaos. And now the Empire is going to put you down and restore the peace!" The crowd murmurs in assent, my Stormcloaks in disgust. Personally, I find the man's little speech dull beyond compare. He has no sense of eloquence, his words sounding rehearsed and flat. Even at half his age - perhaps even a third, given his graying hair - I could captivate a crowd with a few sentences, drive them into the heights of passion. I understand the souls of my fellow men, and how to inspire them.

Suddenly, a shriek pierces the mid-morning air. Everyone stirs uneasily, and I admit somewhere in the back of my mind, a twinge of primal fear appears. But it is gone as quickly as it came, and I dismiss the noise; the howl of the wind carving through the mountain pass, perhaps. The crowd swiftly settled as well; a Priestess of Arkay stepped forward to deliver our last rites. More Imperial custom than Nord, but decent of them. Or at least, it would be if their priests did not bow the whims of the Elves.

"As we commend your souls to Aetherius, blessings of the Eight Divines upon..."

"For the love of Talos, shut up and let's get this over with."

The Priestess sounds surprised and affronted as Bjarke - whose heart burns with a passion so great, I sometimes think it burned out his mind - interrupts her and steps fearlessly toward the headsman. I don't know why she reacted as such; one should expect vitriol when you slight a man's god, even a "heretic's." My heart fills with pride as Baldor taunts the Imperials even as they force him down upon the block. Such bravery. Bravery all my Stormcloaks possess. To die for their beliefs, fighting an unjust Empire, whether by sword or axe.

I don't look away or flinch as the axe finishes its deadly arc. I have seen far worse in my life than a body and head separated from each other. The crowd cries out as the body is unceremoniously shoved aside.

"Justice!"

"You Imperial bastards!"

"Death to the Stormcloaks!"

I lock eyes with Tullius as the captain calls out, "Next, the Breton!" Of course. He wants me to go last. To watch as my men lay down their lives, knowing that I will share their fate. I would feel guilt for their deaths, but for the fact that they are not here following my banner; they are here because they followed their ideals.

Another shriek cuts through the air. Much louder than before. And much, much closer. My blood chills. There is no mistaking it for the wind this time. That howl was undeniably the call of an apex predator. Some creature that sits atop the pecking order, and knows it. But what? I've never heard anything like it in my life, though I feel an ancient part of me quail in fear before it. The crowd is visibly agitated now, but the Imperials push on. The Breton is walked to the block. Remarkably, he seems almost uninterested in his impending death, gazing around, as if curious about the sound. In my mind, I honor him. I remember Ralof's earlier words: A Nord's last thoughts should be of home. And so my own thoughts turn to Windhelm. The majesty of the Palace of Kings, where I spent my childhood, and it's storied history. The strength of its walls and its peoples, with whom I strove to make our world a better place.

As the Breton is brought painfully to his knees... I am not a man given to excessive prayer. I have always preferred to proclaim my faith through the truth of actions than through words that have no substance behind them. And yet for this man, whether fearless or foolhardy, I find myself speaking within me. Mighty Talos. I have sought in my life to honour you through battle and glory. I have fought to save your divine name from enemies who would have you struck from the annals of history, and defile all that for which you stand. Should this be my time to die, I embrace it willingly, knowing I have striven my best to achieve my goals, and knowing others will take up your banner in my absence. But I implore you; spare this innocent life before me, whose only guilt lies in poor fortune. He does not deserve to die a meaningless death by the treachery of this false Empire.

So engrossed am I, it is not until someone forces me to the ground that I notice anything wrong. The ground shakes beneath me, and all of Helgen is in an uproar. I look up and freeze from disbelief. Shock and awe bind my feet, but for a moment. Has Talos answered my prayer? Is this a blessing I have brought upon us, or a curse? Someone unties my hands, and I rip the gag from my mouth. I run from the great black beast without a second thought. I never understood the phrase "Discretion is the better part of valor" better than I have this very moment.

"DRAGON!"

Chapter 2 - Ralof I: Unbound

[passionmaterial]

Epic the Musical Animatic To-Do List[UPDATED FREQUENTLY]

It's literally just (mostly) Humanformers Animatics with Epic Songs and has literally nothing to do with the Oddesey/Greek Mythos Outside of That. And also, Humanformers BECAUSE I CANT ANIMATE ROBOTS FOR THE LIFE OF ME AND I DONT WANT TO TRY TOO MUCH. It took me long enough to figure out how to draw TFs in a style I liked.

List below the cut.

Key

(Finished with Underline) =Finished plus link to video

[Finished]=Finished but no link yet

*=Link To be Added

<Not doing> can mean I'm not doing it or it might be a short and unexpected animatic

Horse and The Infant: (Finished)

[Canceled,Watch Here] it was Canceled, but I put it in an Unfinished Animatic Video or posted it.

Just a man:(Finished)

Full Speed Ahead: (Finished)

Open Arms:[Canceled, watch here]

Warrior of The Mind:[Finished]

Polyphemus/Survive:Short Polyphemus animatic

Remember Them:It's probably a short Animatic.

My Goodbye: short animatic

Storm:Short Animatic(?)

Luck Runs Out:Megatron and Optimus animatic

Keep your friends close:Nightjaw(OC Animatic).

Ruthlessness:Necromancer vs. Op Animatic, and I'm hoping to create more of those after Ruthlessness.

Puppeteer: animatic of my OC Loki. Hot Rod and Soundwave are invited in by Her.

Wouldn't you like:Cosmic Animatic

Done For: Loki

There are Other Ways:Yet another Loki Animatic.

The Underworld:(Finished)

No longer You: (Finished)

Monster:(Finished)

Song 21/Suffering: [Finished]

Song 22/Different Beast: [Canceled,Watch Here*]

Scylla:[Finished]

Mutiny:Op and Megs

Thunderbringer:Short Prima animatic(it's the part about having to choose)

Legendary:an animatic of my Oc Apollo

Love in Paradise:Short

Fight Little Wolf:short

We'll be fine:<not doing> (I have an FOP animatic planned with this song, and I want to only create one epic animatic of each song and I would prefer it to be that instead)

God Games:[canceled, watch here] (not really, more so it's a nicktoons animatic wip now)

Im not sorry for loving you: Hammerquake animatic

Dangerous:Nitroquake animatic

Charybdis:Optimus vs the dweller lol

Get in the Water:another Necromancer animatic

600 strike:Optimus animatic

the Snippets/Cut Songs I will maybe do:

The Challenge: another Nightjaw Animatic

I can't help but wonder:cosmic animatic

Would you fall in love with me again:oplita animatic

Your Light:Dion and Op Animatic

[ilovescaredysquirrel2]

The FOP reboot looks better than the original...

Okay, here's a confession I have to make, I never liked the Fairly Odd Parents! Even as a kid, it didn't impress me that much. It was one of those shows I just watched because it was on constantly and I was bored (I should have been watching more kids shows on Xfinity On Demand, instead). I whole heartedly REGRET watching the Fairy Odd Parents! If I could go back and watch other shows instead, I would. Fairy Odd parents was really not a good show for kids, either. Even if you find it funny as an adult, it's still a terrible show. It's offensive in so many ways. I mean, I'm not really a slapstick humor type of person, but you can't deny that the show had it's fair share of offensive jokes, plus the fact that all the female characters weren't reliable except for Wanda, who could even be kind of a b*tch at times.

Okay, I'll address the sexism in Fairy odd parents and why I hate the show. Look at it! The girl that Timmy liked was always a stuck up snob (plus she's Asian and Butch Hartman is racist), Timmy's mom was an airhead dumb idiot and neglectful, and then the babysitter was a crazy psychopath (plus she was a teen and I hate when children are portrayed as crazy and psycho). I'm not done yet, look at how the bodies were drawn on most of the female characters too! Skinny waists with super curvy bodies, I hate that character design in any show or movie. I complain about it with Disney princesses like Ariel and Jasmine, and I complain about it with Total Drama characters. I hope that kind of character design for female characters will become extinct someday.

Also, there were a lot of racist jokes in the OG Fairy odd parents as well, and I hope that the reboot doesn't have that. My bestie is Scottish-Canadian, and she was really offended when they had that scene with the kilts and made fun of her culture. I mean, the show went on for so long that you probably don't remember every little offensive joke or innuendo in the movie, but there were a lot of racist and sexist jokes, and I think there was even some ableist ones as well. I'm NOT making thing up, I swear! I mean, people call everything racist nowadays, and I'm not one of those people who point out every little stereotype, I just want people to realize how awful Fairly Odd Parents was and how often they had those types of jokes. They made fun of country/rural people as well, and I think a lot of different ethnicities. I'll talk about the ableism in a minute...

Apparently Butch Hartman was ableist, which I wouldn't be surprised knowing all the other things about him, and I remember when Fairly odd parents made fun of a guy with a huge pimple on his face, and also a character who was in a wheelchair. I don't know why that show went on for 20 years but I'm glad it ended... until 2024 when they wasted money on a reboot that doesn't look as bad as the original. Everybody's crying because Timmy's black now, but I don't give a crap what skin color they made "him" (they have a black female protagonist to hide the fact that Butch is a sexist and racist d*ckhead). They could have spent money on a CatDog reboot or gave Harvey Beaks a second chance instead but they chose Nickelodeon's most overrated cartoon.

Here's another thing about Butch Fartman that makes him a sh**ty person, he made an episode called "Channel Chasers" where he literally made fun of other kids shows, trying to act like his crappy show was better than the more family like ones. Some of the other shows he made fun of were Rugrats, Blue's Clues, and Sesame street, and neither of those deserve to be made fun of. He's got such an ego and we should throw him off his high horse and acknowledge how bad his shows were. I just think making fun of innocent kids shows in a show that's not really meant for kids, is a really lame thing to do.

If you made it this far, thank you! If you like Fairy odd parents, I hope I made you change your mind. If I didn't, okay then. I'm just confessing about one of my most hated cartoons, and I'm going to address how I feel about Vivziepoop and her shows next (sorry to Hazbin Hotel fans, but I seen some things in it that triggered me). Well, thanks for reading anyways and TELL ME YOUR THOUGHTS! If you disagree, I'd like to know your opinions on why.

[hautsreadsmarvel]

Iron Man: golden armor does not golden stories make

We're not quite going to skip these early Iron Man stories, but I'm not interested in covering them in-depth. I'm not even going to post their names or cover stories, since I'm getting tired of basic "strong hero beats dastardly villain by simply being too strong!!!!" plots unless they also bring something really strong to the table.

Iron Man fights a gigantic caveman w hypnotic eyes that turns out to be a robot built by aliens that last visited Earth when we were cavemen. Also, he's gold now.

Iron Man fights Doctor Strange, but not like the guy who does magic, just some random other fop called Doctor Strange who is a super-inventor. He hypnotizes Iron Man with a radio(because Iron Man is a cyborg, I guess?) to break him out of prison, stops hypnotizing Iron Man for the because, threatens the world w nuclear annihilation from an island fortress, then gets owned by Iron Man.

[Red Menace villain plot]

Kala, Queen of the Netherworld (yet another underground civilization, but tbf the Earth is very large; this one is a descendant of sunken Atlantis) abducts Stark to construct a means of egress to the surface world so she can conquer it. She is defeated when Stark brings her to the surface and she begins to rapidly age, scaring her. Barely worth mentioning except that Kala is tagged as a recurring villain, apparently. Her character is super-basic, since all you need to do to make her is mix "conqueror from the Hollow Earth" (as done by Mole Man and Tyrannus so far) w "vain woman" in a bowl until consistency is even. Issue is even more sexist than described, but I don't feel like going into detail on it.

Iron Man is abducted by "the Mad Pharaoh Hatap" to return w him to the past and serve him. Cleopatra is a character here, but the story takes cues from Roman propaganda and has her only defining trait be "smokin' hot". Iron Man uses various attachments for his powers, the silliest of which is putting a jet on his scalp and four wheels on his back to dive into an oncoming army w the speed of a racecar. Hatap's magic is extremely arbitrary, existing only to facilitate the plot but inviting questions as to why he didn't use its demonstrated properties better to just... win.

[neverchecking]

hello my dear <333 this is the same anon who sent in that bit about wild/sage and the paint xD you can call me 🌕 anon or moonie if you'd like :}

but!! if you want to hear more brain rot about the barbarian set or just my general LU brain rot I am MORE than happy to elaborate haha xD literally had to put my switch down the other day when the thought popped into my head because I was making my brain hurt with the amount of !!!!!#!@!!! that was going through it HAHA

cause there's SO many possibilities... like hear me out – putting the paint ON is fun and all and absolutely gets wild/sage all hot and bothered, but on the other hand, they've still got a battle to fight right? so they can't have too much fun ;) the others are still waiting to storm a camp of literal moblins or something HAHA

so!! I give you an alternate solution: rubbing the paint OFF >:D

I saw someone else talk about how the barbarian set is supposed to like 'bolster link's fighting spirit' or something,, yk make him a lil more primal if that makes sense, and that's all well and good when he's actually IN battle and doing what he does best xD BUT when the battle is finished,, where does all that adrenaline and primal feralness go??

whose gonna help him release all that 'fighting spirit' reader?? he's just got so much adrenaline built up :(( you just have to help him you know? ;)) he promises he'll treat you so good <3

SO imagine this,, the battle BARELY finishes before sage (idk this is giving me sage vibes now, I love that feral lil gremlin) is yanking you away and dragging you somewhere the others can't find you (of course you were nowhere near the battle itself, sage just can't bear anything happening to you <333 ) and he's tossing that helm away, knowing it will only get in his way – and then sage is pressing himself into you with a glint in his eyes that just makes reader's stomach do lil flip fops (cause I just KNOW that man would have such a feral lil smirk that would make me just MELT)

and he's asking you for help to get the paint off,, you helped him put it on, surely you can help him scrub it off! he's just so tired from fighting and wants your help ;))

"c'mon, love," he'd murmur, that deep lilt in his voice as he pulls you closer. "help me take care of this, hmm? I'll treat you so good – always do, don't I?"

so sage is grabbing reader's hand and pulling them into him with that smirk and dragging their fingers to his toned stomach, letting them graze the waistband of that cute lil skirt that the armor has (link has so many cute lil skirts in this game OFF TOPIC but noteworthy HAHA) and he's rubbing their hand against that purple handprint on his waist, watching with a grin as they rub their thighs together. when he dips their fingers down the waistband, letting them get a feel of his pretty v-line and soft skin, his head tilts back with a pretty sound (I just KNOW he sounds SO pretty when he moans - and he's SUCH a tease)

"yeah, just like that," sage would murmur when the paint smears onto your fingertips, taking the hand at his waist and pulling you back up to his level. "So good for me..."

he's got so much adrenaline he's so frenzied from the bonus that the set gives him, and he knows the perfect way to get all that craze released... if this method gets purple paint on your inner thighs from where he was just desperate to get you on his face – oh well...

oh how sage would love smearing that paint onto you when you're 'scrubbing it off'

when you and sage come back to the chain,, there's faint purple streaks on your fingers and smeared onto your thighs (and def not on your tummy from where he was pressed into you... no def not xD ) and wild gives sage THAT look and sage still has that lil feral gremlin smile back like yeah,, I did that >:D

(but don't worry, wild def plans his own revenge for later ;)) he's gotta even the score yk? )

🌕 ANON I DONT THINK YOU UNDERSTAND QUITE WHAT YOU'VE DONE TO ME-

I'm hearing everyone out. Especially with my boy. ESPECIALLY with the barbarian armor. He's cursing Dink and everything he stands for for forcing him onto the front lines, but you bet the second he's off duty he's on Reader's ass.

The idea that the set just makes Sage even more Primal is so gfofnfnf You wouldn't think it possible! BUT IT IS

Great golden goddess I'm slobbering over this. I just know through it all Sage is treating you so well.

Because above all else, his focus is you. He's pinning you to the first tree he deams worthy and pulling whatever bottoms your wearing down, throwing your legs over his shoulder and going to town. Maybe he's pulling his cock out and stoking it a few times, maybe he's so focused on tonguing your opening he doesn't even care. All he knows is that he's got a purpose. A reason for breathing and he's fulfilling it. Maybe the Helm stays on only for something for Reader to hold onto.

When he's got at least one orgasm from reader, coating his lower chin in whatever, that's when he may let up, pinning them against the tree so their legs wrap around his waist. Then he's throwing the helm away. And he absolutely has this feral little smirk that makes your entire being just melt for him. You can't say no to this man.

So won't you help him?

"That's it sunshine," His hands circle around your hips before pulling you flush to his chest, the heat from his recent bout of exercise making the air around you smolten. "Just give yourself to me. Just like you always do."

He's guiding Reader's shaky fingers past his waistband (His little skirts have me BARKING), matching the marks already there. He's turning their hand and using it trace his already aching cock. And just when the first signs of hesitation break through, he's letting the prettiest moans slip through. He's quivering just enough to keep Reader hooked.

(Sage has the prettiest fucking moans. Like besides Sky and maybe Wars, it's Sage who's got the prettiest little noises. It's just getting them out of him that's the tricky part.)

"Goddess Divine," He would pant, watching purple smear your fingertips as your fingers curl around his shaft, slowly tugging once, twice, just to hear his gorgeous little whimpers. "Fuck- you're so good to me."

He's bucking into your hand like a virgin all over again, practically ripping himself away before he bursts only to spread your legs so prettily for him, sticking himself right between them. He's always loved marking you, but this takes it to a whole new level. There's no way you can hide this between now and the time it takes for you to get a bath.

(No definitely not. Just like there's no purple paint on ass from where he's placed two perfectly shaped hand onto the cheeks, Not at all.)

Wild is fuming in his spot, wiping his own makeup off with a towel like a normal person. But now that he knows what he can get away with, he's certainly looking for the next opportunity.

Perhaps they're wearing the armor a lot more often.

Maybe they take up a competition between the two of them :)) Just to see whose really the better option.

[withered--s0uls]

Ok ik I have,,, a lot of AUs to get through lol

But for now the plan is

- "Dormant" Absolute Solver, main fic

-> will be pre written, checked over, will probably ask friends if they wanna proof read before I post it? Idk, that is the main one I'm really worried ab quality for bc its important to me

- Intertwined Codes

-> need to figure out a format (might bundle a few acts together into separate fics as separate parts)

-> need to outline & mess with timeline

-> will for the start pick up where "Intertwining Codes" left off

-> won't take itself too serious for the sake of my sanity

- "Dormant" Absolute Solver, side fic(s), oneshots etc

-> will start outlining when main fic is finished

-> providing some backstory & AS sided POV

- Blood & Bats

-> first 3 chapters already outlined

-> will work on eventually, probably not too consistently

- Trapped / Hivemind

-> will be a oneshot or two shot at most, there's not much to tell really

- Trapped Dormancy

-> will be done when DAS & T/HM are out as it's a crossover between them, probably just a oneshot collection

- DD Cyn

-> needs to be named first of all

-> wont stress myself over too much, since DAS is already a bigger story for my standards I'll take my time with this

- Solver Shift

-> same as DD Cyn; will probably work on after a break from DAS & alongside B&B (so I'll take it slow)

- Tangled Drones

-> gotta get the other crossover refs down first

-> make outline

-> I swear I didn't forget ab this I promise the Vat7k/TTS x MD AU is coming eventually 😭

Other fandom aus (like FOP/FOP:ANW & maybe my old fnaf:sb au if I revive it) will be done after I got less of these on my to do list

Also keep in mind I have other projects on my plate too & am very depressed so 😭 please be patient with me

I also have another idea but,,, that depebds entirely on a friends decision sooo... let's focus on all this first lol