#big city greens terry

[spajderserdel]

alexander and terry bc they don't get enough attention >>:(

[missrosemaris-stuff]

Grieving the background characters I’ve never drawn or posted

[easthigh]

LGBT+ REPRESENTATION ON DISNEY CHANNEL

*only including characters who are explicitly queer in their media and not revealed to be by a creator outside of their work

Nikki (transgender) in Raven’s Home (2017-present)

Sasha Waybright (bisexual) in Amphibia (2019-2022)

Tai (non-binary) in Moon Girl and Devil Dinosaur (2023-present)

Papa Titan (gender-fluid) in The Owl House (2020-2023)

Gerry (mlm) and Bruce (mlm) in Christmas… Again?! (2021)

Nicholas (mlm) and Wayne (mlm) in Bunk’d (2015-present)

Sheriff Blubs (mlm) and Deputy Durland (mlm) in Gravity Falls (2012-2016)

Isaac Goldberg-Calderon (mlm) and Antonio Goldberg-Calderon (mlm) in Moon Girl and Devil Dinosaur (2023-present)

Eda Clawthorne (bisexual) and Raine Whispers (non-binary) in The Owl House (2020-2023)

Cami Rivera (bisexual) in Raven’s Home (2017-present)

Susan (wlw) and Cheryl (wlw) in Good Luck Charlie (2010-2014)

Jackie-Lynn Thomas (bisexual) and Chloe (wlw) in Star vs. the Forces of Evil (2015-2019)

Terri (non-binary) in Amphibia (2019-2022)

Luz Noceda (bisexual) and Amity Blight (lesbian) in The Owl House (2020-2023)

A-Spen (non-binary, bisexual) and Willa Lykensen (queer) in Z-O-M-B-I-E-S 3 (2022)

Harvey Park (mlm) and Gilbert Park (mlm) in The Owl House (2020-2023)

General Yunan Longclaw (wlw) and Lady Olivia (wlw) in Amphibia (2019-2022)

Penumbra (lesbian) in DuckTales (2017-2021)

Terry (mlm) and Alexander (mlm) in Big City Greens (2018-present)

Masha (non-binary) in The Owl House (2020-2023)

Cyrus Goodman (gay) in Andi Mack (2017-2019)

Ally (pansexual) and Jess (bisexual) in Amphibia (2019-2022)

Brooklyn (transgender) in Moon Girl and Devil Dinosaur (2023-present)

The Collector (non-binary) in The Owl House (2020-2023)

Ty Sabrewing (mlm) and Indy Sabrewing (mlm) in DuckTales (2017-2021)

TJ Kippen (gay) in Andi Mack (2017-2019)

Mr. X (mlm) in Amphibia (2019-2022)

Mike (mlm) and Carl (mlm) in Under Wraps 2 (2022)

[utapri-translations-uuuu]

Beautiful Emerald City - Translation (美しきエメラルドシティ)

Please do not repost/retranslate without permission.

I have also made a version which includes the members' notes found in the script.

[The beautiful city - Emerald City gate, daytime]

They arrive at Emerald City.

Everyone is overwhelmed by its sheer beauty.

Terry: What a big gate...

Theo: The castle visible beyond is also impressive…

Scarecrow: … Everything really is emerald green…

Tin Woodman: The Emerald City is as beautiful as its name suggests…

The Lion rubs his eyes.

Lion: It's so shiny, it's too bright for me to open my eyes.

Tin Woodman: But how do we get into the city? It's surrounded by a tall wall, and it seems we can't enter freely.

The Lion pounds on the gate with all his might.

Lion: The gate is also firmly shut.

The Scarecrow points his finger and presses the button without hesitation.

Scarecrow: There’s a doorbell here! If you have business here, you must ring it! Let’s push it~!

In response to the doorbell, the gate slowly swings open. The five of them walk inside.

A mechanical, serious-looking gatekeeper stands before them.

Gatekeeper: Welcome to the Emerald City. What can I do for you?

Terry: We're here to see the Wizard of Oz!

Gatekeeper: The Great Oz? He’s an important man. I can't let you meet him for trivial errands. Ever since this country was founded, we've been told not to let people through.

Lion: This is not a trivial errand! It’s a serious matter, our lives depend on it!

Gatekeeper: If you offend him, he may destroy you all in an instant. Knowing that, do you wish to proceed?

Theo: Mister gatekeeper, please! Oz-san is a good Wizard, isn't he? If so, I think he will listen to us.

Tin Woodman: Yes, we have come here seeking aid. For a great one should reach out to the weak and those in need.

Gatekeeper: … That’s certainly true. The Great Oz is a good wizard. Well then, let me take you to his palace.

The Scarecrow jumps for joy.

Scarecrow: Yeah! Now we’re talking!!

The Gatekeeper unlocks the door to the cabinet containing the spectacles.

Gatekeeper: But first, I'm going to ask you to wear these glasses.

Lion: Why? Wow… The spectacles are green, too…

Gatekeeper: It’s an order from the Great Oz. You cannot enter the city without spectacles. That’s because the brightness of the Emerald City will make your eyes go haywire.

The Scarecrow taps his own eyes.

Scarecrow: My eyes are painted on, so I think I’ll be fine.

Tin Woodman: I have tin eyes too, so that shouldn't be a problem…

He curtly hands over the spectacles.

Gatekeeper: It's been a rule since the city was first built! Even those who live in the city must wear spectacles night and day. It is not allowed to take them off. Once you put them on, they’ll be locked on.

Lion: What an inconvenient rule… But I guess that's just how it is in the city.

The Gatekeeper has the five of them put on the glasses and then locks them fast with his key.

Gatekeeper: With that, we’re ready to go! Now, let me show you to the palace.

The door opens with a heavy sound. The five shout in admiration.

Theo: … Wow…

Terry: … Wow…

Scarecrow: … Wow…

Tin Woodman: … Wow…

Lion: … Wow…

Tin Woodman: It was amazing from the outside, but it's even more amazing inside! Even though I'm wearing glasses, it's so bright.

With an excited gait, they begin to walk as if being lured.

Scarecrow: Emerald everywhere! The streets, the houses, the people, the food, even the sunlight is green!

The Lion laughs, holding his stomach.

Lion: Ahaha!! You’re green, too!

The Scarecrow jumps up in surprise.

Scarecrow: It’s true!! So I've turned into emerald instead of straw? But isn’t that so cool? I’m the only scarecrow in the world that shines in emerald green!

The Tin Woodman also strokes his tin body.

Tin Woodman: Maybe I've been influenced by the power of this city. It's magic that can turn simple tin into emerald!

Theo: Yeah! What a wonderful world! I can't believe there's a place like this! The people who live here are rich and full of happiness!

Terry: … It's certainly a beautiful place, but it feels artificial, and they're a bit too busy working, aren't they?

Theo: You said it's better to be stimulated than bored, didn't you?

Terry: Yeah, that’s true, but… This place is nothing like Kansas.

[chrishoughton]

hi chris its been like 2 years since my big city greens hyperfixation and i decided to go back on tumblr because twitter sucks

I honestly miss the days where I sat there in my room, binge watching the shows again and again, mentioning it to my friends every 2 minutes and always getting excited when i see terry and alexander (cuz being gay and a teen was hard)

seeing your tumblr against was a blast of nostalgia, i would constantly scroll through this page and waiting for more updates...

big city greens had a huge positive impact on my teenage life and i love the show a lot, you and shane are awesome (and thanks for creating alexander and terry)

Aw man, what a sweet message. I haven't been posting on Tumblr as much these days but I'm glad to hear the old posts still have some value. I'm thrilled to hear you've enjoyed BCG- thank you!

[kvetchlandia]

William Gottlieb     Sarah Vaughan Performing at Café Society, West Village, New York City     1946

Barney Josephson opened Café Society at Sheridan Square in the West Village in 1938.  When he opened the club, a small, basement room, he wanted it to be fully integrated, both on stage and in the audience.  In 1938, that was unheard of in the United States, even in as cosmopolitan and sophisticated a city as New York.  Josephson had gotten the idea while visiting Paris and seeing the integrated jazz clubs that were flourishing there.  He chose the name “Café Society” to mock the snooty Clare Booth Luce, who wrote puff pieces about the habitués of the upscale nightclubs uptown, which she called “cafe society.”  Josephson’s slogan for Café Society was “The Wrong Place to the Right People.”  He booked many of the great jazz and blues acts of his era, as well as comedians, and he ensured that black customers were as welcome as whites.  Among the acts featured at Café Society were Billie Holiday, Lena Horne, Big Joe Turner, Sister Rosetta Tharpe, Josh White, Teddy Wilson, Sonny Terry and Brownie McGhee, Hazel Scott, May Lou Williams, Count Basie, Lester Young, Miles Davis, Charlie Parker, Leadbelly, Big Bill Broonzy and many others.  It was at Café Society that Abel Meeropol showed his poem abut the lynching of Black people, “Strange Fruit,” to Josephson, who had him show it to Billie Holiday.  It became a part of her set for the rest of her life.  Josephson insisted she use the song as the last piece of her set, so people would be left thinking about its powerful lyrics.  The club also was a performance place for comedians, most of whom were leftists and did political humor, like Jack Gilford, Zero Mostel, Imogene Coca and a troupe called “The Revuers” that featured Betty Comden, Adolph Green and a young Judy Tuvim, soon to become known as Judy Holliday.

In 1947, the anti-communist witch hunt was in full swing.  The progressive politics of Café Society, its integrated scene and the artists who worked there all came to the attention of the House Un-American Activities Committee.  Barney Josephson’s brother, Leon, one of the founders of Café Society although not actively involved in running it, was a long time member of the Communist Party as well as being the attorney for his brother and the club, was summonsed to appear before HUAC.  He was an unfriendly witness, who refused to name names or to answer questions.  He was convicted of Contempt of Congress and spent a year in jail.  After his conviction, reactionary columnists like Walter Winchell began attacking Barney Josephson and Café Society as a notorious nest of communists.  Customers rapidly fell away and within a year, Barney Jospehson had to close the club.  

Most of the artists who performed there remembered there remembered Café Society fondly.   John Chilton, author of “Billie’s Blues,” wrote, “Café Society was probably the happiest booking of Billie’s life. It did wonders for her confidence onstage, enabling her to project a more sophisticated act. Barney Josephson encouraged and advised Billie; later he was to do the same thing for Lena Horne.”  Horne said Café Society was “the sweetest job I ever got in my life.”

[littl3st4rry]

✨About Me! ✨

⋆Name: Moni

⋆Pronouns/Gender: She/Her AFAB

⋆Sexuality:Pansexual

⋆Favorite Colors:Blue, Green, and Purple

⋆Hobbies:Reading, Cooking, and sleeping obviii

Status: Would love a non romantic caregiver❤️

🎧 I loveee playing Little Kitty Big City and Fortnite. I listen to Zach Bryan and Chappell roan religiously! I also love laufey and Hozier

📚I’ll be starting Highschool this fall. I am currently reading Last Light by Terri Blackwood and The Bell Jar by Sylvia Plath. My favorite book (series) is A Series Of Unfortunate Events.

⋆Big age is 14

⋆Little age ranges from 2-5 🍼

[ut-side-character-showdown]

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Left Side:

Group A:

Rabbit Kid VS Rabbit Girl

Dad Cat VS Pippins

Susie Master VS The Warrior

Clover VS K. Round

Dummy VS ICE-E

Wall Plug VS Hand Receptionist

Werewerewire VS Top Chef

Fommt VS Malius

Group B:

Red Ice Cap VS Rudy

Circus Wagon VS Bow-Bow

Jevil VS Rudinn Ranger

Onion VS Blue Ears

Trashy VS Father Alvin

Circus Animals VS Little Ball

Bunny Guard VS Bandana Plugboy

Waitress Lion VS Tentacled Monster

Group C:

Addisons VS Scissor Dancer

Tasque Manager VS Monster Kid

Snowy VS Hacker

Clam Guy VS Mr. Elegance

Starwalker VS Eyelash Plugboy

Catty VS Mauswheel

Everyman VS Asgore

Milk Looker VS Ice Wolf

Group D:

Former Kings VS Scarf Lady

Ms. Pipis VS Pair of Eyes

Block Tree VS Head Hathy

Catti VS Blue Block O

Jigsaw Joe VS Mousemillian

TP Master VS Alphys

Ambyu-Lance VS Mom Cat

Toby Fox VS Ponman

Right Side:

Group E:

Icon Man VS Aaron

Nubert VS Virovirokun

Jigsawry VS Rudinn

Plugboy VS Swatchling

Jockington VS Scared Donut Guy

Maus VS Rouxls Kaard

Wig Robot VS Kris Master

Rabbick VS Bloxer

Group F:

Bratty VS Snails

Poppup VS Pizzapants

Green Ice Cap VS Blue Ice Cap

Werewire VS Hat Monster

Swatch VS Seam

Suit Plugboy VS Starwalker Bird

Terry VS Diner Shopkeep

Flower Shop Loox VS Dad Dragon

Group G:

Pipis VS Trash Can Rudinn

Hathy VS Yes Man

Egg Man VS Temmie

Shyren VS Briefcase Dude

Fuku Fire VS Purple Guy

Royal Coat Rack VS Gimmick Saucer

Asriel Dreemur VS Froggit

Big Mouth VS Dess Holiday

Group H:

Napstablook VS Striped Bird

Ralsei Master VS Sweet Cap'n Cakes

City Werewires VS Fedora Plugboy

Ficus Licker VS Diamond Boy

C. Round VS Dragon Guard

Tasque VS The Wet-Nose Bandits

Rainy VS Mr. Society

Worm VS Politics Bear

[patheticbatman]

I accidentally deleted my December 2019 story, so here is the reupload! If you would like to see an illustrated version of the first part of The Amazing Maurice and His Educated Rodents by Terry Pratchett, please

One day, when he was naughty, Mr Bunnsy looked over the hedge into Farmer Fred’s field and it was full of green lettuces. Mr Bunnsy, however, was not full of lettuces. This did not seem fair.

- From Mr Bunnsy Has an Adventure

Rats! They chased the dogs and bit the cats, they- But there was more to it than that. As the amazing Maurice said, it was just a story about people and rats. And the difficult part of it was deciding who the people were, and who were the rats. But Malicia Grim said it was a story about stories.

It began - part of it began - on the mail coach that came over the mountains from the distant cities of the plain. This was the part of the journey that the driver didn’t like. The way wound through forests and around mountains on crumbling roads. There were deep shadows between the trees. Sometimes he thought things were following the coach, keeping just out of sight. It gave him the willies. And on this journey, the really big willie was that he could hear voices. He was sure of it. They were coming from behind him, from the top of the coach, and there was nothing there but the big oilcloth mail-sacks and the young man’s luggage. There was certainly nothing big enough for a person to hide inside. But occasionally he was sure he heard squeaky voices, whispering. There was only one passenger at this point. He was a fair-haired young man, sitting all by himself inside the rocking coach, reading a book. He was reading slowly, and aloud, moving his finger over the words. ‘Ubberwald,’ he read out.

“That’s ‘Uberwald’,” said a small, squeaky but very clear voice. “The dots make it a sort of long ‘ooo’ sound. But you’re doing well.”

“Ooooooberwald?”

“There’s such a thing as too much pronunciation, kid,” said another voice, which sounded half asleep. “But you know the best thing about Uberwald? It’s a long, long way from Sto Lat. It’s a long way from Pseudopolis. It’s a long way from anywhere where the Commander of the Watch says he’ll have us boiled alive if he ever sees us again. And it’s not very modern. Bad roads. Lots of mountains in the way. People don’t move about much up here. So news doesn’t travel very fast, see? And they don’t have policemen. Kid, we can make a fortune here!’

"Maurice?” said the boy, carefully.

“Yes, kid?”

“You don’t think what we’re doing is, you know… dishonest, do you?"

There was a pause before the voice said, "How do you mean, dishonest?”

“Well… we take their money, Maurice.” The coach rocked and bounced over a pot-hole. “All right,” said the unseen Maurice, “but what you’ve got to ask yourself is: who do we take the money from, actually?”

“Well… it’s generally the mayor or the city council or someone like that.”

“Right. And that means it's… what? I’ve told you this bit before.”

“Er…”

“It is gov-ern-ment money, kid,” said Maurice patiently. “Say it? Gov-ern-ment money.”

'Gov-ern-ment money,’ said the boy obediently. 'Right! And what do governments do with money?’

'Er, they…’

'They pay soldiers,’ said Maurice. 'They have wars. In fact, we’ve prob'ly stopped a lot of wars by taking the money and putting it where it can’t do any harm. They’d put up stachoos to us, if they thought about it.’

'Some of those towns looked pretty poor, Maurice,’ said the kid doubtfully.

'Hey, just the kind of places that don’t need wars, then.’

'Dangerous Beans says it's…’ The boy concentrated, and his lips moved before he said the word, as if he was trying out the pronunciation to himself, '… It’s un-eth-ickle.’

'That’s right, Maurice,’ said the squeaky voice. 'Dangerous Beans says we shouldn’t live by trickery.’

'Listen, Peaches, trickery is what humans are all about,’ said the voice of Maurice. 'They’re so keen on tricking one another all the time that they elect governments to do it for them. We give them value for money. They get a horrible plague of rats, they pay a rat piper, the rats all follow the kid out of town, hoppity-skip, end of plague, everyone’s happy that no-one’s widdling in the flour any more, the government gets re-elected by a grateful population, general celebration all round. Money well spent, in my opinion.’

'But there’s only a plague because we make them think there is,’ said the voice of Peaches.

'Well, my dear, another thing all those little governments spend their money on is rat-catchers, see? I don’t know why I bother with the lot of you, I really don’t.’

'Yes, but we-'

They realized that the coach had stopped. Outside, in the rain, there was the jingle of harness. Then the coach rocked a little, and there was the sound of running feet. A voice from out of the darkness said, 'Are there any wizards in there?’

The occupants looked at one another in puzzlement. 'No?’ said the kid, the kind of 'no’ that means 'why are you asking?’

'How about any witches?’ said the voice.

'No, no witches,’ said the kid.

'Right. Are there any heavily-armed trolls employed by the mail-coach company in there?’

'I doubt it,’ said Maurice. There was a moment’s pause, filled with the sound of the rain. 'OK, how about werewolves?’ said the voice eventually.

'What do they look like?’ asked the kid. 'Ah, well, they look perfectly normal right up to the point where they grow all, like, hair and teeth and giant paws and leap through the window at you,’ said the voice. The speaker sounded as though he was working through a list.

'We’ve all got hair and teeth,’ said the kid.

'So you are werewolves, then?’

'No.’

'Fine, fine.’ There was another pause filled with rain. 'OK, vampires,’ said the voice. 'It’s a wet night, you wouldn’t want to be flying in weather like this. Any vampires in there?’

'No!’ said the kid. 'We’re all perfectly harmless!’

'Oh boy,’ muttered Maurice, and crawled under the seat.

'That’s a relief,’ said the voice. 'You can’t be too careful these days. There’s a lot of funny people about.’ A crossbow was pushed through the window, and the voice said, 'Your money and your life. It’s a two-for-one deal, see?’

'The money’s in the case on the roof,’ said Maurice’s voice, from floor level. The highwayman looked around the dark interior of the coach.

'Who said that?’ he asked.

'Er, me,’ said the boy.

'I didn’t see your lips move, kid!’

'The money is on the roof. In the case. But if I was you I wouldn’t-’

'Hah, I just 'spect you wouldn’t,’ said the highwayman. His masked face disappeared from the window. The boy picked up the pipe that was lying on the seat beside him. It was the type still known as a penny whistle, although no-one could remember when they’d ever cost only a penny.

'Play “Robbery with Violence”, kid,’ said Maurice, quietly.

'Couldn’t we just give him money?’ said the voice of Peaches. It was a little voice.

'Money is for people to give us,’ said Maurice, sternly. Above them, they heard the scrape of the case on the roof of the coach as the highwayman dragged it down. The boy obediently picked up the flute and played a few notes. Now there were a number of sounds. There was a creak, a thud, a sort of scuffling noise and then a very short scream. When there was silence, Maurice climbed back onto the seat and poked his head out of the coach, into the dark and rainy night. 'Good man,’ he said. 'Sensible. The more you struggle, the harder they bite. Prob'ly not broken skin yet? Good. Come forward a bit so I can see you. But carefully, eh? We don’t want anyone to panic, do we?'

The highwayman reappeared in the light of the coach lamps. He was walking very slowly and carefully, his legs spread wide apart. And he was quietly whimpering. 'Ah, there you are,’ said Maurice, cheerfully. 'Went straight up your trouser legs, did they? Typical rat trick. Just nod, 'cos we don’t want to set 'em off. No tellin’ where it might end.’

The highwayman nodded very slowly. Then his eyes narrowed. 'You’re a cat?’ he mumbled. Then his eyes crossed and he gasped.

'Did I say talk?’ said Maurice. 'I don’t think I said talk, did I? Did the coachman run away or did you kill him?’ The man’s face went blank. 'Ah, quick learner, I like that in a highwayman,’ said Maurice. 'You can answer that question.’

'Ran away,’ said the highwayman hoarsely. Maurice stuck his head back inside the coach. 'Whadja think?’ he said. 'Coach, four horses, probably some valuables in the mail-bags… could be, oh, a thousand dollars or more. The kid could drive it. Worth a try?’

'That’s stealing, Maurice,’ said Peaches. She was sitting on the seat beside the kid. She was a rat. 'Not stealing as such,’ said Maurice. 'More… findin’. The driver’s run away, so it’s like… salvage. Hey, that’s right, we could turn it in for the reward. That’s much better. Legal, too. Shall we?’

'People would ask too many questions,’ said Peaches.

'If we just leave it, someone yawlp will steal it,’ wailed Maurice. 'Some thief will take it away! Much better if we take it, eh? We’re not thieves.’

'We will leave it, Maurice,’ said Peaches. 'In that case, let’s steal the highwayman’s horse,’ said Maurice, as if the night wouldn’t be properly finished unless they stole something. 'Stealing from a thief isn’t stealing, 'cos it cancels out.’

'We can’t stay here all night,’ said the kid to Peaches. 'He’s got a point.’

'That’s right!’ said the highwayman urgently. 'You can’t stay here all night!’

'That’s right,’ said a chorus of voices from his trousers, 'we can’t stay here all night!’ Maurice sighed, and stuck his head out of the window again. 'O-K,’ he said. 'This is what we’re going to do. You’re going to stand very still looking straight in front of you, and you won’t try any tricks because if you do I’ve only got to say the word-’

'Don’t say the word!’ said the highwayman even more urgently. 'Right,’ said Maurice, 'and we’ll take your horse as a punishment and you can have the coach because that’d be stealing and only thieves are allowed to steal. Fair enough?’

'Anything you say!’ said the highwayman, then he thought about this and added hurriedly, 'But please don’t say anything!’ He kept staring straight ahead. He saw the boy and the cat get out of the coach. He heard various sounds behind him as they took his horse. And he thought about his sword. All right, he was going to get a whole mail coach out of this deal, but there was such a thing as professional pride.

'All right,’ said the voice of the cat after a while. 'We’re all going to leave now, and you’ve got to promise not to move until we’re gone. Promise?’

'You have my word as a thief,’ said the highwayman, slowly lowering a hand to his sword. 'Right. We certainly trust you,’ said the voice of the cat. The man felt his trousers lighten as the rats poured out and scampered away, and he heard the jingle of harness. He waited a moment, then spun around, drew his sword and ran forward. Slightly forward, in any case. He wouldn’t have hit the ground so hard if someone hadn’t tied his bootlaces together.

They said he was amazing. The Amazing Maurice, they said. He’d never meant to be amazing. It had just happened. He’d realized something was odd that day, just after lunch, when he’d looked into a reflection in a puddle and thought that’s me. He’d never been aware of himself before. Of course, it was hard to remember how he’d thought before he became amazing. It seemed to him that his mind had been just a kind of soup.

And then there had been the rats, who lived under the rubbish heap in one corner of his territory. He’d realized there was something educated about the rats when he jumped on one and it’d said, 'Can we talk about this?’, and part of his amazing new brain had told him you couldn’t eat someone who could talk. At least, not until you’d heard what they’d got to say. The rat had been Peaches. She wasn’t like other rats. Nor were Dangerous Beans, Donut Enter, Darktan, Hamnpork, Big Savings, Toxie and all the rest of them.

But, then, Maurice wasn’t like other cats any more. Other cats were, suddenly, stupid. Maurice started to hang around with the rats, instead. They were someone to talk to. He got on fine so long as he remembered not to eat anyone they knew. The rats spent a lot of time worrying about why they were suddenly so clever. Maurice considered that this was a waste of time. Stuff happened. But the rats went on and on about whether it was something on the rubbish heap that they’d eaten, and even Maurice could see that wouldn’t explain how he’d got changed, because he’d never eaten rubbish. And he certainly wouldn’t eat any rubbish off that heap, seeing as where it came from…

He considered that the rats were, quite frankly, dumb. Clever, OK, but dumb. Maurice had lived on the streets forfour years and barely had any ears left and scars all over his nose, and he was smart. He swaggered so much when he walked that if he didn’t slow down he flipped himself over. When he fluffed out his tail people had to step around it. He reckoned you had to be smart to live for four years on these streets, especially with all the dog gangs and freelance furriers. One wrong move and you were lunch and a pair of gloves. Yes, you had to be smart.

You also had to be rich. This took some explaining to the rats, but Maurice had roamed the city and learned how things worked and money, he said, was the key to everything. And then one day he’d seen the stupid-looking kid playing the flute with his cap in front of him for pennies, he’d had an idea. An amazing idea. It just turned up, bang, all at once. Rats, flute, stupid-looking kid… And he’d said, 'Hey, stupid-looking kid! How would you like to make your fortu-nah, kid, I’m down here…'

Dawn was breaking when the highwayman’s horse came out of the forests, over a pass, and was reined to a halt in a convenient wood. The river valley stretched out below, with a town hunched up against the cliffs.

Maurice clambered out of the saddle-bag, and stretched. The stupid-looking kid helped the rats out of the other bag. They’d spent the journey hunched up on the money, although they were too polite to say that this was because no-one wanted to sleep in the same bag as a cat.

'What’s the name of the town, kid?’ Maurice said, sitting on a rock and looking down at the town. Behind them, the rats were counting the money again, stacking it in piles beside its leather bag. They did this every day. Even though he had no pockets, there was something about Maurice that made everyone want to check their change as often as possible.

’s called Bad Blintz,’ said the kid, referring to the guide-book. 'Ahem… should we be going there, if it’s bad?’ said Peaches, looking up from the counting. 'Hah, it’s not called Bad because it’s bad,’ said Maurice. 'That’s foreign language for bath, see?’

'So it’s really called Bath Blintz?’ said Donut Enter.

'Nah, nah, they call it Bath because…’ The Amazing Maurice hesitated, but only for a moment, 'because they got a bath, see? Very backward place, this. Not many baths around. But they’ve got one, and they’re very proud of it, so they want everyone to know. You prob'ly have to buy tickets even to have a look at it.’

'Is that true, Maurice?’ said Dangerous Beans. He asked the question quite politely, but it was clear that what he was really saying was 'I don’t think that is true, Maurice.'

Ah, yes… Dangerous Beans. Dangerous Beans was difficult to deal with. Really, he shouldn’t be. Back in the old days, Maurice thought, he wouldn’t even have eaten a rat so small and pale and generally ill-looking. He stared down at the little albino rat, with his snow-white fur and pinky eyes. Dangerous Beans did not stare back, because he was too short-sighted. Of course, being nearly blind was not too much of a drawback to a species that spent most of its time in the darkness and had a sense of smell that was, as far as Maurice could understand it, almost as good as sight and sound and speech all put together. For example, the rat always turned to face Maurice and looked directly at him when he spoke. It was uncanny. Maurice had known a blind cat that walked into doors a lot, but Dangerous Beans never did that. Dangerous Beans wasn’t the head rat. That was Hamnpork’s job. Hamnpork was big and fierce and a bit scabby, and he didn’t much like having a new-fangled brain and he certainly didn’t like talking to a cat. He’d been quite old when the rats had Changed, as they called it, and he said he was too old to change. He left talking-to-Maurice to Dangerous Beans, who’d been born just after the Change. And that little rat was clever. Incredibly clever. Too clever. Maurice needed all his tricks when he was dealing with Dangerous Beans. 'It’s amazing, the stuff I know,’ said Maurice, blinking slowly at him. 'Anyway, it’s a nice-looking town. Looks rich to me. Now, what we’ll do is-’

'Ahem…’ Maurice hated that sound. If there was a sound worse than Dangerous Beans asking one of his odd little questions, it was Peaches clearing her throat. It meant she was going to say something, very quietly, which was going to upset him.

'Yes?’ he said sharply.

'Do we really need to keep on doing this?’ she said.

'Well, of course, no,’ said Maurice. 'I don’t have to be here at all. I’m a cat, right? A cat with my talents? Hah! I could’ve got myself a really cushy job with a conjurer. Or a ventrilosqwist, maybe. There’s no end to the things I could be doing, right, 'cos people like cats. But, owing to being incredibly, you know, stupid and kind-hearted, I decided to help a bunch of rodents who are, and let’s be frank here, not exactly number one favourites with humans. Now some of you,’ and here he cast a yellow eye towards Dangerous Beans, 'have some idea of going to some island somewhere and starting up a kind of rat civilization of your very own, which I think is very, you know, admirable, but for that you need… what did I tell you that you need?’'Money, Maurice,’ said Dangerous Beans, 'but-’'Money. That’s right, 'cos what can you get with money?’ He looked around at the rats. 'Begins with a B,’ he prompted.

'Boats, Maurice, but-’

'And then there’s all the tools you’ll need, and food, of course-’

'There’s coconuts,’ said the stupid-looking kid, who was polishing his flute.

'Oh, did someone speak?’ said Maurice. 'What do you know about it, kid?’

'You get coconuts,’ said the kid. 'On desert islands. A man selling them told me.’

'How?’ said Maurice. He wasn’t too sure about coconuts.

'I don’t know. You just get them.’

'Oh, I suppose they just grow on trees, do they?’ said Maurice sarcastically. 'Sheesh, I just don’t know what you lot would do without… anyone?’ He glared at the group. 'Begins with an M.’

'You, Maurice,’ said Dangerous Beans. 'But, you see, what we think is, really-’

'Yes?’ said Maurice,

'Ahem,’ said Peaches. Maurice groaned. 'What Dangerous Beans means,’ said the female rat, 'is that all this stealing grains and cheese and gnawing holes in walls is, well…’ She looked up into Maurice’s yellow eyes. 'Is not morally right.’

'But it’s what rats do!’ said Maurice. 'But we feel we shouldn’t,’ said Dangerous Beans. 'We should be making our own way in the world!’

'Oh dear oh dear oh dear,’ said Maurice, shaking his head. 'Ho for the island, eh? The Kingdom of the Rats! Not that I’m laughing at your dream,’ he added hastily. 'Everyone needs their little dreams.’ Maurice truly that, too. If you knew what it was that people really, really wanted, you very nearly controlled them. Sometimes he wondered what the stupid-looking kid wanted. Nothing, as far as Maurice could tell, but to be allowed to play his flute and be left alone. But… well, it was like that thing with the coconuts. Every so often the kid would come out with something that suggested he’d been listening all along. People like that are hard to steer. But cats are good at steering people. A miaow here, a purr there, a little gentle pressure with a claw… and Maurice had never had to think about it before. Cats didn’t have to think. They just had to know what they wanted. Humans had to do the thinking. That’s what they were for. Maurice thought about the good old days before his brain had started whizzing like a firework. He’d turn up at the door of the University kitchens and look sweet, and then the cooks would try to work out what he wanted. It was amazing! They’d say things like 'Does oo want a bowl of milk, den? Does oo want a biscuit? Does oo want dese nice scraps, den?’ And all Maurice would have to do was wait patiently until they got to a sound he recognized, like 'turkey legs’ or 'minced lamb’.

But he was sure he’d never eaten anything magical. There was no such thing as enchanted chicken giblets, was there? It was the rats who’d eaten the magical stuff. The dump they called 'home’ and also called 'lunch’ was round the back of the University, and it was a university for wizards, after all. The old Maurice hadn’t paid much attention to people who weren’t holding bowls, but he was aware that the big men in pointy hats made strange things happen. And now he knew what happened to the stuff they used, too. It got tossed over the wall when they’d finished with it. All the old worn-out spell-books and the stubs of the dribbly candles and the remains of the green bubbly stuff in the cauldrons all ended up on the big dump, along with the tin cans and old boxes and the kitchen waste. Oh, the wizards had put up signs saying 'Dangerous’ and 'Toxic’, but the rats hadn’t been able to read in those days and they liked dribbly candle ends. Maurice had never eaten anything off the dump. A good motto in life, he’d reckoned, was: don’t eat anything that glows. But he’d become intelligent, too, at about the same time as the rats. It was a mystery.

Since then he’d done what cats always did. He steered people. Now some of the rats counted as people too, of course. But people were people, even if they had four legs and had called themselves names like Dangerous Beans, which is the kind of name you give yourself if you learn to read before you understand what all the words actually mean, and read the notices and the labels off the old rusty cans and give yourself names you like the sound of.

The trouble with thinking was that, once you started, you went on doing it. And as far as Maurice was concerned, the rats were thinking a good deal too much. Dangerous Beans was bad enough, but he was so busy thinking stupid thoughts about how rats could actually build their own country somewhere that Maurice could deal with him. It was Peaches who was the worst. Maurice’s usual trick of just talking fast until people got confused didn’t work on her at all.

'Ahem,’ she began again, 'we think that this should be the last time.’ Maurice stared. The other rats backed away slightly, but Peaches just stared back.

'I… Dangerous Beans, sir, believes that we should be thinking of settling down, sir,’ said Peaches. Maurice scowled. Hamnpork wouldn’t listen to Peaches, and she knew it, but Dangerous Beans was the nearest thing the rats had to a wizard and even big rats listened to him.

'This must be the very last time we do the silly “plague of rats” trick,’ said Peaches. 'And that’s final.’

'And what does Hamnpork think about this?’ said Maurice. He turned to the head rat, who had been watching them. It was always a good idea appealing to Hamnpork when Peaches was giving trouble, because he didn’t like her very much.

'What d'you mean, think?’ said Hamnpork.

'I… sir, I think we should stop doing this trick,’ said Peaches, dipping her head nervously.

'Oh, you think too, do you?’ said Hamnpork. 'Everyone’s thinking these days. I think there’s a good deal too much of this thinking, that’s what I think. We never thought about thinking when I was a lad. We’d never get anything done if we thought first.’ He gave Maurice a glare, too. Hamnpork didn’t like Maurice. He didn’t like most things that had happened since the Change. In fact Maurice wondered how long Hamnpork was going to last as leader. He didn’t like thinking. He belonged to the days when a rat leader just had to be big and stroppy. The world was moving far too fast for him now, which made him angry. He wasn’t so much leading now as being pushed.

'I thought we were going to get on a boat and find an island somewhere,’ said Hamnpork. 'Very ratty places, boats,’ he added, approvingly. Then he went on, with a slightly nervous and slightly annoyed look at Dangerous Beans, 'And people tell me that we need this money stuff because now we can do all this thinking we’ve got to be eff… efit…’

'Ethical, sir,’ said Dangerous Beans.

'Which sounds unratty to me. Not that my opinion counts for anything, it seems,’ said Hamnpork.

'We’ve got enough money, sir,’ said Peaches. 'We’ve already got a lot of money. We have got a lot of money, haven’t we, Maurice.’ It wasn’t a question; it was a kind of accusation.

'Well, when you say a lot-’ Maurice began.

'And in fact we’ve got more money than we thought,’ said Peaches, still in the same tone of voice. It was very polite, but it just kept going and it asked all the wrong questions. A wrong question for Maurice was one that he didn’t want anyone to ask. Peaches gave her little cough again. 'The reason I say we’ve got more money, Maurice, is that you said what were called “gold coins” were shiny like the moon and “silver coins” were shiny like the sun, and you’d keep all the silver coins. In fact, Maurice, that’s the wrong way around. It’s the silver coins that are shiny like the moon.'

Maurice thought a rude word in cat language, which has a great many of them. What was the point of education, he thought, if people went out afterwards and used it?

'So we think, sir,’ said Dangerous Beans to Hamnpork, 'that after this one last time we should share out the money and go our separate ways. Besides, it’s getting dangerous to keep repeating the same trick. We should stop before it’s too late. There’s a river here. We should be able to get to the sea.’

'An island with no humans or krllrrt cats would be a good place,’ said Hamnpork. Maurice didn’t let his smile fade, even though he knew what krllrrt meant.

'And we wouldn’t want to keep Maurice from his wonderful new job with the conjurer,’ said Peaches.

Maurice’s eyes narrowed. For a moment he came close to breaking his iron rule of not eating anyone that could talk. 'What about you, kid?’ he said, looking up at the stupid-looking kid.

'I don’t mind,’ said the kid.

'Don’t mind what?’ said Maurice.

'Don’t mind anything, really,’ said the kid. 'Just so long as no-one stops me playing.’

'But you’ve got to think of the future!’ said Maurice.

'I am,’ said the kid. 'I want to go on playing my music in the future. It doesn’t cost anything to play. But maybe the rats are right. We’ve had a couple of narrow squeaks, Maurice.'

Maurice gave the kid a sharp look to see if he was making a joke, but the kid had never done that kind of thing before. He gave up. Well, not exactly gave up. Maurice hadn’t got where he was by giving up on problems. He just put them to one side. After all, something always turned up.

'OK, fine,’ he said. 'We’ll do it one more time and split the money three ways. Fine. Not a problem. But if this is going to be the last time, let’s make it one to remember, eh?’ He grinned. The rats, being rats, were not keen on seeing a grinning cat, but they understood that a difficult decision had been made. They breathed tiny sighs of relief. 'Are you happy with that, kid?’ said Maurice.

'I can go on playing my flute afterwards?’ said the kid.

'Absolutely.’

'OK,’ said the kid. The money, shiny like the sun and shiny like the moon, was solemnly put back in its bag. The rats dragged the bag under the bushes and buried it. No-one could bury money like rats, and it didn’t pay to take too much into towns. Then there was the horse. It was a valuable horse, and Maurice was very, very sorry to turn it loose. But, as Peaches pointed out, it was a highwayman’s horse, with a very ornate saddle and bridle. Trying to sell it here could be dangerous. People would talk. It might attract the attention of the government. This was no time to have the Watch on their tails. Maurice walked to the edge of the rock and looked down at the town, which was waking up under the sunrise.

'Let’s make this the big one, then, eh?’ he said, as rats came back. 'I want to see maximum squeaking and making faces at people and widdling on stuff, OK?’

'We think that widdling on stuff is not really-’ Dangerous Beans began, but 'Ahem,’ said Peaches, and so Dangerous Beans went on: 'Oh, I suppose, if it’s the last time…’

'I’ve widdled on everything since I was out of the nest,’ said Hamnpork. 'Now they tell me it’s not right. If that’s what thinking means, I’m glad I don’t do any.’

'Let’s leave 'em amazed,’ said Maurice. 'Rats? They think they’ve seen rats in that town? After they’ve seen us, they’ll be making up stories!’

The Amazing Maurice and his Educated Rodents Explanation

This was my favorite Terry Pratchett book for the longest time, because it was the first one I read. It gets so crazy and introspective and goofy, you get pulled in. I chose to do the first chapter because it will set the scene a bit.

When I first read this, I was on a plane to Maui, Hawai’i, with only three books. There was no in-flight movies because it was an inside-the-country flight and it was 2010. I read this book five times between then and the flight back, but I did not get tired of it. So I hope you’ll enjoy it as much as I did if you do decide to check out the book once you’re a bit older. But please, also remember to check out Nation!

Mr. Bunnsy is a pretend book that influences the characters a lot in the book. It’s like a over-simplified Beatrix Potter book.

Logo: I copied it off of the original book cover. I had a different edition, but it didn’t look as interesting or colorful.

First picture, the Kid (his name is Keith) and Maurice are practicing reading. I tried to make Keith look like a kid from Oliver Twist, but then I forgot halfway through and now he has sneakers.

For the second picture, I spent WAY too much time trying to figure out the luggage. And I think it shows.

Third picture, I meant to make the highwayman look older, but I forgot because I was too busy trying to figure out where I could put rats to indicate that there were rats in his pants that wouldn’t look weird.

The rat in the hat is named Sardines and he is a mastermind. He can do anything, including tying shoelaces together in seconds with two little paws. For some reason I always imagine him with a Dick Van Dyke voice from Mary Poppins (he played Bert. I’m not sure you remember me telling you that story). It’s probably the hat. I nearly forgot the goblin for this one, so that’s why she looks a bit different.

Maurice looks really small in the sixth picture because drawing to scale is not my strongest point. But I think Keith turned out okay lol.

Maurice and Dangerous Beans have an interesting relationship later in the book, so I tried to convey Maurice’s weird belief in the little rat.

I really enjoyed drawing the slight reference to where the rats’ powers came from. It’s kind of ominous. The rats lived behind a wizard university, and in the books older wizards are just kind of dumb scholars who do experiments the way kids do - no scientific method, just slapping magic things together and seeing if they go kaboom!

The little map thing was my way of portraying a bit of a tense scene. I was going to draw everyone being uncomfortable, but I realized this was cuter and drew it instead.

Maurice loves bossing people around so I had to draw him doing that for the last picture. Probably shouldn’t have added in that shovel when it says that the rats buried the hole, but oh well - this is a comedy.

Anyways, I hope I managed to honor Pratchett’s vision with this. RIP, my guy. He is one of my biggest inspirations.

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2, 3, 9, 10, 19, 20 for the fic writer asks please?

Thank you!

2. Do you read/reread your own fics?

Oh, all the time. Often as a comfort thing, because I usually really like the tropes I use in fics.

3. What’s your favorite fic that you’ve written?

Probably "Glad All Over (Cake By The Ocean)" (my slice of life comfort fic with big city Dentist Nyssa meeting surfer lady Tegan in a small Cornish town).

9. Do you write every day? If you wrote today, share a sentence of what you’ve written!

Normally, I try to write at least 400 words a day (like Terry Pratchett did) but I haven't been able to do much lately as I'm currently moving in my first house. However; I did write this evening! Here's a quick snippet (it's literally my first draft of this fic so it might not end up in the final fic)

‘I’m sorry, it is rather funny,’ Jo said, giggling. ‘I’m certain Benton won’t say a word to anyone. Although -given where your hands were going when we were dancing last night-’ ‘You little minx!’ Jo let out a happy squeal as Liz turned over and wrapped her arms around the younger woman, pressing kisses to her neck.

10. Is there a fic that got a different response than you were expecting?

Soooo many. When I was still writing for The Old Fandom, I had someone comment on a smut collection to slut-shame a female character and to say that they were apparently grossed out by another character appearing.

19. Give us a small teaser from one of your WIPs.

Oh, you guys are making me give out little teasers for fics! Love it! Here's a snippet from the chapter-in-progress for my Highwayman!AU; hope you like it!

With a sudden shock, Tegan realised that she was now straddling the phantom’s waist. The highwayman’s cloak had ballooned out behind them, and was now acting the part of a large blanket, protecting both of them from the we and muddy grass. The buttons of their shirt beginning to gap, and their legs squirmed slightly underneath Tegan. A strand of curly brown hair escaped from under their hat, trailing down over the mask that covered their eyes. As Tegan’s brown eyes met the grey-green orbs below her, she was suddenly aware that, up close, the phantom didn’t look like a man at all. In fact, with the way their chest was heaving in and out, and their face flushed a delicate pink colour, they almost looked like a- Tegan’s face flushed. ‘S-sorry!’ Tegan exclaimed, feeling her heart pounding against her chest. She was suddenly aware of her own thighs pressing into the legs of the phantom, and she made to stand up.

You guys are in for a treat with this next chapter; my apologies for the delay, it is almost nearing completion.

20. What’s a favorite title for a fic you’ve written?

"Murder On The Dancefloor" is one of my favourites, but I also like "Rivers In The Light" and "Will You Still Love Me Tomorrow"; all of which are from songs I love (by Sophie Ellis-Bexter, Tide Lines and The Shirelles, respectively).

Thanks for the asks, mate!

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I am officially back with some big surprise for you guys

I have came up with the perfect comic cover ideas for the upcoming Mighty Solars fanfic stories coming soon, except one is done which is Taken Away from Me, something you guys might find being enjoyable to do someday:

So here are the Solar Opposites: Mighty Solars comic ideas:

Issue #1- “A Mighty Solar”: On the top, it shows five shaded silhouettes of the five Mighty Solars Qausarblast, Mighton, Vil-Gil-An-T, Fung-irl and the Mighty Pupa while the bottom shows Korvo courageously getting out his lethal force sword while being a foggy setting with clouds surrounding him.

Issue #2- “Quasarblast Rises”: Korvo transforming into Qausarblast for the first time with a serious look on his face while the background shows lecture light aquamarine lightening sparks.

Issue #3- “Nice to Do Things as a Family”: Korvo as Qausarblast coming home tiredly with groceries in his hands while Terry was looking at him confused, Yumyulack and Jesse were playing laser tag, Pupa was playing with his baby toys and Phoebe was vacuuming the floor while she is humming lovely tune.

Issue #4- “Fighting for Family”: Terry, Yumyulack, Jesse and Pupa cheering for Qausarblast fighting a bad guy on the news on TV with Phoebe also watching the news, smiling.

Issue #5- “Alien’s Night Out”: Located at a block party with Korvo blushing while looking at Terry enjoying the party with a pair of red eyes looking at them far away.

Issue #6- “Nightmare Part. 1”: Qausarblast looking around curiously in a dark foggy giant spider webbed area.

Issue #7- “Nightmare Part. 2”: Terry gooblering and whimpering in his sleep since he is having a nightmare as the bedroom becomes foggy and it shows the shadow of Platinum Belt looming and watching over him evilly above the wall.

Issue #8- “Love, Loss and Double Cross Part. 1”: Terry puts his hands on his head and screams in pain, while a giant version of Sarah possessed by Platinum Belt is shown above trying to control his mind.

Issue #9- “Love, Loss and Double across Part. 2”: Qausarblast crying over Terry as he holds his mind-raped husband as Terry’s eyes are still open and glowing white while Platinum Sarah prepares to attack from behind to attack him. Inspired by this: https://static.wikia.nocookie.net/powerrangers/images/d/d9/MMPR_Issue_26_Final_Cover.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20180412102509

Issue #10- “Mighton’s Requiem”: Terry painfully transforms into Mighton for the first time as he screams in fury, but it’s not monstrous. Just normal superhero transformation. Inspired by this: https://static.wikia.nocookie.net/sonic/images/2/21/StH_265_Cover.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20190727210042

Issue #11- “My Hero”: Qausarblast and Mighton staring lovingly and smiling at each other in this My Chemical Romance-style cover, inspired by this:  https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Three_Cheers_for_Sweet_Revenge#/media/File:Three_Cheers_for_Sweet_Revenge.png

Issue #12- “Trouble in the City”: Qausarblast and Mighton looking around the city for any trouble in sight, while green slime is oozing from their mouths and their bellies swelling up.

 Issue #13- “Knothole Fury”: The Solar Opposites and Phoebe, while wearing their pajamas, looking worriedly at a giant fortress with a giant fence over it.

Issue #14- “Fight Night”: Yumyulack, with a black eye, walking through the lockers as his normal grumpy self with torn up posters of a resistance that is falling apart is shown.

Issue #15- “Pride Goes Before the- AAAAAHHHHHH”: Yumyulack screaming as his eyes started to shoot laser beams out of it for the first time as Jesse and the school kids watch in fear.

Issue #16- “Losing Yumyulack”: Yumyulack, wearing a backpack full of his favorite things for a bounty hunter himself, is tearfully looking back at his family’s house while Qausarblast and Mighton watch from up on the house roof, worriedly.

Issue #17- “End of the Dance Line”: Yumyulack as Vil-Gil-An-T watching Mark, from outside far of the window, lovingly.

Issue #18- “Hunt Off”: Qausarblast, Mighton and Vil-Gil-An-T hiding from behind the cough as the female bounty hunter villain starts looking for him.

Issue #19- “Darkness Falls”: The nine possessed monsters as shadows watching over Earth-4 as the bottom shows Jesse walking with Monica while laughing with her like besties do.

Issue #20- “Cheer Up Jesse”: Jesse crying on her bed with her family and Phoebe comforting her as the background shows fungus flowers growing on Jesse’s bed stool.

Issue #21- “Just Have a Little Fung-Irl”: Jesse transforms into Fung-irl for the first time as she soars happily while growing a fungus from her hand.

Issue #22- “Who’s That Girl”: Jesse hiding from behind the school door which shows a teenage villainess mind controlling Monica and the rest of their classmates as her pink eye glowing zombies.

Issue #23- “Little Pupa Lost”: The Solar Opposites desperately looking for Pupa. The expressions on the family shows Korvo hugging Terry in worriedness while Terry is crying, Yumyulack is desperately putting up “Missing Pupa” posters and Jesse keeps calling out for the Pupa tearfully.

Issue #24- “The Mighty Pupa”: The Mighty Solars hugging the Mighty Pupa in joy.

Issue #25- “The Misadventures of Pupa”- The Mighty Pupa standing up to a candy-themed villain holding Sherbert hostage.

Issue #26- “That’s A Kid Thing”: Qausarblast and Mighton tied up and gagged at the upper shaded part while the bottom shows Vil-Gil-An-T, Fung-irl and Mighty Pupa ready for action.

Issue #27- “Rock Fraud”: A rock n roll villain taking Mighton’s voice away with a voice sucker.

Issue #28- “A Horrifying and Fucked Up Betrayal”: Phoebe enraged by Brea’s betrayal after she knock out Korvo and Terry on the floor.

Issue #29- “Starburst Rises' ': Phoebe turning into Staburst for the first time while doing a Wonder Woman stand.

Issue #30- “Fantasies Are Just Fiction”: A young woman and robot looking at a crystal ball that shows an image of Qausarblast sleeping in a meadow full of flowers and grass.

Issue #31- “Aliens vs. Robots”: Yumyulack and Jesse exchanging nervous awkward looks at each other after the robot beats up some schoolmates of theirs while Principal Cooke and Miss Frankie hid behind them.

Issue #32- “Taken Away from Me”: Already Done

Issue #33- “Lifeline”: Monica transforming into Lightspeed as she uses her super speed while the citizens watches her in confusion

Issue #34- “Creature of the Dark Water”: Nova getting taken by a monstrous scaly black blue hand into the dark indigo river at a dark swamp as she screams in terror while Korvo. Terry and Phoebe with Cherie, who is holding Pezlie in her arms, and Montez watches in horror from behind the trees.

I hope you guys love these comic cover ideas, you guys can choose each one that you want, except for Issue #32 which has already been done by someone. But, please take your time because I know how much some of you guys have college and other stuff to work on, and I want to be mindful. Like I say, it’s free to make these covers! But I want to be mindful and wait for that to happen, because I want to you guys to continue your works too. So, please let me know when you have gotten started on a comic cover, and if you enjoyed it. I am so glad to be back with you guys! I love you all so much! 💕 so let me know when you have gotten started on a comic cover idea that you like from there. Love ya! Solar Opposite for life! 🩵🧡💜🩷💚

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old drawings i decided to post bc why nott!!

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How about some Cam/Shane headcanons?

Also for @estel-eruantien @mo-ok @skyland2703

Cam/Shane

🌪☀️Power Wise☀️🌪

-Headcanon wise I picture Cam having the element of Heat in broad sense. Basically he's a resourceful individual who tries to get the job done and being descended from some pretty strong individual I could see this as his powers. With heat it could be associated with warmth, life, solar aspects etc within the universe or even spiritually.

-On some occasions when alone with Shane he'd create miniature sun's around them just for the scenery, sometimes it would get out of hand with Shane tried to use them as dodgeballs against Dustin and Blake.

-Shane's learned to levitate and despite this he actually has a bit of a fear of heights. Bringing Cam around can aid with overcoming this.

-fusing their powers together they can make a rainbow effect with light that can burn literally anything or even affects the weather.

-Due to the their abilities mixing they had to stay away from some of the water oriented areas in the academy as evaporation kept angering said students, including Tori who nearly tried to drown Shane on one occasion.

✏️Headcanon wise✏️

-Cam has come to terms with himself being gay, the academy is very accepting but when feelings developed for Shane he saw how his skater friends were and felt a bit self conscious.

-Shane pretty much sees himself as pansexual, free as the wind and really aligns with anything. He won't mind telling someone off if they decide to be an asshole.

-Cam has...a small thing with wearing Shane's clothes. He likes how big they are on him but also Cyber Cam has influenced him a bit with experimenting in fashion, Blake like the eccentric dude he is got Cam a black sleevless turtleneck which Cam wears under his uniform for flexibility. That with the fingerless arm sleeves is a huge turn on for Shane, especially in civilian fights when Cam decides to get serious in the gear to fight off enemies.

-Cam's never done any extreme hobbies so Cyber Cam helped him get into skateboarding to impress Shane. He fell on his knees making a scene by accident and scraped his leg, Shane decided to help him out and the practice sessions tuned into dates.

-Family wise from his mother's side Cam was brought in a few times after getting the Samurai Amulet and constantly had to tend to duties or keep up a political image to please them. This really made him feel inferior in some ways as Cam thought he wasn't living up to his mother's legacy, one of the uncles on that side of family said something regarding his mother's worth and how Cam was probably the biggest failure to them, this caused Shane and Kanoi on a visit to get into a screaming match with the dude and the red ranger punched Cam's uncle. He was banned from the estate but Cam appreciated the sentiment.

-Not being able to do ninja activities really messed with Cam's self esteem. This has been a lasting effect in his life as he feels useless at times, Shane being the leader and his boyfriend comforts the green ranger when he cries alone at Ninja Ops.

-Despite some of Miko's family, like his mother not everyone thinks the same as Cam has two cousins on his father's side, Terry and Mia Watanabe who he reached out to. The siblings are pretty amazing, Both Mia and Shane have slight competitions on their air related abilities. Terry with the help of his guitar aided Cam in a birthday celebration where he played the Lightning Riff Blaster shamisen for Shane.

-Shane enjoys taking Cam out to the city whenever he can so they can try new food, despite Cam's willingness to whip up something at the base he has to admit some of the desserts Blue Bay Harbor has to offer taste delicious.

-being the sort of second mentor Cam has a few moments of burn out and in their private time he asks Shane to take control. Red is always willing to help out in anyway possible and finds it's cute how Cam can surrender to him.

-Shane finds it funny how Cam is a bit shorter than him, literally he's like an angry cat. Sometimes Cam purrs in his sleep and curls up next to the red ranger, plenty of him to go around.

-Cam is a bit sensitive to loud noises, this might be a side effect to his creation element and perceiving all type applications of the aspect from explosions subatomically etc. Shane took a course on vibration techniques to make their rooms less sound reflective in a sense just to help Cam with such issues...it was a year long course but literally Cam cried when the red ranger revealed this to him, probably the sweetest thing someone's ever done for him.

-Marah and Kapri constantly threaten to hurt Shane if he ever betrays him, of course he'd never do such a thing but Cam literally is always seen as a little brother in their eyes.

-during Watanabe family dinners where Cam brings Shane to the estate the red ranger has to endure the craziness of Marah, Kapri and Kanoi as something always starts up to the point of food getting all over the place. In a scenario where Lothor turned good it just gets even more hectic and Cam just takes Shane upstairs to avoid the nonsense.

-Shane's odd responsibility comes from being raised mainly with his own brother. Their parents aren't really in the picture so both had to step up together, he's pretty selfless but Cam has to remind him not to get ahead of himself.

-During a huge battle Shane got a scar on his chest and awakening a great amount of his powers Cam brought him back from near death. The scar has since been healed and even cemented there relationship a bit more.

✨🪷Fluff and etc🪷✨

-Cam enjoys being carried on Shane's back when he's tired.

-Miko visited Shane in a dream and actually got to know the person that her son's been infatuated with. She sometimes wonders if forbidding him from doing ninja arts was a mistake but in the end It warms her heart that Cam at least is following his heart.

-Miko's family has two legendary rings made from the crystals of a comet, she left a little riddle for Shane and he went out to find them. They were originally used for weddings but were lost to time until she told him, they can change to the respective colors of the wearer's loved one and Shane plans one day to share them with Cam.

-Cam has a thing for praise and compliments, Shane picked up on this during one night of intimacy and it's been a big staple within some of their activities..

-Shane kinda has a thing restricting his own arms, sometimes Cam will be on top to take slight control. They enjoy the switch up every now and then, whereas Cam doesn't like to admit it but being overpowered by the red ranger and giving in really gets him going.

-Biting has also cemented a placement within their interests but things got carried away once Hunter noticed markings on the two during training.(he may have fibbed to Dustin)

-sometimes before sleeping the two will end up talking for an hour, one night Shane brought a bucket of ice cream to eat during their chats and now in the corner of the room there's a little fridge containing frozen desserts for their conversations.

[audiofictionuk]

New Fiction Podcasts - 8th February

Vennix the Mighty Audio Drama Vennix the Mighty is a hilarious and heartwarming podcast about an obnoxious demi-god and his ditzy priestess. It's a must-listen for fans of Hello from the Magic Tavern, Terry Pratchett, and the odd fart joke. https://audiofiction.co.uk/show.php?id=20231124-05 RSS: https://feeds.buzzsprout.com/2274972.rss

v12 : de la FIN le DEBUT Audio Drama 12 personnes enfermées dans 1 Dôme pendant 12 mois pour répondre chaque mois aux questions d'un gouvernement d'urgence afin de sauver l'humanité face à 12 évolutions d'un Virus (V12). Mais... Est ce vrai? Une histoire interactive qui varie selon vos choix. En parallèle, suivez les lives et discussions sur les vécus! https://audiofiction.co.uk/show.php?id=20240131-03 RSS: https://anchor.fm/s/f0bb55a8/podcast/rss

Artemis Ghost Audio Drama An amateur, dysfunctional team steals the score of a lifetime; a teleportation device. Except what they believed to be mechanical turned out to be biological instead. What are they to do with this unexpected addition to their crew? https://audiofiction.co.uk/show.php?id=20240201-01 RSS: https://feeds.castos.com/r34j9

Retrograde Audio Drama Three years ago the world ended in The Pop, an event where creatures from another world arrived seemingly overnight. Following the end of the end of the world Morgan and Kit, two losers are surviving through the apocalypse through wit and sheer luck. That is until they meet an unlikely third companion with unknown intentions. https://audiofiction.co.uk/show.php?id=20240202-01 RSS: https://feeds.buzzsprout.com/2177054.rss

Flame & Fiction Audio Drama Whether you’re seeking a moment of escape, a touch of nostalgia, or simply a comforting companion for your day, Flame & Fiction aims to be that refuge where stories come to life and where the timeless tradition of sharing narratives around a fire finds its place in the digital age. https://audiofiction.co.uk/show.php?id=20240201-02 RSS: https://feeds.buzzsprout.com/2295142.rss

The Parallel-O-Verse Audio Drama A self-taught inventor uses her quantum radio to listen in to alternate worlds. Tune in each month for strange and fantastic tales from parallel universes. https://audiofiction.co.uk/show.php?id=20240202-02 RSS: https://anchor.fm/s/f1965a04/podcast/rss

Undefined depths Audio RPG A group of good friends join together to play Delta Green and laugh in the face of cosmic horror. Or scream into the void. It's anyone's guess which will happen. https://audiofiction.co.uk/show.php?id=20240201-03 RSS: https://feeds.captivate.fm/undefineddepths/

Nuggets: The Audio Drama Audio Drama Nuggets is a series of small audio dramas designed to pack a big punch, as the show tagline says, "big truths in small doses." https://audiofiction.co.uk/show.php?id=20240131-04 RSS: https://feeds.transistor.fm/nuggets-the-audio-drama

Endwatch: A Shadowrun Actual Play Audio RPG Shadowrunners. Thriving in the margins, doing the jobs no one else can. While the Corporations run the world, Shadowrunner live on the edge, and for this team of ‘runners getting back together after a long hiatus, that edge has never been sharper. https://audiofiction.co.uk/show.php?id=20240131-05 RSS: https://feeds.castos.com/qoovn

The Pride Of Kyro Audio Drama Led by the rich and powerful Kyro Carter, the Carter family was destined to take over the world. Kyro’s family owns an oil company, making every generation of Carters wealthy before they are even born. However, Kyro didn’t just hand spoon the fortune over to his children. Each of his five kids had to earn a piece of the family wealth by becoming productive citizens first. The plot thickens as the family’s personal lives become even more publicized when Kyro announces his candidacy for city council. It soon comes to light that Kyro’s candidacy is for his own personal gain, as family secrets start falling out the closet. The Carter children become trapped in Kyro’s web of deceit as they find out Kyro isn’t so perfect himself. Filled with suspense, drama, and passion, The Pride of Kyro is sure to entertain. https://audiofiction.co.uk/show.php?id=20240203-01 RSS: https://feeds.captivate.fm/the-pride-of-kyro/

Here Lies Withered Lilies Audio Drama follow the story of our protagonist as they find a way to survive in a zombie Apocalypse. https://audiofiction.co.uk/show.php?id=20240202-03 RSS: https://anchor.fm/s/f1a8dabc/podcast/rss

Journeys in the Dark Audio Drama Hunger is humanity’s constant companion. Cannibalism has blurred the line defining what is a human and what is a monster. And of course, the evil that brought the world tumbling down to its current state –the monsters from another realm– still stalk the land. Baulder and Hod are survivors. They live from day to day, chasing food and running from the perils of their world. https://audiofiction.co.uk/show.php?id=20240206-01 RSS: https://feed.podbean.com/JourneysInTheDark/feed.xml

Keeping the Bones Audio Drama We reimagine and remix classic weird tales into found-footage stories set today. Drawing our inspiration from the likes of H.P. Lovecraft, M.R. James, and Algernon Blackwood, we shape these old tales into something that might just have really happened in our current world. Come on in, we've been expecting you. https://audiofiction.co.uk/show.php?id=20240206-02 RSS: https://feeds.captivate.fm/keeping-the-bones/

Mango: Dead Serious Audio Drama Mango: Dead Serious is an independently produced feature-length podcast movie custom made for your earholes. After saving virologist Dr. Charlotte Fox from a vicious attack in the mountains outside Los Angeles, a mine dwelling recluse named Mango learns a virus has swept the globe causing a worldwide zombie outbreak. In order to continue her work on the virus vaccine, Dr. Fox must find her uncle whose last known whereabouts were 100 miles away in Joshua Tree. Mango, Dr. Fox and Mango’s dog Kismet embark on a dangerous mission to find Dr. Fox’s uncle, complete the vaccine and save the world from a zombie apocalypse. https://audiofiction.co.uk/show.php?id=20240205-01 RSS: https://feeds.libsyn.com/508998/rss

Who's Taking Watch Audio RPG A D&D 5e actual play show where we improvise stories in our favourite worlds of fiction! Join us in our first arc, The Dragon's Might, set in the world of Robert Jordan's The Wheel of Time. https://audiofiction.co.uk/show.php?id=20240207-01 RSS: https://feeds.acast.com/public/shows/65bc17c0352c8700161fd698

[lindsaywesker]

Good morning!  I hope you slept well and feel rested?  Currently sitting at my desk, in my study, attired only in my blue towelling robe, enjoying my first cuppa of the day. 

Welcome to Too Much Information Tuesday.

A zoilist is someone who gains pleasure from finding fault.

15% of Americans own no books, and 20% own fewer than 10.

It is only illegal to eat human flesh in one of the 50 US states, Idaho.

Research has shown that people are happiest at 7:26pm on Saturday evening.

92% of people type things into Google to see if they spelled them correctly.

In 2003, a Coca-Cola employee was fired because he was drinking Pepsi on the job.

In 1979, British politician Terry Dicks lost an election to his competitor Michael Cocks.

Lonely people take longer, hotter showers to replace the warmth they lack socially or emotionally.

In 2015, an aquarium in Vancouver gave their one-eyed rockfish a false eye because he was being bullied.

You can fail a drugs test if you eat too much food with poppy seeds in it.  Your urine would show as having morphine in.

At Two Oceans Pass, Wyoming, a mountain stream splits into two: one flows into the Atlantic, the other into the Pacific.

A five-year-old boy who went missing from his home in Alabama for 13 years was found when he tried to apply to college.

According to The Economist, Boston, Massachusetts is the best prepared city in the United States for a zombie invasion.

The ‘your mother’ insult is found in nearly all cultures and is as old as humanity itself, with examples in Shakespeare and the Bible.

In 2004, the USA delivered $12 billion in one hundred dollar bills weighing 363 tonnes to Iraq.  Nobody knows where it has gone.

In some European countries, they have parking spaces solely for women.  They are usually in heavily lit areas, close to petrol stations etc.

In 1956, Vyacheslav Ivanov won an Olympic rowing medal only to drop it in the lake while celebrating his win.  He dived in but never found it.

In 2015, a Manchester man began graffitiing giant penises onto potholes so that the city would fix them faster.  He was nicknamed 'Wanksy'.

French club FC Thionville will play an away fixture in New Caledonia in the South Pacific as part of the French Football Cup, a round trip of 19,883 miles.

In the 16th century, codpieces were so big they were used as pockets where men were said to carry handkerchiefs, purses, ballads, bottles, pistols and oranges.

Andy Warhol would often go into hair salons to get his wig cut.  Then next month, he would come back to the salon in a longer wig and act like his wig had grown.

If you play the tenth song on Weird Al Yankovic’s album ‘Bad Hair Day’ in reverse, you will hear, “Wow, you must have an awful lot of free time on your hands.”

In his application for a professorship at Trinity College Dublin, the Irish poet and future Nobel laureate W.B. Yeats misspelt the word ‘professorship’.  He didn’t get the job.

The scent of freshly mowed grass is the lawn actually trying to save itself from injury.  Plants release a number of organic compounds called green leaf volatiles.  When plants are injured, these emissions increase like crazy.

In 1988, a woman named Jean Terese Keating disappeared while awaiting trial for drunkenly killing a woman in a car crash.  She was arrested 15 years later after bragging at a bar about having gotten away with the crime.

In the 19th century, the phrase ‘Newcastle hospitality’ meant either ‘roasting a friend to death’ (subjecting someone to ‘a severe gibing and bantering’) or ‘killing a person with kindness’ (not allowing someone to leave the room until they fell dead-drunk under the table.)

Scottish man Angus Barbieri fasted for 392 days, from June 14, 1965, to July 11, 1966.  He lived on tea, coffee, soda water and vitamins while living at home in Tayport, Scotland, and frequently visited Maryfield Hospital for medical evaluation.  He lost 276 pounds and set a record for the length of a fast.

Nas listed his then 7-year-old daughter, Destiny Jones, as an Executive Producer on his fifth studio album ‘Stillmatic’, so she will always receive royalty checks from the album.  Nas' album, Stillmatic, was released on December 18th, 2001.  It sold over 342,600 copies in its first week of release and peaked at No. 5 on the U.S. Billboard 200 chart. 

Sanju Bhagat's stomach was so swollen he looked nine months pregnant, and his breathing was so bad that he was rushed to hospital.  Doctors suspected his enlarged abdomen was a tumor until they opened him up and found that he'd been carrying around his absorbed twin for 36 years.  This condition is known as ‘fetus in fetu’.  One twin absorbs the other but will continue to leech nutrients from the host.

Okay, that’s enough information for one day.  Have a tremendous and tumultuous Tuesday!  I love you all.

[quillheel]

ALIAS / NAME: Captain! I used to be called Honey, Lovely, and Nyx in the past, though that was LONG before Tumblr. Twas my amino days, baby. ( I also semi-recently tried out 'King' but the vibes don't quite fit yknow! prefer the vibe of that as a term of referral - ex: my liege - rather than a name weirdly enough BHGKTRB )

BIRTHDAY: july 7th!

ZODIAC: cancer! i forgot my exact stuff, like rising sign or the like, but i do know that! i got into zodiacs when i was like 13 i think so I know at least MY sign by heart lol

HEIGHT: 5'6! something like that, I think :] which is also 167 centimeters

HOBBIES: drawing, writing ( I have an ao3 I've been neglecting for so long ), dungeons & dragons / general ttrpgs which take up SO much of my week <3, video games, content analysis ( kinda? ), baking, penpal, learning ukulele, learning to sew, learning crochet!

FAV. COLOR: im terrible when it comes to this question because i love a lot of very specific colors because artist brain BUT... If I had to pick one. Probably a red-y brown-y color. I REALLY like warm and neutral colors ( though Quillheel's pallet probably wouldn't invoke that thought ) though i also like a lot of neutral and cooler colors. you can basically reference a rainbow for my preferred colors but even with blue at the bottom ( I'm a big purple-enjoyer ) i still enjoy what good usage of it can do <3

FAV. BOOK: the long walk by stephen king, inkheart by cornelia funke, or frankenstein by mary shelley <3 love different aspects of all of them, though inkheart was a big part of my childhood so i'm biased BHHGTR

LAST SONG: be nice to me by the front bottoms :] i've been listening to a lot of Hozier lately though

LAST MOVIE / SHOW: UHHH wolfwalkers! VERY good i really liked it <3 i wanna rewatch song of the sea eventually, too! that ones also a favorite. the last show would probably be season 3 of infinity train ( I still resist the temptation to add Simon sometimes. he is such a terrible yet interesting little man ) or finally finishing watching hisuian snow :]

RECENT READ: if fanfiction doesnt count ( if it Does then wander boy by poptod, which is surprising its not one of the HUGE amounts of disco elysium fanfiction i've been chewing on lately ) then probably i think frankenstein by mary shelley, which i picked up and began reading but didn't finish :( still the most recent though! I wanna actually finish that + reread the long walk + read a bunch of other books, like the song of achilles by madeline miller, circe by madeline miller, orange world and other stories by karen russle, memorial: a version of homers illiad by alice oswald, the haunting of hill house by shirley jackson, good omens by neil gaiman and terry pratchett, the city & the city by china mieville, etc etc etc! ( if you guys have any suggestions actually, feel free to send em my way! )

INSPIRATION: horror! especially slashers, psychological horror, and 'bloodbath' horror ( selectively! carrie's got the vibes, saw does NOT ), psychological writing in general, a bunch of the books i have or plan on reading, mythology & legends, fanfiction and composition, music ( especially the weakerthans, the narcissist cookbook, hozier, etc ), poetry, and just!! learning methods of how things Generally are made, ig! how people paint, how people make clothes and make fabric, how people grow plants. i take a lot of inspiration from unexpected places, but a lot of those places are the act of creation in of itself. my writing might only be writing, but i try to embody a sense of color to it, of an artstyle you can almost taste, yknow? the composition in shows where blues look almost green and its like the world is basked in paint and there's just a feeling, indescribable, contextual but potent in of itself, the feeling of small moments everywhere, all at once, all the time. THAT SOUNDS REALLY PRETENTIOUS BUT LIKE... its true, yknow!! i like to embody a feeling in my writing, and i go to a lot of places to find it.

STORY BEHIND URL: once, a long time ago, my oc multimuse @cassiopiia was named orphic-ruin, and quillheel came second in my blogs list. i wanted them to match! so i thought of storytelling, which went to writing, then to pens, then to quills! and the 'heel' part comes from achilles heel, or the achilles tendon! as well as having ties to hermes' winged feet. in a way, its kinda saying 'vulnerable storyteller' or 'half-divine legend' or even kinda like a title or epithet vibe wise like you might find on a mythological figure ( ex: quill-heeled ) or something like that, which i think still fits the vibe p well to this day! if i did change the URL, idk what I'd make it now! i might eventually, but yeah!

tagged: @disassnbler ty ender!!!! <333

tagging: uhhhhhhhhhhhhh @littlelonesomestars @slaughterlocked @underworldslibrary @rebellionhearted aaaand anyone wearing blue, green or red <3