#bless rosie for letting me post it

[ofmdrecaps]

09/02-03/2024 Daily OFMD Recap

TLDR; David Jenkins; Rhys Darby; Taika Waititi; Samba Schutte; Con O'Neill; Kristian Nairn; Nathan Foad; Leslie Jones; Lindsey Cantrell; Connor Barrett; Dominic Burgess; Sept 2: OFMD Marmalade Day; Trends; Articles; TellTaleTV Final Round; WWDITS 10th Anniversary Blurays; FanSpotlight: FanWeeks: OFMD Sequel Week; Stede Whump Week; Never Left Podcast; Love Notes;

== David Jenkins ==

David's out at the US Open with Kinga!

Source: David Jenkins' Instagram Stories

== Rhys Darby ==

Rhys is EVERYWHERE this week, jeez. He really is causing a stir on every single platform, let me tell you. Below he's having a bit of a drink with some friends, out and about with Rosie!

Source: Facebook

Next up-- there's a new Indy Dramedy that just wrapped called "Song Of The Bigfoot" and Deadline has some new info on it!

Source: Rhys' Instagram Stories

Rhys is also looking to help raise some funds for the Kitten Rescue we all remember well from earlier this year! You can bid on this signed OFMD picture of the cast! To bid, visit here.

Source: Rhys' Twitter

Rhys also shared an older video of him discussing wanting to be Earths Ambassador!

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A post shared by 10,000 Dreams x Fraser Grut (@frasergrut)

Source: Rhys Darby's Instagram

Annnnnd more shots are becoming available from the 100th episode of the Cryptid Factor, Live in London!

Source: The Cryptid Factor Instagram

And finally, Last But CERTAINLY not least, there's a new The Cryptid Factor special episode for the $10 / Tier on Patreon!

Source: The Cryptid Factor Patreon

== Taika Waititi ==

Some more shots of Taika while he was out and about! Also a recipe for the Pispili that he and Andy Hearnden shared on instagram a while back!

Source: Instagram

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A post shared by Andy Cooks (@andyhearnden)

and lastly a quick little tiktok of the Forever Young Rita & Taika!

Source: Rita Ora's Tiktok

== Samba Schutte ==

Samba's out at Nickelodeon studios doing some voice over work!

Source: Samba's Instagram

== Kristian Nairn / WJW ==

Surprise #WeeJohnWednesday! 9pm BST (4pm EST, 1pm PST) tomorrow-- Sept 4!

Source: Kristian's Twitter

A huge thank you to @adoptourcrew for getting us the Kristian Nairn OFMD blurb from the latest Popverse Article (it is behind a sign up, but here's the article!)

Source: Adopt Our Crew Twitter

== Con O'Neill ==

Con taking a nap with Cooper now that he's back from Mexico <3 (and David Fane was a sweetheart and popped his head in as well).

Source: Con's Instagram

== Nathan Foad ==

Nathan back at the bedroom selfies again!

Source: Nathan's Instagram Stories

== Linds Cantrell ==

Linds Cantrell did an Ask Me Anything on Instagram today while she was waiting for a plane! She answered several questions, including something regarding OFMD BTS which may be completely out, but she'll be going to LA Comic Con in October! I'm planning on making a post with all her answers when I get a moment, but here's a few!

Source: Lindsey Cantrell's Instagram Stories

== Leslie Jones ==

Leslie is out here rocking a workout, and looking bad ass <3

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A post shared by Leslie Jones (@lesdogggg)

Source: Leslie Jones Instagram

== Dominic Burgess ==

Our dear Jeffrey Fettering, Dominic, blessed us today with some kitties as well as a shot.. of well him getting a shot!

Source: Dominic's Twitter

== September 2, Marmalade Day ==

Several of our crew members continued the September festivities with Marmalade Day on Sept 2!

Source: HSavernake's Twitter

Source: Astroglide Twitter

== Articles ==

Thank you @adoptourcrew for sharing another article talking about OFMD!

Source: Adopt Our Crew's Twitter

== More Trends ==

Heyyy guess who was trending on Sept 2 on TUMBLR! (I believe it was because of the Sept 1 Dickfuck/Lighthouse day, but could be have been more! let me know if you know something else happened! Thank you to the badass @poison-into-positivity for catching it <3

Source: @poison-into-positivity's Tumblr

== Tell Tale TV Voting Reminders ==

Reminder! Stede and Ed are in the final round of Ship of the Year! Please visit TellTale TV! Thank you @ofmd-ann for the reminder dear!

Source: Ofmd-Ann's Tumblr

== What We Do In The Shadows Bluray ==

Okay so WWDITS is not OFMD but it has Rhys and Taika so gonna send a boost out of this! Thank you to the absolutely spectacular @ jimjim531969 over on twitter for always bringing the latest cool news regarding the cast. You truly are a gem <3

Also per Jim:

Links to pre-order the WWDITS 10th anniversary blu-ray:

Australia & NZ (16 October, 2024)

USA & Canada (November 1st, 2024): Amazon or Barnes & Noble

UK (01/11/2024)

Source: @ jimjim531969 on Twitter

== Fan Spotlight ==

= Upcoming Fan Weeks =

* OFMD Sequel Week *

There's a new Fan-Week been announced for Nov 17 - 23, OFMD Sequel Week! Check them out on Twitter and give them a follow to keep up with the latest news!

Source: OFMDSequelWeek Twitter

* Stede Whump Week *

Stede Whump Week will be happening 28 Oct - 3rd Nov, and the bingo cards for that week are now available on Twitter!

Source: Stede Whump Week Twitter

= Never Left Podcast =

There's a new episode of Never Left out, and it's Part 2 of the discussion on Birds! Wanna check it out? Visit their linktr.ee!

Source: Never Left Podcast Instagram

== Love Notes ==

Hey lovelies. Hoping your week is progressing in an upward direction. I hopefully get to finally talk to my dad tomorrow after over a week of everything going on, so I'll be in and out of things again. I know everyone is dealing with their own level of craziness right now, and I want to remind you that you're doing great no matter what you're dealing with. It could be little, it could be huge, it could be life-changing, or could be making you regress further back than you'd like-- whatever it is, you are getting through the best way you can, and you never have to feel bad about that.

I know it can feel like there's never an end to the chaos-- but remember that there are pockets of joy and love there in this life too, and however you need to cope with your daily struggles, don't feel bad in taking solace in that. Enjoy the little things, no matter how small. Rest up lovelies, breathe in, breathe out, drink some water, and keep going. Below is a very appropriate love note (for me personally but for so many others as well), courtesy of the amazing The Latest Kate. Not everything is clear right now, but it'll get there, just stay with us, and don't give up. Sending you so much love, crew <3

Source: The Latest Kate's Tumblr

[socgf]

chapter 5 - half-truths and headlights (a little bonus chapter !!!!)

in which ... rosie has to tell darry where she's been all night and thanks god dally's a great liar.

dallas winston x curtis sister ! oc

wc: 502

warnings: none!

you really got me: masterlist

when we make our way up the porch stairs, i’m a nervous wreck, but dally’s fallen effortlessly into his typical swagger. he doesn’t give a second thought before barging in the front door, not that he ever gives a second thought before doing anything. and though i know darry can always see right through me when i lie, you’d only notice that my lipstick is smudged and my hair is messed up in the back if you were really looking.

darry’s reading a book on the couch, eyes heavy, and startles at the sound of the door. when he sees dally sauntering in before me, his entire body tenses like he’s ready for a fight. but before he can open his mouth-

“listen, darrel. all rosie was doin’ was her job and i came in loaded. had to sober me up, get me home so she wouldn’t get in trouble at work, and all.” he pauses. “i’ll tell you, ya got a real fuckin’ square as a sister.”

he’s really selling it, still slurring his words ever so slightly and grumbling like i ruined his fun. i silently bless him for doing the talking.

“that true, rosie?” darry’s anger slowly shifts into reluctant acceptance, but i have to finish the job.

i nod. “i couldn’t just leave him there, dar. i figured taking him to buck’s would just be worse.”

darry sighs, running his hand through his hair like our dad used to do, though he looked more tired than strict. “c’mon rosie, it’s late. get to bed, yeah?”

and i nod carefully, but i don’t want to go upstairs just yet.

then he turns to dally, keeping his tone firm. “you good to drive back now, winston? you know you can crash here.”

dally shifts his weight and i can see the slightest flicker of hesitation crossing his face. “nah. always am.”

darry just nods, a quiet truce passing between them.

dally catches my eye one last time before he’s heading out the front door, a look that says everything we didn’t say back in his thunderbird. but then he’s gone and it’s silent again.

darry hesitates for a moment, and softens his tone now. “you know you can talk to me, right? if he ever…” 

“i know, dar. don’t worry about me, i’m alright.”

“you’re tough, peach. but you’re gonna give me damn gray hairs, worryin’ bout you.”

and i feel like the worst sister in the world lying to him, and i silently swear to myself that i wouldn’t ever let dallas winston talk me into causing trouble again. though, as soon as that thought passes in my head, i kind of know it’s bullshit.

“love you dar. good night.”

i’m heading towards the stairs, and he’s closing up his book on the couch.

“love you too, peach.”

and as i settle back under my covers, i try really hard to forget the taste of rum and winstons on my lips, but i fall asleep with the image of one person on my mind.

a.n. this is very short and tiny and idk how convenient it is posting a multi part series on tumblr maybe i'll move to ao3. idk. i have like 10 more chapters left in my mind haha

also i feel bad tagging yall bc idk if u wanna be tagged for EVERY chapter so. sorry for spamming.

taglist:

@mrsdillonx @hailpacino @magefelixir @jujuheartz13 @coastershells @r0seb100d @awsomeemochick @mattdillonlvr69

[boymanmaletheshequel]

Symbolism of Eos

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Eos is the rosy fingered goddess of the dawn, the sister to Helios and Selene, and the daughter of Hyperion and Theia. She was known for her insatiable lust for men inflicted upon her by Aphrodite. She is a fairly unworshiped goddess for how large she is in Greek mythology, and is long overdue for a cult renaissance! Maybe we can reignite that cult by beginning with some of her divine symbolism and magickal correspondences!

🌈 colors:

- Saffron. According to Greek mythology, it is said in Theogony that lady Eos wears a saffron orange cloak reminiscent of the morning dawn’s sunrise, so saffron/orange and red are the colors typically most associated with her.

🍎 foods/herbs and spices

- Saffron. Again, although no foods or spices are explicitly stated to be divine of or sacred to Eos, it can be inferred by text that saffron is a spice that can be reasonably associated with her.

- Coffee. Although not mentioned directly, coffee is the drink perhaps most universally associated with the morning, the domain of Eos, so it can be assumed that coffee would be quite sacred to her.

- Cereal. Another breakfast item that is widely associated with the dawn and morning, cereal isn’t just a modern invention, grain cereals have existed for thousands of years, and although I’m not too certain on wether or not it’s always been a breakfast staple, the fact that it is so synonymous with it now leaves me reasonably sure it must be sacred to her!

🦌 animals:

- Grasshoppers. In the story of Eos and Tithonus, the goddess petitions Zeus for her most recent lovers immortality, however, she neglected also to request eternal youth. In time he shrivelled up by old age and transformed into a grasshopper. Classic dick move from big Z. Anyways, grasshoppers are sacred to her as a result of this incident.

🌸 flowers:

- Rose. Known for her rosy pink fingers and complexion, warmly toasted by the morning sunrise, roses are the obvious choice for lady Eos if your going for a traditional association! If you want to try something a bit more modern though..

- Morning Glory. A flower that closes up at night and opens up to the sunrise, this flower has Eos’s signature in its very name, and is a perfect flower to plant or collect in her honor!

💎 crystals:

- Sunstone. Named after the star she is iconic of, sunstone is an easy choice as a crystal or gemstone to equate to the goddess, it’s glorious orange hues are very reminiscent of her glory.

- Crocoite. A fairly obscure one, Crocoite is literally derived from the Latin name for saffron, due to its extremely fragile nature and beautiful hot orange color. A great special addition to an altar or shrine to her!

🪐 planets:

- The sun. Obviously, being the goddess of the sunrise, the sun is the planet that reigns as her sacred domain, a trait she shares with other sun related deities like Helios and Apollo.

☄️ astrology:

- Sagittarius. A fiery, passionate goddess with a history of Ill fated love and nearly debilitating lust, mother Eos is almost certainly a sag.

☀️ other iconography:

- Pitcher. In many Ancient Greek depictions of the goddess, she can be seen carrying a pitcher or watering can, a symbol of a new day and its fertility and awakening new growth it brings.

- Tiara. She is also known to wear a beautiful tiara that is always sitting upon her head, much like the shape of the sun rising in the morning over a hill!

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Do you know of Eos? And if so, what do you find epitomizes her glory and beauty for you? Let me know! If you like this post and wish to learn more about the gods of Hellen, consider following my blog! Happy day and blessings 🏛️💙

[hazbinhazbinhazbinreblog]

-Based on that Rosie post-

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Husk: *Mixing a drink for Rosie* Thanks for the chat Rosie, helps a man out.

Rosie: Why Husk, you know how much I love a good chat.

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Niffty: Rosie! What you think of my roach crown? *hold up roach crown*

Rosie: Will isn’t that the cutest crown you made yet!

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Charlie: So Rosie, you think this will work? *Presenting project board with activity plans*

Rosie: Lets take a closer look and see, after all, can’t hurt to double check!

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Cheri Bomb: For the first time in awhile, I don’t know what to think…. *Thinking about Sir Pentious*

Rosie: Will Honey, sometimes when it comes to love, the feeling you have can get conflicting….

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Lucifer: ……. I miss my ex-wife, I miss her a lot. What do I do?

Rosie: Majesty, if you may, tell me what you’re feeling and perhaps I’ll have some advice to give.

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Angle Dust: *Walks into the room* Uhh, hey Rosie, Valenti-

Rosie: *Takes out shot gun* Say no more Angle, let Auntie Rosie deal with this.

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Vaggie: I….I think I have religious trauma and I just now realized it.

Rosie: *Take out notepad & feather pen, and sits on old timey therapist chair* Continue.

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Alastor: Rosie I can’t thank you enough for your help today! *Cutting up body parts for some stew*

Rosie: Alastor you know me, I love helping you cook in the kitchen.

We all need an aunt Rosie in our lives she is such a blessing

[mahiiimahiiii]

have a little preview as a treat...

wow i am cranking out shit this week, turns out stress is a good motivator to write.

this comes from the office hours wip i posted a few weeks ago, feedback would be greatly appreciated as i never know if gale is written decently lol.

tdlr: rizzard recives, to be loved is to be changed, mentions of having kids, i think gale has a title or authority kink, my vision is blessed with gale with thick thighs and garter bands.

hopefully the full will be posted this weekend!!

nsfw below the cut! minors dni!!!!

You glanced up catching his eyes, he nodded. You unlaced his boxers which crackled at your touch, tugging them off his legs and tossing them somewhere. You exhaled, tail thumping against the cushions in slight excitement. Gale pursed his lips and averted his eyes, pink warming his already rosy cheeks. You kissed down the happy trail that lined his soft stomach, inhaling the scent of him contained by his skin. Rose water, oak, pine and musk, he smelt wonderfully fresh.

He was slightly self-conscious of this newer version of him, a body softened by age like a ripe peach. You thought it fitting- the softness of course- he aged well. You cupped his sides, squeezing them gently. “Have I ever told you how gorgeous you are?” you ask softly.

“Many times-why do you ask?” he quirked a brow.

You shrug, lifting his thighs around your hips, giving them a firm squeeze again. “Thought I’d remind you.” You mold to his body, thighs rubbing together adding pressure to his already neglected member. Your lips mark their place down his neck, staining his skin a soft pink from your lip balm.  You made your way down again, making sure your lips marked every surface of his skin. His hips strained for movement but found none to meet it.

You marred his inner thigh with bite patterns, his skin breaking into patterns of pink and red. Your tongue ran its way up his perineum sending flames to his stomach, a squeeze to his heavy sack had him tensing beneath you.

Your nose buried in his happy trail once more- you let out a contented sigh.

His hips bucked slightly his cock tapping your chin. “my dear- be kind please- “

You grinned “gale, I don’t intend to be kind- perhaps I’m trying to enable your behavior for later.”

He let out a strained moan, his lids scrunching shut. “God id like that so much- please- “

“Like what now gale?” you teased pinching the head of his pink cock, rolling the skin up and down.

His hips strained again, a low hiss through his teeth. “Gods, you know- I don’t want to spell it out, hells.”

You stopped your slow steady strokes to kitten lick the head of his member, his fists began to clench and unclench. “I’d like to hear what you’d like, professor Dekarios. Lecture me- if you will.”

He swore under his breath one open, “you-!” his chest heaved, trying to buck his hips up from under your heavy hand. “Fuck- fine- I want to be in you- I want you to bloat with my seed. Gods-! Want everyone to know your mine- so help me- going to fuck you over my desk-.” His breathing was labored, his thighs clenching under you. His eyes went wide as he covered his mouth, poor gale was surprised by even his own vulgarity.

“you’d like to try for another child Mr. Dekarios?” you squeezed his balls sucking gently on his inner thigh.

“By the weave-! Yes-!” he sounded exasperated, his lip quivering.

“Very well, you’ve been good. I suppose you’ve earned your treat” you lowered your mouth onto him, a groan rolling through his throat. You dragged your tongue against his skin, the salt refreshing to your taste. You found the small spot on his head and rolled your tongue against it. His hands shoved down your head, burying your head into the patch of curls framing his cock. He shuffled his hands moving to your horns squeezing and fondling the base ridges. Your moan reverberated around him, he lifted his hips, the garters that held his socks squeezing the meat of his thighs.

[smallandsneezy]

Too Much of a Good Thing

 the estate gardener who is wildly allergic to flowers fucking the governess. this is a sicktember post, but I'm dreadfully late. so happy day two on day 14!

Evangeline had always taken great pleasure in the way her heeled boots sounded as they clicked down the hallway. The combination of the tapping shoes and the way that her long woolen skirt swished against her legs made her feel powerful and prepared, had her stand a little straighter. It was with that straight bearing that she came around the corner and nearly ran straight into Joseph, the manor’s gardener.

“Oh!” she startled, teetering precariously back on the boots she had just been so pleased with.

He reached out for her, his big callused hands grasping her shoulders and steadying her. 

She rebalanced and he released her, stepping back sheepishly. Getting a better look at him, she realized he was covered in dirt, from the patches on his knees to the beds of his finger nails. 

“Done with lessons for the day, miss?” he asked brightly. The two talked relatively regularly, often passing each other in the garden when Evangeline went out for her daily constitutional. 

“What have you been working on that’s got you so filthy?” she teased, beaming at him to show she was kidding. 

He brightened at the chance to talk about his flowers. “Oh, the most lovely chrysanthemums miss! This variety really shines this time of year.”

“I hadn’t known anything bloomed in October,” she mused. 

“The late fall bloomers do, miss. I could…show you sometime.” Joseph offered shyly. He looked almost shocked at his own gall and seemed to be already bracing for her indignant response.

Evangeline smiled almost ear to ear. Why not? It was 1910 now, after all, and she was trying to devote herself to living more adventurously. 

“I think now would suffice if you’re amenable.”

A similar grin to hers spread across the man’s face, making him all the more handsome. 

“Let us go then.”

--

She should have seen it coming. His nose had been growing steadily redder with every moment that they spent in the garden. He hadn’t commented on it though, even as it twitched steadily more with every flower he showed her. 

“And these, of course, are the chrysanthe-” he broke off quite suddenly, his eyes glazing over. 

“Are you quite alright, sir?”

The man’s mouth was agape, his nose positively rosy by now. “I…I…” He stuttered, look humiliated.

Was he going to…

“HURUSHOO! Huh…huh…AHISHAH!” He practically bellowed them, too distracted by the itch to cover, and Evangeline felt a heat between her legs start up. Her glasses were soaked in his spray, and he looked horrified. 

“Goodness! Bless you!”

“I’m…HRUSHOOO! huh…HUH…HRASHAH! I’m so so sorry ma’am.” Joseph said shyly, a flush floating high over his cheeks. 

She could only blink and remove her glasses to clean them. She had never understood when people said they were ‘speechless’ before, but now she did. 

“Oh…Again…huh! Hahh!!—HATSCHIEWW!!!” That one had doubled him over, and Evangeline felt her breath start to quicken. 

“It’s all the flowers…Too much of a good thing, I suppose. They’re always doing me in. HUHRESHOO!!”

Evangeline couldn’t bear it. She leaned in and kissed him, wet nose and all. 

He stiffened slightly, clearly surprised, but relaxed almost instantly, kissing her back, sniffling frantically every time they stopped for breath. He pulled her into a flowered alcove, thick with bushes and chamomile. She pressed up against him, breathing hard. He placed his leg in between hers, and she pressed herself into it, it taking every ounce of her gentle upbringing not to whine with pleasure. Abruptly he pulled out of their kiss, nostrils flaring. “HAHRESHOOO!! HAH…HAH…HARASHOOO!” He, having no choice otherwise, had pressed himself into her bosom, which was now drenched in spray. These were wet sneezes, and he seemed to have no handkerchief on him. She offered hers to him now, but when he reached for it desperately she pulled it back. Now he was the one whining, his red itchy eyes begging her for it. 

She wrapped the dainty handkerchief, with her around his swollen nose. “Blow.”

“Miss, I can’t. It’ll get all wet, I can’t do that to a lady. I don’t need to, I’m perfectly well.”

She pulled it back from his anguished grasp and plucked a chamomile flower from beside them. 

“Miss?” Joseph asked. 

“If you don’t need to, surely this won’t be a problem.”

She danced the chamomile across his nostrils, which pulsed with irritation.

“I’m…ahh….AHH…AHH AHHCHOO! HAHSHOOOO!! I’m so allergic miss.”

She raised her eyebrows, brandishing the handkerchief. “And?”

“Please! Please let me have the handkerchief.”

“Okay. Since you asked so nicely.”

She extended her handkerchief and gently covered his nose with it. “Now, blow.”

He did so, with gentle soft blows. He did indeed drench the handkerchief, and she could feel the dampness against her hand. It made her shudder. 

“Thank you miss,” he whispered. 

She kissed him on the nose. 

[senseandaccountability]

Ficlet: Ever on

Solavellan tears and therapy in 500 words, post-Trespasser, pre-Veilguard. Also here on AO3.

And life, as it does, goes ever on.

They work, they travel, they stay with the people that became their home.

They’re not lonely.

Dorian introduces her to a widower in his closest circle of acquaintances - Silus, a fellow rift mage who is a fair bit older than her and carries a sadness that doesn’t quite go away even as the years pass by. It suits her well.

Silus is kind and somber, clever and generous. They don't love each other and it's a blessing. She is free to go at any given moment, he in turn frequently visits a man in Antiva, a girl in Jader. But in Minrathous they share each other's solitude: they cook splendid suppers and assist each other with magical research and when the mood strikes them - less frequently these days, their passion was never strong to begin with and there’s just so much else to do - they share a bed.

They all reside in a large villa that Dorian keeps as some sort of headquarters for the assorted activities they occupy themselves with. Whenever Bull is around, he stays for months - once he stays a whole year and Dorian’s laugh is different then, fuller and warmer.

It’s a busy household, a busy home.

Ellana finds that she enjoys getting lost in it, enjoys living in it - more so than she ever did enjoy life with a clan.

She brings in orphans and makes them apprentices, teaches them old elven magic and new Tevinter one alike; in the autumns they travel out to the forests to practise Dalish spellweaving among the falling leaves and in the winters Ellana tries to teach them how to cook and preserve nature’s bounty. Two of the older kids manage to make hearth cakes without the halla butter and present it to her as a gift made for a god, kneeling in front of her, cheeks rosy and eyes glittering. There's a brief sting deep in her chest then, memories of being a Herald, of being with him. Lady Lavellan, they call her. She lets them. The title Inquisitor fades slowly and she welcomes the shift.

Silus hides escaped slaves and apostates in the spare bedrooms upstairs and Dorian hosts meetings that grow more radical by the month, involving the Shadow Dragons as well as several foreign groups working for the same goals.

“Abolish all slavery, overturn the Magisterium, justice for common people - who would have thought this?” She teases him as he wraps up a large gathering that had lasted three days and required so much wine and protective wards that they will have to do without both for a little while.

“Ah.” Dorian wraps an arm around her shoulder; he smells of brandy and embrium and whatever fragrance it is that Bull keeps using when he dresses up. “You know who inspired me, don’t you?”

And Ellana nods. She knows. Solas, too, she thinks.

“Funny, that.”

—

She still talks to Solas every night; he still visits her dreams.

If someone asked her to separate the threads of reality from the fabric of the Fade itself, she isn’t certain she could.

Or would.

One day she will face him in the physical world again, this she knows. She will look him in the eyes then. Bring her good hand up to cup the back of his head to pull him closer, run her fingers over the long-forgotten freckles on his skin. In her dreams she counts them, but she won't, not then.

“Have I proven you wrong yet, vhenan?” she will ask him, and he will answer that she has and all of this will change, again.

Until then she has a life to live.

And life, as it does, goes ever on.

[spectralquartzstudios]

So, a lot of folks ask me what Megatron in IDW mainly and Bayverse once he heals in my rewrite - sounds like in my head. And here it is. Able to unmask and let that accent out. Bless Earthspark for letting him have one because it fits so well. I had a time editing this to get it just right. I had to dig in my brain on how to get this just right. I have two others, but this is the one I wanted to post. Peter Capaldi has a lot of good speeches in Doctor Who, but he also has a lot of good ones in Devils Hour I want to get my little hands on to edit.

And tbh his canon holoform looks like Capaldi a bit too. -Rosie

[bucky-boychik-barnes]

Ages ago, @awrubyblue made some fanart with Bucky finding a pocket size version of Steve. (Sadly I am unable to find them now, or I would link to them.)

My shipper brain immediately ran wild with a new type of Soulmate AU. Where you get a little version of your soulmate to carry around - I called it Pockets AU. And after blabbing on and on and on and on and on to my friend @subluxate about it, they made this AMAZING fic.

I finally remembered to ask permission to post it. I hope you enjoy. (Let me know if you do, they also wrote a fic about Steeb after Steve gets the serum.)

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Characters: Sarah Rogers, Steve Rogers, Bucky Barnes, Steeb, Booky

Timeline: 1910s, very pre CA:TFA

Pairing: Steve Rogers/Bucky Barnes

Genre: Soulmates, Kids, Wholesome, Shortfic, idk genres anymore just tropes

Word Count: 898

Steven is still snoring away when Sarah walks back to the bed they share. He’s rosy-cheeked, not fever-flushed like he tends to be when he makes noise like that, but then it’s getting to be autumn and his allergies do kick up around the middle of September.

“Wake up, love,” she says over the monstrous sounds coming from her wee lad. “Time for breakfast.”

His ready alertness, such a trial when he’s ill, is a blessing the precious times he’s well. He pushes himself up and smiles at her, covering a yawn with his hand. He thinks she doesn’t know he’s lost a tooth a bit before it was ready to come out, which tells her all she needs to know about how he lost it.

The yawn ends on a tiny squeak. Steven stares at her, his eyes huge in his narrow face.

“Got a pet mouse, have you?” Sarah asks for lack of anything else to say.

He shakes his head. “I didn’t do that.” He drops his hand from his mouth, and his thumb brushes against his pocket. A moment later, he’s yanked the pocket open--oh, she’s glad he didn’t pop a stitch, she has enough patching to do already--and is staring down into it. “Mama?”

Steven hasn’t called her ‘Mama’ since he declared himself a big boy on his birthday. “What is it?” she asks, already resigned to a dying kitten he found and forgot to mention.

He dips his other hand into the pocket. His fingers wiggle, and then he’s got hold of whatever it is and is drawing it free of the fabric. It whines and rolls over in Steven’s hand, burying its face against the ball of his thumb.

Sarah’s seen smaller, but not in some years, not since her younger sister woke to a similar little being sleeping under her hair. “That’s not a mouse,” she tells her son.

He shakes his head, his eyes never leaving the Pocket curling up in his hand. “It’s a Pocket,” he breathes. “Mama, I have a Pocket!”

Every house should have at least one, Sarah thinks as she leans down to kiss Steven’s forehead and get a better look at the pajama-clad little Pocket in her wee lad’s hand. “You’ll have to name your Pocket,” she tells him.

“I gotta think about it.” He sounds more congested, but he’s alert and still not fevered, so she stands and doesn’t stop him following her out to breakfast.

“I’m sorry we haven’t a thing for you to wear,” she tells the dark-haired little Pocket before she leaves for work, while Steven yanks on his short pants. “I’ll try to make you something tonight. Steven, mind the hems!”

The Pocket gives her a wide, sweet smile. He’s missing a tooth himself, the lower right front. She knew lads with smiles like that when she was a child herself, always either the most trouble or the most loyal. He babbles at her, a wash of playful happiness in the sounds, and Sarah wishes she could kiss his head.

Not that it would bother Steven or his Pocket, of course, but something always feels wrong to Sarah when she touches someone else’s Pocket. That seemed more common at home, but maybe it’s just living in the tenements and crowds that makes people so indifferent here. Half the time, they never seem to notice their hand has passed through a bit of someone’s love and soul.

“Make sure he names you today,” she continues to the Pocket. “He’s a mite stubborn sometimes, so you make sure he understands if you like a name, all right? Don’t go letting him run all over you.”

“Ma,” Steven groans at her. He finishes buttoning his shirt. “You’re giving him a bad impression of me!” His voice sounds thicker than it has the rest of the morning, enough that it takes her a moment to understand his words.

“A bad impression it might be, but an accurate one,” she says. “Remember your handkerchiefs, mind your teacher, I love you.” She kisses her boy’s head and lets herself out and does not worry about him making it to school on his own, just as she hasn’t worried since his first day.

-

She should have worried, she realizes when she gets home to find her son with a bruise rising on his jaw, a sturdy dark-haired lad about a year older than him, and the mending basket pulled out between them.

“Oh, Steven,” she sighs, since he’ll be disappointed if she doesn’t. “Who’s your friend, then?”

“Ma, this is Booky.” He sounds even worse than when she left, but it’s nothing a bit of steam won’t help. “Booky, this is my ma.”

“Booky?” she asks the lad, since she’s certain she hasn’t heard Steven correctly.

Possibly Booky hops to his feet. “Bucky, ma’am.” He smiles at her, sweet and wide and missing a tooth. “James Buchanan Barnes. I go to school with Stevie.”

“Steeb,” Steven grumbles, but he doesn’t do more than that.

“Nah, remember? That’s Steeb,” Bucky says, pointing to the tiniest Pocket Sarah has ever seen. He has wispy blond hair and looks as though he’s trying to climb Steven. “An’ that’s Booky.” This time, he points to the one rummaging through the mending.

“He’s not Booky!”

“He’s Booky,” Bucky confides to Sarah.

At least she can kiss the top of his head.

[ofmdrecaps]

01/11-14/2025 Daily OFMD Recap

TLDR; David Jenkins; Rhys Darby; Taika Waititi; Wee John Wednesday; Guz Khan; Con O'Neill; Samba Schutte; Ruibo Qian; Anapela Polata'ivao; Andrew Deyoung; Jes Tom; Tim Heidecker; Damien Gerard; Dominic Burgess; Articles; Fan Spotlight: Our Flag Means Fanfiction; Owltrouser's Bayeux Tapestry; In personal Meet Ups; Fan Events; Love Notes;

Hey crew, sorry for my mess up in the Rhys section of the last recap. Works been a bit overwhelming, Zoey (my cat) had a stroke, amongst other life things so I'm a bit distracted at the moment. I'm going to do my best to double check things again before posting (I think I get a little excited sometimes trying to catch up and then make mistakes). Thank you to all the kind folks who reached out and let me know about it! I appreciate being able to fix the mistakes!

= David Jenkins =

More from David's Christmas special!

Source: David's Bsky

= Rhys Darby =

Rhys was on bFM Kids' Show talking about BadJelly! You can check it out here!

Source: Rhys Bsky

Rhys is back in LA! He left a long message for the Paid Substack subscribers -- here's a couple paragraphs on how he and the rest of the family are fairing. If you'd like to read the full note, it is on his paid substack.

Source: Rhys Paid Substack

Rhys is really excited for his Austin show! You can still get tickets at CapCity Comedy for the following dates and times:

FEB 15, 2025 | 7:00 pm

FEB 15, 2025 | 9:30 pm

FEB 16, 2025 | 7:00 pm

Source: Rhys Free Substack

Rosie was kind enough to bless us with kitty pictures.

Source: Rosie's IG Stories

= Taika Waititi =

Taika rocking some serious glasses.

Source: Rita's IG

= Wee John Wednesday =

Reminder! Wee John Wednesday is the 15th! A special guest you say? Does he just mean Nathan or someone else?

Source: Kristian's Twitter

= Guz Khan =

Guz out with Kiell Smith-Bynoe!

Source: Guz' Instagram

= Con O'Neill =

There's a new Momentus event coming on February 9 @ 10am PT/1pm ET, this time with Con! You can buy tickets for $25 on the Momentus website.

Source: Momentus Events

= Samba Schutte =

Some comfort from Samba re: the LA Fires.

Source: Samba's IG Stories

= Ruibo Qian =

Always love to see our Pirate Queen feeling fab.

Source: Ruibo's Instagram Stories

= Anapela Polata'ivao =

You can get premiere tickets for Tinā in AONZ now!

Auckland - The Civic Theatre - Feb 11

Christchurch - James/Hay Theatre - Feb 12

Wellington - The Embassy Theatre - Feb 18

Source: Tinā The Film Instagram

= Andrew Deyoung =

One of our directors, Andrew Deyoung was out volunteering at the Pasadena Job Center. They're taking donations and handing out supplies for people affected by the LA fires. You can donate to the cause here.

Source: Andrew's IG Stories

= Jes Tom =

Upcoming show by one of our writers, Jes Tom! This time in Boston, Feb 7 at 7 PM & 9:30 PM. Get more info and tickets here.

Source: Jes Toms Bsky

= Tim Heidecker =

Doug, aka Tim Heidecker will be performing in Austin TX March 28, and 29! You can get tickets at Timheidecker.com/live

Source: Tim's Bsky

= Damien Gerard =

Damien's out sending some love, we're thinking about you too sir <3

Source: Damien's Bsky

= Dominic Burgess =

Dominic, our Jeffrey Fettering, being the sweetheart that he is, is out delivering supplies to animal shelters to help out some displaced pets!

Source: Dominic's Bsky

== Articles ==

Thank you to Layla! (mrbuttons284266.bsky.social) for sharing the article!

Source: MrButtons Bsky

== Fan Spotlight ==

= Our Flag Means Fanfiction =

The Latest episode of Our Flag Means Fanfiction is The Zheng Episode! And look-- our Pirate Queen shared it on her Instagram Stories! Wanna check out the latest episode? Visit their Spotify or Linktr.ee!

Source: OFMFF Instagram

= Owltrousers's Bayeux Tapestry =

Now this is one of the absolute coolest pieces of fanart I have ever seen. Owltrousers over on bsky hand made this OFMD S1 Episode 1 Bayeux Tapestry! David loved it too!

This is the full image:

Source: OwlTrowsers Bsky

And here's some zoomed in detail!

Source: OwlTrousers Bsky

More detail on this fabulous work!

Source: OwlTrouser's Bsky

== In Person Meet Ups ==

= OFMD Disneyland Day =

There is a planned OFMD Disneyland Day on Feb 8 & 9th! Please Reach out to @megofmd.bsky.social if interested!

Source: OFMD Disney Week on Bsky

= A Salem OFMD Meetup =

There's another meetup happening, this time in Salem MA on June 20-22, 2025! Wanna join? Message Orchid Explosion over on Bsky for an invite to their discord!

Source: Orchid Explosions Bsky

== Fandom Events ==

It's that time again! OFMD Reverse Big Bang is back! Wanna check it out or join? Visit them on their: Socials: Bluesky / Tumblr Or check out their Main Website and Sign Up form!

Source: OFMDReverseBigBang Bsky

== Love Notes ==

Hey there lovelies. Wow. This has been a hell of a year so far, huh? It's only the 15th of January, and yet it feels like it's somehow in June or July. Please remember to take some time to yourself today, whatever time it is now.

I think we all could use a break, whether it be from work, or stress, or bad news. This is just a little reminder that our brains like to retrain themselves when things continue to happen. They see bad things, and so they start expecting bad things to help us cope. If you have a moment, be sure to break up that cycle for your brain. Doesn't matter what it is, it could be very small -- buy yourself that fancy coffee or treat, just take a moment to step outside and just breathe in the air for a few minutes where it's calm, or ask a friend for a hug. Hell, go check your folder of fanart or rhys or taika or whomever pictures and just bask in the glory of it all for like 1 whole minute. Just do something small that makes you happy. Try to do that a couple times a day, or even once a day. Your brain will see that good things can happen, and recognize that not everything is awful, and the more you do those little things, the more your brain will trend back towards hope and things going the right way too.

I know this quote is going back around the last couple days, and I think it's really important:

FRODO: What are we holding on to, Sam?

SAM: That there’s some good in this world, Mr. Frodo. And it’s worth fighting for. Just a gentle reminder, you are the good in the world. Don't forget that. Sending love Crew.

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[thyfleshc0nsumed]

Rosie's Vision

By Rosie Marie Linda Hahn, admin of TGGuide. Posted 11/02/1996

"I had a dream." A statement I have made many times throughout my life. "I had a dream." Sounds like I went through life with my head stuck in the clouds, and no direction. Well nothing could be further from the truth. I spent a lifetime battleing my way along the path of life. I worked hard, raising 5 children and even some of my grandchildren. I did the best I could with the business's I ran, the family I provided for, the friends I had, and life in general. So what is this stuff about a dream? Why did I feel like I was not counted on this earth? Worst of all, why did I wear dresses?

Yes, you read it right, I wear womens clothes. I am a pervert, a weirdo, a society cast away. I always felt that I was doing something very wrong, something that was not accepted by society, but it seemed so natural, something I should be doing. Was I just a mistake of nature? Did the lord that I believe in so strongly, and trust with all my soul, make a mistake? He sent me here as a boy? How could he have made such a mistake? I know I am the only one in the world that has been born this way! There is no way my lord would make two mistakes!

If you are reading this, you may be in the same canoe as I am, maybe you are just curious to find out about all these silly men in dresses, maybe you are genuinely concerned, or you really want to know more. Hell, maybe you are just as confused about why this desire, or should I say, this need to wear women's clothes instilled in MY body.

Why did the lord make me this way? If you are like me; you also feel like you are the only mistake in the world. After all, children are born with deformities every day, but only ONE boy is born with the need to be female, and that is me! Well, let me assure you, and me; we are not the only ones with this unconventional way of life. You and I are just two within a community made up of millions. I have come to the realization that the lord did not make any mistakes; he made us special.. He provided us special people with a gift that not many people have. The ability to live on both side of the fence. He blessed us with the sweetness, strength, and genuine concern for the well being of others; female traits. He gave us the drive, staying power, and the will to survive: male traits.

"I had a dream"? What does that mean? Well, through out my life, while hiding in my closet; the desire to seek out others like me has always been very high on my list. The desire to find answers to the thousands of questions I have had. The desire to find out WHY? Why me??

That question;"WHY", although not answered as yet, is at least within the realm of possibility. The fact that I am the only one has broken through, and guess what? I'M NOT!!!! The years of blameing others for my problems, the thousands of WHY'S, the failures, the success's... The questions I asked my parents as a kid, "why do I like to play with girls stuff? Why won't the boys pick me for their team? Mommy, why won't daddy let me play with that doll??

The answers were always the same, "Because you are a boy!!" Because I am a boy? What is that? I fought very hard throught out my life to maintain a male image. Why? Don't know! I guess I was supposed to? Daddy taught me to be a man?? Still, I do not understand... In my days they made everybody be right handed! My adult life was a mixed up mess of high and low paying positions, in and out of business, more ups and downs than anyone should have to bear.. And at every turn, I was asking; "When do I get to be me?" "When can I put on my dress?" "When is it my turn to live my life? "

"I HAVE A DREAM." and now my dream can be yours.. What I have fought for, I dream that you do not have to. What I have prayed for, I pray you do not have to. The questions I scoured the world to find answers for, I dream you do not have to.. The turmoil that was bestowed upon me, I dream you do not have to struggle through.

The dream is a rather simple idea. Those of the gender community should have at their feet all of the answers. They should have all the resources. This information should be easy to find, this information should be FREE.

With the help of many wnderful people that share my dream, I have put together a web site that shall; I PRAY; help us all. I shall strive, with my last breath, to make all the resources that pretain to the gender community available to all that need and want this information. AND IT SHALL ALWAYS BE FREE TO THE COMMUNITY. Those that need the help, shall get it.. Please, do not interupt this to say that I have all the answers, I do not. Our site is a growing site and it will always grow.. I shall gather as much information as I can, I shall get it on line as fast as I can, I shall always to the best I can to produce a quality site.

My dream is for the premier site! I pray that all those sealed in the closet can come out, at least those that want to. If I can help one person attain their goal in life, help just one person acheive their dream, I shall consider I have done something.

I HAD A DREAM. No longer 'had'- I now have a dream in the making. I suppose it will always be a dream. Lord, please let us live the life we feel that we must live. Do allow others to see that we are real people, trying to live!!!

Our site is working with and will always work with those in the community that are looking to move forward. We must eliminate the prejudice. We must help others. WE must always love our neighbors, no matter who they are.. To quote a very lovely genetic lady, Christy Lane; "Everything is beautiful, in its own way."

My dream is a reality.. We shall never walk alone again.

[illiana-mystery]

WIP Whenever

So I am currently making my way through finishing Chapter 3 of both Snow Angel (my Leonhard Seppala fic) and Chasing Foxy (my new Norman Osborn fic).

And I didn't want to wait until Wednesday, so here's a sneak peek of both of the chapters today! 😁😆

Hopefully, both chapters will be finished and posted sometime this week! 🤞🏾🤞🏾🤞🏾

Taglist: @ghnaim24​, @currvycurly, @imwithyoutiltheendofthelinebucky​​, @iobsessoverfictionalmen​, @emily-ella-nightshade89​, @goodoldcharley, @writingkitten

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Snow Angel

"You alright? It makes sense that I'm winded, but you're young. I thought you would have more energy than me."

She laughed.

"You're not that old, Leonard. What are you...like 35?"

"I'm almost 50," he corrected her. "But thanks for the compliment."

"Hmm, you really don't look a day over 40," she assured him. "Norwegians must age very well compared to Russians and Alaskans."

He snickered.

"You're too kind. But now I'm afraid to ask how old you are?"

"Almost 30," she responded, to his shock.

"Really?! I thought you were mid-twenties."

She giggled.

"No, I'm 29 so that probably makes you 49, right?"

He nodded.

"Hmm, well I've always found older men more attractive," she boldly said, leaning closer to him.

"What are you getting at?"

She laughed.

"Nothing at all," she teased, before she moved from his grasp. "Let's get to reinforcing those kennels."

He was speechless once she suggested that.

Here she was clearly being more bold with her flirting, and now she was making her way down the ladder.

Pretending like it never happened.

Although the smirk on her face said otherwise.

Did she like him as much as he liked her?

He was more than confused, trying desperately not to scare her away.

Sure she was stuck, but he also didn't want her to be distant from him while she was stuck.

He just didn't want to misinterpreted her flirting.

She was probably just being nice, he told himself.

---

Chasing Foxy

"It'll be okay," Rosie assured him after grabbing his hand and squeezing it. "You'll do fine. If General Slocum can't appreciate your genius, he's a fool. You're brilliant, Norman. Just like my big old man."

Otto chuckled, before he kissed his wife's cheek.

"Rosie, I love your positivity, but Slocum is a hard man to impress. Norman is well within his right to be worried."

"Ugh, I suppose so," she huffed in defeat, before taking a sip of her Chardonnay.

"I do appreciate your positivity though," Norman assured Rosie.

"Thank you, Norman," she smugly said, looking at her husband after.

"And this is why I fell in love with you, Rosalie. You charmed me with the positivity, but stayed for your sass."

"The stress relief sex helped too," she remarked as she took another sip of wine.

"You got that right," he said with a hardy chuckle.

"I've always envied your relationship," Norman admitted. "I loved Emily, but we were never like you two."

"Emily was always in the clouds, bless her heart," Rosie started. "But I know she loved you as much as you loved her."

"That's a nice thought, Rosie. But you know I pushed her away. In my pursuit of success, I forgot about her and Harry. She would have divorced me if she hadn't died first," he revealed before he looked back at his phone, pondering if he should text Foxy back.

"Norman, you don't know..."

"I found the divorce papers she hid after her funeral," he admitted. "I loved her so much, but my ambition clouded that part of my brain. She deserved the man she fell in love with. I'm just glad she had Harry before she died. I'm glad that she had someone to love when she couldn't get any love from her husband. And I was so ashamed, I shipped my son away. I kept shipping him away until now..."

He felt like he was about to cry, but he held his tears back once he scrolled back to the picture of Foxy she had sent him with her message last night.

"I just hope I'm better to my new girlfriend," he whimpered as he texted her back.

Thank you, mommy. 😊 You're making me blush. I really needed your message right now. I feel a lot better now, but I will still need your healing. I really can't wait to see you again tonight. You're making your baby boy so giddy. 😆❤️

The couple across from him was speechless while he was texting. They knew about his strained marriage to Emily due to his overambition and his non-existant relationship with Harry. But they had no idea she was gonna divorce him before she ultimately died.

That just showed that he was really having a hard time. It wasn't like him to be so open about his failings, even to his old friends.

And even Rosie was starting to realize that her positivity wasn't just gonna magically fix all his woes.

Oh, honey. Mommy knows you still need her to make you feel better. I can't wait to see you too. I'm gonna give you so many kisses and cuddle you so tight tonight. 😘

He was absolutely red in the face when he read her reply, which Rosie noticed.

"Should we leave you alone?" she teased to lighten the mood. "Because you're as red as the tomato sauce."

"No, no. I'm fine. My girlfriend is just so sweet."

"Aww!" Rosie cooed again. "Well, it won't be too much longer until you see her again."

"Yeah," he hummed happily.

[clarktooncrossing]

DUMPSTER DUDELZ III: Revenge of the Dumpster

HEY THERE PEOPLE OF TODAY AND ROBOTS OF TOMORROW!

IT'S ME, CLARK!

Happy New Year, weirdos of the world! The last year might've been a mixed bag in most regards, but in terms of artwork I was riding a creative high. Like, holy crap, the amount of artwork posted is surprising. You better believe the goal is to keep that streak going well into 2025. What better way to start then looking back on what didn't make the cut in 2024? By now showcasing my leftover sketches in these compilations has become sortuv' a regular tradition. Not that you'll ever hear me complain about it. I hate seeing artwork go unused, plus it's fun seeing how my skills have improved over the last twelve months. So what awaits us in the dumpster?

(1) ABBY K. DABBY

Y'ever wonder why rabbits are considered sexy? Lola Bunny, Jessica Rabbit, Judy Hoppes, even Playboy loves dressing their models up as the small critters. Why is that? It was while pondering this, looking up artwork of Zatanna, and watching clips of Penn & Teller: Fool Us that this feisty sorceress came into mind. Meet Abby K. Dabby, the resident magical mistress of the Clarktooniverse. At the moment there's nothing there outside of a cool design, though my plan is to further fill out her backstory so she's more than just eye candy with a quirky name.

(2) BLOOD ON THE SADDLE

Disney fans everywhere rejoiced when Disney finally renovated the beloved Country Bear Jamboree in Orlando. Less so when the show finally opened and prioritized shoving tracks from the company's library down our ears in favor of maintaining the oddball humor the show's known for. Personally I just counted my blessings, especially considering the fates of Dinosaur and Muppet Vision 3*D. You could say D23 was a real disappointment. At the very least, I thought Big Al singing "Remember Me" from Coco was funny as ever. Oh Al, you are truly the bluest bear we've ever met. Never change, buddy!

(3) ROSIE STARDUST

This was quickly sketches after looking at a commission done by @zernna. Like a lot of my characters, Rosie looks better when drawn by somebody else. Regardless, the cosmic cutie is always fun to draw.

(4) JACKIE'S WARDROBE

Speaking of commissions, my buddy @burningthrucelluloid commissioned me to create a sweet picture featuring his two space characters, cosmonaut Jackie Valentine and wasp princess Exa. He left it up to me what the former should wear, thus several options were offered. The three presented here include the heroine's regular spacesuit, a sexy pair of space undies, and something more akin to what she wore before leaving Earth. In the end we decided on something fancier to better fit the romantic mood. Anybody interested in checking out the final result can click here.

(5) FREDDYS OF DIFFERENT LANDS

Along with Abby, Freddy Fox's walk through Whimsyland is the result of a failed Sketch BOOM. Or more specifically, one that never got finished. It could easily be finished now since nothing went wrong with its production. Still, I'd prefer just to scrap it and move on. Not without saving what's already been completed first. This depicts the theme park's mascot walking through each land with an appropriate attire to match. From left to right we have classic Freddy walking down Whimsy Warf, crossing into Cowboy Country, jaunting towards Jungle Junction, frolicking through Fantasy Forest, making his way into Monster Marsh, and finally trotting through Tomorrow Town. It's the last outfit I'm particularly proud of, calling back to the campier costumes parading through other parks. Let's hope a trip to Whimsyland is in our foreseeable future.

(6) AN-D SHARK (DOO DOO DA DOO DA DOO)

In case you missed yesterday's post, a Secret Santa was held on my Discord server this year and I got Void-Android Anybody doubting his present wasn't drawn by hand can now kiss dirt and eat my rubber! They can also check out the final product by clicking here.

(7) BAT BARNEY

@princessofDisney27 wanted me to check out Waiting for Santa was a part of this year's Christmas Specials Special. Obviously that review didn't get finished in time. That's a story for another time. For now, Hannah unlocked my purple-tinted nostalgia before sending me down a rabbit hole of odd finds on YouTube. Learning who Bob West and David Joyner were, seeing the dino rock an epic drum solo whenever not purse snatching, watching the theatrical movie a thousand times over, that tyrannosaur from Texas found a way back into my heart. It's the only explanation I have for this. Why Batman? Blame Barney, he encouraged my weird-ass imagination.

(8) HELP WANTED

Many tough decisions were made this year. Cutting 3K was one of them. The story of ERN-E and the Knights of the Square Table never came together quite the way I had hoped. So now the plan is to work certain elements into other stories. As we've established, throwing away ideas isn't my cup'a tea. Especially not when Candy Banger's ready to shoot me if she's not given a new job. Rest assured folks, this won't be the last you see of this android assassin.

(9) SO, NO HONEY?

Did you know that Popeye and Tintin enter the Public Domain this year? Along with several other Mickey Mouse shorts? Can't wait to see them all be turned into horror media produced by lazy douchebags. Yes, we get it, the joke is seeing these family friendly franchises going dark and disturbed. If we pretend it's funny will you stop telling the same, unoriginal joke? Regardless, I decided it'd be fun to include A.A. Milne's cast of beloved characters for Whimsyland as a nice parallel to certain other theme parks. Their colored sketch actually debuted earlier this year on my deviantART account. Hopefully you all love'm in black and white too. And here's hoping something more creative is made with these characters other than trashy slasher flicks.

(10) STEAMBOAT WILLIE

Did you know that Mickey and Minnie Mouse entered the Public Domain last year? Of course you did! You couldn't go anywhere without hearing about it, no doubt to Disney's dismay. Granted, it was only these characters as they appeared in Steamboat Willie, Plane Crazy, and Gallopin Gaucho, but this was still big news in the world of animation. No longer could Mickey be locked away in the vault. Anybody was allowed to use the rodent as they see fit. Immediately I wondered what a Clarktoon version of him would look like. Designs are still being worked out, but as you can see, some liberties have been taken.

(11) TOTAL ECLIPSE OF THE HEART

Hey, anybody remember that eclipse that happened earlier this year? Wild times. Rosie certainly remembers it. This was the sketch that eventually became this picture:

(12) SUPER-DEE-DOOPER

Back in my early years, Barney was all I bothered drawing. Or at least what could charitably be considered a crude approximation of the character. Honestly, he looked more like a stop sign wedged into the top of a potato. Gimme a break, I had yet to refine my artistic skills. Years later it was decided to see if my skills really had improved at all. The results more than speak for themselves. Although Little Clark is a lot taller than he ott'a be. Gimme a break, this was drawn at 2 AM while watching Expedition Theme Park's video on the Universal stage show. For the record, that show would've been the only reason Little Clark would've preferred a trip to that park over Disney World. Nothing you tell me could convince me that wouldn't have been the greatest hug of all time!

(13) TEENAGE MUTANT FREELANCE POLICE

deviantART making dumbass decisions? Stop the presses! By now I think it's safe to say we've become accustomed to the media sharing site changing things for the worse. This includes removing sta.sh from the platform. It was a convenient place to store your art until it was time for posting. My Studio isn't terrible, but it pales in comparison to its predecessor. At least it's not frustratingly redundant like the updated messaging system. Nope, still not over that. Still, seeing as sta.sh was about to get the ax, I elected to remove any artwork still lingering there. Included was this sketch from 2014 featuring a Ninja Turtle from the original Mirage comics meeting Sam and Max of the Freelance Police. You could say it was oddly fitting considering both started out as independent books with odd senses of humor. Though it's up to you to decide who's crazier; a Mirage Turtle or Max?

(14) SANTA'S BUDDY, THE ICE CREAM BUNNY

Suddenly, a siren starts to wail! And you'll never guess who's coming down the trail! Or will you? Meet the Ice Cream Bunny, star of 1972's Santa Claus and the Ice Cream Bunny. It's a hilariously awful Holiday feature filmed at the defunct Pirate's World theme park, a precursor to Walt Disney World. Many factors led to its downfall, one of them being pictures produced on the cheap at their property. This is made especially evident by the lackluster costume made for the titular rabbit. Most folks find him incredibly creepy. I am not most folks, then again clowns don't scare me out either. People are weird. Oddities like that aside, here's my attempt at making the character cute. Why not? He's also public domain! How else would you explain all the times Rifftrax tore this movie apart?

(15) EASTER BUMPER

Less creepy are the lagomorphs surrounding Bumper. @foxhatart has tried convincing me to sell Bumper stickers before and this was my attempt at making them. Granted this sketch is still useable, but like the aforementioned BOOM, it's better to start fresh. Still, you lot would kill me if something this cute went to waste.

(16) WANDA ZIGGY

Meet Wanda, wife to alien grease monkey and Clarksburg's resident cinephile, Wonder Ziggy. His design was based on Robot Monster from the similarly named movie. Wanda was based on Virginia Leith as she appeared in The Brain That Wouldn't Die. Originally my exposure to this movie came in the form of the Whose Line game Film Dub, where the cast basically pulls an MST3K by providing their own commentary over footage of public domain B-Movies. Never mess with a winning formula, folks. Even back then, the image of this hauntingly gorgeous woman's head kept alive on a mad scientist's table stuck with me. All of that was before I discovered the bonkers plot of the movie. In this story, the head doesn't die, Ziggy saving her and the two sparking a romance. She comes off as cold and detached only because of how her last marriage handled her. Really she loves Ziggy and is just laser focused. Fingers crossed I can do a full-fledged color picture of the oddball couple soon.

(17) BUMPER & BUTTERFLIES

Yet another remnant from a failed Sketch BOOM, albeit a different one. There's not really much to say here, it's simply another excuse for Bumper to look cute.

(18) WONDER ZIGGY & PIZZA MONSTER

Speaking of Wonder Ziggy, here he is alongside the always hungry Pizza Monster. Made these with the intention to use'm for something Christmas relayed. Obviously that didn't happen. Both ended up looking better than expected, so expect to see them again in the future.

(19) THE ORIGINAL XENA

Turns out 2024 marked a major milestone in the Clarktooniverse. Around ten years ago, I decided to finally check out the Alien franchise. Like most things horror, exposure began slowly by first checking out Markiplier's playthrough of Isolation. Seeing how passionate he was for this freaky franchise led me to finally watching the movies, the first two being excellent masterpieces rightfully loved by audiences. We don't have to discuss the sequels. Point is, my obsession with xenomorphs quickly grew. For some reason I wondered what would happen if my best buddy Crocie came into contact with one. Cue this crude sketch of a xenodile which eventually became the basis for Xena. Yes folks, Croc's daughter turned 10 last year. Happy birthday, kiddo! Here's to 10 more years of absurd adventures!

(20) MALEFIDOT

I know you, I waltzed with you once upon a dream. Or rather, once upon an absurd suggestion by @burningthrucelluloid. Couldn't tell you how exactly this idea came to be, other than it combines my favorite character from Steven Universe with my favorite Disney villain. Like I said; weird-ass imagination. XD

(21) CONFUSED COW

No doubt this was the look on Jim Cummings's face when Mr-Herp-Derp asked him to sign my Supercow pic at Comic Con this year.

(22) APES TOGETHER STRONG

Dawn of the Planet of the Apes was all my mind could focus on back in 2014. Rise was already a fantastic film when its sequel surpassed every expectation. And then some! The fact that Andy Serkis was never nominated for an Oscar is a sign that humanity really is screwed. If nothing else, it's leagues better than this year's Kingdom of the Planet of the Apes, which felt like a soulless retread of themes found in prior entries. Still, I'm not here to bash on newer sequels. For now this was yet another drawing from 19 year old Clark rescued from sta.sh.

(23) TEENAGE MUTANT NINJA BUMPER

Ninja Turtles turned 40 last year. By now it's safe to say their teenage years are long gone. My wish was to draw some spectacular piece celebrating the occasion. This was the closest I got. Ah well, maybe when the Turtles are 50.

(24) ZOMBEAGLE

Rounding things out is this psychotic pooch plush toy for a yuletide one shot held during December. Years of Alec badgering me to give Dungeon Mastering a try, I set up a short seasonal story loosely based on Jingle All the Way for my friends. On the final week before Christmas, everybody and their grandmother is out looking for the Holiday's hottest toy, Zombeagle. Whiny parents forced it's recall back in the 90s before vit became viral on ClockFace. Now our players must fight to see who leaves Barney's Toy Box with their prize. Said players include Alec as the cyborg goblin Vrellunk, @Foxhatart playing her ponysona Autumn Scribble, @JetProject portraying the multiversal menace Pic Shell, @Mr-Herp-Derp dealing damage as the hyper-evolved dino Stokes, and @princessofDisney27 thinking outside the box with her magical princess turned mother Heather Heartland. In the end, Fox won the battle but Hannah left with the toy. All got a happy ending, myself included. Plans are already set out for a sequel and a full-length campaign, though that's a discussion for later this year...

MAY THE GLASSES BE WITH YOU!

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[moociaoafterdark]

OKAY, twt is back for me, so, as promised, Vidyadhara body horror pregnancy thread is being reposted here~ I did correct some typos and added a couple of things, but it's mostly the same!

TW: Honkai Star Rail, body horror (duh), pregnancy (duh x2), mentions of sex (no description), unwanted/nonconsensual pregnancy, death, blood, mentioned/implied incest, implied child neglect, implied child abuse.

Haven't posted about HSR in a long while. Let's fix that.

Vidyadharas getting what they wanted and finally getting the ability to reproduce after a deal with the Aeon.

All is well, until the first successful conception, where they learn the inherit body horror of pregnancy.

Humans, foxians, all other species made it look so easy. So blissful. Those full bellies that harbor life in them, the smiles of happy mothers caressing their stomachs as they went on and on about the plans for their little ones.

That's not to mention families that already had their babies, those swaddled chirping things, with big eyes and fat rosy cheeks.

Vidyadharas felt jealous. Why couldn't they experience the same joy?

When the parents die, their children would take their place. That's how those species survived, that's how their numbers grew.

When a vidyadhara dies for good, there will be no one to replace them. Why? Why make them eternal without granting them proper immortality?

So, after hundreds of thousands of years the silent, secret wish of vidyadharas was finally fulfilled. They took to the celebration, with parties that evolved into orgies being a constant for a good long while.

It is not long before the first cases of pregnancies have happened.

But it was not what they expected.

It was far from what the other species had.

And of course vidyadharas were different once more. They were never supposed to have kids, after all. It was a rebellion against their very nature.

And nature was now punishing them for their transgression.

Instead of full bellies, vidyadhara babies clung to their parent's skin, like parasites, veins and tissue fusing colliding with the parent's like thick veins.

Instead of joyful smiles and pregnancy glow, you could see the life being drained from the parent's body, as the little one needed it far more than they did. Difficulty walking, vomiting, hair falling out, nails chipping away, being unable to hold their own urine and feces in.

They were dying. Slowly.

And yes. Parent's.

Both male and female vidyadharas could fall victim to this awful fate, no matter what set of genitals they had. It doesn't even matter who the partner, other parent, was. A male vidyadhara could wind up like this after a night with his loyal wife.

They weren't blessed. They were cursed.

Slowly, as the weeks dragged by, the child grows, weighing heavily on its parent. They can no longer walk, they can't even use a wheelchair. All they can do now and lay and wait.

Wait for the moment of birth that they know will end them.

By the time when all was ready, the parent was no more than an empty husk. Still alive, their heart still beats, but they can't move, can't talk, can barely breathe.

Meanwhile, the giant red writhing mass is pulsing with excitement. If you listen closely, you can hear it coo.

Finally, the parent lets out a series of choked out screams and shrieks as their body bursts open. It's a far more slow process, far slower than that of other species, because unlike their children, the vidyadhara young has to make a way for themselves.

It's really no different than hatching from an egg, except the egg was once a person, with desires, flaws, strengths and dreams.

By the time it's all over, the parent feels light and burdenless once more. Though for a very short time.

They gasp and look at their child for the first and last time, before drawing and letting out their last breath.

In the end, it's as it always has been for vidyadharas. A life after life.

Nothing changed. It was all for nothing.

The children from such pregnancy are nothing like the normal vidyadharas. The other species said that they looked like byproducts of inbreeding. Those children were slow, ugly, looked as if they have been horribly mutated. Deformed. Wrong.

They looked neither like the mighty dragons nor the valiant humans.

They were... things. Things that robbed a person of bodily autonomy and took their life all for themselves.

So ungrateful. So useless.

[viviloveschilde]

𝐒𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐲 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐞~♡

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: none (its pure fluff ᐠ( ᐛ )ᐟ)

Already proof read

This is actually my very first post making a fan fiction about childe because after all, he is my best boi. After reading many fluffy posts of Childe, inspiration struck so I decided to make a Tumblr so that I can bless everyone else with fluffy stuff. This fic is rlly adorable, hope you like it~

-Vi

~𝙚𝙣𝙟𝙤𝙮~

Just when you were about to fall asleep, a small creak could be heard from the door of the bedroom that you shared with childe.

"Y/n...I'm home~"

You sleepily opened your eyes, only to find your lover, Childe, with a box of chocolates in an adorable, pink, heart-shaped box. He had gone to Snezhnaya to serve the Tsarista and had finally came back.

A small excited shriek could be heard coming out of of your rosy lips as you jumped into childe's arms.

Childe lovingly caressed your soft cheeks and sighed happily while putting the chocolates on the bedside table.

"Awww...you missed me, didn't you honey? "

You bobbed your head up and down, signalling that you did miss him dearly. After all, all the letters you wrote to him while he was in Snezhnaya weren't enough to suffice while he was away. Finally having him in your arms was a familiar feeling but it gave you pure comfort to know that he was safe and sound.

Without a moment to waste, you pulled him onto your shared bed. It felt so cold and empty without him, but finally, the warmth from his muscular body radiated through your whole soul.

Small kisses were planted onto your nose as he softly whispered

"Im here now darling...I'm sorry for leaving for so long but it is my duty as a harbinger to serve the Tsarista."

"It's fine...as long as you come home and give me my cuddles, I'll be fine~"

You jokingly remarked. Suddenly,a small yawn escaped your mouth. Childe looked at you and smiled.

"It's sleep time for my adorable sleepy head~"

He climbed into bed with you under the soft silky sheets. Finally, he was there. You did not need to use his pillow as a substitute for him. You clinged on to him like a koala and let your head rest on his shoulder, inhaling the sweet, woody scent of his cologne before falling into your deep slumber, comforted that childe was next to you.

~END~

𝑻𝑨𝑮𝑺 𝑩𝑬𝑳𝑶𝑾 ●

[cursedbluebird]

Celebrating TOA and the people who contribute to make our group what it is.

Repost, don't reblog. Only fill in what you feel comfortable sharing!

Happy anniversary, TOA! Here's to many more years spent together.

tagging: you

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Name: Rosie

Pronouns: she/her

Birthday (no year): March 24

Where are you from? What is your time zone? Nebraska, CST

Roleplay experience: since 2009

Got any pets? Freya and Bast the naughtiest kitties in the universe

Favorite time of year: Fall

Some interests and things you like: sewing, thinking way too much about clothes

Some funfacts & trivia about you: - I wrote my undergrad thesis on the progression fashion of the 20th c, but I am terrible about keeping up on modern fashion

What non-Fire Emblem games do you play? L E G E N D O F Z E L D A.... I love Majora's Mask... Hero of Time my beloved baby boy..... I also love Okami so much. I'm a sucker for fairy tales and mythology.

Favorite Pokemon type & Pokemon: I'm actually not a big pokemon person! I started with Y. Ghosts and Psychic are my faves, particularly Mimikyu, Meowstic, and Hoopa. Gengar is also shaped like a friend :)

How did you get into Fire Emblem? I had been interested in the series since the GBA days but it wasn't until I got my 3ds and awakening that I got the chance to play a game.

What Fire Emblem games have you played? Awakening, Conquest & Birthright, 3H, Shadows of Valentia

First Fire Emblem game: Awakening

Favorite Fire Emblem game: Fates or 3H

Any Fire Emblem crushes? Oh my God Niles hi tee-hee... Tho Seteth damage art did get me into playing feh... And uh... My husband does look like Xander ...and his name is.... Alexander........🥴 I've posted my questionable taste in fe characters you can find it in the chat if you search

If you’ve played the following games, who was your first S support? - Awakening: Chrom- Fates: oh good God idr.... Kaze? I know I did Niles in one run... Did I do Stahl in Birthright? Kaze in conquest and Stahl in Birthright sounds right- Three Houses: Dimitri - Engage: haven't played engage. Place your bets for fun

Favorite Fire Emblem class: I like the magic classes! Healing and attacking! Tho Camilla's malig knight does have a special place in my heart 💜

If you were a Fire Emblem character, what would be your class? Dark magic user...I do not escape the goth aesthetic.... Unfortunately I am too much of a noodle to be a malig knight 😞

If you were a Three Houses character, what would be your affiliation? Fear the Deer!!! (Side note, bless my luck bc when I ordered a leftover bundle from fodlans fables I got the deer. A cosplayer I look up to also offered me her deer pin from the fe3h preorder bonus which had me 🥹)

If you were an Engage character, which Emblem would you Engage with? I don't know what this means but I copied this from Erica and her answer was funny.

How did you find TOA? I track the Marianne tag on Tumblr and saw the previous Marianne drop. The old shit post emblem group I was in was falling apart and I thought it would be nice to join a new one.

Current TOA muses: Marianne, Camilla, Triandra

Who was your first TOA muse? If you don’t have them anymore, could you see yourself picking them up again? Marianne my cursed little blue bird 💙 I've thought about dropping her, thinking that maybe someone else would do a better job, but I just can't let her go.

Have you had any other TOA muses? Other than cami and Tria nope

Do you think you have a type of character you gravitate towards? Um??? I don't know? I got told that Tria was a Rosie muse when I reserved her so I guess y'all know better than me lol

What do you believe you enjoy writing the most? I like writing horror and setting the scene :) my favorite part about combat events is describing the creatures we're facing from my characters pov

Favorite TOA-related memory: What Kent told Mari in her first lore event about the importance of healers have lived rent free in my memory since it happened. Also Griss trying to blow himself up in the arena and despite his best efforts not succeeding.

Got any delusions that didn’t see the light of day in TOA that you’d like to share? Charlotte is one I've thought about and is the one most likely to send Triandra packing....there are an awful lot of men at the academy who would do a great job taking care of her and her family 😏