#can confirm they are very squishy :)

[lets-try-some-writing]

I got the image of the Jack, Miko and Rafael learning to imitate Distressed/terrified Sparkling cries and using them against the decepticons. It’s a very efficient defense mechanism. Every cybertronian who heard them is freaking out because oh primus how is the squishy thing making that noise and I gotta protect it at all costs. The sheer chaos that would ensue as the ‘protect/rescue the sparkling’ programming kicks in full force.

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The vehicons are clustered at the other end of the room panicking. They don’t know what to do. The human sparklings are looking right at them and making distress noises. The guilt is killing them.

Knockout going “is the car form less alarming?! If I turn into a car will you stop seeing me as the threat?!”

Breakdown is having a breakdown.

Starscream pinned to the wall on the other side of the room having an internal crisis. He doesn’t like this. Make it stop.

Soundwave makes no noise but you can FEEL the sheer distress radiating off of him.

Megatron is frozen. No thoughts, head empty. He’s not moving at all. He doesn’t know how to handle this.

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The autobots have mixed feelings about this. They’re glad the kids have a way of defending themselves but please don’t do it near them. They’re stressed out enough as it is.

(This might sound kinda dumb but I thought it was kinda funny. Very tired while writing this)

Wait no this is actually brilliant.

The Decepticons never anticipated their long buried parental nature to be used against them. No one did. But they day the human children turned up on the battlefield looking far too confident, every Bot and Con present had the all encompassing feeling that something was terribly wrong. Their suspicions were quickly confirmed when, before the Decepticons could do much of anything to get the relics they were after, Rafael began to wail.

Normally, human screams meant nothing. But there was a certain pitch that sounded so close to a cry of distress from a sparkling that, to warriors who had not heard a sparkling in millennia, it was enough to send them running to help. In this case, the issue was only compounded as the children scattered like mice and started making the same noises. The Decepticons could hardly focus on the Autobots booking it to the relics as they frantically tried to locate the fictitious sparklings calling for aid.

The Vehicons managed to get to Jack, but he just kept looking up at them defiantly. Every time one of the dozen or so Vehicons on the field tried to grab him, blast him, or otherwise hurt him, Jack would chirp like a sparkling and send all of them scurrying back. It wasn't cute to the Vehicons. Having never seen actual sparklings but still having the coding needed to adore them, they looked at Jack and saw a weird frame-walker. They weren't sure what to do about it except try to haul themselves away while also keeping a vague circle around the human male.

Miko on the other hand made it a point to chase after Megatron and Soundwave, screeching like a sparkling about to be shredded. Neither stopped for her, but Megatron completely lost his train of thought every time that screech rang out. He could have been aiming at Optimus with a perfect head shot and he would be unable to fire as Miko's distressed sounds rang out in his audials. He KNEW she wasn't a sparking. His coding wasn't even that strong. But by Primus, hearing her screech was the same as watching a civilian get run over by a bus, repeatedly. Focus was impossible.

Soundwave wasn't much better. He didn't react outwardly, but the slowing of his steps and the way he tried to sidestep Miko gave away his distress. He avoided her like the plague, trying to refocus but being unable to really get far as Miko screamed like a demon. It was a fight against the Unmaker himself to keep Soundwave from bolting over to collect the sparkling who sounded so very upset.

Rafael, for his part, followed Miko's lead and harassed the other three members of High Command most often found out on the field. Breakdown ran screaming the moment Rafael started chirping at him. This was both out of fear of the frame-walker and to escape the inevitable overreaction of his coding. He may or may not have attempted parkour once or twice to get as far away from the smallest of the humans as possible.

Knockout tried to ignore Rafael when the kid chirped up at him, he really really did. But how does one ignore the Cybertronian equivalent of a soaking wet kitten meowing up at you? Simply put: you don't. Knockout gave in and quickly dropped down to try and soothe the non-existent sparkling every. single. time. Rafael pulled his noise trickery. He never fails to panic and attempt to flash colorful things at Rafael to get him to stop. Every Decepticon has since been endlessly disappointed in him.

Starscream, being terrified of things that really shouldn't be there, took the skies the instant the trio began screeching. Nope. Not today Unicron. He'll get the mission done or get the heck out of dodge to avoid coding coming online. He doesn't need empty nest syndrome on top of a crippling case of "I Love Power." He also doesn't need to deal with the horrific mental image of a squishy somehow managing to sound like a sparkling. Nope. Nope. NOPE.

The Autobots are grateful the kids can protect themselves a bit now. But by Primus, they have known NO peace since the kids figured it all out.

[fandom-go-round]

bg3 companions + their reactions to finding out they knocked up fem tav? 👀 (for the ladies we can say they're trans or it's magic)

I wrote my boy first because he’s the best, can you guess who it is? Hint: He’s my first romance. No guess for you lovely requestor because you know too much LOL

Also I’m ignoring cannon endings here because we want to end up happy with babies. No angst here, begone!

Warnings: Implied Sex, Implied Sexual Situations, Pregnant Tav, Babies, Pregnancy Thing (Morning Sickness)

Astarion:

At first, he thinks that you’re joking. Vampires can’t have children after all, that’s a pretty basic fact. When you’re insistent, part of him wants to accuse you of cheating, as much as it pains him. That’s a part of him still tainted by Cazador and he muffles it as best he can. Astarion is going to insist you go to a healer together; if you’re not pregnant, something must be going on you need help with. When Shadowheart confirms you’re with child, he’s at a loss. Astarion doesn’t know what to say, truly.

After the initial shock, he goes on the hunt for anything and everything about human-vampire babies. The records are hard to find and some are locked far, far away but he finds them all. He can be very persuasive after all. It’s in one of these books that he figures out how you two made a baby; he’s going to be very careful taking your blood from now on. Speaking of, Astarion will refuse to drink from you while you pregnant, no ifs ands or buts. This is a firm boundary for him, even if you smell more and more delicious the farther along you get.

The pregnancy is hard and Astarion is afraid he’s going to lose you. The birth is especially gruesome and it’s only because of Shadowheart and Halsin that you’re alive. He wants to resent the baby for how you suffered but he can’t, they’re just too perfect. He’s afraid of getting too close, of tainting this little thing but you refuse to let him be apart. The first time he holds your child he weeps and it’s over. Astarion is always going to struggle with his emotions and feelings about being a father but never about how much he loves them. Also, he’s completely in charge of their wardrobe; you’re going to have the best-looking baby in the entire city hands down.

Gale:

Gale was always on the fence about kids. Sure they’re cute but they’re also loud and he struggles to take care of himself, let alone a little squishy creature. That doesn’t mean he’s upset when you tell him you’re pregnant, not at all. He’s just doing furious calculations in his mind and it looks like he’s crashed. Give his brain a moment to reset and he’ll give you a large grin and lean down to kiss you. Tara is the first person the two of you tell and she’s excited, vowing to be the baby’s protector. Gale loves her even more which is quite the feat. His mother is next and she immediately starts offering help. He just can’t get over how perfect his family is, it feels like a dream sometimes. 

He takes a very technical approach to your pregnancy, like everything. Gale is reading all of the baby books and using all of the tracking charts he can get his hands on. He even goes to talk to midwives, wanting an expert opinion. It’s very sweet of him but you have to remind him that all babies grow at their own pace. He just wants to be the best dad he can and for him, that means more information. It is funny to watch him change a diaper for the first time but he never backs down from a challenge! Maybe he can use magic…?

He’s a mess when you actually go into labor. Gale swore he would be with you the entire time and then passed out in the final moments. He wakes up to a healthy baby and immediately starts crying. He enjoys being a dad, especially teaching your child new things. Your kid is going to have a huge curious streak that Gale will feed with vigor. He doesn’t consciously want your kid to be a wizard but would be overjoyed to have more in common with them.

Wyll:

Wyll is over the moon, as surprised as he is. Kids are something that he’s always wanted to have eventually and with you, his favorite person? What could go wrong? Of course, he’ll hear out your concerns if you have any and can have difficult conversations around pregnancy and child birth. One benefit of being a noble is that he has resources to help; whatever you want will be yours. He’s nervous to tell his dad but once the older man starts to tear up, he knows that he’s made a good choice. Wyll wants his family to be whole and happy.

He’s a chronic hoverer, as cute and frustrating as that is. Even in the early stages of pregnancy Wyll will try to do everything for you; moving a trunk? He’s got that, don’t strain yourself. Trying to cook dinner? Let him help you love. Be firm that you can do things yourself and he’ll back off. Just know that when you turn to ask him for help he’ll be waiting in the wings to be your hero. He’s also a pro at helping you figure out cravings. Wyll won’t complain if you wake him up in the middle of the night to go get something from the kitchen. He loves wrapping his arms around you from behind and rocking together; you being in his arms is his favorite thing.

He’s a trooper during the birth, being there the entire time. It takes a long time and he does worry but he encourages you and is your personal cheerleader. He can’t stop smiling after the baby is born, tracing their cheeks and forehead. As much as it would be funny to say Wyll struggles with being a dad, he really doesn’t. He loves your child so much, you’re surprised he never brought up kids in the first place. He is very much the definition of doting father but don’t let that fool you, he takes no disrespect, especially towards you. You’re the ruler of the house and Wyll is your backup. He’s the perfect mix of fun and strict dad. Now if he can convince you to have others…

Karlach:

Karlach is over the moon when you find our you’re pregnant. She had noticed you felt off and encouraged you to go to the doctor. Neither of you were expecting the baby news, as silly as it sounds. That doesn’t stop her form immediately lifting you up with a loud ‘whoop!’ and spinning your around the room. She loves babies! She loves you! This is going to be great.

She insists on redoing a room just for the baby. Even if their crib is going to be in your room for the first few months, Karlach wants your kid to have their own space. She paints the walls, builds all the furniture, everything. She asks for you opinion on decorations and doesn’t do anything without checking with you first but it’s her labor of love. It’s also her project for when she gets anxious thinking about the future. What is something goes wrong with her heart? What if something is wrong with the baby? What is the birth is too much for you? All of these thoughts get washed away in making the baby’s room perfect and then she goes to talk to you.

Karlach helps as much as she can during the birth aka you kick her (lovingly) into the hall to go grab towels so she stops hovering. When she gets back the baby is almost here and there’s no time to panic, just watch with wide eyes. She thinks you’re even more of a badass for going through all that and asks to hold the baby fist. Karlach cries holding them; they’re so cute and small and they’re the perfect mix of the two of you. She’s defiantly going to be the fun mom and there will be moments where it feels like you have two kids to scold. She takes safety very seriously, however, and is the first to lecture about stranger danger. Your kid will never feel unloved or unsafe, Karlach swears it on her life. This is her family now and no one else can have them.

Lae’zel:

Lae’zel struggles with the news that you’re having a baby. Partly because she never thought that she could have kids and the other part because she’s terrified about being a mom. She wasn’t raised in a traditional Faerunian way; no where on the continent can be compared to being raised Gith. She needs time to process on her own and it’ll be a few days before she comes back ready to talk. Take her concerns seriously and, if you truly want to keep the baby, she’ll raise them with you. She loves you after all.

It takes her a bit to understand all the changes your body is going through. It’s horrifying and amazing to watch your stomach swell and she loves gently cradling your bump as it grows. She doesn’t know what to do about the crying, except when someone else makes you cry. Then it’s easy: she wants to kill them. That usually makes you laugh and you’re able to talk her out of bodily harm. You do have some nice shop discounts now. Lae’el is very much your guard dog and she fulfills her position with pride.

The entire birthing process just shows Lae’zel that you’re the strongest person she knows. She’s completely impressed by how you handle everything and has a new respect for moms everywhere. She still thinks it’s gross and inefficient but badass all the same. Lae’zel is a strict mom but soft in her own way. She’s still learning to be kind to herself and the world around her. Your child will never feel the brunt of her frustration or confusion; they will, however, be able to swing a sword much too young. She beams with pride the first time your child beheads a training dummy and you know, deep deep down, that the two of them going to be trouble.

Shadowheart:

She starts to notice the signs before you do, honestly. At first it’s little things; you’re tired quicker, you’re more sensitive to certain smells. The big one is that you start to get morning sickness, frequently. Shadowheart finally sits you down after the fifth morning in a row over a bucket and checks you over. You’re pregnant all right, not doubt there. She’s going to be as surprised as you; you were both good about protection. Surprise baby!

She’s fairly neutral about kids. She never thought that she would have any, serving Shar, but now there’s a little more appeal to them. The pooping and crying she could live without but the idea of there being someone made up of the two of you? Shadowheart likes the idea more than she would admit out loud. She starts researching pregnancy healing the midwifery right away; she doesn’t have a lot of expertise with babies but she is a healer.

Shadowheart insists on delivering your baby herself. She wants to be a part of this and while you’re going to be doing the hard part, she wants to support you. If you have an issue, she will relent but has to be in the room. Your delivery is flawless and as she holds the bloody baby in her hands, she feels full. Of love and hope and excitement, all those emotions she once would have sworn off. For the first time since you’ve found out you’re pregnant, she’s excited to be a mom. She’s a strict but loving mom, teasing her kid and embarrassing them in public (just a little, like a cheek pinch). Shadowheart loves singing to your kids, something neither of you knew until now. Your house is full of love and laughter and singing, just perfect.

[regressionschool]

little women: common change

The park is quiet, a gentle breeze rustling through the trees as you and Valerie take a break from your walk. She's sprawled out on the bench, her pink sundress flaring around her as she covers her face with both hands, trying to hide her embarrassment. "Val, I can see that wet line from here," you tease with a soft chuckle, tapping the side of her thigh lightly. The diaper, peeking out from beneath her dress, is clearly soggy, the little blue indicator line boldly visible against the white padding. The squishy sound of it shifting as she moves only confirms it further. "Someone had a little too much juice, huh?"

She groans from behind her hands, her face flushed. "S-stop it," she whines, her voice muffled. "I didn’t even realize..."

"Well, now we both know," you say playfully. “Looks like it’s time for a change, princess.”

Her blush deepens as she lifts her hands slightly, peeking through her fingers. “Here? On the bench?” she asks, her voice tinged with nervousness.

You shrug casually and pull out the fresh diaper from the bag, setting it down next to her with an exaggerated thump, making sure she knows exactly what’s coming next. “Of course, here. No point in walking all the way back to the car. Besides,” you add with a grin, “it’s not like anyone hasn’t seen a Little getting changed before.”

Valerie lets out another embarrassed groan, but she obediently shifts herself on the bench, lifting her hips just enough to let you slide the changing mat beneath her. She keeps her arms over her face, trying to hide as you carefully untape the wet diaper, the slight squish of the soaked padding making her cringe.

"You're so dramatic," you tease, giving her a gentle poke on her exposed thigh. "It's just a diaper change. You've done this plenty of times now, Val.“ She squirms a little, her embarrassment clear. "I know... it’s just... out here..."

“Hey, it’s the new normal,” you remind her, lifting her legs with one hand as you slide the soggy diaper out and roll it up. “You’re a Little now, and this is what Littles do. No big deal.” You smile as you clean her up, taking your time, partly to tease her and partly because you know it embarrasses her just a little bit more. Valerie's face remains buried in her hands as you secure the fresh diaper around her waist, the tapes crinkling as they fasten snugly. Once done, you pat the front of the diaper with a grin. “All set, squirmy.”

She finally peeks out from behind her hands, the pink still dusting her cheeks, but there's a small, shy smile tugging at her lips. “You’re so mean,” she huffs, sitting up and smoothing down her dress.

“Mean? I think I’m being very helpful,” you say, ruffling her hair playfully as you pack up the supplies. “Besides, you’d be walking funny if I left you in that soggy thing any longer.”

Valerie just giggles, leaning into your side as you both sit on the bench, the embarrassment slowly melting away.

[hollyhomburg]

Cute headcannon but I do think that when the m/c is in omegaspace, she develops a kind of attachment to those cute little innocent tictok songs like “there’s an axolotle on the pink stairs” “itsy bee” and “I love my body from my head to my toes” and yoongi and tae are only too happy to indulge her by singing it. all low and dulcet tones over the top of her head, sandwiched between the two of them all hazy and happy, brain soft fuzzy.

So far down that she cannot! Sing along! But she still shifts and nuzzles happily mouthing at their throats. Shivering each time their harmony gets just so. And one day while they’re trying to get the m/c up and out of omegaspace, maybe it’s the packs anniversary or they’re all going out to do something for one of their birthdays.

it’s fine if she’s slightly squishy around the edges while they’re in public but the pack generally prefer it when she’s not. just because they get a little too protective and it’s not generally deemed /appropriate/. the standards of society are such that omegas in omegaspace belong at home in the nest for their health.

And tae and yoongi are trying but it’s so hard, she just keeps giggling and leaning into them, shaking her head when they ask her what she wants to wear. And maybe she even tries to go back into the nest only to be wrestled out by jungkook and carried into the dressing room. Ignoring her squeals as jk heaves her over his shoulder “come on pup, you can’t have your omega carry you everywhere” and she can barely respond with a slightly bratty. “🥺 but I’m pup”

And yoongi and tae leave for a moment- maybe when someone calls for both of them from the bathroom to sort out tickets and check confirmation. And when they come back to her she’s got hobi helping her get dressed sat on the edge of taes makeup desk, an extra large fuzzy sweater that’s one of theirs tugged over her head and a pair of thermals nearby. The long hem of the sweater leaving only a little of her upper thigh showing. and they’re both singing, so both of them pause to listen

although the m/c is doing so very very quietly and with a cute little lisp that is very reminiscent of jks lisp. And both of them just pause and indulge. listening to them sing the “she’s so brave, she’s well behaved, she is not afraid! She’s wonderful, She’s a good girl, she is my whole world” song, both of them kinda a bit teary eyed listening to hobi be so soft with her, and maybe he goes in for a kiss and she giggles and pushes his face away and they kinda like play wrestle!

And by the end of it she’s giggling and telling hobi that his kisses are icky (very jokingly cuz he responds “too bad cuz I’m coming for your forhead”) and she’s actually big enough to go out with them! Hobi was successful! She’s still certainly clingy but luckily there is no shortage of hands to hold or alphas to hide behind if things get overwhelming.

[electricneonvalkyrie]

How to Lose Abby Anderson in 10 Ways (and 10 Ways to Keep Her Instead)

Let’s do some red flags and green lights for our favourite girl. I feel like this list could be so much longer, but here are the ones I consider the top contenders. Happy New Year, my friends. Stay hungry, stay free, and do the best you can.

🚩 Break Her Trust

• Loyalty and honesty are everything to Abby. Betraying her confidence, lying to her, or keeping major secrets would absolutely shatter the fragile foundation of trust she builds with others.

🚩 Dismiss Her Emotions

• We all know that Abby often suppresses her feelings, so if she opens up, minimizing her emotions would cut her so deeply. She desires someone who listens and validates her struggles, even if she doesn’t say it outright.

🚩 Exploit Her Guilt

• Abby shoulders heavy guilt, especially surrounding her dad and the things she resorts to for survival. Using her past mistakes or fears against her would push her away completely.

🚩 Abandon Her When She’s Vulnerable

• Abby is a fiercely independent girl, but isolation hits hard because of it. Leaving her when she finally lets her guard down or needs support would confirm her worst fear: that she’s better off alone.

🚩 Disrespect Her Dedication

• It’s no secret that Abby pours herself into her passions. Belittling her work ethic, mocking her routines, or not appreciating her discipline would feel like a slap in the face.

🚩 Take Her for Granted

• Abby gives her heart and soul to the people she loves, often at the expense of her well-being. Not reciprocating her care or showing her she’s appreciated would leave her feeling used and rejected.

🚩 Force Her to Confront Her Trauma

• Abby overcomes her pain on her own terms. Forcing her to relive or address her trauma before she’s ready would corner her and make her feel suffocated.

🚩 Devalue the People She Loves

• This girl doesn’t have much to her name, but her personal relationships? They are monumental to her. Insulting her friends, father, or chosen family would be a surefire way to lose her trust and respect.

🚩 Deny Her Solitude

• Abby needs time to process her emotions and recharge. Clinging to her, demanding constant attention, or invading her space too early in a relationship or when she’s under immense pressure would make her feel trapped. Boundaries, people.

🚩 Underestimate Her Depth

• If there’s anything Abby despises, it’s when a girl gloats to her friends about her physique. She loves looking good for you; she adores that her strength and dedication makes you all hot and bothered, but using her tough exterior and let’s be honest, the pain she inflicts on herself as a bragging chip is an instant turnoff. If you want to lose her, dismiss her complexities.

💚 Earn Her Trust and Keep It

• Abby guards her trust like we’re in the goddamn medieval times. If she gives it to you, she’s loyal to the core. Show her you’re dependable, honest, and someone she can lean on in her darkest moments.

💚 Be Patient with Her Vulnerability

• Please, for the love of God, let her open up on her own terms. Abby is not the type to bare her soul easily. If you create a safe, nonjudgmental space for her, that soft, squishy side we all know and love will come pouring out.

💚 Support Her Passions

• She’s a gym girlie. Period. Whether it’s because she’s fashioned herself into a super-weapon or because it’s where she goes to deal with the darkness between her ears, it’s her life. Join her in the gym and she’ll worship the ground you walk on. But at the very least, encourage her to pursue her passions wholeheartedly.

💚 Be Her Rock When She’s Struggling

• Abby is not invincible. Yeah, she’s a tough nut. But she’s a whole lotta sensitive deep down. Simply being there for her as she works through the weight of her guilt and her trauma is what will take you from girlfriend to wife material in a millisecond.

💚 Surprise Her Thoughtfully

• I don’t envision Abby as materialistic in any universe, but does she appreciate the hell out of meaningful gestures and small treasures? Undeniably. A book of poetry, a flower you picked, or a home-cooked meal after a brutal day… she’s melting in your hands as we speak.

💚 Show Affection Through Actions

• You want to wake up next to Abby with the promise of a plate of waffles and a hot cup of coffee in bed after she properly makes you feel like the delicious princess you are? Braid her hair. Wash her gym towels and pack her bag. Sneak a little love note inside one of the pockets. She might just cut her weight training session short to show you how much she appreciated the effort.

💚 Be Her Partner, Not Her Savior

• Come on now, my sweet fellow lesbians. I know it’s fun to fantasize, but this girl does NOT need rescuing. What she really needs? A woman who can stand beside her as an equal. If you share her burdens without trying to take over, she’ll trust you implicitly.

💚 Share Quiet Moments

• Abby thrives through quiet intimacy. She’s not a heavy PDA girl and I think there are many reasons for this. Lying in bed with her while she reads, and you dive headfirst into your favourite hobby is a moment of connection she’ll look forward to every single day.

💚 Embrace Her Romantic Side

• If there’s any character in TLOU who happens to be a secret romantic dreamer, it’s Abigail looks up at you through her lashes flirtatiously Anderson. Lean heavily into her softer, affectionate tendencies and she’ll be slow dancing with you in the kitchen at 2am whispering sweet nothings in your ear in no time.

💚 Laugh With Her

• This might actually be the key to her seeing you in a new light, beyond friendship. Abby is a sassy, sarcastic little (tall and gorgeous) shit sometimes and her playful sense of humor often disguises her emotional intensity. But she loves to play. Laughing with her and not taking life too seriously helps lighten her world and will strengthen your bond like no other.

✨️BONUS GREEN LIGHT✨️

💚 Let Her Lead, but Stand Your Ground

• Abby is used to being in control, if for no other reason than necessity. She’s a fierce protector, and in her heart of hearts, she sees herself as your guardian. Your shieldmaiden. She wants to be that for you. But she respects a woman who has their own voice and can meet her strength with their own.

Also, call her out on her shit from time to time, alright? She likes it. Maybe a little too much.

[thoughtsonkm]

Bye Jeju, you've been good..

Eyes always on the prize Jungkookssii mm

The trio was really wholesome in some moments but I'm so ready for Jikook's cozy winter times. It's literally their default setting.

This type of lighthearted mood and way of talking about the topic brings me peace for them. They looked relieved and confident in their choice to stay together. I don't know if they actually knew since September about the lottery verdict or they were just manifesting real hard ahead of time because in their mind there's no way they're separating (like no we don't accept any other answer than being together) but either way what matters is the result and their content feeling.

The way Tae was on the phone the whole time like 'yeah I've heard your enlistment talk 348392 times already' 😂 There really is a sort of "danger" to them having only one extra person on the table cause they get too engulfed in each other. They need a big group when they go out or else 1-2 ppl will feel kinda alienated lol

Jimin in this dark flannel fit got the whole fandom in shambles and rightfully so.

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Gotta say every time Jimin entertains Jungkook going on and on about topics he knows/has info about, my fondness for them reaches a whole new peak 🥹

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I get they were trying to display their strength with their typical pool shenanigans but Jungkook?? You need to chill man there's plenty of other ways to "help a man from drowning" 😂(could this type of insane underwater hair grab be considered bf privileges? lol)

This towel scene is so 'boys' coded but also a little frisky you feel me? It just has that vibe you know..

This episode's cuddle was kinda my favourite so far tbh (the CT one is in its own hall of fame given how it was more of a hungry feast than a cuddle). Idk why it just felt very soft, squishy and needy.

NOW THIS is a confirmation about the perilla leaf debacle. Kook was so careful about it I was dying laughing. It can be a risky choice HAHAHAHAHA

mimi 🤝🏻 cats kook 🤝🏻 dogs

WALK THROUGH FIRE FOR YOU, BABY I ADORE YOU 🎶

This scene was the funniest of the episode. The theatrics, the dramatics, the "asking for more sausage while Jimin was leaving". PEAK

The way he was worried about his taste buds lol. Food really is his #2 priority damn. (#1 being Jimin)

Btw this scene doesn't prove anything but the fact that their hyung-dongseang dynamic is almost ✨nonexistent✨.

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I noticed they always look at the crew in front of them after smth happens or a joke or whatever. Instead they should look at the camera and break the fourth wall, it would be so funny.

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He's been thinking about it since NYC your honor..

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Out of topic but during 3 days in Jeju we could see them from time to time with a mic in their hands, especially Jimin, but they never showed any karaoke scenes. ROBBED

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The suspense about Sapporo is not good for my liking. Like they don't need to make Japan more mystical than it is already, we know it's gonna be the softest thing ever.

Why so hush hush huh? I expect an announcement video by Sunday! (max. monday!)

Anyways..Sapporooo here we cooomeee

[meraki-sunset]

Hi Meraki!

Can you draw Carapaces at different points in their lifespan? I wanna see babies, kids, and the elderly chess pieces.

Sure bro. here are some chess people and some headcanons i have

🧸👶BABIES!👶🧸

It's not confirmed if carapace can reproduce naturally or if they can only multiply using the ectobiology machines.

On sburb, the chess people are born as adults and with a specific purpose, with a barcode on their wrist to identify the, i guess, model. So there are no babies on Prospit or Derse.

The babies the players made in the post credits would be the first carapace children to exist.

I headcanon that they're born with a full set of teeth that fall eventually, like with any other child.

They're a little more squishy than an adult carapace but less than a human baby

i also though it'd be cool if sometimes they got black or white spots

(Also, even if chess people remember living for years before the arrival of the players, they effectively began to exist the moment the first player enters the game, those memories being an illusion, same as how, when you buy a game and turn it on, the NPCs might tell you about their childhood, when in reality, they were never kids in the real world, they were rendered as adults for the purpose of being there in the game. The same happens with the chess people)

🎈🎀KIDS🚀🪁

Like before, there are no carapace children in sburb, but I imagine they would be the quiet type of kids. Not necessarily shy, but not very talkative.

They would have a lot of energy and due to their physical endurance, they would play outside a lot, sometimes a little too rough with the human and troll kids

⚽⛱️TEENS🎮👗

I guess this is the period where they would become more vocal.

Also, I can see many of them using a lot of hats/accessories as a form of self-expression.

Suction-cup accessories would be their own version of hair clips and scrunchies

👠👓ADULTS💍🎓

They're the strongest, a lot of them have more pointy features than their teenage counterparts, some may retain the round face into adulthood, but they would still be sturdier than a teen. Their hands have now fully developed claws. They aren't strong enough to open a can, but they can hurt

EarthC adult carapace specifically would be more talkative than Sburb's carapace. Also, not having a predetermined role to fulfill, they would be more similar to humans. If you dropped one of them on one of the sburb moon, they would stand out a lot.

🌙SBURB CARAPACE🌙

Just some apreciation of the canon characters.

i love them to death

👨🏻‍🦳ELDER👩🏻‍🦳

Last but not least, the elderly carapace. Sburb carapace didn't seem able to age, or at least they did so very slowly, because their purpose was to live long enough to act as sort of guides to the players after being exiled.

I suppose they can grow old eventually, specially the ones born outside the game, as babies, they most likely have a shorter lifespan that their Prospit/Derse counterparts.

Probably you can tell they're old because of the damage to their external carapace, which isn't as hard as it used to and their posture, product of time taking a tool on them.

As for wrinkles, they're only visible in their faces, which are softer for facial expression, but they don't even get that many

(also, just so you know i cried drawing the chicken grampa carapace, he knows his wife loves birds so he bought her a chicken, that's not exactly the kind of bird she expected but loves it regarthless, the chicken's name is gertrude, the grampa loves gertrude, she's a chicken orb, a chorb if you will. they're all happy, i would die for chicken-grampa)

And that's all, that's how I imagine EarthC carapace work. They're not so different from the Sburb carapace, but they get to experience growing up and deciding what to do with their lives.

i really love the species and i want to explore them more in the casu epilogue

[keischreiber]

Okay, okay. So, I think the fandom agrees that eventually, Reiner's gonna be trading his Herculean physique for a dad bod. Which makes sense given... y'all have seen his shitty father's body, right? According to Isayama, Reiner's fantastic build isn't because of his workout routine or training, but it's more because he's genetically meant to look that way.

So like... imagine how, he's trying to keep himself in good shape because he always finds it adorable and endearing how your stare chases after him.

Post Rumbling he gets into the more domestic life. While he does work, you make sure that he's well pampered. That includes him just indulging in your cooking. At first, he's very reserved about the eating. But he likes it when you cook, even if the food doesn't always come out the way that you want it too. He'd always be there to have the last piece, or the last slice, even when you tell him that he doesn't need to force himself to eat a "failed experiment". Instead of doing what you say, he instead gives you feedback on what he thinks of it, and encourages you to cook more because he enjoyed coming home to your home-cooked meals.

"I think I'm getting out of shape..." He mutters to himself after coming out of the shower and checking himself in the mirror. Pinching a good layer of fat.

There was an obvious layer of flab that wasn't there a month or two ago. With how taxing work had been, he hardly has the time to go over his workout routine due to being tired and would rather just cozy up with you and a good bowl of whatever it is that you made for the day than spend any more time away from you than he already does.

"What do you mean? You look fine." Was your only response as you looked at him.

"But don't you like the muscles... this thing right here?"

Reiner takes your hand and places it on his torso, letting you feel the abs that were at the early stages of its disappearance.

You of course blushed when he did this. Not because he called you out, but more because, he now feels more comfortable with your touch when... back then, he would flinch, not wanting you to touch the body of a murderer.

"Reiner, it's not about the muscles." You tell him, letting your hands wonder to his side so you can pinch his current dilemma. While the nice hard abs were tantalizing... the squishiness of his sides and getting a reaction from him... the small grunt, the whispered whine, the withheld moan that he just did when you gave him a squeeze or two... really did something to you. Not, forgetting of course, how his face looked when you did.

"I-it's not?" He tried confirming, a soft blush dusting his cheeks.

"It's always just been about you. Regardless of whether you've got Helos' physique or the newly installed Reiner love handles—" You were cut short for a moment, a small 'Ow' leaving your lips when he smacked your behind, mouthing off not to call it that. But you just giggled. "As I was saying before you rudely interrupted me..." You continued.

"This? All of this is you. And that's all that matters to me. Besides, gives me more to love on."

"You want... more of me to love?"

"Of course I do. Why does that even sound like a surprise to you?"

He could cry right then and there. Reiner just ends up pulling you in a tight embrace, happily smiling to himself as he smothers you with affection. To be honest, he's still having a hard time feeling that he deserved love and acceptance, but thanks to being with you everyday... he was learning to do so more and more.

And he wouldn't have it any other way.

[goodlucktai]

every high and every low

i wrote a tiny little something for @mangogreent, it isnt much but i hope you like ! happy birthday lake ! title borrowed from glad you exist by dan + shay (listen with your platonic nakamaship hat on and dissolve into seafoam with me)

read on ao3

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Luffy’s body doesn’t scar easily. It’s one of the many facets of a frankly unhinged healing factor; his body shuffles micronutrients and vitamins around like a circus clown juggling pins, wounds healing so quickly and completely that there is rarely a trace left behind.

There are, of course, exceptions to every rule. The smiling pencil-mark curve beneath his eye is one of them. The cruel, gaping burn across his chest is another.

Sanji and Chopper have spent hours going over dietary needs and goals for everyone aboard Sunny, not just their captain. But it’s their captain whose food works like a miracle in his stomach.

If Sanji thinks too long and too hard about Totto Land—about Luffy’s trembling, emaciated limbs when he handed over a disgusting, ruined bento, the way his skin plumped up and shone with good health within minutes of a meal—there are very good odds that he’ll spiral into a fit of grief or guilt or panic no matter where he is or what he’s doing at the time. So he tries not to think about it, and instead loads his captain with carbs and protein and fiber at every opportunity instead.

Suffice to say, Luffy’s skin is largely whole and undamaged, only a few faint scars scattered here and there that you wouldn’t notice if you weren’t really looking. His rubber body is a marvel, but it burns like a starving furnace, and sometimes it does him a disservice no one could have possibly seen coming.

“You don’t feel that?” Usopp says with a frown.

“Nuh-uh,” Luffy confirms blithely, watching the feather move back and forth across his arm. “If you pinch me or poke me with something sharp I will, but if it’s soft it’s like it’s not there at all.”

For a moment, everyone sits there and absorbs that information. Sanji can feel it settling over his nakama like a blanket of snow; cold and promising to pack in and be a pain in the ass to shovel through. Sanji has to readjust his understanding of the world, too. It takes him a minute.

The only touches that Luffy feels easily are the ones that hurt. That’s true for everyone, in a sense—but just because a slap might register louder and faster than a gentle touch doesn’t mean the latter doesn’t carry a weight of its own.

Sanji wonders, abruptly, if the last thing Luffy felt from him was the fight they had on Whole Cake when Sanji was desperate to free his captain of his obligations to a pathetic, useless cook—when he did everything in his power to drive him away.

Nami and Brook have joined Usopp in the game of poking Luffy’s arms and legs and squishy sides in the name of proving him wrong, finding a spot where he isn’t so thick-skinned. Brook’s phalanges drumming against his ribs make him giggle a bit, but how much of that is real feeling and how much is simply delight at all the attention and affection pointed his way?

It should be cute, but Sanji can see—and feel—it cutting everyone to the quick. Robin has closed her book, watching the scene without a smile on her face. Franky’s hands are unmoving around the great feathered monstrosity he and Usopp have been building at the table together up until this point, as if he’s forgotten he’s holding tools in the first place.

Enough is enough, Sanji decides, and sets aside his pride along with his bowl of red velvet cupcake batter and maryse spatula, moving around the counter with purpose.

“Got an idea,” he says at length and Nami scoots gamely to the side. Sanji keeps moving before he can get in his own way and takes Luffy’s round face in one work-hardened hand.

Luffy, who has been known to use his actual skull as a battering ram, usually fights with his whole chest and carries most of his injuries there, too. His face, aside from an unfortunate unsupervised incident with a knife when he was little more than a toddler with a highly questionable and often day-drunk role model, is unscarred.

Sanji brushes his thumb against Luffy’s cheek, where the skin lays very thin over sensitive nerve endings. His captain blinks up at him, brown eyes wide and trusting, every bit as if he’s looking at someone who has never hurt him before.

The crew present is watching raptly, their disquiet transforming into absurd, single-minded scrutiny. There’s a reason they’re not only living in the New World but thriving there—they’re good at adapting, at assimilating new information, at smacking the curveballs right out of the park on their second swing.

“Feel that?” Sanji asks.

Luffy tips his head curiously, just enough not to dislodge Sanji’s hand. Perfectly willing to sit still and be held when it’s his cook doing the holding.

“Kinda,” the boy says, the barest hint of a furrow forming between his brows. It’s the beginning of an epic spoiled sulk that everyone who loves him is intimately familiar with—because his nakama belong to him, and so Sanji does, and so his hand on Luffy’s face does, and it is rapidly occurring to Luffy that it’s not fair for all of those things to be true and for him not to be able to feel it.

Sanji can’t help but smile, always equal parts charmed and exasperated by the future king in a pout. He leans in and presses his mouth to the same place his thumb was, kissing the soft cheek firmly. He can almost see it when Luffy zings to attention, his overwhelming focus zeroed into that singular point of contact.

By the time Sanji straightens, Luffy is already beaming ear-to-ear.

“I felt that!”

Sanji returns to his dessert prep, perfectly satisfied with the changed world he leaves in his wake. Chopper is already clambering over the top of the table, scattering the bits and bobs of the engineers' project into an irremediable mess in his haste to bury his favorite human in fuzzy reindeer kisses, and similarly everyone else’s eyes are gleaming with promise.

Luffy’s rubber body is both a wonder and a menace, much like the golden soul it houses. But where it falls short and fails him, his friends will pick up the slack. Luffy is probably going to get his cheeks and forehead pinched and poked a lot more when he’s whining or complaining or elsewise being his annoying, incorrigible self.

But he’s also going to get kissed a lot more there, too.

[seramilla]

I can see it now, she’s training with her whip and something catches her eyes.

A couple of seraphim passing by…

Time seems to slow to a crawl as heartbeat speeds up seeing her smile and giggles at the antics of the baby seraph in her arm. And all she can think of in those crawling seconds is…

‘By the holy Father…WHO is that and what’s the cutie’s na-’

Only to get cold-clocked in the face by her whip.

Sera rushing over to her with baby Emily: “Are you okay??? That look like it hurt!”

What Carmilla says: “It was nothing, just something in my eye.”

What Carmilla is thinking: ‘Holy mother of pearl, she’s speaking to me. Be cool, Carmilla, be cool!!!’

What happens…

Sera just grabs her face.

“Oh feathers! Of course there’s something in your eye, you’re bleeding!”

Baby Emily is just giggling sensing the adoration and delight and GAY PANIC from her sister’s new friend.

Carmilla is sitting there, face turning gold as her wings FLOOMF as her brain is screaming.

‘BY THE SAINTS SHE MORE CUTE UP CLO-HOLY FUCK SHE’S HOLDING MY FACE!!!’

And then blurts this out.

��Te ves tan jodidamente sexy que el infierno no es nada comparado contigo.”

Sera stares at her completely confused then giggles a bit.

“Man you must have hit your head harder than you think, if you’re speaking Spanish.”

Carmilla stares at her more confused.

“¿De qué estás hablando? No hablo español…Qué?”

The panic sets in.

“¿Qué...qué carajo? ¡¿QUÉ CARAJO!?”

Carmilla resetting to Spanish gay panic confirmed!!! Next to Sera's fainting gay panic, they are quite the pair!!! 😂😂

💫⭐ CLICK HERE 💫⭐ for a very important visual pertaining to the aforementioned Carmilla gay panic and squishy baby Emily!!!

[lets-try-some-writing]

How would the TFP Bots feel about selective mutism/nonverbal episodes? Do they have their own form of it?

What about one of the kids going nonverbal?

I don't imagine they would be all that surprised, honestly. The bots have plenty of non-verbal means of communication, ranging from EM fields, to sign language, to internal comm links. Some bots don't have moving mouths. Others were damaged during the war. Mute or selectively silent characters aren't new or surprising in the slightest for them. They adapt and they adjust to each individual as needed. They are aliens meant to change and blend in after all.

With that said, if one of the kids went non-verbal, I also don't see the bots being all that torn up about it. They might not even recognize it as a sign of a potential issue and instead just roll with it at first. The team on Earth especially. They have lived with Bumblebee for quite a while after all.

In the event that Rafael chooses to go silent, for example, I simply cannot imagine anyone being all that concerned at first. Ratchet would continue on and accept the non-verbal cues without issue, at least until it clicked that 'oh, humans usually talk since they don't have fields'. THEN he might get concerned and start to ask questions. This goes for pretty much any member of the team. Acceptance, confusion, understanding, and right back to acceptance. They just need to confirm that the silence isn't due to anything wrong (at least in regards to injuries or mental state), then they would continue on.

If there is an actual issue, then that's a whole other can of worms involving metal giants trying their best to comfort small organic squishies who might splatter into paste if held too hard. But that aside, I do imagine that the bots learn sign language for those who need it, or barring that, adapt to become very observant when it comes to the kids if and when they go quiet. Most of the team I can see being wicked good at seeing the slightest sign of unspoken words and moving to respond and/or fulfill the quiet request.

[thr4shit]

It's headcanon time, once again, bitches!!!

Hehehehe- Marble Hornets headcanon time...

(I'm gonna start off with Alex. I might make more eventually, but my brain is primarily focused on Alex at the moment. *I may or may not be projecting, but... eh... idc right now. However, I do apologize if any of this goes against CONFIRMED CANON, as I do not know all of the canon lore, I'm still learning and I'm shit at retaining right now.*)

[headcanon list below the cut]

Alex Kralie Headcanon Stuff

He has ADHD and IED (Intermittent Explosive Disorder)

He feels really shitty after having an outburst, but doesn't really know how to properly apologize, so he just doesn't.

(whenever he used to apologize in the past, people wouldn't forgive him, and would call him a jerk, etc. so he eventually just stopped apologizing because he didn't see the point anymore.)

He has an oral fixation

(Primarily chews on pens, bites his fingernails, and bites the inside of his mouth. But he also has a keychain with all the stuff he needs, *his keys, little decorations, etc...* but also chew rings or other chewing fidgets so he can keep his fixation satisfied.)

Building on the idea of chewing on pens, he has a bag full of absolutely RUINED pens that still can write *but are chewed to all hell* because he goes through them very quickly while brainstorming.

Tim and the others *mostly Tim because Tim's the one who notices it* continuously try to stop him from chewing on the pens, but it's so habitual to him that he just doesn't.

Chews on ice and straws a lot, too.

He tried smoking once or twice but hated the smell and taste of the cigarettes. Although he still occasionally tries again, and NEVER comes around on it.

Bigender or Genderfluid ass bitch

Don't get me wrong, I also love the transfem Alex hc, but I personally lean more towards bigender or genderfluid for him.

Likes most if not all pronouns but decides not to say he uses all pronouns, instead saying that he uses he/she/they

(I'm only going to use he/him in this post because I'm tired and I also don't want to alternate at the moment because I know I'll confuse myself because of how my head is right now.)

Gender coded bracelets

Like... different colors/patterns to signal to people how he's feeling on that particular day. Preferred pronouns or even names

(bounces between/uses both Alex and Lexie)

So, so incredibly dysfunctionally Pan and Nebula

Constantly has the issue of "why are so many people attractive-" and "am I attracted to this person or are we friends?! What the fuck is the difference-"

REALLY loved Blair Witch Project when it came out. (When he was 13.)

Sparked his interest for making something with a similar genre, as he found it to be incredibly creative to film in such a way that made it seem "real"

Has a lot of interest in kids shows, but doesn't talk about them to most people.

I'm talking MLP, Sanrio/Hello Kitty/Cinnamaroll stuff, Invader Zim, etc.

He has a perfectionistic side

(I know that's basically canon already, but I have a thought as to why) He gets extremely perfectionistic with his projects because his parents didn't think he could pull off his filmmaking "dream," so, to prove them wrong; he wanted to make the BEST movie there was.

Caffeine makes him EXTREMELY tired, but he still drinks it to try to wake himself up.

He makes kandi bracelets for himself, and had some partially made for the cast of Marble Hornets, but never got around to finishing them.

Tim might've found them post Alex's canon death... and his and Alex's bracelets were matching. (waow- implied Timlex angst-coded stuffs O0O)

He is COMPLETELY time blind.

He has so many alarms and reminders set EVERYWHERE that it drives most people mad.

Constantly needs to be fidgeting with or biting/chewing on something, so he has an abundance of fidget toys on him at all times.

Spinning rings, chew necklaces, pop-its, wacky tracks, small stuffed animals/squishy animals, etc.

Extremely sensitive to smell

Viscerally hates when people wear cologne or perfume around him. Because of this, he also doesn't like most pets because of the smells they make.

(For dogs, when they heat up and it activates the oils in their fur, for cats, the ammonia smell, etc.)

He can only tolerate having a pet fish, which he finds boring because he can't pet or hold it.

He has SO MANY random facts stored in his brain, and he will randomly spew them to people

The more facts he shares, the more he cares about someone. It's sort of a love language to him.

No spice tolerance, but super high bitterness and sour tolerance

aka, starts crying after barely licking a pepper, but can eat 100% dark chocolate with a straight face and like it.

He does little watch parties of movies that inspired him whenever he needs to get out of a rut or writing block.

It normally doesn't help him get out of the block, but it helps distract him from looming feelings of failure.

There are several minutes of footage in the Marble Hornets tapes that are just Alex getting footage of Tim's moobs because he started spacing out and staring at them.

He's too embarrassed to do anything with the footage and doesn't know the correct course of action. (That, and he honestly forgets he has the footage.)

Would 100% live permanently in autumn if he could.

Absolutely feral for Halloween.

[oxventure-text-posts]

I wanna elaborate as to why Corazón, Merilwen, and Egbert are called the trans trio, because none of them are confirmed trans in any way. (It would be very cool if they were, though.). This has finale spoilers, so beware. My reasoning is that pretty much all their backstories/characters can be viewed through a trans lense. For example:

Corazón's is the strongest with this. He literally reinvents himself into someone he's happy being after running away from a father that doesn't accept him. Then, when he has to deal with his father, his father refers to him as what is essentially Corazón's dead name (The fact Corazón refers to himself as Percival Milquetoast when arguing who he is and why Geth shouldn't be destroyed kinda throws a wrench into the cogs of this idea). Then, after all his hard work to turn himself into someone he's happy being/seeing in the mirror, he gets turned into something completely different. He doesn't look the way that gives him gender euphoria anymore. He's a tortle now.

Merilwen is literally so distressed at the idea of changing her name. She's attached to her name and deeply doesn't want to change it. It's her preferred name, and she wants to keep it even through her families/village's tradition. Then she chooses a name that only her parents can call her. I think that can be viewed as like another name she was debating naming herself but didn't end up going with but is still attached to so she allows a few people she trusts (her parents) to call her that name as well. Then, her wildshaping, I don't know how to fully articulate it, but that's trans. I think it's the changing the way your body looks via magic to make yourself happy with your body (she's always pretty happy when she gets to turn into a cat).

Viewing Egbert through a trans lense doesn't add that much angst to him at all like it does for Corazón and Merilwen. His body magically gets changed from a human's to a dragonborn's, and he loves it so much. He seems absolutely happy to be a dragonborn. I think he would be depressed if he magically got turned back into a human. The big, scaly lizard man is who he is, not some squishy human. His body gives him gender euphoria, except for how big his nose and head are occasionally. I think when first turned into a dragonborn, he was probably pretty skinny because he was originally a human, and his head seemed giant in comparison, so he started working out more to make his body bigger and get rid of his self-consciousness about his big head.

[foxgirlintestines]

The one piece of advice I can really give to younger trans girls is that you really need to embrace the parts about you that you actually liked pre-transition. There is often that crushing weight of gloom and self loathing that comes with severe dysphoria that tells you that everything about you is wrong, but that can just your mind being clouded with negative emotions, and it becomes harder to see the positives. In the end, though, you probably aren't going to become a perfect barbie doll, and that's ok, but striving to become something like that can drive you crazy.

When I first transitioned, I just wanted to be a girl, no ambiguity, just look like a stereotype. It was never really possible, I'm almost 6 and a half feet tall, and the women in my family are not thin, when I got on estrogen I gained weight fast, and it did not go to all the right places. I wallowed in bed a lot, and I just kind of kept getting worse. Oddly enough, it was getting into fetish content where less standard body types were lusted after more than regular anime proportion waifus where I started to see some of the more positive aspects of being amab. I was tall, strong, could be threatening and having a big squishy gut was actually quite attractive. I started to remember things about me when I was younger that I kind of pushed out of my mind. I was the "guy" who would run the mile in PE then casually walk along-side my friends and keep them company so that they didn't get teased, and one time I picked up my overweight friend and just carried her the last bit of the way because she was exhausted and the teacher couldn't really do anything about it because even as a young teenager I towered over him. In theater when there were heavy props to move I just lifted them up and tossed them around when we didn't have grip present. When we were out drinking in college, I was the "safety" who intimidated people so they would not try and take advantage of the drunk girls. I am big, and even if is not very feminine, I like that about me.

I changed my transition goals, I started working out again, not just cardio exercises to lose weight, but weightlifting, squats while holing a barbell, throwing around a medicine ball, and doing laps around my backyard while holding a ~150lb dead tree I ripped out of the ground while doing yardwork on my shoulder. I got healthier, I got happier, and much to my new endocrinologist's chagrin I've been gaining more weight, though now it's muscle. There are still plenty of things that I changed to be feminine, I wear my hair long, I wear girly clothes, often cute shirts with open tops that show off my large arms shoulders and cleavage, and mini-skirts. I put on make-up, lots of bold goth get-ups with heavy eyeliner black lipstick and glittery deep grey eyeshadow. Long painted nails, jewelry, hell sometimes a sparkly rhinestone tiara when I really want to ham it up, cute open toe heels when not wearing my big stompy boots, and of course the biggest one (pun intended) my massive boobs that I got the largest implants legal to be used in the US to make me busty as hell. I don't look like a barbie, and I no longer want to. I'm to the point that people often don't know whether to call me sir or ma'am, but the fact that people say sir or ma'am meekly like they are afraid of getting it wrong is way better gender confirmation than being called "lady."

I am happy now, well, at least happy with my body, there is plenty of shit in the world that still makes me depressed as hell. At least I no longer feel that dysphoria, and it makes those other things a bit more manageable. I think even if I did achieve my original transition goals, I would not be as happy with my body as I am now. You got to find that about yourself too, sometimes you will actually miss things about who you used to be, even if those times were overall worse.

As a silly little comparison, these two pictures of my fursona (which reflect my ideal body type) were made before and after I accepted the things about my body that I didn't want to change.

[qiribov]

I’m sorry people keep comparing your AU to other AUs without giving anything else to go on! Just saying your work seems like someone else’s but then not explaining why or how would just feel like they’re not appreciating your work for its own creativity. :(

Every AU, even ones that come from a common base idea, are unique because they come from different people! In this case, the only AU I know of currently that’s even remotely like yours is still different because they made their NRC boys magical creatures and their medium is drabble fanfiction. Your AU is art based!

And your artwork is SO CUTE????? The art style you have just gives me the vibes of a watercolor painting… if that makes any sense at all??? I know you’re using a paper and pencil but I see your drawings and they just feel watercolor to me.

And I love that so much. They’re so soft and flowy and squishy and I just wanna hug them! 💜

For your AU, may I ask for a written list of what animals the guys are? I’m pretty sure I can figure most of them out by the reference picture you provided and by popular fanon choices, but I’d still like to confirm if that’s okay?

Plus, I can be dumb sometimes. 😅 So, having an official list made by the creator would be helpful! 😊

You said in your post you were upset with people mentioning comparable AUs without even linking them, so the AU I was talking about up there that is writing based is the house pet au by @/twst-drabbles. I hope this ask didn’t stress you out! It’s definitely not my intention!

I literally melted while reading this so sweetly.

I'm a bad yapper, but I'll try.

Riddle Hedgehog. because of the thorns he is wearing a jacket not a regular shirt or t-shirt

Ace Fennec. Just fennec. I don't want to explain it.

Deuce Blue Wolfhound. i like to think he used to be pretty aggressive in this au before too.

Trey Panda. he's just big and soft. but doesn't really like to be stroked too much.

Cater the Red Panda. they are just cute red and love attention not sure what to add

I didn't change Savanaclaw and Octavinelle animals so I'll skip them.

All the Octavinelle members live in a big pool that has an indoor entrance. i think Crowley just gave them the pool because he was too lazy to do the aquarium.

Jamil Rattlesnake. i didn't want to think too much about a particular subspecies of snake ok .;) he sleeps in the terrarium most of the time

Kalim Sea otter. his favorite toy is plastic colored shells. in fact he can steal anything that looks like a shell.

Vil Peacock. In fact, I've been thinking for a very long time about what else Vil could be besides a peacock and I haven't come up with anything. actually I'm not complaining. Sometimes he dives off the perch on Grim because he acts like an ass.

Rook the poodle. He's so abnormally hyperactive and the worst part is he's quiet.

Epel grizzly.

Idia and Ortho still cause arguments in my head they are the only ones I haven't drawn. Idk Idia could be a greyhound????

Malleus the dragon. in my head he just likes gargoyles and ice cream and strides with the sound of SpongeBob.

Lilia the bat. He's so affectionate and likes to brush his fur.

Silver Ferret. I knew he had to be a ferret when I saw all those videos where they are VERY hard to wake up.

Sebek the crocodile. he's so noisy and likes to stomp his feet and tail.

[faceless-ghostt]

your art is very squishy. I feel like I could just grab it out of the screen and squish tim like a nee doh cube. :3c

AAAAAAAA! thank youuuu! i can indeed confirm he is very squishy

i think he appreciates it