#do with him as you'd like lol xP

[highhhfiveee]

please i need some dubcon mike schmidt ..,,, like he picks up drunk reader from a party n takes her home n fucks her throat ..,,, ‘you’re so easy to control when you’re all stupid like this’ ..,,, she’s got tears streaming down her face n she’s clawing at his thighs but he just holds her head in place n strokes her hair n tells her how good she’s making him feel ,,

okay okay okay. shiver me fuckin timbers lmaoooo. this is so brothersbestfriend!mike. switched it up a little but i hope you still enjoy! [had this set to post at 12 but tumblr failed me lmao]

sangria

pairing: brothersbestfriend!mike schmidt x blackfem!reader wc: 4k tags: brothersbestfriend!mike, fem!reader, intimate touching, choking, wild dick sucking, deep throating, spitplay, degradation, dubcon (reader is plastered, and while she does consent to be taken advantage of, she is still under the influence); mike is such a protector and i'm starting to think that this is megasub!reader x protector!mike in addition to bbf! [let me know if i missed anything + this has been proofread but there’s always still a chance for mistakes lmao]

link to the original fic, mimosa, here 🍹, and the first part of the finale here, tequila sunrise, here 🍸

okay, so maybeeeeeee you two didn't actually get caught that day.

you’re panting in each other’s faces as you come, clean yourselves off, and exit the shed like your brother's best friend hadn't made you squirt all over the garden tools and pool supplies.

the feeling of mike's come pooling in your bikini bottoms makes you tingly all over again, and you're squirming while you both ease your way back into the fold of cookout attendees, diverting into separate paths so no one can catch onto your attachment; clandestine and kept between the eyes, lips, and bodies of you two only.

you'd wished mike nothing but hell while you were away at school, doing anything you could to get the thought of him out of your head. even though you'd been the one to catch feelings, you never wanted him to have any part of you ever again, restricting him from you.

you'd wanted him erased from the entire galaxy then, but from the cookout forward, nothing excited you more than the thought of being mike’s plaything. you snuck around with him more than you should've; giving him handjobs in the backseat of his car, letting him eat you out in your bedroom with the door open---risky things that made your heart pound with adrenaline and need, a rush to the very end.

you could only get that feeling with mike. it made you sick to your stomach with taboo butterflies, fantasizing about all the ways he could have you thrashing, eyes rolling back, toes curled until your feet cramped.

he'd hooked you on him once again, and this time, he'd decided to go with the flow. he wasn't pursuing anything with anyone else, and feelings had begun to bloom in him. nothing like love, he'd told himself (even though your flirty smile made his heart palpitate before making his dick hard), but like...safeguarding.

you were young, unversed with life, vulnerable; mike could see people taking advantage of you, mistaking your soft, impish act for total naivete. even though he'd hurt you himself, he'd never allow anyone else to treat you that way, or put you in a situation to harm you. there was this urge in him to keep you safe, keep you protected from the mean world that ate girls like you for breakfast.

mukrrrrrrrrrrrr

molwwwwwwwwww

gahdmn i cant tYpe LoL

exhibit a.

y/n are you drunk

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y/n

4 F R E E dwinks

downnnnnnnnn thw hATCH

pArTyz rool xp

mike's about to ask about your location when your picture floods his screen, phone vibrating in his hand with a call. he answers it with a displeased, "where are you?

"she’s at 8203 harrington circle," someone yells over loud, bass-riddled music and scattered conversations. mike hopes it's a friend of yours, and not a complete stranger. “she was fine, but i think that fourth drink tipped her over!"

mike's been putting on clothes and grabbing for his keys and wallet since your first text message, already sulking to his car as your friend finishes her statement. "stay with her and keep her upright, i'll be there in fifteen."

he can't get rid of the deep scowl etched on his face while he drives, both hands clasped tensely on his wheel at ten and two. he wants you to have fun, of course. he isn't going to tell you not to go to parties, or not to drink---you’re your own person, and he has no right to tell you what you could and couldn't do, but something about you utterly hammered around so many people you probably don't know makes his heart pound against his ribcage with agitation.

harrington circle was a street on a state school campus, one that you'd opted not to go to all that time ago. maybe you'd known some people there, but mike was sure you didn't know your way around, where to go if something went wrong...

he pulls up to a tall, red brick house smack dab in the middle of a cul-de-sac, immediately throwing his car in park and exiting when he sees two girls walking alongside a guy carrying you out the front doorway. he has his hands hooked under your armpits, pushing your boobs together and "covertly" staring at your amplified cleavage as he leads you down the short stone path.

your head lulls back a little, and you're smiling up at the sky with your eyes closed and your cheeks flushed to death. your legs drag under you, and mike's quick to grab for your waist, removing you from that perv's grasp with haste and a grimace.

you droop into him, body leaden with alcohol, and he slides one arm under the back of your knees, bending his own to lift you into a bridal style hold.

you squeal as he turns away from the house, throwing your arms around his neck and dreamily sighing at the way his hands feel carrying you, strong and vigilant and possessive. "mikeeeeeee," you mewl, pulling yourself into him so you can nudge at the column of his throat. your words are slurred almost beyond comprehension, and he commands one of the girls to open the passenger door so he can ease you inside.

he sets you down in the seat, or at least tries to, whispering, "let me go" when you keep your arms wrapped around him. the position has him hunched over, and it hurts his back so badly, but you whimper, "nooooo, want you close" while nearly making him trip and fall across you, splaying his entire body over yours. he smells so good, all warm and musky and mike, and you don’t want to separate from him.

"y/n, please. i wanna get you home," he reaches back to wrench your arms off of him, placing them in your lap and closing the door before you can complain. he walks around the front to the driver's side, monotonously thanking the girl who'd helped you as he grumpily enters the car.

he grabs for your seat belt, stretching it across your torso as he does his own and drives away from the annoyingly illuminated house and party commotion in silence.

you're so gone, but even drunk, it's unsettling to you how quiet mike is, keeping his eyes focused on the road without a hint of a glance or a word to you. his jaw is clenched deeply, and he's stiff as a board against his seat, so opposite from his usual sullen, suave nonchalance. you frown at him, fingering with your strappy, well-tied sandals. "hey, grumpy,"

"not grumpy," you huff at his tone, sour and unwavering, and wiggle your toes as you finally free them from the entrapment of footwear. "i'm fine."

"you've gotten very, very bad at lying," you demur. your head slacks again, but this time against your headrest. you ogle mike through the film in your eyes, digging your teeth into your bottom lip. "mad at me?"

mike writhes in his seat, his jaw muscles flexing at your coy lilt. you know how to manipulate him with your words, sweetening them in just a way that would have mike bending to your will. the way you're gazing at him with your big, unfocused eyes makes him makes him press down on the gas a bit harder.

"i'm not mad," he mutters, all pseudo-nonconfrontational and collected, but you know that he's not telling the truth. something about the circumstances bothers him, and you want to know why. the car comes to a stop at a red light, mike shaking his head as he scrunches his face and rubs his eye with a knuckle. "forget about it."

"i won't. don't like me having fun without you?" he doesn't answer, staring ahead at the empty streets around the two of you. it was so late, nearly 2 am, and it only fuels the exasperation he feels burning in his stomach. he doesn’t like you out here like this, without him to keep you out of harm’s way.

"is it the drinking?" you pout, frustrated with the way he's ignoring you. "i admit, maybe four drinks was overkill, but i feel sooooo good. my body feels like..." you make a subtle buzzing noise, similar to tv static, and cut it off with a giggle, reaching over for one of mike's hands while the light turns green.

you inch it towards your lap, dragging it across the skin of your thigh that skims the end of your skirt, mini and gold and matching with the white corset top you wore. "you should feel."

"y/n..."

"c'mon mike," you pout again, dipping his hand between your opened legs. you let out an astounded moan when his cold fingertips connect with your bare clit, and now he's scowling at the fact that you’re not wearing any panties. he thinks about how many people would keep note of that, combined with your docile, inebriated state, and see it as a way in. it’s clear, with how those drinks have you begging him to ease his fingers into you, caressing your tight, warm walls so he can add another check to "car" on the list of places he's made you squirt. “don't want you to be mad at me anymore."

"i'm not mad at you, y/n," he finally says, fingers still against your skin. you're soaking his seats, the excess of your slick dripping down to the cloth, and he has to pull himself out of thinking about someone else feeling you in this way. his eyes stay low on the road as he continues, "did you know anyone at that party?"

"mhm, like one person." mike sighs, a low grumble in his throat. he pulls his hand away from you, putting all of his attention on driving so he can get home. he just wants you inside, away from the world and in his charge. he doesn't say anything for a long while, eventually taking a deep breath and mumbling, "just want you safe, y/n. i'm glad you called me to come get you. there are bad people out there, and i don’t trust them in situations like this.”

"yeah," you purr, leaning against the center console and resting your head on the side of his seat. "you're my knight in shining armor, hmm? keeping me away from all the bad bad people looking to destroy messed up princesses like me?"

mike side eyes your tone, nearly scolding you for treating it like a joke and not something that could actually happen.

"...that's one way to put it, but seriously—-“

"wanna be destroyed though," you interrupt, unbuckling your seatbelt once he cuts the car off in the driveway. he’s turning to you, dark eyes gazing towards your pouted lips. you're reaching your hand across his lap, massaging it over the press of him in his sweatpants. “especially by you. wanna be your little fucktoy. let you use my messy holes however you want because they're yours."

your filthy mouth and shameless confession have mike turned on and hard and thinking about how you've called your holes his. he's seeing you bent over the couch, stuffed to the hilt with his fingers pressed against your tongue while he smirks down on you, veins coursing with lust. he squeezes at your hand, and says,

"let's get you inside, okay? then we can talk more about my messy fucking holes."

you're dizzy, giving him a big, woozy smile and letting all the craving you feel inside pour out through your glazed over eyes when he swoops you up again, carrying you and your shoes to his front door. your arms are back around his neck, and you're placing soft kisses on his lips, jaw, and chin as he drops your shoes by the entrance and carries you all the way to the couch, settling his body into one of the corners.

you're adjusting yourself on him so your bare mound drips over his thighs, and he's got his hands around your hips again, digging his fingers into your flesh as you mindlessly grind against him. you're still kissing against his lips, so uncoordinated and sloppy, and he pulls on the wispy strands at the nape of your neck, disconnecting you from him so he can leer at you with a look that tells you he will be destroying you tonight, guaranteed. "no panties was really bold of you, baby."

"can’t have panty lines in this skirt," you frown, placing your hands on mike's shoulders for leverage to move on him a bit harsher, eventually grazing them over his back and arms as you do. "not cute."

"but it's really not cute for you to have my holes on display for anyone to have, especially not when you're like this."

"mikey, please,” you coo, hunching down to press wet, suctioned kisses on mike's bare neck and rolling your hips into the weight of him. he feels so good against you, and you're aching, the alcohol sending shocks to your clit with every second of friction. "want you in me or something. no more talking, just use—-.”

"aht, don't rush me. trying to get you to understa---" one of your hands goes from roaming his shoulderblades to placing pressure around his throat, shocking him stiff against the back of the couch.

he doesn't think anyone has ever choked him before, and while his eyes burn at you with frenzied astonishment, you're causing him to have a revelation. his dick pulses against the material of his sweatpants at the feeling of your dainty hand squeezing his throat, and he's reaching to grab your wrist and bring your hand down before he comes all quick like he’s 18 again. you stop him with your other hand, coming in close to his face.

there's such a ferocity in your stare, and he knows that you're not going to let him lecture you all night. you need him to fuck you, need him to do something with you and your drunken arousal.

"are you really gonna keep talking, or would you rather just fuck my throat?" you slide your arms down his back, lips placed by his ear as you whisper, "show me how depraved people really can be when i'm like this."

he knows it's sick, but it doesn't take much past that for mike to have you on all fours beside him on the couch, back arched into a 45 degree angle as you drool all over his lap. you're begging for it, whining about how good he feels in your mouth, and he doesn't want to miss an opportunity to give you something you want, even though you're in this state. he's glad that it's him using you in this scenario, and not someone genuinely looking to hurt you. it's his rationale for giving in to your immoral desires.

you pull away from your mess with a sharp inhale, your jaw trembling as you sit up and give mike an eager, spit-slick smile. your eyes are even more distant than before, and it's almost like you’ve checked out. mike can see all the brashness and attitude you give him on the regular is gone, currently replaced with servitude and the intent to please, nothing less.

"wanna feel you ruin my throat, mike," you rasp, grabbing his dick in your hand and stroking at the soft skin, suckling on his tip as you flash him the hunger you feel inside through a grin. "please."

he's silent, having a quarrel with himself as he takes in your blank, mindless expression. it’s so wrong of him, but you look so pretty like this, and he reaches out to hold your cheek as you pout at him again.

"pleaseeeeee," you whine, tears nearly welling in your eyes. "want you to wreck me, use me however you wanttttt. gonna be your obedient, drunk little whore, do whatever you ask."

mike loses all resolve then, and demands you to drop to your knees in between his own. you're quick to assume the position, letting him put one hand on the back of your head and feed his dick into your throat.

"shouldn't like this," mike mutters, wrapping your hair up into a ponytail with both of his hands, watching you rub his dick over your face after slipping it from your mouth to spit on it. he almost can't take you like this, spacey and pliant and all his to destroy. so drunk and willing and--- "shouldn't let me take advantage of you like this."

your face is stained with tears and spit, streaks of dried liquid overlaying your burning cheeks and swollen lips. the neckline of your top is soaked too, saliva glistening on your chest.

"maybe i wanted it," you muse, winking leisurely as you wrap both of your slim hands around his base, smirking up at him. "maybeeeeeee i went and got plastered cause i knew you’d come get me if i called," you're feeding him into your mouth again, and without warning, mike is holding your head stationary, shoving his hips up into your warm mouth while you gulp every time he hits the opening to your throat. of course you'd do something like this. your admittance makes mike feel a plethora of things, good, bad, ugly, but right now, all he's focused on is making you feel like the toy you wanted to be.

"you're a fucking slut, y/n," he hisses with gritted teeth, throwing his head back as he feels you open up for him, allowing him to raise his hips and sink further into you.

the muscles of your throat flutter around his length, and it makes his toes curl, tangling together in his socks. "only sluts go to a party to get drunk so they can be turned into pretty little fuckdolls later...like being fucking mindless for me, huh?"

"love it, mike," you whimper, laying your tongue flat so his dick can slip in and out of your mouth with less resistance. it's covered in thick spit, a droplet resting on the tip, and mike leans down to collect all of it in his own mouth with a sloppy, obscene kiss, before releasing it all over his pelvis with a groan.

it was a fucking mess, and he loved it. he knew you loved it like this too, and your enjoyment of the raunchiness is reflected in the way you patiently wait for him to plunge his dick in you, eyes twinkling with everything and nothing at the same time.

your hand is moving under your dress, fingers stroking along your sodden walls, but he doesn't care; not when your eyes are rolling back into your skull as his dick infiltrates your throat again, filling the room with a persistent gluckgluckgluck as he rhythmically slams your face into his base.

you're sure you'll have no voice after this, but fuck, will it be worth it. you're basking in every second of this, so happy you decided to go out tonight. you were unexperienced in some ways, but you knew how to get to people, or at least to mike. you could get him to do whatever you wanted under the guise of him being in control, and all it took was a bit of sweetening with your voice, a flutter of your eyelashes and a crooked, "innocent" smile for mike to be wound your finger, abusing your face in a way you shouldn’t have dreamt of. you're running out of breath, and your fingers dig into his thighs with the message, but he ignores you, gripping your hair so that your mouth gently snaps up around him every time he pulls his hips back. the sensation is godly, and mike's not sure if he deserves this really. you'd fallen so hard for him at one point, and he'd crushed your hope to be with him under his thumb, but now you're here, letting him have you like this despite those memories. he's lucky, for whatever force is keeping you in his orbit.

"letting me do this to you while you're fucked up...letting some older guy take your throat like you're just free use...you're not getting into heaven," you laugh around him, forming your mouth into a makeshift smile as he slowly slides you off of him, overstimulated by the ridges of your throat muscles clinging to him. he doesn't want to come on your face, not this time. he wants you to beg for him to come in you, for him to fill you until you're overflowing, leaking down your thighs while he gives you more and more and more and more...

"i know," you mewl, pretty face smeared with saliva and pre-come. "i'll be in hell with you. wouldn't have it any other way." mike sits up, thumbing at your bottom lip and hissing as you unhinge your jaw and suck the tip of it inside. your eyes are getting dimmer by the second, but you're still wanting everything mike can give you.

he won't stop until you say so, and he strangely finds himself buzzing with lust at the thought of you bossing him around for his pleasure and yours. how had you gotten in his head like this?

"go in my room and strip, baby. sit in the middle of the bed and don't move." you're on your feet in a flash, clumsily dashing down the short hall without a look back.

it gives him time to get some towels, a washcloth to clean your face up, some lube, and grab waters for the both of you, thinking about all the ways he's gonna contort you. he might even make you watch in the mirror, make you take in your glassy eyes and lack of autonomy, the way you're letting him, your brother's best friend, have you in such an obscene way.

he cracks the door open with all the items in hand, and scoffs when he sees you naked, but stretched out on the bed, mouth hanging open with soft snores.

he walks over to the edge, dropping the things he's holding onto the comforter and shaking your shoulder softly. "baby," you lurch awake, murmuring "huh?".

you blink the bleariness out of your eyes as he uses one of the towels he brought to wipe off his drenched groin, and he smirks at you. you two are done for the night, and that's fine with him. something about your small figure, safely sprawled against his sheets has him seeing hearts and stars and rainbows and everything else he's tried so hard to push away.

when he's dry, ditching his shirt and boxers, he leans against his headboard, cradling you in his arms and lap as he begins using the washcloth to wipe at the dried spittle on your face. "here," he announces, cracking open a water bottle and bringing it to your lips, tilting it so you're able to get some water between them without much effort.

you swallow the sips he gives softly, wrapping your arms around his neck again. you loved being skin to skin with him, and right now, you felt tranquility.

this is but a fraction of that 100% he wanted to give, you think. something has changed in him, and now he wants to show you care. he still wants you to need him, need him to keep you protected from the world outside while he corrupts you in his own. you want that, too.

"mmmmmmm, you're so boyfriend," you muse, placing pecks on his collarbones as he continues cleaning you up. he's able to maintain a pokerface towards you, wiping at your cheeks with passive strokes, but inside, he feels nothing but chaos. why does he like hearing you call him boyfriend, like having you in his arms like this? why did it all seem to fill a hole in his heart, one he always thought would stay a cavity?

"really do love you, mike," you add, staring at him full on now. you might as well be sober, with your attentive, doe-like eyes. "tried hard not to, but i do."

you've broken him down, so easily, and somehow, he's giving into you with a deep, irrevocable sigh. he has nothing else to do but finally accept the truth.

"me too, y/n. me too."

this was rough for me to write because my brain just couldn't work properly, so i hope it's not the dogshit i think it is lmao hope this satisfies you anon!

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[ravenwitch45]

Do you mind doing where Crimson has a Imp husband who is also his sugar daddy? (Weird idea ik lol)

Oh my! XP Weird Idea indeed but oddly fitting considering Crimson was kinda struggling finacially, why the wedding plan happened and all. Sure thing! I like writing Crimson being humbled and all.

Crimson with an Imp Husband Sugar Daddy S/O

It just kinda happened after the wedding plan was a bust. He needed money, so he ran into you at some fancy club, noticed several details hinting you were rich (Also had his men to read up on you cause he didn't want to be a sucker again) He offers a deal, you add the condition of him being your sugar baby, which flusters him greatly btw.

He swallows his pride after you explain the situation, though a day later cause he doesn't want to seem too desperate and bam, Crimson has a sugar daddy XP

Your very respectful to him, never treating him like a toy or servant, only asking if he could come over like once a week or sometimes visiting him but you take the no if he refuses, which he rarely does, still trying to treat this like a basic business deal so he's trying his best to fulfill his end.

You find it adorable how he tries so hard to be stonefaced even though he blushes like crazy doing stuff like kisses and cuddles, grumbling a lot. You often politely ask him for affection and stuff, but when he does it unprompted, you get all blushy and tease him on it, having him yell it doesn't mean anything as you kiss him on the cheek.

He's very rigid at first, a lot like Blitz is with Stolas, but after you make it clear you actually want him, and not just a person to fuck, he cools off, for a while it's more friends with benefits then anything, you chat and sometimes kiss and fuck (Which he won't admit he enjoys a lot more then he expected) but neither really consider yourselves truly dating.

You don't want to push him, and He's takes a while with his multisexual awakening, realizing he actually likes you, confessing to you drunk which you find adorable before bringing him to bed so he can sleep before the hangover in the morning, and then you discuss and get on the same page. Him blushing at how happy you seem about it, never really having that really, for good reason but still.

And after that it's a nice domestic relationship for a good while, he's a lot more relaxed with his empire going smooth with your funds added, and going to you as the day winds down to relax, you two going on dates and experimenting with stuff as couples do. You usually just bringing up his sugar baby status to fluster him.

C:Y-Y/N! You know I don't like you calling me that in public...

Y/N: Okay! Hey everybody this is my sexy boyfriend Crimson!

C, pulling his hat down with a blush as you put arm around him:

Y/N: You cute little grump~

C:I hate you...

Eventually one time you casually call him your hubby or husband, and he kinda freezes. He really likes you and the last person who called him that... well she didn't have a great time. And for a while he kinda closes himself off as he rakes his mind over it.

A few weeks after that he treats you to a surprise fancy dinner and proposes. Coming clean his last marriage didn't go well and it was his fault entirely, but he wants to do better with you, more then anything and he'd love if you'd give him that chance.

The hug and kiss he takes as a yes as he slips the ring onto your finger. Hugging and kissing you back, holding you closer then any wealth he's gained through this relationship, loving you with all his heart.

Okay there you go! Know it was more meeting to fiancé then actual hcs on the husbands relationship but this is long enough I feel. I enjoyed this one, never wrote a relationship like this so sorry if it's off, though I'll never get tired of writing Crimson's Queer awakening tbh XP Hope you enjoyed and thanks for sharing!

[frugalkubal]

I'm such an idiot for overlooking these two. ಠ⁠‿⁠ಠ

I realized just now, when I'm already done with the main story and AFK stages (for now, while no update yet) that I could've gotten more XP Books, Soul stones and Equipments thru them throughout my journey. 🤦

Though, I do kinda remember that when I first discovered Keith's store, I was like, "Oh, neat. I'll just get these XP books~ *taps* Thanks, Keith!^^" and then went on my merry way... and forgot to come back to him until now... like the forgetful idiot that I am. ༎ຶ⁠‿⁠༎ຶ

This was what it looked like when I came back to Keith's store:

Well, I just spent my remaining Holistone coins (tho there's still some coins left).

Here's what I got from the Soul Stones and XP Books:

(I managed to ascend 2 heroes, Silvina and Mirael. Both went from Elite+ to Epic.)

I also had to buy some of Keith's Equipments in order to buy the stuff I actually need. Then, I just used Quick Recycle on them.

Speaking of equipments, I'm so disappointed of myself for overlooking all these cool stuff Bowa has. 😓

I'd like to help this humble businessman, but I don't need any of those stuff anymore since all my equipments are "super upgraded," as it says. ಠ⁠‿⁠ಠ

(idk if the upcoming major update will make changes to this tho)

Anyway, if you're reading this and you recently started playing (+ also didn't know about these until now), do spend your Gold/Holistone coins wisely in those stores. Get stuff you need for your journey. ｡⁠◕⁠‿⁠◕⁠｡ Don't be an idiot like me. lol

EDIT: Btw, I maxed out my Equipments days after I finished the main story and AFK stages. Meaning, it's not necessary to have them all maxed out for you to finish the main stuff. Though, I'm not sure if you'd be able to max them even if you wanted to. 🤔 Maxing them requires a lot of forging materials (specifically Forging Stone V). If you've been forging your equipments along the way, then you've obviously used up much of the materials. You can get the required forging stones by dismantling level 180-240 equipments — which you can get from Corrupt Creatures and AFK Rewards. (Probably also in a few big treasure chests in Remnant Peaks, tho I'm not entirely sure.)

I think the only way you can max your equipments before finishing the AFK stages and main story is if you've stuck around long enough in the later AFK stages (probably around stage 1000 and beyond), where you get them as AFK rewards. 🤔🤷

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[saturnzrose]

Playing Minecraft with Bayverse TMNT Headcanons

Haven't made an actual post in like 2 years but my tmnt fixation is back! Open to requests and stuff too :]

Obviously by the caption I had bayverse in mind for this but I see it maybe fitting in 2012 version too

(no Leo sorry I don't care much for him lol)

Donnie

- likes to play on creative flatworlds for building and experimenting with redstone contraptions

- When playing with you he'll give into whichever settings you'd like but will not want to play hardcore in fear of dying and losing all his progress

- When he's not building with redstone he spends a lot of time underground mining for materials to do so

- Will help set up hidden rooms or secret entrances with redstone contraptions as well

- Also makes really good xp farms

- Comes back up from mining with a stack of diamonds for you (fuckin calculates where diamonds are most likely to generate and goes ham)

- Makes you armour and tools with the best enchantments on them

- Makes super organized storage rooms and spends a lot of time sorting items in designated chests and barrels

Raph

- Almost always plays on hard or hardcore mode (even though he gets ganged up on by mobs a lot and dies, thinking he can take them all)

- Gives you a hard time about switch difficulties but with some convincing you can get him to play on normal

- will never agree to easy or peaceful mode absolutely not (It'll hurt his pride)

- If you don't build the base for you guys he will make a big dirt shack or dig a hole in the side of a mountain to live in

- It's not that he can't build though. He can be creative and will occasionally wow you with a super cool detailed house but he dosent like to spend a lot of time collecting all the materials to do so

- Doesn't know how to decorate the inside completely though

- Goes straight towards working to get to the nether and defeating the ender dragon

- Lowkey panics when too many ghosts or blazes start shooting at him

- Avoids caves because he gets freaked out by cave noises and makes excuses to not go caving with you

- "Sorry I gotta.. add more room to the base! And cut more wood"

Mikey

- Prefers easy or peaceful

- Likes to explore world and caves a LOT

- Hard to keep him from wandering away from your guys' base once finished

-*15 minutes in* "hey (y/n) come look at this mansion!" *is thousands of blocks away*

- Comes back with lots of decorative materials for the both of you

- Will wanna take over the base building and do something crazy with it every time

- Adds LOTS of secret rooms and hidey holes

- Makes donnie teach him basic redstone to make more elaborate secret places but forgets

- Somehow dosent forget how to use redstone to set up traps to prank you 🙄

- Likes to explore with you and go caving with you but always comes in prepared

- will get cornered by mobs in a cave and needs your help to get out of it

[idkwhatimdoingtf]

TMNT Stuff!!!!

BASICALLYYYY i made an AU off of someone else's AU lmao, @idiot-mushroom Teenage Turtle Ninja Mutants AU to be exact! (GO CHECK IT OUT its soo supa dupa cool and fun and lovingly drawn!!!!) *read more so i dont clog up ppl's dash :]]*

Its unoriginal ik but i got inspired and it'll become its own thing pretty quickly. Imma call it... Teenage Ninja Turtle Yokai AU!! its a 'What If Draxum Took All The Turtles!' Again, not the NEWEST thing but imma do it anyway!!! Too shy to show art js yet (and i have no art @ all-) so take these facts!!

DRAXUM-He/Him-Gay-37

•Kinder and nicer than Canon+TTNM Draxum :] (not that TTNM Drax is bad, TNTY is js WAYYY more protective+overbearing)

•Does NOT let them go outside the Hidden City, told them places beyond the City dont exist

•Talks to Big Mama more, she babysits when Draxy-poo has work to do :]] (btdubs she's the best babysitter+gramma forever and EVER!!)

•Doesnt talk abt Splinter/Yoshi AT ALL. When the turts ask abt him (cuz Drax put up pics of him and Yoshi while still human) he js calls him "Someone I Miss.."

•Still loves Yoshi lots, sometimes he caves and sneaks to NYC to try and visit but he can never seem to find him..

•Trains the turtles the moment their powers start to show, so they can control them WAYYY better now xp

HOKUSAI (aka Leonardo)-He/Him-Gay-15

2nd Youngest

•No real leaders of the group, so he has no role besides being a good bro X]

•Hangs w/his friends a lot, usually out of the house

•Wants to explore soooo bad, 3rd to truly believe there's more beyond the Hidden City

•Not rlly a bully but makes lil pranks+teases his bros lots XP

•Trains his power w/Chiho lots, rlly dedicated to it

•Will throw his life on the line for his fam, maybe not SACRIFICE but get a good hit

•Tends to break the rules a bit, usually comes home to a lecture ready and waiting for him from Draxum lol

CHIHO (aka Raphael)-She/He-Queer-16

Oldest

•Listens to Drax lots, not too big on rule breaking

•Big ol sweetipie, gives the best hugs trust🙏🏽

•Trains her power the most due to it being seen as harmful in his eyes (she hates to hurt accidently ppl (ुŏ̥̥ŏ̥̥) )

•WILL in fact stop the others from sneaking out (atleast not w/o him-) but Hokusai is js a bit too slick for her tastes... (they'll spar abt it l8r)

•Loves her home and his fam, doesnt rlly want anything more.. thinks abt it tho, js a little.. 4th/last to believe there's more beyond the city

•Used to put lil plushies or marshmellows on her shell in order to not scratch nobody or her bros, only rlly does that when going out now

YAYOI (aka Michealangelo)-Any prns-Queer-13

Youngest

•Loves roam around and spraypaint the walls of the Hidden City

•Usually goes out w/Hokusai if not messing around w/a new hobby they discovered

•WILL treat his fam like royalty when upset (physically or mentally), this boy will bake up a STORM for his ppl💪🏽💯🥶

•Loves Drax lots, rlly looks up to and trusts him (∩_∩)

•Goes under the alias 'c0w@bUNg@' on social media (which is ran by Takashi)

•Loves meeting new ppl and making bonds

•1st to believe there's more beyond the City, truly rlly wants to leave and see for herself

•Uses its powers for everything but fighting lmao, will make a swing outta chains

TAKASHI (aka Donnatello)-They/Them-AroAce-15

2nd Oldest*

*Chiho's twin

•Knows a bunch of yokai and Hidden City history you'd think they were there for it all

•Relies on tech to make bonds, thinks no1 will like em if they're js a turtle kid☹️😔

•2nd closest to Drax due to similarity in work (Alchemy/Science+Inventing/Tech. Also Yayoi is the closest to Drax)

•Only rlly goes out for materials to build, after that they are in DESPERATE need to touch grass😞

•Has a bunch of anime related stuff Drax would bring for them (every1 gets human gifts but Takashi has the most due to watching+observing human life most and being more interested in humans than other places)

•Knows humans exist, js not where, this leads them to being the 2nd to believe there's more beyond the Hidden City. Claims its cuz "nO tHeOrIeS cAn Be LeFt UnQuEsTiOnEd!🤓👆🏽" but we all know its cuz they wanna get more 'Mob Psycho 100' merch

And thats abt it!!! I'll prolly add to this and make more for the other characters but other than that, this is all i got rn! Hope this AU does good and you all enjoy it!! Again please check out @idiot-mushroom for his TMNT AU that heavily inspired this one (๑•ᴗ•๑)♡ love ya, bye!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[twracehorse]

Hello hello! I'm trying to piece together all the lore for our favorite headless menace, and I thought I'd turn to someone who's been here since Galloper's early days.

I wasn't around when players searched for the ghosts of his victims - but he used to kill people just for standing in his path, and now he seemingly doesn't anymore? Do you know what caused him to change his mind like that (if I even got all of that correctly)?

Regards, wildwoods-sworn

(Forgive me, this'll be a long one. I tried to find all the info I could scrounge up, plus my memories of the mysterious menace that we love so much!)

Back in 2016 while the rest of the festivities played on there were rumors of a headless rider roaming the forests of Jorvik.

Written from Star Stable's news post-dated October 19th, 2016

“What's That in the Dark?

The legend of Galloper Thompson is well known all over Jorvik and has been terrifying kids and adults alike every Halloween for many, many years. Different versions of who - or what - Galloper Thompson is, are flying around all over the place at this time of year, and nobody really knows the truth.

Poems and stories about Thompson are everywhere, and these scary tales terrify the islanders and their horses. But hey, they're just silly ghost stories, right?

...

Right?”

Then in the news the next week

“Have you had the fortune (or misfortune) to meet Galloper Thompson yet?”

I'm not 100% sure about this, but he might've only been added to the second week of Halloween. I don't remember hearing or seeing anything about him in game before then. Because once it was found that if you ran into him, you'd get a t-shirt, a cursed amulet, and XP... the hunt was on! He would call out his arrival at the top of the hour and stay about 10 minutes till he'd bellow his departure. He would show up in Goldenleaf Forest, Mirror Marshes, Greendale, The Forgotten Fields, Hollow Woods, and Valley of the Frozen Mist.

Leading to many spooks when you'd look around and then suddenly see him from behind a tree. I've ran into him multiple times (on purpose and from not being graceful enough at steering my horse lol)

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2017 would have Galloper missing as he was "on vacation". Although if you were in Goldenleaf Forest at 9pm server time, you'd hear his call. A small remnant of him.

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October 24th, 2018 is when the keep was first introduced! Listing off the things we could do: Toss soul shards into the cauldron to get new Halloween tack/clothing sets, experience the twisted memories of Galloper via The Headless Horseman's Harrowing race, more Halloween shops, Galloper's look-a-like horse was for sale, and the scarecrow race was back after being banished from the main overworld. Plus, you could talk to three different daily ghosts that were in the keep, telling you a bit about themselves or how they died. Hinting where you could find their soul shard.

Now that was the fun part of this particular Halloween! A whole twenty-one souls to tell their stories!

This is where it gets long lol (I got the info from Jorvikipedia under "Ghosts of Galloper's Keep")

Ancient Ghost (their soul shard found among the thorny rocks)

"I was there in the first days. I yet recall my home in the mainland, all that we left behind to seek our promised land for the great Jon Jarl. At sea we fought. We starved. I never thought I would see dry land again. The sight of sand and thorn rocks around our landing site brought us relief. Seek my Soul Shard by the thorn rocks near the place where the great Jarl first set foot on Jorvik."

Drowned Ghost (close to the broken bridge near Jarlaheim - above a tree trunk lying beside one of the bridge's pillars)

"I sailed for weeks with Jon Jarl, only to meet my watery end so close to the shores of what would become my peoples' home... My body washed ashore close to the place that would become the walled city with the great stable. Seek my Soul Shard by the broken bridge."

Curious Ghost (on top of the arches around Butter Hill)

"As we explored our new home, we found out that we were not the first to set foot on this island. Great monuments with mystical descriptions and ruins left by settlers long gone.

These ruins were a source of fascination for me. Great columns and arcs in a style we had never seen, long since overgrown with vegetation. What happened to those previous settlers? Would it happen to us too?

If you seek out those ruins, you shall find my Soul Shard."

Mournful Ghost (in Forgotten Fields at the runestone close to Golden Hills)

"We assumed this island to be uninhabited. We believed we had finally found a paradise worthy of abandoning our homes for.

We were wrong. This is punishment for our arrogance.

On this island, rune stones were found, created by people with a special connection to the magic this island held. The Great Jarl ordered all of them destroyed to prove his claim to the island. My Soul Shard remains at that rune stone, at the Forgotten Fields, gazing out over the golden valley."

Angry Ghost (by the left side of the bridge at Nilmer's Highland there's a little dent with thorn bushes)

"Not allowed to rest, he shall never be given a moment's peace for what he did! Why should I suffer with him? You, who can leave this place, seek my Soul Shard and give me rest.

Seek the great divide to the southern counties, close to the bridge we built from the highlands."

Superstitious Ghost (in front of the gate leading to Devil's Gap)

"Devil's Gap? Why did the Jarl build so close to that accursed place?

I was on the crew that helped erect the northern walls of Jarlaheim. From day one, bad luck struck us like a blacksmith's hammer. Over, and over, and over again. Rocks would fall, ropes would snap, horses would go mad."

Stablemaster Ghost (in the corner of the arena that's attached to the building

"The Great Jarl made peace with the druids, and in return, he was rewarded with many strong horses for his great stable! I was in charge of making sure every horse was taken care of, a noble task! The horses of this island were strong and brave, but curiously there was one man they would avoid at all cost...

You can still find my Soul Shard at the entrance of the Jarl's stable."

Druid Ghost (next to a runestone at the portal to the Secret Stone Circle)

"The man you know as Galloper would never see Aideen's light shine upon him. Many horses, he tried to ride, but all would shun him completely.

Yet, one day he returned riding a black mare, a wild horse from the east. This horse could not be handled but by this one man, back when he still had a head. Worried what would it mean for a horse to not possess Aideen's Light, we tried to take her away to the Secret Stone Circle.

I can't remember anything else. Did he come after us? If so, could my Soul Shard be found by the entrance to the Circle?"

Miner Ghost (above a barrel behind the entrance of the right tunnel in the Demascus Mine)

"His real name... was never Galloper Thompson. "Old Galloper" was a name given to him many years later by peasants who feared his sightings as a bad omen and used his name to scare children. I never took those ghost stories seriously while I was alive. I should have.

Sighting Galloper Thompson was a sign of terrible things to come. My ill-fated encounter happened just before a cave in at the Damascus Mine. I never made it out. Even now I can still hear his cursed laughter. In that mine you will find my Soul Shard."

Traitor Ghost (in a tower of Jarlaheim's walls)

"The jarl had clearly grown weak to forsake our old ways for this "Aideen"! We chose our own Jarl to usurp this traitor and led a grim assault on Jarlaheim for control of this island. We failed, and you can still find my Soul Shard on the battlements.

In the end, the victory for Great Jarl was bought at a steep price, with only one of his men still standing when the battle was over. Why did that man survive when so many others did not? Cursed be his name forever!"

Whispering Ghost (near the Ancient Tree on South Hoof)

"I always knew that I had a special gift to understand horses. "Wild Whispering," they call it. There was only ever one horse that I could not understand. The dark mare was ever silent to me, no matter how I tried. Willing to explore my gift further, I sought out one of the great trees I had heard the druids speak about.

The tree on the peninsula promised me that it would help me develop my gift as long as I gave my flesh as a servant. As a young fool, I accepted. My body was twisted, my skin turned to bark and even my Soul Shard was left with the tree. But for a brief moment, I understood everything."

Farmer Ghost (near a building of the Abandoned Farm on Nilmer's Highland)

"Ghosts? Bah! I never believed in ghosts! My husband would tell me that Old Galloper would come to curse our chickens, but that's just talk! Certainly, our old farm at Nilmer's Highland blossoms to this day, go find my Soul Shard there and you will see!"

Confused Ghost (behind the Moorland forge)

"You look just like my apprentice! You must be here to help me with the smithy! What are you waiting for? The fires won't burn forever, hurry to get my Soul Shard from behind the old smithy before Old Galloper catches wind of what we are doing!"

Stonecutter Ghost (at the entrance of the Stonecutter's Vault in the Valley of Frozen Mist)

"Magnus Steinar? The finest stone cutter the land has seen! I watched as the Great Jarl ordered him to split the rune stone near his stable in two. This was meant to be some important ritual according to the Jarl, but it drove every horse in the stables mad!

Afraid of the Jarl's wrath, I fled to the stonecutter's vault in the north. I never quite made it back there. My Soul Shard must be frozen in ice by now..."

Greedy Ghost (on a small path on the coast of Forgotten Fields, very close to the ancient tree)

"That monster envy had sunk its teeth into the Great Jarl as he realized a mere subject of his had, by accident, achieved what he so long had dreamed of. Immortality!

I was at court that day when the Jarl ordered his subject to bring him the secret of immortality. I wanted this gift for myself and decided to find my way into the Devil's Gap from the Forgotten Fields. I fell victim to my own greed, as the stormy weather caused rockslides along the narrow pathways. This was not the immortality I wanted! I beg you, find my Soul Shard!"

Scared Ghost (near a fence in Doyle's Abbey)

"W-why do I find myself here? This is not where I should have ended up! I was a good, loyal person in life and laid to rest in Doyle's Abbey! Yet my Soul Shard shackles me to this place! Please find my grave and help me pass on peacefully!"

Soldier Ghost (by the ruins on the end of the Old King's Road in Goldenhills Valley (back when that was a short path up next to Pi's swamp)

"In his wrath, the Great Jarl ordered the execution of this man who had been nothing but loyal to him.

The axe came down, but the man stood up, headless! As the Jarl's men fled in panic, the dark mare carried her headless rider into the night.

That wasn't the last I would see of him. Patrolling the King's Road, the headless rider would show up and attack anyone he saw as loyal to the Jarl. Find my Soul Shard there!"

Trampled Ghost (on Paddock Island, down the path to the runestone by the sea)

"Growing up on Paddock Island, my mum always told me that if the bad ones come, find a runestone and Aideen's light would protect me. That night, I almost made it to the runestone, but Old Galloper, he was faster. I wonder if my Soul Shard is still there?"

Secretive Ghost (in front of Ashland's roadblock in Dino Valley)

"This place resembles a keep? Hehe, everything is not as it seems young one. If this is a keep, where did it come from? Why does it fly? Why does the cauldron in its center boil to the beat of a living heart?

I once tried to make my way to the one place I thought I would find absolute truth. The heart of the island itself, the Ashlands. I would have made it too, if it hadn't been for that infernal roadblock! I couldn't muster the energy to turn back, but the road wouldn't open.

You, seeker of truth, might reclaim my Soul Shard there."

Loyal Ghost (at the right side of the Jarl's Tomb entrance)

"The Great Jarl was laid to rest, not in the great city he had founded, but in the lonely hills he had first sighted when making landfall on Jorvik. The Great Jarl had sworn to atone for his mistakes and serve Aideen once more. For a man of his honor, such a promise would surely stretch from beyond the grave. As would the headless horseman's thirst for revenge.

He caught me as I was making sure the Great Jarl's resting place was undisturbed. Could you find my Soul Shard there?"

Haunted Ghost (entrance to the building of Old Church Ruin close to Scarecrow Hill)

"To this day he has never been able to get any rest... He still roams the lands searching for a way to rid himself of the curse and became nothing but a legend in the Jorvegian folklore. Even to this day, the smallest child knows not to travel the dark roads alone this time of year, lest Galloper Thompson will try to claim your soul for himself. He claimed mine on the slope of Scarecrow Hill. I thought the old ruins would keep me safe, hide me from him. My Soul Shard should still be there, even now."

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2019 was a repeat of the previous year

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Halloween 2020 was taken over by Ydris as he locked Galloper in a tower in the keep. As more and more ghosts filled the keep, they desperately begged us to help them as they were forced to dance against their will. Ydris too, decided that it was too much and that we should release Galloper from the tower to bring balance back to this unique space swirling in time. But when Ydris undid his magic, there was still a barrier keeping Galloper in, trapped and curled into a ball floating in the air. To undo the spells keeping him in that state we had to go through the regrets that he carried with him, collecting an item that represents that time.

“The Lost Loyalty”

Piece of a Banner “A soldier once lifted this with pride. Then carried it with less pride. Then shouldered it as a burden.” 

(Executioner’s Memory)

“We told ourselves that we were soldiers of the Jarl. That we were just following orders!  In truth, we always feared the grim man on the black mare. The way he was avoided by human and horse in equal measure.  When his head rolled, we all cheered. We truly thought it was over. Perhaps if we all had tried to understand back then, things would have turned out different.”

“The Witch’s Curse”

Defiled Soul Shard “Feeling its touch is like losing a part of yourself.”

(Old Witch’s Memory)

“The man you call Galloper served his lord loyally. What do you think that means?  Galloper, he crushed anyone standing in the way of his Jarl and committed many dark deeds. He himself knew them to be wrong, but his loyalty to Jon Jarl pushed him onwards. Loyalty is a measly excuse when you don’t dare to stand up against those that do wrong. Sooner or later there will be no one to speak for you, and just like that, Galloper Thompson got to reap loyalty’s final reward...” 

“The Horseman’s Respite”

 Galloper Thompson’s Amulet “According to the ghost stories, this amulet is cursed. Maybe you should get rid of it?”

(Equestrian’s Memory)

There’s no ghost to tell this tale. Galloper confronts “you”; he levitates off his horse to lunge forward, hand outstretched towards you. When you come to, the amulet is on the ground nearby.

“The Forgotten Friendship”

Burnt Charcoal Drawing “A sketch in charcoal, burnt by the ages. It depicts a lord and his retainer. They both look happy”

(The Jarl’s Memory)

“You...awaken me after all this time? Me, who was once known as Jon Jarl, ruler of all Jorvik!  You come here at the behest of Galloper Thompson? How dare you speak of that man in my presence?! I do not wish to remember that man! Take your memento and be gone!”

Once we’ve collected each item and brought them back to the Tower of Regrets, the passageway opens. Galloper is still huddled into a ball. That’s when his mare gallops forth, rejoined to her rider. He is able to break free of his shackles and return to continue his duties. 

Back at his post, he beckons us closer. He has a reward he wishes to offer us as thanks. Which is a fiery spider pet!

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Non-story related, but when SSO celebrated the game’s 10th birthday in 2021, Galloper was invited :)

He was in the celebration art (seen bellow), and he was also at the party in Moorland! A couple of riders complimented him on his “cosplay” lol

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(October 27th, 2021) Linda’s quest about Galloper. She had a vision of the Keep and the man it holds within. Wanting to understand him and what his backstory is, we go through the portal to his realm. 

But he is not there. Perhaps on a wild hunt on Jorvik? We set up camp near the tower of regrets. 

Linda then gets into the strange story of Galloper Thompson’s life and his even stranger “death”. 

“The history books say that a man, Gunnar Thrymson, was a valued and loyal soldier to Jon Jarl, nearly 900 years ago. An odd man with a fitting name. Gunnar was described as possessing a dark and brooding nature, but valiant and loyal in all things to Jon Jarl. 

Eventually Thrymson became pronounced, “Thompson” as new settlers and tongues landed upon Jorvik in the following centuries. No horse allowed Gunnar to approach it and the other soldiers and servants avoided Gunnar. They secretly made a mock of him. Perhaps out of jealousy or out of fear, they nicknamed him, Galloper. A cruel joke. 

One day a wild and fearsome mare appeared, a great, black, Shire. Rumored to be from the lands in the east, beyond the Jor mountains, this horse permitted no other but Galloper near and to ride. At last he had found a companion. She was an immense Shire, dark as a moonless night, whose fierce aspect and wild nature unnerved the Jarl’s men. 

The mere presence of the horse distressed and alarmed the other animals, setting them into a panicked and frightful state.  Galloper and the Shire became inseparable, their unique bond a source of wonder and gossip. 

Galloper Thompson earned a position beside Jon Jarl as his personal bodyguard and advisor. He performed great tasks for Jon Jarl, even defending him against a dangerous uprising of rebellious lords. 

Resentment and rumor ran rampant through the army. Superstition and fear fed tales of wizardry and dark magic. Hatred overcame dread, and hidden mockery became open derision. 

The Jarl ordered Galloper be held responsible for his alleged crimes.  Galloper was captured and bound. Shackled and shamed, he was brought before his king. Jon Jarl stood as lord and judge, passing sentence upon his faithful servant. 

When Galloper was brought before the executioner’s block, hundreds of the Jarl’s men arrived to celebrate the spectacle.

Their previous superstition was proven to righteous when Galloper rose from the executioner’s block and revealed his immortality.

Folklore and history is muddled here but the prevailing theory was that the source of Galloper’s strength, his bond with the Jarl, and his immortality stemmed from a powerful witch from the Devil’s Gap.

One full year after his execution, the headless Galloper Thompson was spotted riding a flaming mare across the night sky for the first time. There have been sightings every autumn since.

As we sit in the shadow of the tower, I can feel that there’s more to this story begging to be told. It feels like a word forgotten, but restlessly waiting on the tip of my tongue to be spoken out loud.”

Linda feels herself being pulled to Paddock Island. When we arrive, Galloper is already there, gazing at the lonesome island with the broken bridge. We pick up memory shards that were scattered on the ground for Linda to decipher. 

“I see... a building. A stable by its appearance. It’s this place! This was a stable... Galloper‘s stable! It has been rumored that Galloper‘s mount could not be stabled with other horses. Is that why it’s so far removed? 

It begins... there is a mob, frightened and superstitious. They surround the stable. They are full of fear and anger. Soldiers move through the milling throng. They are there to take Galloper! 

A young man stands in the stable with a great mare. It must be Galloper! His eyes are so green and bright! They are filled with grief. His arms are wrapped around the mare’s neck. 

He is whispering his goodbyes as the soldiers enter the stable. It is just Galloper and his horse facing Jarl’s men. Galloper surrenders. 

The horse snorts and screams her displeasure and fear as the soldiers take him away. She kicks the walls and stamps the floor. The soldiers recoil from her anger. 

There is confusion! The mob churns and surges. A fire has broken out! Was a lantern thrown into the stable? Was a torch dropped? I cannot see clearly. The smoke and flames blind my view. The stables are ablaze! The horse is trapped!

The soldiers struggle to smother the flames. The mob has fallen back, stunned at the spectacle. The mare’s screams of terror rise with the flames, matched by Galloper’s howls of horror. 

The flames are extinguished. A stunned silence has settled. Smoke and cinders still float in the air. Galloper has collapsed, overwhelmed by grief and shock. 

Jon Jarl has arrived, surveying the damage. He stares long at the ruin, anger behind his eyes. His fury rises as he turns to confront Galloper, now slumped on the ground. 

Galloper knows the true source of Jon Jarl’s anger. The jealousy and craving, driving suspicions of betrayal and treachery.  But... the mare died that night, how did she return? Was it the dark magic and witchcraft that was rumored? Did the mysterious witch of legend also endow the Shire with power?”

We are then pulled into Jarlaheim. Suspiciously everyone is hiding, believing that Galloper was just here. Collecting more memory shards as Linda ponders if Galloper knows that we’re following him. 

“Galloper is being taken to a place of execution. He is surrounded by the king’s men and townsfolk. They jeer and mock him, hurling insults and garbage at him. 

Now, standing before the executioner’s block, he seems unmoved to the words being spoken by Jon Jarl. Has he given up hope? No, there’s a quiet intensity about him. The shock of his king’s cruelty and the horrific death of his truest companion has marked him deeply.

Numbly, he kneels before the block. His lips are moving silently. What is he saying? The masked executioner raises his axe. Oh, I cannot look! The axe drops. His sad, green eyes have a slightly startled look, almost as if they see me. 

Wait... the once cheering crowd falls silent. Their faces stunned, filled with horror and alarm. Something is amiss. The body. Galloper’s body is moving! It pushed itself up from the block, a green glow slowly engulfing his headless frame. 

The crowd is in a panic! They struggle to run away... some of the soldiers stab at him, to no avail. Something else is happening! The crowd is being hurled aside. 

It is the Shire! Its coat is even darker, so much that it seems to devour the very light. Its mane is so fiery and bright! A blinding apparition of shadow and flame! It strikes terror into the guards and townsfolk.

The few who were able to face the headless revenant are now broken and fleeing. Even Jon Jarl is nowhere to be seen!

Calmly and purposely Galloper climbs astride the Shire’s sturdy back. Away they escape, galloping into the sky.”

Returning to the Keep to collect our thoughts and theories about Galloper and his mare, Linda feels another pull. Stronger than before, filling her mind with Devil’s Gap and the Forgotten Fields. Unlike the memories we just experienced, this event is happening now!

Rushing over to Forgotten Fields we see his horse, but no Galloper! Where could he be? 

Following the great mare to see where she’s heading. Linda comments on the mare, “She knows where she’s going. There’s intense purpose in each step, but her eyes... It’s almost as if she’s in a trance.”

“I feel that we are about to find out why all this is happening. The insistence is still there but hints of anticipation, as if a task is nearly complete and rest is near.” 

Galloper’s mare runs past the ancient tree onto a narrow path along the edge of the cliff. We cannot follow, our pursuit ends here. 

A voice speaks from Devil’s Gap (presumably) “Gunnar Thrymson! Your task is not yet complete! You cannot escape your gift that simply, or did another seek to thwart our pact? No matter. What we have done cannot so easily be undone.

Your memories are restored as is your destiny! Remember now, the name of your steed and be rejoined in its power...

MORRIGAN!”

Heading back to Galloper’s Keep, Linda comments that Morrigan has returned to Galloper, but something is off. There’s a change in them. She’s never thought about the name or origin of Galloper’s horse before. The name feels old. Old and powerful. The voice that spoke from the mountain must have returned the memory of this name to Galloper. Where once the feeling of Galloper was like a man blinded by rage, he now seems composed, focused... perhaps even more dangerous than before. 

Someone or something must have tried to undo Galloper’s memories. But why? To break his bond with Morrigan? Who would gain from that and how? Linda ponders. Planning to return to the textbooks and research deeper into Jorvik’s past. 

Not knowing who gave Galloper his “gift” nor their motives. Whoever or whatever it is, they must be quite powerful if they or a descendant survives today. 

“I sense they are rebonded... but it feels different somehow; more powerful, focused? Yes... I sense not only a renewal, but an additional purpose. Perhaps whoever tried to seal his memories away unwittingly awoke new ones?

I can sense that this is the beginning of something very big. The strong bond between them was but cinders compared to the raging inferno I feel burning within Morrigan’s heart.”

And with that, we are left to wonder what will happen next!

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The “story snack” of a page of Galloper’s diary found by Ms. Holdsworth in Fort Maria (September 21st, 2022)

“There I was, abandoned by all my men, left to do the work that I’m sure will rain misfortune down upon all of us, curse the Jarl!” “It was mighty hard labor to go at the stones; good thing I had my splitting maul from Magnus, infused as it is with his special power.“ “And when one finally cracked under a ferocious blow, a woman, for I think it was a woman, did appear unto me.” “Whether she was called hence from the crack of the stone or had been watching my work I cannot say, she floated towards me with her hand outstretched, the antlers of a stag adorned her head, curls tumbled out from the hood of her cloak.” “She was terrifying, but I was too curious to feel afraid, and then she spoke, and her words were...”

-And that’s where it ends. The rest of the page appears to be blackened by flame.

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(October 26th, 2022)

We meet up with Linda at the makeshift campsite in the Keep. A new year and new discoveries await!

“We know somebody stole Galloper‘s memories. But why would they do that? What is there to gain?

It got me thinking.... What if somebody actually did something to Galloper? Something bad. Something they didn’t want him to remember! 

Suddenly, it all made sense. And all the anguish, anger, and regret I was sensing around Galloper before... It wasn’t simple blind rage; it was the feeling of revenge!

Something must have happened in the past, 900 years ago, before he became Galloper Thompson. Back when he was just “Gunnar”.

At first, I started searching the archives for any descendants or relatives of Gunnar Thrymson. When that failed, I turned my efforts to the Jarl and his closest allies. Then... A familiar name popped up. 

Magnus Steinar! It’s been said that Gunnar Thrymson broke magical runestones with the help of a stonemason, a stonemason by the name of Magnus!

We know that the ghost of Magnus still wanders Jorvik to this day, and the last time he was seen was in the Stonecutter’s Vault in the Valley of the Hidden Dinosaur. Let’s go see if he’s still there!”

When we enter the main section of Stonecutter’s Vault, Magnus is nowhere to be seen. A puddle of ghost goo is left on the cobblestone. Searching for clues as to where he went, we find an old horse statue, a worn, green tinted roofing tile, and scraps of an ancient bridle adorned with bronze serpentine ornaments. Thinking he went to Jorvik Stables and suspecting it’s a place of importance to him, we head on over!

Magnus is in a panicked state when we arrive. Screaming “He found me!! Help! Somebody help me! The horseman...”

“Please don’t take me away”

Linda sees something from the corner of her eye. A strange floating mist is hanging in the air. Going closer to this mist, it runs. We chase it down until it drops an amulet. It’s ancient, made from a piece of string tied around a gemstone. Herbs are braided into the string. It smells of sulfur and is covered in a slimy substance. 

As we ride back to Linda and Magnus, the air shifts, we see a vision of an old blacksmith’s workshop. Magnus begins to speak, “This place... it meant something to me. I lived here once. Long ago. The headless horseman... no, Gunnar. He was there also. I... did something. Something terrible. 

I can’t... remember. It’s all so hazy. The forging... forging of a tool.. so long ago. How did I do it?”

Going through the motions of the past. The forging of the splitting maul, he remembers. “There it is, my crowning achievement: forging this tool, perfectly crafted to shatter the most sacred of stones and splitting through the most hallowed of trees. It was made to... to shatter magic!”

“Forgive me, I did not know what I was doing! How could I know what he was planning...”

“The legendary splitting maul... A powerful tool imbued with the magic of a thousand unharness horses. It never missed its target. Rúnhammar. That’s what I called it.”

Magnus calls for us to go to a runestone that used to stand behind Jorvik Stables. 

“Yes... this is where it happened... Do you hear it? The horses...” (sounds of horses neighing echo in the memory)

“What is he asking you to do?”, Linda asks us. We take the splitting maul up to the runestone. One... the ground starts shaking. Two... a feeling of uneasiness rushes to us in waves. Three.... the runestone crumbles under the battering of Rúnhammar. 

“I remember now. I remember everything. So much pain, so much guilt. I spent the rest of my life... and undeath, trying to repent for what I did. 

I can still feel it, the runestone crumbling underneath the heavy weight of Rúnhammar‘s blow. I wielded it once, but never again. 

I suppose I should thank you for helping me remember, although I admit I didn’t really want to. Alas, holding these memories is an apt punishment for my actions. I do not deserve to forget.”

Magnus answers our questions:

Why would Galloper... Gunnar Thrymson... be chasing after you now?

“Rúnhammar, created for the sole purpose of destroying magic-imbued objects, was given to Gunnar Thrymson. He used it to shatter many runestones across Jorvik.  With every runestone, he seemed to lose a little part of himself, until one day, there was nothing left of him! That’s when the horse arrived. Morrigan, he called it.  I believe Gunnar, or shall I call him Galloper, ended up the way he is today because of me. Without my splitting maul, he would not have been able to destroy all those runestones, many lifetimes ago...”

Why did you forge Rúnhammar, the splitting maul?

“I forged the great splitting maul Rúnhammar at the behest of Jon Jarl. He wanted a tool to destroy the mystical runestones which could be found all over Jorvik. For some reason, those runestones seemed to bother him... I happily accepted the mission. I wasn’t concerned with what the tool was used for, I was too preoccupied with the thought of working with such wonderous magical materials. I had never seen anything like it before... How could I resist? Alas, I could not see past the great honor of being given such a mighty task. Now, Rúnhammar is my greatest regret...”

Where is Rúnhammar now?

“Nobody knows where Rúnhammar is today. It was last seen with Gunnar, however, Galloper Thompson does not appear to wield it now. Perhaps it has been lost to the ages...  It is for the best. I hope nobody finds it.” 

Linda takes the amulet we found that was stalking Magnus earlier. It’s vaguely familiar... It didn’t come from Galloper Thompson. That’s for sure. But she has to do a little research before she can figure out who it came from. 

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(November 2nd, 2022)

We enter the portal to Galloper’s Keep, Kasper the ghost greets us. “Did you see that trailing blaze of green fire that just swooshed by? Phooey! I wouldn’t wanna be whomever he’s hunting! I’ve never seen Galloper in such an agitated state before... He was practically on fire! You know, more so than usual. 

If you’re fast enough out through the portal you might catch a glimpse of him in action!” 

As we exit the portal back to Jorvik, Galloper comes running past, blazing a trail into the forest of Hollow Woods. 

As we follow Morrigan’s trail, we run past Linda hiding in the bushes. That amulet from earlier was druidic in origin and happened to be very old, like a thousand years old! Coincidentally like the ethereal being with Linda hiding in the bushes, hiding from Galloper. 

Broderick is frantic to get to a safe place he knows. He gives us directions while on horseback to where this hideout is... the Spy Master’s Hideout! He apparently has a “semi-hostile co-living arrangement” going on here. Anyway, Linda fills us in about Broderick. 

“Broderick is a druid from ancient times who lived in the same time period as Gunnar and the great Jon Jarl himself, yet conveniently remembers nothing about them ever setting foot on Jorvik. He’s not quite like other druids I have met before though...”

Linda begs us to come closer, speaking lowly, “Something doesn’t feel right about him. I sense he’s hiding something, something of great significance. I think he might be the missing piece of this puzzle!

Why was he following Magnus? Why is Galloper hunting him? Why does he claim not to know of Gunnar or the Jarl? There are just so many questions he won’t answer, questions we need to find answers to!

I’ll keep him busy. You go look around the hideout for something... unusual. You’ll know it when you see it!” 

Poking around the hideout, peering our head over a box, in the corner we see a green memory fragment. As we grab it, we are given the vision of a young man, Gunnar, on a horse. The horse rears and throws Gunnar off, sending him flying and landing harshly on the ground. 

We find another memory fragment behind a crate. Showing Gunnar and Morrigan’s bonding moment. We go back to Broderick with our findings. “That’s... that’s not what you think it is! I mean, gee, how did they get there?”. He’ll tell us what we want to know, but we gotta help him in turn. 

Why is Galloper Thompson hunting you?

“Oh, he’s been looking for me for a long time... he just didn’t realize I was the one he was looking for until recently. My mistake; I got careless. He wants revenge of course.

You see... Galloper... he’s cursed... he cannot die, but he cannot quite live either. He is in a state of constant torment... heheheh. A fate most befitting his ill deeds. Someone had to punish that destroyer of runestones!

It was me; I cursed him! Split his soul into three, in the name of Aideen! One part of his soul he kept within himself, the other two parts... well who cares where they ended up!

However... Galloper becoming a ferryman of souls... most unexpected.”

How do you know Magnus Steinar?

“Magnus? That worm. I saw it with my own two eyes. Magnus forged the weapon which Gunnar used to desecrate our most precious runestones. 

Yes. Magnus is also to blame...”

Why do you have Galloper’s memory fragments?

“The fragments you found in my hideout? They’re only some of the many memory fragments I’ve stolen from poor old Galloper. Why did I steal them? Isn’t it obvious?

I knew he was looking for revenge, he was coming even closer to figuring out the truth... I had to make him forget, I had to cover my tracks. Then YOU came along! Now, you shall help me.”

What do you know of Morrigan?

“Galloper‘s abhorrent horse? A most unpleasant mare she is... Nobody knows where she came from, but she found Galloper and united with him shortly after I had cast my curse.

It was if they shared an unholy bond already then, lacking all light of Aideen. It is distasteful that a creature of such grace would choose to ally herself with somebody such as him.”

While answering our second chosen question, a chill blows in from the doorway, fog starts to roll in, Galloper is just outside!

We have the decision to help hide Broderick by shutting the door in hopes that Galloper will pass us by, we could do nothing and see what lays ahead, or we can make noise to ensure that Galloper finds us:

Broderick deserves a second chance, let’s hide him!

{You hurriedly shut the door to try and save Broderick from the wrath of Galloper Thompson... but it is futile. Morrigan bursts through and Galloper evaporates the ancient ethereal being from this plane of existence.}

I can’t make this decision! I’ll just see what happens...

{If you do nothing, Galloper runs in and collects Broderick’s soul.}

Galloper deserves his vengeance, give Broderick up. 

{We purposely knock over a nearby lantern, glass shattering across the ground, the sound alerting Galloper of our position. “What have you done?! You’ve doomed me!”, exclaims Broderick. 

Galloper rushes in to enact his vengeance. Broderick dissipates into thin air, gone from this existence.}

Linda is in shock over witnessing the outcome. Yet she feels sympathy for Galloper. “Poor Galloper Thompson... A state of constant torment!? Having his memories taken from him... Lacking a whole soul? I couldn’t imagine a worse fate; I know he has done unspeakable things but still... I can’t help but feel sorry for him. 

I wish we’d know more, where are the other pieces of his soul? How did he become the ferryman of souls and the master of the Keep?

And Broderick, what is to become of him? What will Galloper do to him? There’s more to be told in Galloper’s story... But for now, there’s nothing more we can do, for Galloper OR Broderick. The veil between our realms is closing.”

Heading back into Galloper’s Keep, we talk to Kasper. “Galloper seemed to be in a particularly good mood upon his return. Well, ‘good’ might be an overstatement. He seemed... resigned. Calm. Must have been a successful hunt for that lost soul. Tsk, poor fella!”

Our remaining time in the Keep simmers down after that enthralling experience. We will have to wait for the bridge between our worlds to strengthen so we can cross over to visit the land of wandering souls once again and continue our exploration of Galloper’s tale.

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Outside of the game there’s these two; a short audio book and some comics.

The comics Star Stable has released on their instagram. Drawn by @ellipuukangas. They delve into the past of Gunnar. Who he was, what came to be, how his mare came to find him. 

Comic from 2021

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

Part 5

This whole comic has been uploaded to Star Stable’s blog website

Here for full page viewing!

Comic from 2022

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

And also, the spooky story of Linda encountering Galloper one evening. An audio book written by Helena Dahlgren. Narrated by Jennifer Jill Araya. Released October 29th, 2021

You can listen to it here!

That’s all there is about Galloper so far at this current time! (November 7th 2022). I hope there be many more in the future! 

[cleaverqueer]

Hiii idk what to send you an ask about uhhhhh are you working on any art/diy projects?? I'm currently drawing a trans statue of David that's maybe for this art class thing I'm doing, the instructor said it was such a revolutionary idea and I'm like Buddy. Trans statue of David is like trans art 101. Anyway I am making some other pieces that are more "unique to my experience" trans art but I did want to draw that bc it's a popular-ish concept for a reason. And that reason is that it fucks severely. Probably will post that here in a bit :)

Hey dude! :D thanks for the ask! Also lol yeah it has been done before, but I think it will be unique how you choose to portray him ^^ and I'm pumped to see what else you make too !

I've got a couple projects in the works rn; got a couple patch jackets that need more work, plus my newest patch pants, but I tend to kinda flit from project to project based on what I feel like doing, which has been crocheting lately!

I got this pattern for a like wingspan shawl thing that's been ASS trying to figure out l, seeing as how I've never bought just a pattern before, and it's kinda complex too XP so while I put off pulling that apart and starting over, I'm also making a lime green cloak for my QPP :DDD It's abt a third of the way through atm! I think you'd like it, it's a similar green to your blog!

[monitorchakas]

Nine People You'd Like to Get to Know Better

Tagged by @wonderwafles , thanks :)

I think I had few other mutuals tag me before but I've forgotten to do, I'm sorry friends

Last song: Find Me Ghost in the Shell 2045

This song makes me sad...

Favorite color: mint/seafoam green

Currently watching: the Futurama reboot and Leave it to Beaver

Last movie: A letter to momo

Currently reading: lol 😳 umm... Cryptum. Listen its almost Oct and I need to reread Forerunner trilogy ( Cryptum Oct, Primordium Nov, Silentium Dec) and comics to be ready for UrDidact's glorious return. I also am going to try my best to make video summary of these books but... no promises

Sweet/spicy/savory: Spicy or savory but I don't like sweet things

Relationship status: Lol I'm married......

......To Spark. Hahaha had u going for a minute there

Current obsession: it's always Spark lol

I will never not be obsessed with him

Uhh got obsessed with tye dyes, did too much of it, killed the obsession. I've been playing lots of pokemon go. I'm in an obsession lull right now not really any new stuff to report. Will probably become annoying about the forerunner trilogy again once I start rereading that. So SOOON

I honestly just want epitaph out already....

Oh also Im always obsessed with FISH have recently just been watching deep sea fish vibing

Last thing I googled: (umm don't laugh but)

Afk xp glitch fortnite

Currently working on: a few things, writing a script for cryptum video summary, art of dadab and lighter than some, art of Spark at myers moon, and I want to draw Chakas Bornstellar and Riser around the fireplace at night at Djamonkin. My energy levels have been at 0 so idk...

Thanks again for the tag, if anyone wants to participate please do

[ashensdotcom]

REALLYYYYYYYYY LONG RAMBLE ABOUT ASHENS INBOUND!!!!!

crossposted from my spacehey

so one of my favorite youtubers Ashens is making a new movie and it looks reallyyyyyy cool and I'm so excited for it!!!! he's done two other movies before, but both of them are comedies, and this upcoming one is a horror so I'm excited to see what it's gonna be like!!! and I love love love horror movies also, so even unrelated to ashens I'm excited to see it!! :D 

it's called Turn Back and it's a folk horror (I LOOOOOOVE FOLK HORROR AAHHHHH IM SO EXCITED IM SO EXCITED i need to watch way more folk horror movies for sure) and it's TOLD IN REVERSE it's gonna be so cool to see how that's gonna be executed, I love movies that you have to sit on and think about and then watch again and only Then do you only Start to get the full picture aaahhskgjjss that's what the wicker man is like to me (WHICH IS ANOTHER EXCELLENT FOLK HORROR FILM) and that's one of my favorite favorite favorite movies of all timeeeee and it's really funny to reflect on it because on my first watching of it I actually didn't like it very much but then I gave it another chance and THAT'S when it really clicked in my brain hehehe

if the movie sounds interesting to you it's doing crowdfunding rn on turnbackmovie.com !!! there's some really cool perks I'M SO EXCITED TO GET MINE AHHHHHH 

the ETA on the movie is late 2024 / early 2025 SO IT GIVES ME SOMETHING TO LOOK FORWARD TO!!!!! :D it's like a christmas gift hehehe!! 

and speaking of movies ashens has made, my mom said she wants to watch ashens and the quest for the gamechild AND ashens and the polybius heist with me!!!! yaaaaay!!!!!! (also if you want to watch them they are free on tubi!!!!! at least here in the USA they are :P I know tubi isn't the same from country to country but HOPEFULLY it's available for free on there in your country too!!) (I learned that because my british friend wanted to watch The Saint starring roger moore and I was like ohh it's on tubi for free!! but she said it wasn't available in her country even though it was on mine :( which sux :,( aaa) 

I actually had totally forgotten I introduced my mom to ashens lol, my mom doesn't like youtubers who shout and scream and stuff, and tends to have an aversion towards high-energy stuff in general, (which is a lot of what I like ESP MUSIC but it's ok) so I was like ohh I have the perfect idea!! since ashens is very mellow in all his videos and stuff I can watch them with my mom and so I showed some of his stuff to her and she likes it!!!! 

which I had completely forgotten about when I was showing her the trailer for polybius heist xP I didn't think she knew who he was bc I forgot I showed him to her so I was like oooo you wanna watch this cool heist movie with me so bad oooooooo 

and she was like ok!! and i was like HUH WHAT REALLY ?! and then I told her about the quest for the gamechild n she said she wanted to watch that one first (since it came out first) so I'm soooo excited to watch both of them with her x3 

and then I came back later and I was like mamaaaa I need help making a financial decision :P which was y'know me buying a perk to support the funding for turn back . and TL;DR she was like "you should treat yourself" bc I don't buy things for myself very often.. she was like "it's almost valentine's day you can be your own valentine" WHICH.... TRUE!!!!!!!! I can't remember her wording but she said something like "imagine if you had a partner what you'd buy for them" and iwas like .......... ur right....... I am my own partner........ and I do buy things for my friends quite a bit so... xP might as well get something for myself ur right........ SO IM GETTING THE ASHENS RETRO DVD COLLECTION!!!!!! AAAAHHH!!!!!! IM SOOOOOOOOOOO EXCITED!!!!!!!!! 

that's actually quite an emotional thing to me... (in a good way) 

because like y'know I haven't been an adult for very long, I graduated high school literally not that long ago and I haven't been in the workforce for super long y'know so I never really like.... idk I did get money as a gift sometimes and I'm not gonna act like I didn't bc I am grateful, but it's not the same as like... actually Consistently Making Money and Having Money To Spend y'know? so whenever I saw youtubers advertise their own merch I was always like "ohh this looks cool but I don't really have that kinda money to throw around this much" so it was always like "damn. looks cool" and left it at that

and I thought that was what was gonna happen with the retro dvd collection too!!! bc the perk to get it is freaking expensive!!!! BUT LIKE...!!! I'M AT A POINT IN MY LIFE WHERE I CAN SPEND THAT MONEY EVERY ONCE IN A WHILE AND IT NOT BEING A PROBLEM!!! WHICH IS CRAZYYYYYYYYYY LIKE I'M ACTUALLY GOING TO GET IT. THIS REALLY COOL LIMITED MERCH THAT'S LIKE SUPER EXCLUSIVE AND IS GONNA BE REALLY COOL AND IT'S SIGNED BY ASHENS TOO AAAHHHH AND IT'S JSUT. IT'S SUCH A UNIQUE FEELING OF SEEING SOMETHING REALLY COOL AND KINDA VAGUELY DAYDREAMING ABOUT HAVING IT BUT JUST DISMISSING IT BC UR USED TO DISMISSING STUFF LIKE THAT BUT THEN YOU REALIZE THAT YOU'RE AT A POINT WHERE YOU ACTUALLY CAN GET IT. LIKE IT'S AN ACTUAL POSSIBILITY NOW. AAAAAAHHHHHHHH I have so much to look forward to which I'm really grateful for :,3 

LOOK I HAVE A PICTURE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I'VE NEVER ACTUALLY EVER BACKED A CROWDFUNDING CAMPAIGN BEFORE EVER IN MY LIFE SO THIS IS A REALLY COOL FEELING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! NOT ONLY AM I BUYING AND GETTING COOL STUFF BUT ALSO MY MONEY IS GOING DIRECTLY TO HELP THE PRODUCTION OF THE FILM!!!!!!!!!!!!! AAAHHHH!!!!!!!! SUUUUUUCH A COOL FEELING!!!!!!!!!!!!

OK SORRY THAT WAS SOOOOOOO LONG!!!!!! I just love love love ashens' content so much I could talk about it for so many paragraphs more but I'm not gonna make this blog any longer x) I just needed to get all of this out of my system instead of sending it all into one of my friends' DMs lol!!

so excited for turn back!!!!! yay!!!!!!

[redwingedwolves]

Hi hi Mike!! How about 💌, 🎀 and 💘 for Dabi and Hawks?

Hiya, Ghosty! Thank you so so much for the ask, and I am very sorry it has taken me so long to get to it. XP

Ask Game.

💌 - What pet names does your F/O use for you the most? Which pet names do they like being referred to with the most?

Keigo tends to call me a large variety of pet names including: puppy/pup, baby boy, honey, and occasionally sweetheart. The pet names I call him are all bird related like: birb, birdie, pretty bird, and the like. The one he seems to like most is birdie.

Dabi isn't as varied, but he does have his choice few. He tends to call me things like: Mutt, baby doll, and sweetheart(he uses it a lot more than Keigo does). On very rare occasions he'll call me pup/puppy, but those are far and few in between. The pet name I default to the most for him is firefly, but I also call him Dabs a lot. I also just go with the basic stuff like babe and baby too. Needless to say me and Dabi are much less creative toward each other than me and Keigo are. XD

🎀 - Do you/they take the other's clothes often? Which piece of their/your clothes is stolen the most often?

Yes, yes we do. All of us. And most often it is shirts though we have ended up with other things too. It's a bit harder for Keigo to steal things from me and Dabi cause of his wings, but we've set up a system that works out for him.

Basically what me and Dabi have done is that we have taken a bunch of our older shirts that we don't really wear all that much anymore and cut holes in the backs of them for his wings and then when they're washed we put them in with our other clothes so that he gets the feeling that he's taking them. Me and Dabi will also still wear them every now and then to make sure they smell like us and stuff, but yeah. XP

💘 - What was the first thing that made them interested in you?

With Keigo I'm going to be honest and say I have no freaking clue. Probably the fact that when we first met he kept having to save me from stupid scenarios? I don't know. And as for what made him fall for me I also have no clue. You'd have to ask him.

For Dabi though, it was most definitely the fact that I was Keigo's boyfriend and nothing else. Man was only looking for leverage. After that though, it was definitely the fact that I'm apparently very obvious with my attractions when I actually think that I hide them well. Basically Dabi saw that I was into him and just said fuck it(literally) and that is that. lol

[fluffytriceratops]

Dating Headcannons - Michelangelo

Note: Fhfhfhf

I don't know why it took me so long to post this, but here we are. XD I think I mentioned this in one of the other headcannons, but Mikey's are my favorite. Idk why- they just are. He's just so cute and sweet and he's best boy. :3 He deserves the entire world and more. They all do. Again- not a specific version, I kinda just smushed them altogether. Imagine this as whichever iteration you want. Also- I do not own the photo, just got it off google. And I still may or may not make a Casey one of these. So far I'm leaning towards no just because that's more work and I'm lazy. XP But if anyone wants to see the bonehead's version of this, then I will write one just cuz they asked lol. Most likely. Maybe not. We'll see. Oh and again-- not edited just kinda threw this together. So enjoy my trash thots! <3

Warnings: mature/sexual themes, nsfw mentions, mature language,

- Will find the most random things and give it you as gifts. Random doll head? Buttons of every shape, color, and size? Other weird/cute knickknacks? You bet your bottom fucking dollar. He loves to give you gifts but he's broke as hell, and this is one of the ways he shows his affection.

-  Showers you with kisses every chance he gets. Also hugs and cuddles, so many fucking cuddles. And he's the best cuddler out there, you can't change my mind.

- Mikey would love pulling little pranks with/on you. You'd probably have a little prank war with each other. And water gun fights, lots of them. Video game bets/wars as well.

- Wake up at 3am and have a dance party type of guy.

- Video call sleep overs!!!

- Loves your tummy. Big, smol, flat, large, doesn't matter. He loves them all. He loves to nuzzle his face into it and just lay there with you. Would also love to shove his face between your thighs and bewbies. ^^

- Slightly obsessed with the way you smell. He'd just sniff you all the time, and depending on how long you've been dating wouldn't even bother hiding it. Would have a bottle of your perfume/body spray so he could spray it on his pillow/in his room. Also the soaps you use would be in his shower and he'd use them sometimes, especially when he's missing you. Because you smell nice he'd make sure to smell good for you too and he'd get either you or April to help him buy cologne and stuff for him.

- Loves to wear your scrunchies/hair ties on his wrists.

- LOVES to take baths/showers with you. Also adores using bath bombs and other things to make it better. Would 100% brings toys in the bath if you let him. Both sexual and non-sexual.

- He'd be into food play, and he'd definitely have a praise kink. He'd be a switch with a preference for bottom because he'd love it when you dominated him. Also he's a definite BRAT, especially in bed.

- He wouldn't do anything degrading or violent (like whipping or choking), because he's not into that and he wouldn't want to hurt you.

- Prefers (video) calling over texting, and will call at the most random times. Even if he just wants to say hi and hang up, or tell you he loves you, or tell you a quick/random story.

- Most comforting and open boyfriend ever. Will listen to you for hours and check up on you often.

- Would love to teach you how to skateboard if you were open to it. And if you knew how to skate already, he'd love to skate with you. You guys would learn new tricks together, go on skating dates, sneak out to find abandoned skateparks, etc. Even if you didn't know how to skateboard but preferred using roller skates/blades, he'd totally be into that as well. He couldn't wear them himself, but he'd still get to skate with you.

- Cooking for each other, even if it's absolutely horrible.  Probably ends up in a food fight. He'd definitely give you lots of smooches throughout.  x3

- Art dates. He'd love to draw you and he'd also love for you to draw him. Even if you weren't good at it. Nude posing? Hell yes. If you were also artistic (I headcannon that Mikey loves art and is really good at it) you'd have blast learning different mediums with each other. Painting, digital, traditional, you name it. You'd also learn new/weird hacks and try them out together. Probably go travelling around the city just to paint/sketch stuff. Paint fight is a big possibility. Having sex covered in paint on a blank canvas? Another large possibility.

- Mikey finds random stray animals and tries to keep them. His family would probably say no most of the time, so he'd try to convince you to take it in. He'd even offer to help you with the research so you'd know how to properly take care of it. He'd love for you to take it in, but if you couldn't he'd completely understand. You'd probably make posts about the animal online to try and find it a good home. Either that or give it to a humane society. If you chose to keep the pet, it would be like you and Mikey's child. He'd definitely call himself the daddy and you mommy, and insist that you do the same.

- Big baby with horror movies. Would love it if you slept over afterwards so he has someone to cuddle and console him. XD

- Mikey would totally be into building pillow forts and sleeping with you in the living room or even if it was in his room. Sometimes he's a bit too big for it and his legs might stick out, but it'd still be super cute and fun. He wouldn't mind.

- Lots of pillow fights. :3 He'd probably accidentally hit you too hard and then get super guilty afterwards. Even if you told him it was okay, he'd feel really bad. He could have hurt you, you're his precious turtle-duck. <3 (He'd probably accidentally hurt you lol- I can totally see him going to hit one of his brother's, and they dodge and he ends up whacking you so hard you're launched onto your ass-)

- Bit clingy but you love it. Mikey loves to be near you, especially if he gets the chance to cuddle. Doesn't matter what you're doing- that includes studying. He'll lay in your lap and let you do your thing. He'll just listen to music or take a nap, as long as he's with you, he's content.

- Would probably sneak you on patrol sometimes. Leo would get very pissy- but you both kinda find it amusing. Especially if you like to risk your life and all that jazz. I think the idea of Mikey sneaking his s/o on patrol/missions to be extremely hilarious. He just doesn't want to be without her. They're in the middle of an important mission and all of a sudden she just kinda pops up out of nowhere and they're all like "wtf". XDD They're fighting some asshats and she comes up behinds one of em and whacks them over the head with a bat or some shit-

- "Thanks babe!"

- "You're welcome, love!"

- "When the fuck did you get here?"

- LMFAO-

[ace-angelprincess]

Day before the Con, Cafe refreshments, and Convention map with whoever you'd like for the ask meme :D

Ivan from Golden Sun is my only F/O. I can’t bare to focus on anyone else but him. We’ve been together for 17 years. ☺️😳

Day before the Con - What’s something that gets you and your F/Os excited? Do you have a tendency to prep for things or do them off the fly?

We get excited generally going out together, like for food, or tiny adventures like a walk in the park or a good hike. Well, I’m the one excited, and it rubs onto Ivan. XP

Between Ivan and me, Ivan is the planner. I tend to improvise a lot. I try planning for stuff, but they tend to slide off the rail because of variables I didn’t see coming (ex: the park is closed). Ivan would’ve totally checked to see if the place was open. XD

Cafe refreshments - What sort of restaurants or food do you and your F/O like to eat when you’re together? Do you disagree on food choices or do you basically like the same things?

Ooo ooo, food! We try to be open to new foods. However, I need to avoid fat-concentrated foods (think deep fried) and pork meat; they don’t settle well in my stomach. Ivan picked up on my taste aversions, so he too avoids fatty foods. He can eat pork fine.

Ivan likes soupy foods. Think ramen, hot pots, pho, soups in general.

I tend to lean more on meaty and noodle options, like pad see ew, ramen, and okonomiyaki.

Convention map - Out of you and your F/Os, who is the best at directions? Who gets lost? Does anyone refuse to ask for directions?

Sense of directions, I am better at it. However, following and giving directions, I am terrible at it! I need a map or landmark to know where I’m going. I can’t go by street/area names.

Ivan is the better guide. 😂 He can give clearer directions and instructions than me. (I fumble them.) Plus, he’s not afraid to ask for directions. (I’d rather consult a map than a person.)

I am the one to get lost first, mostly due to distractions and tendency to walk away quietly to inspect object of interest. So Ivan follows my lead to see what caught my attention this time. 🤣

SPEAKING OF DISTRACTIONS!

Here’s another prompt since we’re talking Convention questions. XP

If we’re walking in an Exhibit Hall, Artist Alley, or Dealer’s Room, Ivan has to constantly hold my hand! I mean, we hold hands all the time, but he’s holding my hand with two purposes: so we don’t get lost, AND I don’t impulse-buy everything I see, lol.

Ivan has the power to read minds. So, he’s constantly hearing my thoughts of all the stuff I want to buy, and “this is so cute”, “omg!”, “ahhhhh!”, more internal screaming, incoherent gibberish, and some fangirl gasps.

While it may look like he’s my money manager, he’s actually more entertained by how excited and giddy I am. Like, how can one person contain so much emotion?! Where is it all stored!? And it just makes him smile to see how much fun I’m having. I LIVE for his smile. 🥰 Ivan has fun through my nonchalant-self enjoying the whole event. And I get to share the convention experience with him.

[ourpieceoutoftime-blog]

POWER; Time, Timelines, Time Lords, and Deities || Closed for Credentibus

@credentibus

With a bowl of cereal in his hand, the Assassin walked back towards his workshop. Today was more of a day of fiddling about with some of the ideas in his head, see how he could make them come to life or if he’d need more supplies, rather than actually focusing on properly making something for a specific something. It was a calm day which was can be greatly needed from time to time, even for him. He was only Time Lord, after all!

Rockit had taken it upon herself to move her rooms around at will, as she did. Although it meant the minimal trip back would be longer, the Time Lord wasn’t bothered with having to walk through his console room on his return trip, despite not having to do so on his way to the kitchen. That was fine. Rockit was probably just doing something in the background.

Almost making it to the doorway on the other side of the room, the A.I chimed in, gaining her Time Lord’s attention.

“An anomaly has been detected, master.” She said, her voice sounding throughout the room.

“What kind’a anomaly?” Was the Assassin’s reply, his mouth full of cereal. “Where?”

“Directing flight towards anomaly.”

Swallowing his mouth full, he again replied, “Rockit, I didn’t say to do that. Where are we going?” It didn’t come out rude or in an impatient tone, more like calmly stating a fact.

“We have already landed, master. I suggest resuming your cereal at a later time. You will want to see this.”

[kaeyazuha]

hey Ky! ♡

hehe, then i guess i'll stay on your blog for a whiiile since my asks don't bother you. but seriously i'll be there for you as much as i can! and thank you! means a lot <3

hopefully it works!! i mean kazuha's really kind, he wouldn't let you waste your primogems for nothing right,,?

ehe. childe is a walking death flag anyway, so it doesn't matter whether he uses his delusion too much or not /j (please be a joke haha don't kill him mhy)

good for him! if he stays in your team all the time, you can get him enough friendship xp to compensate the lack of teapot xp *cough* but seriously i wonder what mhy is doing in the teapot ? it might take weeks, it better be worth it :(

btw! how is the chasm exploration going for you?

taking notes to know what names i should avoid! it might take some time for me to do this though, i'm really really sorry TT and i'm not sure about the alias, i dont have anything in mind lol

anyway, have a good week! i love you, and i hope you'll have very peaceful days. stay safe ♡♡

- 🦊

I'm happy to hear it! Please, stay as long as you'd like.

That's also a good point...then again he threatened to brand someone's forehead with a hot iron which was really attractive of him

Please noooo- I have so much evidence for Childe's death and I HATE IT. pls don't kill him mihoyo you're too sexy for that haha

He's already up to friendship lvl 3! I'm taking him to everything I'm doing-- I'm not sure what they could be doing to make it worth it. Adding more space? I mean the scenery is already gorgeous and there's not many more mechanics to add...

100% on both sides as of two days ago! Sadly I'm out of things to do there haha- and please don't stress over it, I'm happy to wait as long as you'd like!

Take care, beloved, I hope you're doing okay today. Have a lovely day! <3

[nctshipsandmtls]

Hi! I was wondering if you'd do a written ship for me from NCT 127 :) I'm about 5"7 with dark hair, dark eyes and lightly tanned skin. I am a good student but I'm also more creatively inclined. I have a casual and clean clothing sense, I like to hunt for sneakers and watches. I like to do everything from singing, rapping, writing, instruments, art to public speaking xP. Also, I'm the type of person who's mysterious and cold on the outside but mature and fluffy on the inside. Thanks a lot! :D

Hello lovely! Thanks for requesting!

I ship you with Taeyong! You and Taeyong fit together like two peas in a pod. He’s attracted to your cool and mysterious demeanor, and you are as well. It’s almost like looking in a mirror lol. Once you get to know each other you see how perfectly you flow together. You both share interests in the creative arts, and can I just say Taeyong has a nick for girls with good clothing sense. I think it would start off as a friendship at first until he realized he was falling in love with you and had to act on it. The first kiss would be somewhere completely random, because it wouldn’t be planned. It would just be him loosing his self control for a split second, and then be worried out of his mind if he just messed everything up, until you start kissing him back 😝.

[vaguely-concerned]

today I finally unlocked 'cryptographer' (*pained exhausted wheeze* holy shit friends I've been through some shit), so now I have literally ALL mass effect andromeda achievements with the exception of 'matchmaker', which I'll probably never get because -- despite my best efforts through the years -- I simply am not a multishipper and my heart went deep on the dumpster diving with reyes early on lol