#half pig gal

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Yes I know I'm surprise spamming battle cats stuff but listen: myrcia is the best galaxy gal even the robot thinks so I dont care if shes garbo she doesnt need good stats to be beautiful

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Spoilers for DnP Incohearent!!!!

I’m having so much fun trying to solve these that I made a list to keep track! Message if you can help me fill in any I’m missing or if I’ve got any wrong!!!

Also lmk if you see any I’ve missed!! I’m going to keep updating this and have it unrebloggable but you can reblog this post to have a link to it!

These are all gathered from this post and this post so check the notes on those first to try to solve them then look here if you need answers!

Sow march cheer ray = so much cherry

Wee nay urn for uke oye yer tub = we’ve never fucked on youtube?

Ta fold in fig = the golden pig

Feed hay hid eho = vday video

Tat he won ape hit morse him he = daddy want a bit more simmy

Watt ken ice hay = what can I say

North key bus teabag king = naughty busty baking

Fool tie enter nit hobo / fall tie mint her nepo moe / fault aye mint earn are ohm owe/ foul thyme inch hermit hole mold = full time internet homo

Cumin mile aid deed or = come in my ladydoor

Hum hay zinc tan = amazingdan

Elven ower fug sedge own = eleven hour fuck session

An berry moth ribeye adam stir = and every month we buy a hamster

March rest array = Manchester eye

Cyst herding yell = sister daniel

Add a ding teps = editing tips

Cop dubai khaki luna = topped by kakuna

Late eat tore = ladydoor

Half tugger etch two eggs cyst = have the courage to exist

Perish she end wink = Parisian twink

Coal ten big/ goal then pick = golden pig

Cyst ordain yell = sister daniel

Train youth inks = try new things

Gay mean moss/ gain ink mass = gamingmas

Soften need = soft and neat

A wools lied = owl slide

Topper bought them hill = top or bottom Phil

Coat fit firenze = golf with friends???

Few ours pig meow fits = viewers pick my outfits

Read less tar = red lester

Eye eight soup igloo = I ate super glue

Insight youth era too walls = inside you there are two wolves

Mine amy stan = my name is Dan

Clap hella = glabella

Hiss teeth rent = hits different

Eel eyes apron kay kiss = Eliza pancakes

See pram haze ink bra jet = super amazing project

Feels lie yawn = phils lion

Fuel ease snot dawn fair = Phil is not on fire

Jaw shush ear son = josh hutcherson

Ball bull him tour food = bauble in your foot?

Sure eck = shrek

High ate dust = hiatus

Add a dink deps = editing tips

Ga hay shoom air age = gay shoe marriage

Pope eat plate aim = poppy playtime

Eat aches stu = it takes two

Goo gal few ed = google feud

Baze ick lee eye meg ay = basically I’m gay

Ko min yout ti ew = coming out to you

Ender knit subvert grew oop = internet support group

Phylis turn yar a sheen yes = PHIL LESTER YOU’RE A GENIUS

With Audi intern yet wean ed brr wood halve mat = without the internet we never would have met

Gum ban yins drool I’ve = companions through life

Reed sons wide answer flail = reasons why dans a fail

Ewan dam ah some are reed = you and Dan are so married

Denver sis fill/ Denver cis full = Dan vs Phil

Or lawn huffing = all or nothing

Dunk rye core raft = don’t cry craft

Mortal jester roam and thick/ Morph adjust row antic = more than just romantic

So wall how debris poll light = swallow to be polite???

Oar hinge art = orange heart

Foray virgo em = forever home

Chai reel loop/ share real oob = cherry lube

Cad boyd anne = cat boy dan

Far turf ill lip = father philip

Tess lit hen ink = the slittening

Forth house indie rolled or touches = four thousand year old tortoises

Hey moth swish roundup floating = a month without uploading

Jam march let pet tea an farms = Je mange les petit enfants

Day lion howl tour = Dalien Howlter

Ima let all kit = I’m a little kit

Feel pearl lays shell ter = Phil plays shelter

Fewer blue key app ending = viewer spooky happenings

Hell low iam tour reel = hello I am Toriel

Laugh tuh gey mile kuh = left to get milk

Villas eek wreck why vuh = Phil’s secret wife

Footy strain gin said dent = ___ strange incident????

Snow core play sum = snokoplasm

Nope puts cereal sleeping mage innit = no but seriously imagine it

Tear rip pulling flu hence = terrible influence

Jeff why eye aisle hike vague liner = fyi I like vagina

Eggs intense all cry cis = existential crisis

List of contributors

@fletthewreck @dandp @deadandphilgames @manchesterau @thephouseplants @awrfhi @jonsaremembers @rachosaurusrex @dapgolf @dan-whoell @dnphobe @dreamingalto @steveandscraggy @phanbeats @danandfuckingjonlmao @pepper-pastry @yonpote @un-interactive-introvert @spaniel-trowel @sisterdanieldyke @queerdnp @morganadelacour @amid-fandoms @spectral-kitkat @goingpheral @angelzonearth @wdapteo @2009phan @dansevilpianotea

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May - June - July ( Fallout TV Show - Lucy x The Ghoul)

AO3 Link

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Sex.

It was nice - the few times she’d had it.

It started with messing around with her cousin, which in the initial days included shy fumbling, apologies, and a lot of trial and error. Lucy was grateful for those experiences (as awkward as they were), for she always intended to use what she learned to make her wedding night unforgettable for her husband - whoever that turned out to be.

Who her husband ‘turned out to be’ was a no-good raider.

Who was now dead.

Drowned in a barrel of pickle juice.

All that aside - the sex was nice! Lucy didn’t at all feel any awkwardness in jumping his bones, and her husband, Monty, was very eager to get the show on the road (in more ways than one, now that she thought about it). His penis had been an average length with a decent width, but, most importantly, Monty knew how to use it.

So well in fact that, in the heat of riding on top of him, she’d fleetingly wondered how often he experimented with a cousin in Vault 32.

Anyways, with the combination of her hand and the wonderful usage of her good-for-nothing husband’s penis, Lucy orgasmed three times. Each orgasm had been toe-curling and back arching with waves of pleasure that coursed through her body, and each celebrated her spouse by having the name ‘Monty’ leave her lips. At the end of it, for Monty’s release, he’d pulled out of her and ejaculated onto her stomach with closed eyes and her name nowhere to be heard.

Hardly romantic for the consummation of their marriage, but it was fine! Overall, a very satisfying endeavor for husband and wife both that left them sweating in their shared bed, silently contemplating their life together. Lucy thought of little else outside of a wholesome future that involved raising children, scheduled meal plans, making her husband happy, and more sex.

Meanwhile, her husband thought of little else outside of how to kill her and the rest of Vault 33.

It’s fine; her husband got his comeuppance, was rightfully dead and was nothing but a rotting corpse partially smelling of pickle juice.

What wasn’t fine was the wholesome future she’d envisioned; there would be no raising children in the vault because Lucy wasn’t in the Vault any longer (and she had no idea when or if she would return); there was hardly a meal to be found in the wasteland; her happiness was shot at the reveal of who her father was and is, what he’d done and -

Deep breaths.

“You good back there?”

“Yep! Fine and good!” Lucy replied, giving the back of her associate a cheery smile as they traipsed through the desecrated remains of an outlet mall. At the Ghoul’s discretion, one of the stores was to be their campsite for the evening, and it would be swell if whatever-store-chosen was already emptied of people; Lucy wasn’t in the greatest mental state for a firefight, and she wished to not spend another night covered in blood and guts.

Being a glass half-full kinda gal, at least she still had her blood and guts - thanks to the Ghoul’s perception, his exceptional gun-slinging skills and his ability to save her butt as she continued to acclimate to the violent and unpredictable world she was now a part of.

On paper, there was a lot to not like about the Ghoul; he avoided telling her his real name, he was prickly at the best of times and insulting at the worst of times, conversation tended to lead to debates, and he never offered anything in the way of personal information - even after she unloaded her entire life’s story upon him. To be fair, he didn’t ask to hear it, she just… felt like talking, and there was a lot of dead air to fill as they trailed after her “stuck-pig” of a father.

But, though he was a cold, hard wheeler and dealer, Lucy liked the Ghoul. She found him alluring - handsome, even. It didn’t matter that his skin was taut and burned to disfigurement by radiation - or that his nose was missing and his teeth yellowed. The remnants of a handsome man were there, and the remnants of a good man were there, too - somewhere hidden in the depths of his eyes.

She was sure of it.

Which made her feel better about wanting to jump his bones.

Lucy would be the first to admit that she was sexually frustrated, but it wasn’t as if she was to the point of throwing herself at everyone who was anyone (which would be a very stupid thing to do out in the Wasteland). The last time she’d felt this amount of pent up horniness was with Maximus in Vault 4, and that hadn’t gone well. Maximus’s bewilderment at her proposition wasn’t unsurprising (she did kind of unexpectedly throw it out there), but his inexperience and lack of knowledge in the sexual side of the birds and the bees became blatantly apparent by time he recited the myths he’d heard.

Especially that myth about a man’s orgasm.

The Ghoul had experience in a plethora of departments - more importantly, the department she was looking for, or so she presumed. She wouldn’t risk ridicule by asking if he knew that the head of a penis wouldn’t explode upon ejaculation; the man had a family at one point (which included procreation), and he likely partook in a handful of sexual liaisons within his two hundred years of still-standing (assuming his penis remained intact - a question she would never dare ask, no matter how bold she was feeling).

She supposed her interest sparked one of the few times he’d said her name. He’d said it in admonishment, chiding her for trying to hold onto the ethics instilled in her by her Vault - the ethics that kept her from sneaking behind an armed raider and cutting his throat. To make a poor point, the Ghoul ended up shooting him in the back instead, leading to a firefight that led to him confidently taking out four raiders without breaking a sweat (if ghouls even sweat) and led to her needing a stimpak after an encounter with a woman on Psycho.

“Could have been done the easy way, Lucy.”

Said in that slow drawl of his and said whilst staring down at her from within the cast shadow of his wide brim hat, the chill he elicited down her spine wasn’t the bad kind. Lucy played the sound and image of him on repeat as she laid in her bedroll in the following nights; she could imagine him over her, threatening to teach her another lesson of the Wasteland with the same knife he wanted her to use against the unsuspecting man he’d blown to bits. Every night, the fantasy progressed into the Ghoul drawing the knife down her vault suit, slicing through the dirtied undershirt underneath, cutting open her bra to reveal her breasts… her name on his lips…

And every night Lucy’s arousal reminded her of how badly she wanted sex.

“Look alive, Vaultie,” the Ghoul said from over his shoulder. His shotgun was locked and loaded in his hands as he stalked towards the blown out glass door of a two storied department store. “We’ll clear out this here store and hold up for the night.”

“Roger that!” Lucy replied, getting her pistol ready. “Dogmeat and I are right behind you!”

It was a win in her book that no one needed to be shot, or stabbed, or blown apart with grenades; both levels were devoid of any activity aside from their own careful clearing of sections, aisles, and backrooms.

The place was a mess - as was natural when anything and everything (aka the entire world) was a mess. The aesthetic of ruin persisted wherever they went. Looting had long purged any remotely useful item from the shelves, and what was left for the pickings were broken toys, upended furniture pieces, other random household goods, and clothing that was mostly nothing but scraps of fabric that barely held onto their hangers.

It was determined by the Ghoul that they would station themselves on the upper level with a strategic view of the escalators and stairwell entrance. A minute later, and the Ghoul was halfway down the unmoving steps of the escalator, hollering the command that Lucy set up their makeshift camp - he’d be back after a bit of exploring the other stores and, if need be, clear them out of any lingering occupants alongside Dogmeat.

Having been left to her own her own devices, Lucy began by dumping her pack and clearing a decent sized space for her bedroll, and she was thoughtful enough to set up a makeshift bedroll for the Ghoul that was made from remnants of a few comforters she’d seen in aisle 42. She next neatly laid out their rations for the evening: some banana yucca fruit that looked… okay to eat, some mystery jerky she wanted to leave a mystery, and a tin of absolutely-irradiated Cram.

Her stomach became queasy the longer she looked at the offerings, and, hoping to distract herself from thinking about perfectly normal Jell-O salad, Lucy decided on embarking on a more thorough exploration of the department store.

She started with the nearest section; a showcase of the latest and greatest home appliance models of the time. Introducing her to the department was a life sized advertisement depicting a wooden cutout of a housewife who elegantly showed off an equally wooden, ‘clean’ button up shirt - having just removed it from the bent, rusted dryer she stood beside. The woman’s smile might have been white-toothed and embellished with a radiant sparkle - were everything above her shoulders not hacked off to leave splintered ends.

As Lucy leisurely strolled down the aisles, it became a game to pretend she was shopping for a new washer and dryer. She mentally checkmarked what she liked and disliked about each model (price included), and at the end of the section, she eventually had an entire list of theoretical appliances she’d go home and excitedly tell her non-existent (and not-smelling-of-pickles) husband about.

The following sections weren’t as fun to peruse; items not made of enamel and steel weren’t nearly as indestructible, therefore Lucy quickly lost interest in scrutinizing scrap. Thankfully, a new interest unfurled in wanting to learn more about the lives of those who came before - what belongings had they left behind, and what stories could she piece together?

Forcing a spring in her step (it’s better to be optimistic), she headed down to the first level and beelined for the break room she last examined with a pistol at the ready.

It was, luckily, still empty.

She walked over to the radio and switched it on - only to switch it back off when nothing but white noise came through. She opened the cabinets to find nothing of note, and she eyeballed the Nuka-Cola vending machines that, of course, had nothing in them but broken glass.

Nothing.

Lucy sighed - unsure of what it was she was hoping to find.

A broken door in the corner revealed a staff locker room meant for the storage of personal items, and she breezed in with the intent of opening every locker she could.

Nothing…

Nothing…

Nothing…

Of the ten lockers, nine held nothing, but the tenth and final locker seemed promising - only because it was locked.

Feeling excitement, Lucy reached into a leather pouch attached to her belt for her trusty screwdriver and bobby pin. She crouched down beside the locker, carefully inserted the pin into the keyhole, and began to meticulously pick the lock - a skill she was developing a penchant for.

A minute of concentration later, the combination lock clicked open. A proud smile split her face as Lucy put away her toolset, and she held her breath in foolish anticipation for the revelation of what was hidden inside the locker.

Probably nothing, but her finger pulled up on the latch and pulled the door open to reveal-

Her mouth parted in astonishment.

It was precisely the kind of treasure she was hoping to find.

It was perfect!

Of course, it wasn’t entirely perfect; the calendar was a little worse for wear, but the color remained rich despite time and the pin-up suggestively posing on the page for the month of October was beautiful in her black and orange themed bikini, dark lips, and exaggerated expression. The witch hat she wore was tilted on a head of curls, and she sat atop a large grinning pumpkin looking very alluring and very cheeky.

Lucy slid the calendar away from the magnet that held it to the door, and she eagerly flipped through each page from January to December. Every woman was delightfully dressed themed to the month, and she was enchanted by their beauty, spunk, and sexiness.

During her third flip through, and by the month of May (perhaps her favorite of the pin-ups), an idea began to take root in her head - a profoundly crazy idea that could very well lead to her being as headless as the wooden woman on display in ‘Appliances’.

An idea that she, Lucy MacLean, would seduce the Ghoul with a little help from May, June, and July. [Part II]

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Ok one more I need outsiders Halloween hcs (costumes, what they do on Halloween, like go to parties, trick or treating, or staying in and watching scary movies) etc. THANK YOU IM DYING I LOVE YOUR WORK

OMG SHUT UP i just checked out your blog and you seem so cool😭🥰

what the gang does on halloween!!

yall im fr missing this time of year 😭🫢

ponyboy: - he only wants to go trick or treating if friends are going - probably gets pooped after like an hour🙄🖐️ - he seems like the type to dress up as a niche character from a show, movie, or book - and the SECOND anyone asks him abt it he will be like “😃i’ll tell you all about it!!” - LMAO its super cute though - he probably really likes handing out candy to kids though - he’d give a bunch of candy to kids with the coolest costumes in his humble opinion - he’s a blast to hang out with tho.

johnny: - prob get really into his costume, he’d go all out with makeup - lmao he’s giving like joker vibes and dallyd be batman or smth😭 - like pony, he’d only go trick or treating or out to parties if his friends pressure him to - if it was his choice he’d be perfectly content chillin on the couch with some snacks and a scary movie - i feel like he’d like poltergeist (this is my personal fave horror movie so im projecting lmfao) - the type to have a total straight face during the movie but he’s QUAKING.

sodapop: - he a partier for sure - probably have some goofy ahh matching costume with steve - like they’d kill it with the ghostbusters costumes - if he does hand out candy he’d be over here hyping up kids costumes which is so sweet - he’d pretend to get all scared when some kid yells “boo!” at him😭🫶 - just good vibes all around ngl

darry: - in high school he’d def go to parties and stuff - but now he only goes to supervise the loose cannons of the gang (dallas) - he’d probably wear a shirt that says “this is my costume” or smth - when he’s not making sure everyone’s making decent decisions he’s at home handing out candy - he got a special bowl for rude kids that just has like toothbrushes and raisins in it 😭😭

dally: - i feel like he’d begrudgingly match costumes with his friends - secretly loves it tho don’t tell him i said that - goes to some parties for a bit just to make his necessary appearance - but gets bored after a bit and goes to wreak some havoc in the neighborhoods - steals candy, ransacks those haunted houses people set up in their garages, scares kids, you name it, dallas the menace has done it - it’s a lot of fun but also concerning like wow you really like giving kids traumatizing core memories?? 😧

two-bit: - ONLY joke costumes - i can see him in onesies, inflatable costumes, just anything that makes someone crack a smile - most likely a partier, if he does stay home and watch movies he’s secretly scared - the type to make fun of anything the characters are doing - lemme tell you he is RELENTLESS - like he’s lowk coming up with a whole plan just in case he’s in that horror movie situation - “so first, i’d get the bat i hide underneath my bed at all times and then get my emergency flashlight and slide on a mattress down the stairs and out the door and-“ - and you’re just like “🧍‍♀️” - LMAOOO.

steve: - he will probably get so hyped up at parties - matching with sodapop duh - super fun ngl - he and soda will just dare each other to do dumb crap and they’ll actually do it - meanwhile everyone is just staring with admiration and concern in their eyes lmaoo - probably pigs out on candy at three am but don’t we all😭🫶

cherry: - this girl will pull up with the cutest but also most random costume ever LMAOO - like ponyboy it’s probably super niche and no one really expect cherry to wear it - everyone expects her to just be a hot zombie cheerleader or smth - she said she’s too iconic for that😔🖐️ - she’s honestly the kinda gal to just hang out at home if she had it her way - but hates scary movies so like she’ll watch half and just have a breakdown and switch it to my little pony - she’s so funny and sweet to the kids trick or treating - if she sees some littler kids getting bullied she’d swoop in and steal their candy like a superhero or smth LMAO.

thanks so much for requesting again! this was a lot of fun!❤️‼️

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Back at it again with the "monster x human" food because I've always wanted half serpent OC for the longest time and I also have a soft spot for male characters with pig tails.

SO

TWO BIRDS ONE STONE

These designs are obviously going to change because that's just how character designing works BUT it feels nice to finally have a genuine snake character.

Especially because I have SO many thoughts about how a snake partner behaves bc I love watching snake keeping videos.

As for lore, all I know is gal found snake while he was injured and stuck as an actual snake and she nursed him to health since she loves reptiles and the second he got better, he returned to his true form and was just "Yeah I'm living here now-you are nice and spoil me".

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OCs AS OBSCURE ASSOCIATIONS Pt. 2 + MUSIC MONTUESDAY;

I was tagged by @perpetuagf to answer these questions for a new oc, as well as being tagged by @simonxriley @corvosattano + @marivenah to post songs relating to my wips - so I merged them! Thank you my beloveds🤍

Tagging: @risingsh0t @sstewyhosseini @chuckhansen @roofgeese @unholymilf @florbelles @arklay @captmactavish @shellibisshe @simonxriley @queennymeria @nokstella @mrdekarios @thedeadthree @jacobseed @jackiesarch @heroofpenamstan @dameayliins @jillvalentinesday @shadowglens @fenharel @alexxmason @yurgir @malefiicarum + @baldurians

Chika x Kakashi Playlist || Obscure OC Associations Pt. 1 || Character Page

SONGS:

Sorry - Halsey

Sorry Mom x - Halflives

Big Girls Don’t Cry - Fergie

Lethal Woman - Dove Cameron

thenineteenseventyfive - Push Baby

Fly on the Wall - Miley Cyrus

ANIMAL: squirrels, dogs, pigs

COLORS: cream, black, forest green, sand

MONTH: april

NUMBER: 29, 3, 1

PLANTS: Japanese maple, flowering quince, any medicinal and/or poisonous plants

SMELLS: antiseptic solution, dust, soil

TIME OF DAY: twilight, early morning

GEMSTONE: emerald

SEASON: warm summers

PLACES: densely packed forest, sandstorms, around a campfire

FOOD: bocchan dango, mochi, onigiri, miso soup

DRINKS: black tea, small amounts of sake, milk, water

ELEMENT: earth, air

ASTROLOGICAL SIGNS: taurus

SEASONING: ponzu, katsuobushi, karashi, mild spices

WEATHER: light rain, soft breeze

SKY: clouded skies or half moon skies

MAGICAL POWER: medical nin, summoning, transforming, secret jutsu: poisoned blood

WEAPON: acupuncture needles, poisoned needles, kunai, paper bombs

SOCIAL MEDIA: 100% a Reddit gal. Would stalk the shit outta people and find EVERY piece of info about them lmao

MAKEUP PRODUCT: opaque eyeshadow, eyeliner, intense blush/face paint, dark lipstick

CANDY: dorayaki (red bean pancakes), higashi, castella

METHOD OF LONG DISTANCE TRAVEL: running lmao, summoning jutsu (in difficult situations), expandable cloth to fly/glide like a squirrel

ART STYLE: minimalism, baroque

FEAR: causing comrades/friends deaths, being a leader, failing at what she’s good at/known for (ie saving lives), confined spaces (yknow… being buried alive and all)

MYTHOLOGICAL CREATURE: tailed beasts (muhahahahaha)

PIECE OF STATIONARY: pencil (can do sm but is v fragile), scrolls

THREE EMOJIS: 🐿️🍃🩻

CELESTIAL BODY: Neptune, Pluto, crescent moons

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Very unpopular opinions about Gone Girl (the film because it's very different from the book).

Nick didn't feel remorse for cheating on Amy. The shit he said in the interview was a ploy to get her out of hiding to clear his name. He was manipulating her. Nothing he said in that interview was truthful (like I'm pretty sure he later admits)

Amy was a ticking time bomb. There were already hints that Amy was dropping her Cool Girl persona since they moved to Missouri. Even if Nick didn't cheat, sooner or later, she would have gone-girl-ed his ass.

Nick also had the equivalent of a Cool Girl persona. The recession led him to drop it.

Amy telling Nick she got her parents out of debt with her trust fund mirrors when Nick moved them to Missouri. With out consulting the other party and not letting them voice their opinion. It showed that they both contributed to the unhealthiness of the relationship.

Amy was always in control of the relationship, especially when things were going to shit. She owned his job, probably the house and controlled all the finances. Pretty sure Nick's whole upset with the prenup thing is that Amy does control the finances.

Desi Collings is just like Amy just in a different font.

Nick was not as bad as Amy IN THE MOVIE. I know, crucify me. He's a cheat, lazy, has no ambitions, slightly misogynistic, sleeps with his student who is half his age. But, none of these are crimes (Andie was over the age of consent but's it's immoral. He's a pig). Amy commits crimes and wastes police resources. She kills a man not in self-defence, fakes a rape accusation, (tries to) frames Nick for kidnapping and murdering her, stole his sperm and impregnated herself. Plus, she's also slightly misogynistic and classist. Movie!Nick and Movie!Amy are not comparable. Yes, they are both awful people but Amy defiantly is the worst. Book Nick seems to be just as bad. Again book doesn't equal movie.

Amy was always a psychopath saying Nick drove her to psychopathy or any other version of this is quite dumb ngl and ignores Tommy O'Hara. Hell, her actions with Tommy makes me even more sure even if Nick didn't cheat she still would have punished him.

I truly believe Nick did want to leave her. It is said by Amy herself that she knew he wanted a divorce. Nick was shown to want to leave during the end of the movie. Literally, the only reason he stayed was because of the child, the whole outrage that would follow (Interestingly, this could be seen as Nick's own preoccupation of controlling his image).

Amy is the more unreliable narrator compared to Nick mainly due to Nick having a voice of reason, Margo, while Amy doesn't. (Unless I'm under his spell. But I don't think so because I hate Ben in the DCEU and that colors my perception across franchises. Came into this movie full expected to hate Nick as much as Amy or more so but left surprised.)

While I understand uprooting one's life and moving across the country with out the other partners input is quite upsetting and can make you feel like shit. A person was dying. Amy's feelings are valid but like. Cancer? Taking care of dying mother? Amy expected Nick to be OK with a huge financial decision to help her parents, make some allowance. Rubbed me the wrong way. I'm a family gal.

Amy may have loved Nick at one point, kinda like Nick loved Amy at one point, but she ultimately sees relationships and love as a form of winning. This seems to stem from her childhood as she was always one step behind Amazing Amy. All her mistakes were washed away clean in Amazing Amy and sold to the masses. Everyone could see just would Amy couldn't do. Because of this, Amy doesn't see herself as a person as much as a character in a story, expect this time she controls it. She's going to have a picture perfect marriage and thus life. Thus she wins at life. This is also very half-baked and formed by one watch of the movie.

Amy wasn't abused by Nick. Amy fictionalized most of their life in Missouri(She's an unreliable narrator). Like it was revealed that Nick hated Amy and that he wanted kids while Amy didn't. The whole "Let's have kids" fight seems very improbably with this information. Unless I'm under Nick's influence. Plus, Amy doesn't seem that afraid of Nick even when he is violent with her.

The Cool Girl monologue while hits some true points to the idea that society values woman to change themselves to be picked by a man. But it also implies a heteronormative society, implies that woman absolutely cannot like shit like football on their own as they are only doing it for men, acts as if liking things are unnatural for woman, makes sexist judgment of random woman she literally passes who are hopefully living their best life, and is sex negative.

preemptive warning because fandoms can be really toxic for some reason. Don't interact if you don't like.

[daily-hermit-gals]

are you still alive? 😭

hello!! very sorry everyone if I worried you, don't worry I am very much still alive.

I realized doing this, with the developments in my artstyle and schedule that it just wasn't feasible. I really like drawing the hermit gals!! but doing this takes time away from when I could be drawing other characters, and I like drawing them just as much. it wasn't good for me, I'm not a very creative person (though I enjoy drawing and writing, I treat every half decent idea like it's the holy grail) so I just could not think of enough poses, variation and other stuff to keep this blog interesting. Quality wasn't consistent, and it just wasn't good for me

I might post daily in short bursts, but I think I'll keep it to just a doodle every few days. They do tend to be my art style guinea pigs. Sorry for putting this off for so long, don't worry I am very much still alive 👍

[yume-tsuki]

Eight Guards of the abyss 3

@-@ It's still a bit hart finding the writing style for this ff~~ but it's getting better (at part 12 at last XDD) #eight guards of the abyss for more chapters The young man on the panel is Constantin; Tristan and Isolde's son. charming point is the hair on his head, I decided giving him 3 single hairs representing him, his father and grand father. Rest of the eight guards under the cut

Constantine/Tin/Tintin 23: 1/4 human; demon and holy; son of Tristan and Isolde; leader of the Guardians Mordred/Morty 17: human-Parents unknown; living in Liones Castle; Etheldred/Edda* 20: human-daughter of Donny and Tioreh; even when her mother is half fairy and giant; she isn't owning fairy and giant magic but similiar one Lohengrin/Loh23:-human daughter of Percival and Anne; best friend with Edda; living most of her live in Sistana. Galahad/Gal 23: -human 1/3 fairy- son of Lancelot mother unknown; lives in Liones; he is mostly followed by Amber an Unicorn, who mostly looks more like a sheep or goat** Helen 16-ancient of the goddess- parents unknown Belinos/Bel 23- demon-son of Bedivere and Io; grandchild of Zeldris and Gelda***; lives mostly in Camelot Artemes 20- giant- parents unknown- he cut his hair after the first event, to look cooler and stronger when I write Liones ->Lioness it's because in german they wrote it that way *she was based as daughter of Donny and Anne; and it's a bit hart not to let her be their child. I thought aboutthem having one night together but it feld wrong. And I like Diane Howzer so it ended up letting Donny be together with Tioreh ** I thought it would be funny letting them have a mascot similiar to 7ds and 4koa; so a pig like the boar sin; a fox like the fox sin; and the sheep/goat stands for the goat sin *** they got a son in my story; but they thought he died when he was a toddler; First meeting him 14 years later

[babykentthegent]

High-Five Months Old

We're rapidly approaching Kent's first half year of life as he continues to grow faster than my morning race to the espresso machine. This last month has included a couple of firsts for little Kent, as his personality continues to blossom. He's truly one of the happiest little babies I've ever known, and that fact has yet to waiver as time marches on.

Kent had his 4-month check up in September where he got a whole cocktail of vaccines, and handled it like a champ. We have a great pediatrician which certainly makes things much easier. She advised that we wait to start feeding Kent solids until ~5 1/2 months. Hard to believe we're now only weeks away from this! When you become a new parent, you get a lot of unsolicited advice from people, so our mantra continues to be "we're just following what his doctor says". It's hard to argue with that.

Rob is now less than two weeks away from going back to work. We're a bit nervous since this means we'll a) be relying on others to care for him during the day and b) have to adjust to yet another major routine change. It's been so nice having them both home, especially since I work from home. Kent will be going to a nanny 3x per week and grandma/grandpa's house 2x per week. It's going to be so quiet here when this does finally happen. This'll be a big step for all of us!

October is one of my favorite months, for several reasons. It's my birthday, for one, but also because of all the fun Fall festivities. We took Kent to his very first pumpkin patch! I think he was more intrigued with the tractor than the pumpkins, but that's neither here nor there. We had fun as a family picking out the perfect pumpkins and the weather couldn't have been any better - a sunny, crisp, Fall day!

We had planned a trip down to my hometown to visit family and decided to make a stop at one of my favorite places - the cider mill. We got to drink fresh apple cider (blackberry apple cider to be exact), ate a fresh apple fritter, and got to show Kent several farm animals including goats, sheep, chickens, guinea pigs, and peacocks. He was extremely interested in the animals, which in turn brought me so much joy. Taking him on adventures, no matter how big or small, is by far one of our favorite things in the world.

While we were on our trip, Kent rolled over for the first time! I started crying, which in hindsight is hilarious. Never did I imagine myself sobbing over something like a baby rolling over, but I was just so grateful to be there to witness one of his firsts. It's been a big worry of mine since going back to work; that I'd miss out on all of his firsts. So this was an absolutely magical birthday gift he gave me.

Visiting with family was really nice. Kent got to see his grandpa, his great-grandma (GG), and his aunt and uncle. We even stopped to see his great aunt and uncle (not pictured) so we certainly got our fill of family time. It was such a nice way to spend my birthday and Kent did so good going along for the ride.

An additional bonus to our trip was visiting one of my dearest friends for her baby shower. Kent was the only boy at the party and boy was he popular! His face says it all...he likes the ladies! All the gals were passing him around the room and he had zero complaints. He never ceases to amaze me. A few days after our trip, Kent had another first and sadly not one we looked forward to. He got sick! Considering all the people we saw, I shouldn't be terribly surprised. I suppose on one hand, it's nice knowing his immune system is kicking into gear and his white blood cells are learning how to battle infections. We knew this day would come eventually and it's been tough to say the least. Seeing him sick is so heartbreaking, but we are managing the best we can and hoping to kick it soon. I type this as I take a sip of Theraflu. Yup - mama got it, too. All things considered, we have no regrets. It was bound to happen eventually.

We are about one week away from our final social worker visit and about one month away from the adoption being finalized. We felt like this day would never come and hope to have more to report in our next month's blog. Kent is by far our biggest joy in life. Being a parent is exhausting, and certainly not all rainbows and unicorns. All that to say, we wouldn't change it for the world! Our son is loved and has such a beautiful life ahead. We can't wait to see what kind of person he grows up to be. I'm betting he'll still be full of smiles 20 years from now and that he'll be a kind, loving, empathetic human. Stay tuned for next month's blog where we'll share our Halloween costumes, some more firsts, and hopefully more news on his adoption finalization. We're enjoying the parenthood ride so far, no matter how bumpy it gets. Happy October and thanks for reading!

[demonprincezeldris]

Happy Mermay!! I've been enjoying you and your anons’ siren au so much and am writing a little spin off based on it. I wanted to get your opinion on something. The au has Estarossa and Gowther and the sins, but what should I do with Nadja and Gelda?

For Nadja, I am tempted in several directions. One is a scenario where Mel and his pod ‘steal’ her from her maneater pod. Gowther would earn his “commandment of selflessness,” so to speak, by singlehandedly facing off against the managers until the rest of his family arrives (could not return that to “maneeaters” after the autocorrect, that's too funny to me). Mel taught him well and is so proud, and exhausted from the anxiety. During this altercation, the maneaters go to gouge out his eyes but fail, leaning him with scars that mimic the shape of his glasses in the original manga. I'm not too familiar with the manager lore but I think that upbringing will be an interesting element to put with Nadja’s personality (though understanding that will take some more research. I feel like I barely know the gal).

The second idea I have is to make her a voyager who knows she was born in the sea but can't bear to see foot on land or in the sea. She travels all along the coastline as the top advisor/navigator of a ship, but due to her constant refusal to acknowledge she is half (?) magical creature and all that comes with it, weakens until her crew has no choice but to seek out a magical creature who could help her save her own life somehow. Third is a classic mermaid x human scenario, with Gowther meeting Nadja at the same place as the Original Gowther met Glariza, a massive library off a coastal city. In this scenario he would be accompanying Estarossa on his crazy personal quest to get Meliodas some help with his mental state. Long story short Mael and Esta end up trying to get their two brothers to learn something from each other. This little adventure might be in the prologue to the spin-off. I've written a bit of it, with how Estarossa meets Mael. In this event, Mael would basically uses himself as leverage, jumping in the water to play with Zeldris. Ludociel feels he has to be civil with Mel now or risk his baby brother being drowned by Mel’s brothers. I made Mael chaotic, felt that Ludo deserved that mental stress in this au lmao.

As for Gelda, I am considering making her a runaway princess. I can see her having the time of her life as part of their pod, crushing on Elizabeth and Zeldris and Arthur, having a lot of peaceful yet exciting days where she's making her own way in the world and relishing in having people by her side as she does so. I adore so many of your fics with Arthur, Zel, and Gelda that I'm going to have to pair the three together here too.They're all such wholesome sweethearts and I love their potential dynamic. These mer are going to do a LOT of falling in love <3 and snuggling. I think they would cuddle pile for comfort

Also beginning to think that me making this spinoff is just giving the sirens as many wacky friends as possible. They are all kids and should not be unsupervised running / swimming around an island like this.

Ban and Arthur and Merlin are going to have SUCH a fun time convincing them that no, they are not “just chilling over here,” half-starved and battered from storms and constant shenanigans with sea life and island life is not actually better than “a proper life on land,” whatever you called “a proper life” before was clearly bs. Please give this a chance. And Elizabeth you KNOW sirens are supposed to live in groups with many adult caretakers stop arguing on this point- you can’t girlboss your way out of not having resources. What do you mean you’ve done it before. yes Mael I know you raised some chickens, I can see them now, honestly the fact you somehow take care of 30+ animals on this island is more concerning than you NOT getting creative, and why are they stare- is that a 4 foot tall pig

“The name’s Hawk!”

Merlin: this is 100x more concerning than you two dating mer and… ah…

Elizabeth: harpy! Also called a sky devil :D

Gelda: Gelda

I am having so much fun with this au. Hope you had fun reading this and if you’d like to see anything specific for this, I’d love to hear about it!

Hi there! Happy Mermay to you as well! First off let me start off by saying thank you so much for rekindling the flame of my Siren AU! It's so amazing to see other users be motivated by the chaos that the anons and I have created a few years ago. I'm so glad you're enjoying reading it.

I love the idea of Nadja as a voyager. I definitely see her as someone, in this AU anyway, who wants to travel and be out adventuring. Never staying in one place for too long. After all, in the original meeting, she was underneath Liones was she not and found Gowther. So kind of drawing a very loose parallel to the idea that she's an adventurer.

I also am in love with the idea of Gelda being a runaway princess! Maybe her life was drab and dark in the castle she lived in and wanted an escape from it all? Causing her to run away from it and seek out a better life for herself. Cue her running into Arthur and Zeldris and letting them show her a new life that she never even hoped to see in her lifetime. And you know that those three would be the cuddliest couple ever and would definitely cuddle pile for comfort.

Thank you again for sharing this wonderful spinoff with me! I'm eager to see the final product!

[anomaly-hivemind]

Post Nut Clarity || Paul Vesper w/ himself

Word Count: 1251

Masterlist

Tags: Selfcest, orgasm delay/denial, cloning, vouyerism, handjobs, ruined orgasms

Paul Vesper was home alone in his nice personal fancy bedroom of his motel. Elizabella had gone out to grab something from one of her odd and unique friends that she always seems to have a lot. He took off the matching vest to his bottom up shirt, putting it up correctly. Yet when Elizabella kicked the door open with a bright excited smile on her face. Something was up and knowing her it was going to involve some kind of horny fun and Paul always had time for that.

“What’s got you so riled lil lady” Paul pulled Elizabella into a lustful kiss.

“Well I know a gal that knows a guy because their fucking, and he a nerd so he made this thing and i want you to be the sexy test dumbie.”

“So I'm the guinea pig,” he smirked.

“Yes but you'll enjoy yourself.” she started to undo his shirt.

“Well what is this thing i'll be testing,” Paul pulled his arms out of the arms of his sleeves, placing the button up away.

Before anyone could say another word Elizabella pulls out a sci-fi looking gun and points it at Paul. he puts his arms up in a confused and shocked expression then lets out a nervous chuckle. She rolled her eyes at his worry and shock and pulled the trigger, the gun started to light up. The bright ray of light hits Paul’s body and then he starts to feel all tingly, then he feels a buzz that runs up and down his spine and even down to the tip of his dick.

His eyes were closed until the buzzing of was one alone with the light flash bang he got unprompted. When he could open his peepers again he looked around the room, there were several versions of himself in the room with them. From his after college era to the odd magical post nut version of himself that he becomes every time he blows a satisfying load and even a few hims that were what he looked like currently.

“What the fuck.” he mumbles and Elizabella smirks gets even bigger.

“IT'S A CLONING MACHINE!”She yelled excitedly, putting the cloning gun to clap her hands.

“So what are we supposed to do with all these me.”

“Fuck yourself obviously I wanna watch.” She takes a seat on the counter with a grin.

“Oh so you've gone full pervert huh.” Paul said with a smirk as he started to undo his belt. The sight of the O.P (original Paul) taking off the rest of his garments, the clones started to do the same. A cluster of comments that sounded like a buzz of mass voices combined of a bunch of Paul's say nice cock as literally stroking his own ego. Not before long there was a room full of naked Pauls of different LEGAL ages in his life to what he looked like right now. It was trippy but thought Paul fucking himself in this context was making him feel a bit narcissist.

He walked over to the nearest other paul that was closer to himself. He was already naked with a half erect cock, who looked a bit younger than he wasn’t there earlier. He had a smirk on his face and he grabbed original Paul and led him to the bed. The other hims started to crowd the bed as well. They start to feel him up and down, stroking his 27 inches, using all their hands to cover his massive length.

“Only you know how to take care of the huge beast, we are you after all.” they squeezed his ball and his dick twitched.

“Gonna jingle these balls nice and well yeah.” Paul could feel himself getting closer to cumming and the fact that multiple guys that were quite literally him were doing it made the whole thing surreal.

Once he was close his clones pulled away and left his dick wanting. ‘What the hell, why would a bunch of mes leave our massive cock wanting.’ Paul thought to himself with a confused expression. Once his high was close to being long gone they started again, working his shaft with a determination that a Paul would have of course.

It was an arm workout the way they were moving up and down his long pipeline of a dick until he was getting ready to bust a load. But just like the last time they stopped right before the cum could get ready to shoot out of him. He almost let a whine escape his lips but he bit his lip slightly to hold it back. Even if he was acting submissive with himself he wasn't going to let out the sound out to admit it out loud like moaning like a bitch in heat, that was Elizabella job and she happily committed to the position when necessary.

The other Pauls waited until his climax was gone before they started again. Paul was lost in how many times his clones had denied him an orgasm and just outright edged him to a mind mess for the time being. At this point whimpers, whines, groans, and moans had escaped his mouth like a waterfall.

“How ya feeling O.P (Original Paul)” One of the current age paul spoke with a cocky tone.

“please…Just let me cum.” he felt like his cock was aching and his balls were swelling and ready for release. Elizabella let out happy squeals as she hears the lustful wanting sounds that come out of him.

He didn't get a verbal answer from any of the hims, they started to keep jacking him off, like they were churning butter. Their hands are every 27 inches of him, circling his tip and massaging his balls. He was so close to cumming but he was fully expecting his clones to leave him before he could cross the line of completions.

To his surprise he got the closest to climax he had gotten all night. Were they going to let him finish, god he sure hoped so. They were in complete harmonic sync with each other, he was so closed. They tighten the grip it was what does you over but as soon as he felt the load get ready to shoot they all pulled away.

The lack of his clone's contact makes him groan, that wasn’t the sexy ball spasming orgasm he wanted them to give. They all had a smirk on their faces as they watched Paul’s still erected dick twitch and drip cum from the tip of it lacklusterly. ‘Fucking hell now he was horned up and fustrated’

“Was that gay? He furrowed his eyebrows as he contemplated his post nut, his ruined climax started to make him think.

“Maybe a small bit… why is that post nut clarity getting to you.” she giggled at him and hopped off the counter.

“Just a tad,” Paul shrugged as he was covered in sweat.

“Well I know how to get your mind off your little gay awakening.” she mumbled the last part.

“This was not a gay awakening… you know what nevermind what do you have in mind.” Paul ran his hand through his hair as he spoke in a hushed tone.

“Yeah yeah anyway, So now that you're done edging yourself by yourself, can I take the lot of you for a ride? I'm trying to get my holes filled.” Elizabella started to take her clothes off.

[cherry-pipers-blog]

Shae Landers

Shae Landers, who is a "woman" not girl who is going to be 34 in October. She wears these teenage teeny bopper clothes, like these little skirts with fluff on them like kiddie clothes…teeny bopper clothes. and she acts like a teenager in every way. She does not have a full time career job but lives with her parents and dreams about being a full time actress at 34. Hey, by age 35 you are over the hill in acting and sure getting some little acting gig once in a while does not equal to being a full time actress, not even close nor can she support herself on the once in a blue moon mostly extra gigs.... I had gigs.

She constantly goes to Disney Land and the selfies/videos she takes is not that of a mature person, it’s like a teenager. I am not saying you can't go to Disney Land as an adult, but she does it often plus she just acts like a little teenager... She skips around in vids and the way she acts and talks and struts is so immature, like a little 13 years old. She must be mentally challenged.

And her friends (some are younger then her) the way they act is like group of teen girls….I am wondering if she is challenged because who acts like she does at almost 34? Shae will be 35 by one year and a few months, pretty soon she will be a cougar on the prowl. She is afraid of aging, this is why she is still trying to act and dress like a little girl, it's pathetic. she is getting older and nothing she can do about it.

And it's sad the way she continues to try to get attention. First off, her body is not that great, she is flat chested and just average body and her long nose and beedie eyes is enough to give somebody nightmares.

The B is almost of the early stages of mid life. Early stages of mid life start at 35… I am not saying she can’t do tik toks and have fun but she does so the same exact way a little teen girl would, very immature. On top of it she has this high pitch voice and she seems like she is still trying to look much younger than she is. One picture she wore her hair in pig tails, and this dress a 12 year old would wear, Kiddy stuff in a photo. I am like WTF.??? And she talks about her “crush” like Crush? Who uses the word crush passed age 18? She thinks she’s adorable but I find it immature and ridiculous and pathetic looking at a grown woman acting like a teen girl.

It's going to be really funny once she gets to be a total hag because she is obviously in denial that she is getting older. So it's not like she is 20 with a lot of youth left so this is going to be getting even more funnier yet as she ages more up into her 30s and heads into 40 and on from there trying to be a young girl.

The worse part about Shae is she has called many girls sluts when she is the slut. She is half naked half the time and would sleep with a guy right away if she is attracted to him, not get to know him first, like a easy fast lay. Who is the slut????? and the clothes she wears at her age is pathetic. I hope she knows how much entertainment she has been giving me, as I love a good laugh and all I have to do is watch her and I laugh so hard.

Like she calls other females sluts to try to deny she is the real slut. She is better then any comedy. She is obviously hungry for attention but nobody cares about her existence except for her family and handful of friends. I just love watching her for a good laugh... She will be 50 waiting tables and talking with her high pitch little girl voice and taking acting classes with kids and teens and wearing tween clothes and going to Disney Land and running for botox and saying "oh I'm still a cute little girl" LOL.... She isn't cute. and she is going to be middle age in the near future... she can't even see how contemptable she is. LMFAO. oh, and SLUT. Nobody cares about her, but she tries so hard to get attention. I almost feel sorry for her, but not that much.

Funny farm gal Shae Landers. you are not cute.. and what a SLUT. She acts like this because she is afraid of getting older, but hello, you are getting older and going to be going into your mid life not that far from now and so keep acting and dressing like you do, in the future it's going to be a real comedy show, it's already a comedy. When you get in your 40s then 50s and on what are you going to do? LOL because obviously you fear aging and you are quite pathetic trying to act half your age. LMAO. When she is a wrinkled 45 yr old she will probably be trying to hang with young girls.... and still acting like a kid. I mean, I honestly can't believe how she thinks she is so cute at almost 34 dressing and acting like 16 when she is almost a middle aged pathetic joke.

[shit-the-paingravy-discord-says]

[thethirdwheel404]

listen i don’t know much, but i do know that wonder woman 1984 is lesbian activity

[ayngondaia]

my guinea pig died ;_____;