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sunthyme · 11 months ago

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Hehehe. Part two baby! Be prepared! (Pun absolutely intended) Also, to the people who are yelling the the tags, I love you guys! I read them all and I can't say thank you enough. It genuinely means a ton!🩷🩷🩷

Enough of me being sappy,

🌻Savanaclaw🌻

Disclaimer: Savanaclaw is like lowkey my favourite dorm, not in terms of redesigns but I love the characters. Huge Leona fan and Jack and Ruggie are my children so I will not stop talking about them. You have been warned.

First up, though y'all have seen him already,

♟️Leona Kingscholar♟️

(he/him) - Unlabelled but doesn't care about gender

I snuck in a lil treat of my work in progress housewarden card. The jumpscare it was to toggle my version with the og card underneath, y'all. Am I making my version of pretty much all his cards? Yes. Will they ever be finished? Who knows? Anyways, onto the headcanons...

- Physically, I feel like I changed a lot and not a lot at the same time. I gave him some more scars which I guarantee you are from really stupid accidents.

- Piercing on his ears just cause I felt they fit him and snakebites because (I'm so down bad for them) it gave the illusion of fangs even with his mouth closed. Gave him moles cause they're pretty.

- I textured his hair and gave him a shit ton more because if the og design won't AT LEAST give him fluffier hair, what's the point? Yana Toboso, if you don't give this man a high ponytail in the Clubwear Card, I will hunt you down. Also made his front, larger braids the colour of Cheka's (And presumably Farena's) hair because honestly? They didn't really look similar enough? Also threw in some smaller braid to 'tie' them in more (haha).

- Someone gave him like this cool inverted pupil due to a scene in the movie but I simplified it to basically heterochromia.

- This might be hardly noticeable but I give give him slightly more muscle? I felt it suited him more idk.

- Onto non-physical headcanons, he has 💕depression💕! This is kinda not up for debate given how much he exemplifies the symptoms. Hell, he made me realise that I may have depression cause I was like, "Damn, he's so relatable, not wanting to get out of bed, no motivation to do anything, struggling to care of himself. He just like me frfr- oh..."

- By the way, I see a lot of people talking about Ruggie's reaction to the fallout of Book 2 but I think that on Leona's side, he felt horrible and probably locked himself away for a WHILE. I think his mental state must have been terrible and I'm SO PISSED HIS FCKING PROBLEMS NEVER GOT BROUGHT AGAIN WTF! Well, I'm on Book 4 so maybe???

- Anyways, I saw someone posit he could also be autistic, more on the asymptomatic side which is actually growing on me a lot. Picky eater, doesn't like tighter clothes, not fond of loud noises, smaller things but I'm a fan.

- Really random but I like the idea that he's one of those people who kids love for literally no reason, he just doesn't like to be around them.

- Is actually extremely book smart, though that's kinda already canon but I mean this bitch was a nerd when he was younger. Knows way too much on various topics, especially about his homeland.

- He can purr. I know lion's can't but there are literal mer and fae. He's just a big kitty. My and Idia like 🤞 when it comes to thinking of Leona as just a big meow. I have a cat who doesn't like anyone but I'm her favourite, I could win him over.

I could talk about him for sooooo long tbh so I'll shut up now.

Anyways, now for my boy,

💸Ruggie Bucchi💸

(he/she) Bigender - Biromantic Asexual

God I love my bigender child.

- I made him black, though probably mixed and gave him vitiligo for both visual flavour and a mild(?) reference to like hyena spots?

- He originally was going to have her hair down but then I realised how many of them had their natural hair already so I gave him dreads? I'll have to render them out at some point.

- Gave her more scars too, since she grew up in a more rough environment. Made his eyes really big and cute 'cause I feel like she can get extras when she hits 'em with the puppy eyes.

- Probably got mad ADHD, has to constantly be fiddling with something or another. Wears spinny rings a lot. He's actually really good at paying attention in class and likes to learn.

- Steals from Leona, whether it's money or items or clothes he leaves out (which, while Leona would never admit, he purposefully leaves out for Ruggie).

- Oh and a post pointed out that hyenas can purr, so have fun with that.

That's mostly it for now, but expect this list to grow lmao.

Now for,

💪Jack Howl💪

(he/him) - Queer (he doesn't know lol, just knows he likes dudes at this point)

Not me struggling to find a weight emoji (I failed) 😭😭😭

- Ah, I made a reference in the Heartslabyul post about my concern about darker skinned characters with white hair and I was mainly talking about Jack. I also had to make Kiki, and I figured that wolves have pretty naturally salt-and-pepper hair, so why not. I actually love how it looks omg, it's very pretty and marbled.

- Gave him darker skin, since I headcanon him as black but I did see someone who designed him as indigenous so it might change in the future idk. Also it makes his eyes almost glow and I love that for him.

- He gets more scars too, though likely from sports rather than fights or anything.

- He's autistic. Apologies that so many of them are autistic to me, not only am I autistic but like, the way they're written speaks to me. His whole moral compass being the reason for Book 2 playing out like it did was an immediate 'yes' from me. He's my boy and my son and I will fistfight anyone that smack talks him (looking at those Savannaclaw NPCs in one of Deuce's vignettes).

- Oh, I forgot. He listens to K-Pop. I don't know if it?s canon that he has younger siblings, though I totally think he does, but one of them accidentally got him into K-Pop and J-Pop so whenever he's at the gym, that's what he's listening to lmao. Specifically girl groups, he likes them enough that he knows all their names. He insists it's out of respect, which it is but he's also lowkey a stan too lol.

- Generally has a weakness for cute things, even if he doesn't show it. Also a total plant nerd omg. He could instruct you on pretty much any houseplant on how much sunlight and water it needs, seasonal changes, etc.

Final note is that I'll make a separate post about him and Epel, cause I love them and have some headcanons there too.

Now for my ocs!

💎Kiki Adebayo💎

Third Year - (she/her) Transfem - Aromantic Demisexual Sapphic

- Twisted from Rafiki? I think that's his name, the baboon. I'm crying sobbing throwing up that you can't see her eyes in this.

- She got the white hair since the fur on a baboon is directly white and took inspiration from Dislyte's Isis design. Her eyes are a pale gold like her earrings and she has red to blue eye shadow.

- Natural resting bitch face but she's just tired most of the time. She'd probably be the actual vice housewarden as I think her family has been close to Leona's for a long time, though she earned her spot with her own skills.

- Additionally, I wouldn't call her and Leona 'childhood friends' but she's known him for a long time. She's like, concerned about him as he's changed so much but she also worries that it's not her place. As a result, she tries to make sure Ruggie's not taking on too much and handles most of the dormhead duties herself.

God, she's so pretty omg anyways

👟Mandisa Jelani👟

Second Year - (they/she) Demi-girl - Pansexual

- Mandisa is also based on the hyenas, though I don't know if her and Ruggie are from the same pack necessarily.

- I gave her scars, moles, and some piercings as well, I just felt like they'd suit her.

- I think she and Jack would be relatively similar in terms of personality, I see her being the gruffer upperclassmen. I think she'd be rather protective of the first years, knowing how harsh the older dorm members can be and she does her best to make everyone feel welcome.

Next up,

🤘Rocío Chávez🤘

Second Year - (she/her but doesn't really care) Transfem - Panromantic Asexual

You'll never guess who she's based on /j

- My girlie based on Kronk from The Emperor's New Groove! Yes, she is a big and buff bimbo? Himbo? I don't know but she's got a heart of gold and head empty.

- I wanted to keep her physique cause it always annoys me when people genderbend a character but don't keep them proportional to their og design. Mini tangent over, she so silly I love her.

- She and my Yzma character met as first years and have been inseparable since, though I'll talk more about that later.

- Not a massive ton of characterisation sine it's been a while since I've seen this movie too but I'm always open to suggestions.

Finally, my silly

🎸Abayomi Furaha🎸

First Year - (she/they/it) Nonbinary - Bisexual

- My final baby from Savanaclaw, also based on a hyena. Specifically the lil bug-eyed one, but I gave her a lazy eye instead. Not sure how well that comes across but I tried.

- She's got scars, was definitely bullied as a kid and I think that once the dorm members consider her a part of the pack, they'd be super overprotective as a result.

- That being said, she's more than capable of defending herself as she's good at various martial arts.

- She's into rock music and joined the music club as a result. Probably a drummer or guitarist as I think she's insecure about her voice.

- She and Mandisa are quite close and she convinced them to dye the edges of her hair red. Abayomi wanted touch up hers and managed to get Mandisa in on to lol.

That's all for now! Stay tuned for Octavinelle and thank you so much for reading!

#twisted wonderland #twisted oc #twsted oc #god save me i’m in twsted hell #savanaclaw #leona kingscholar #ruggie bucchi #jack howl #digital art #art #fanart #sunthyme

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nyxnightshade7656 · 3 months ago

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Hooked Pt5

Not spicy yet, but it's kinda heading in that direction! Everything not in English is either Google translate, or a little research into common Cajun phrases.

Before she knew it, they were back in the hallway that led to Remy’s room, “Tink ma boys’d like ta see ya, Petite. Gamit know you like dem well ‘nough.” Cinnamon, caramel, warm linin, sunshine. Gambit’s emotions were making her head spin, overwhelming in the best of ways. It was rare she felt such purely positive emotions, and it seemed like every time Gambit was around her, or talking about his cats, that’s all she was subjected to. She wasn’t sure what to make of it. But for now, she would enjoy the feeling of almost floating that his emotions caused her.

“Here we are, Chère.” Instantly she was blushing. One, she knew what that word meant, and two, she realized that he would see her small army of crocheted stuffed animals with her right there as a witness. Oh, she was going to die. Why couldn’t she have developed the ability to phase out of existence instead of Empathy? Maybe she could sneak off as he was opening the door. But just as she went to turn on her heel, Gambit grabbed her wrist and winked at her, “Non, Chère. Remy don’t mean no harm, just wanna give ya some quiet time wit da boys and spend some time wit’cha, das all.” Then, he opened the door and led her inside.

Instantly, Oliver was meowing and jumping at Gambit, but Figaro was winding his way around her ankles. Lucifer walked right up to her, and then lifted his paws into the air, like a toddler saying ‘up!’. It had her heart melting, and she forgot all about how embarrassed she was about to be. She leaned down and picked Lucifer up, cradling him like a small child as she gave him head and chin scritches. His purring was loud enough that he was almost making up for her not being able to speak. She was just getting comfortable when it happened.

“Oh? Wa’s dis? When did Remy get two Luc’fers?” She erupted into a full body blush as she buried her face in the living Lucifer’s fur. An embarrassed wheeze of air escaped her, as if she had physically been punched in the chest with her embarrassment. Lucifer batted at her face with his paw, but there were no claws so he didn’t intend to hurt her. Gambit looked around his room, taking in the Oliver plushie on the dresser, and Figaro was on the bed, sitting next to the Figaro look-a-like. Then he spotted the little crow on the lampshade on his bedside table, and smirked, “Now, Chère. When Gambit said ��e was waitin’ fer ‘is lil’ gif’, didn’t mean for ya to go all ou’ like dis.” Was his accent thicker? His emotions were all over the place, making her head spin.

Cinnamon, star anise, lemon, orange, bitter-pungent-mulled-cider-tannic-wine. Affection, disbelief, surprise, joy, unworthiness, concern, self-depreciation. Everything hit her at once, so much so that it brought tears to her eyes and all but drop-kicked her embarrassment out of existence. She gently lowered Lucifer to the bed and then walked over to Gambit, her own bitter-orange-pith-citrusy concern flooded her tastebuds as she placed a hand on his shoulder. He turned to look down at her, “Now, wha’ya go an’ make all dis fer an ol’ Brigan’, like me, eh? An’ does Remy see evidence a some’un comin’ and feedin’ his boys?” He motioned to the cat treats that he had not left on the table by the door, and she blushed again.

She frowned in thought, then pulled out her phone and started to rapidly type. After a moment, she held her phone out, and then it started talking out loud, “You said you like cats, so I made you poor imitations of your favorite cats. And you remind me of crows. Playful, mischievous, sneaky, loyal to those who earn it, vindictive to those who deserve it. And more intelligent than you let on.” She placed her free hand on her hip, as if daring him to disagree with her. She wasn’t sure where the confidence was coming from, but she would make use of it while she had it. She began typing again before Gambit could respond, “You deserve nice things, as much as you think you don’t. And don’t try and bullshit an Empath. I can literally feel what you’re feeling right now. And you DO deserve all this. I don’t know what you just called yourself, but take it back.”

Gambit’s red-on-black eyes widened in surprise, then a soft smile bloomed on his lips, “Now, where all dis come from? Lil’ Petite feel less like a chaton and more like a Tigresse. Knew you was an Empath, Wolvie tol’ us all as much. Di’n know how strong a one ya were. Impressive, no’ many can get a read on Ol’ Remy da way you seem ta’ve.” He leaned down to be at eye-level with her, his gaze never breaking from hers, “Tell Remy, if ‘e took a lil’ nibble outta ya, would ya taste as sweet as ya act? Cuz ya sweet as sugar, Chère.” She blushed at his words, but she refused to let him deflect. She began typing again, not breaking eye contact with him the entire time, “Nope. You’re not getting away with it by trying to make me blush. You. Deserve. Nice. Things.”

This time, his smile was wider. The taste of orange and lemon mingled on her tongue as he leaned impossibly closer, making her back up. But she didn’t have far to go, after just a couple steps her back hit the wall, with Gambit’s hand braced on the wall above her head. She felt her breath catch in her throat as she stared up at him. He was bigger than her, ninety percent of the people around her were, but like this it felt like he absolutely dwarfed her. Had it been anyone else, she would have felt nothing but fear. But something about Gambit; even when caged against the wall with his larger frame surrounding her smaller one, she just felt safe. She bit her lip hard enough to bruise. Her power was clawing at her, her throat constricted as she fought the urge to vocalize anything. Her mind felt like it was splintering as she tried the hardest she ever had in her life to prevent her own emotions from influencing his.

“’S’matter, Chère? Chat got yer tongue? S’okay Belle. Yer face saying ever’t’ing yer pretty lil’ mouth won’t. See, Remy don’ care dat you won’ talk. Ya say plenty, even ‘thout words.” He leaned closer, the heat from his body surrounded her now, his scent; leather, spice and an odd almost metallic-lightning scent that she could only attribute to his power to manipulate bio-kinetic energy, was suddenly all she could focus on. He graced her with a smirk, playful and mischievous; yet sweet and sincere, as he used his thumb and pointer finger to tip her chin up, “Tell Remy ta stop, Chère, an’ ‘e will. No questions asked.”

She chewed harder on her lip, but Gamit used his thumb to pull her lip from her teeth, “None a’dat Chère. Don’ wan’ ya ta go an’ hurt y’self now. Y’ain’t even gotta say nothin’. Just nod, or shake ya head, a’ight?” She took a deep breath and nodded. His smile softened, becoming something more intimate and sincere, “Bien. Remy like ya, fillette. More’n just like. And correct ‘im if ‘e wrong, but Remy t’ink ya like ‘im too. Êtes-vous d'accord ?” The heavier and more vulnerable his emotions, the more he seemed to slip into his Creole French, that she had no idea what over half of the words meant. But she could get the gist of the meaning. She took another deep breath, and then nodded, eyes wide.

#gambit #remy lebeau #gambit x reader #remy lebeau x reader #x men #x men 97 #deadpool and wolverine #habitabel #ravenstorm2011 #ugglywiggler

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small-sinclair · 2 years ago

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Cats of Ambrose

Part 2

Ambrose has stray/pet cats. They are:

Saint Bo-seph. Lester says it looks like Bo when he’s mad. Bo has denied it love, but the fluffy brown tiger cat sleeps in the shop at the front counter. The oldest cat you’ll ever see.

Pebbles. Vincent found her while he was walking with Jonesy by the river one day. The cat is missing a leg, but she is the fastest thing on the planet when she hears her food bowl getting filled. She’s a white cat with grey spots on her ears, and she has a heart-shaped spot on her nose.

Big Shit (BS for short). Bo found this tiger cat digging in the trash one night. BS then bit Bo’s arm while Bo tried to trap it. Honestly. BS would kill you for a Snickers bar. Now, it runs Wilson Avenue to Dallas Street like he owns the place. Attacks Jonesy because Big Shit can. Has killed a lot of birds and mice.

Little Shit (LS for short). Please pet her and hold her like a baby? Please, do it. She’s smaller than BS and so much more nicer, but she does dart around the shop when she has the zoomies, which she dumped HOT coffee on Bo’s crown jewels while he was under a car. He hit his head on the engine when he got burned, thus earning the name: Little Shit. You can find Bo cradling her like a baby if she’s stressed out if he thinks he’s alone.

Hoot. A black kitten Lester found while picking up road kill one morning. She sits on his shoulder like an owl while driving, meowing at every tree and leaf she sees. Biggest green eyes you’ll ever see. Hoot looks lost most of the time. No thought. Head Empty. Thinks of commuting tax fraud half the time ^•w•^

Lil Vinny (LV for short). This orange cat is missing half his face like Vincent (no ear or eye with a scarred face). The cat just came to Ambrose one day. Lil Vinny sleeps in Vincent’s bed, and sits on his lap while he draws at the desk.

Waddles the Wizard. Lester and Vincent named the black and orange turtle kitten this after it waddled out of Bo’s locked shop out of nowhere. Like, where the fuck did it come from? How did it get there?

Waffles. Honesty, Jonesy brought him home. An orange fluffy cat that curls up near the toaster and will steal cold and hot waffles if you’re not watching. He screams and screams until Bo or Vincent gives Waffles a waffle. Will attack if he doesn’t get a waffle right now.

Sweetie Bell. Bo named the little blind white kitten this after finding it in a victim’s hot car. He noticed it after towing the car to the shop, which was baking in the hot sun for 40 minutes before he could get there. When he asked the owner of the car why didn’t they tell Bo about the baby kitten, they responded with, “It’s broken. So, it deserves it for being a freak.” Let’s just say the death was slow and as painful as he possibly could make it. Once he got Sweetie Bell out of the car, he nursed it back to health and gave it all the love her could muster. He kept telling her that she’s not a freak. She is loved by all of the Sinclair brothers. (Bo will die for this kitten.)

#bo sinclair #lester sinclair #vincent sinclair #house of wax #house of wax headcanons #bo sinclair headcanons #vincent sinclair headcanon #lester sinclair headcanons #house of wax 2005 #slasher headcanons

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harringtonstilinski · 1 year ago

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Always The Babysitter - Chapter Ten: Trick or Treat, Freak

Author: @harringtonstilinski Characters: Steve Harrington x Olivia Henderson(OC) (eventually) Word Count: 3,484 Warnings: angst, lil' bit of fluff, nancy drinking, Smut: no | yes; A/N: Hi, friends! We get more Dusty in this episode!! If you like this chapter, please do not hesitate to reblog and give some feedback, whether it be in the reblogs, comments, or my inbox. As always, read at your own risk and enjoy 😊

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Halloween. My least favorite holiday of the year. I mean, I used to love it, but being busted by the cops the last two years kind of puts a damper on things. My mom, however, loves it when we dress up. I didn’t want to spoil my costume yet, so I decided to sit the pictures out.

Did I forget to mention that Dustin got teeth? Well, they’re dentures, basically. He’s so proud of them and loves to show them off, so while Mom was taking pictures of him, he cheesed so hard, I thought his cheeks were going to burst.

“I wanna see those pearls,” Mom said.

I was sitting with Mews as she took the pictures, the cat meowing as Mom said, “Who you gonna call?” before singing the Ghostbusters theme music.

The movie was amazing and had a big influence on the boys. That’s all we watched. I swear I could tell you every single line from every single scene, my favorite line being “It’s the Stay Puft Marshmallow Man.”

Mom was gonna let me take the car to school so that I could drive Dustin, but he opted out and decided to ride his bike to school, which didn’t bother me any. I could bike myself. I went outside to get on my bike when I heard a car pull up then a door shut. Looking in the direction of my driveway, I saw Steve making his way up the drive.

“Steve?” I asked. “What are you doing here?” We met halfway between his car and where I was standing by my front door.

“Just wanted to see if you needed a ride,” he said.

With one eyebrow raised, I looked at him with a deadpan expression. “Really?”

“Kind of.” He looked off while sighing, putting his hands in his pockets, a move he typically made when he was nervous. Looking back at me, he asked, “I just wanted to see if you were okay.”

I furrowed my brows, turning my head just a little while still looking at him. “Yeah, I’m fine.”

“No sex dreams last night?” He smiled a little as I rolled my eyes and replied, “I never should’ve told you that.”

“Just take the damn ride,” Dustin said, petalling past us.

“He’s right,” Steve said. “Come on, just let me take you to school.”

I smiled a little, looking off into the trees before giving my reply. “Okay.”

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Study Hall. One of my favorite classes. I used to skip class during this time of the day, but ever since Steve and I became friends again, I found myself liking the “class” more and more. Gave me the opportunity to catch up on some reading, or homework, or finish my classwork from the previous classes.

I was sitting at the same table with him and Nancy, sitting across from them. From my periphery, I saw Nancy stand up and walk away from the table. Following her with my eyes, I watched as she went to the pencil sharpener.

Steve tapped my hand a few moments later, a spark traveling up my hand at his touch. He nodded his head towards Nancy, so I turned around and watched her for a moment before standing up and moving towards her, Steve following behind me.

Standing a little bit behind her, my eyes followed Steve as he put his hand on her shoulder, the front of his body facing me. “Nancy. What’s going on? Are you okay?”

She looked forward again after having looked at Steve. I looked as well, seeing what she was seeing; a young woman that looked like Barb. I sighed and grabbed her hand, taking her into a private room, Steve following.

“I can’t keep doing this,” Nancy said.

“Doing what?” Steve and I asked. We looked at each other then away as I walked to the window.

“Pretending like everything’s okay.”

Turning my head over my shoulder, I asked, “What are you talking about?”

“Barbra, Liv,” she said. “It’s like everyone forgot. It’s like nobody cares, except her parents.”

I sighed, closing my eyes.

“And now they’re selling their house–”

“Nance,” Steve said.

“--And they’re going to spend the rest of their lives looking for her,” Nancy ranted.

“I know.”

“It’s destroying them.”

“I know, okay?” Steve said. “I get it. But listen–” He stopped his words which caused me to look at him, his eyes asking me to help him out.

“Nance, there’s nothing we can do about it,” I said.

She turned towards me a little. “We could tell them the truth.”

“You know we can’t do that,” I quietly exclaimed.

“We don’t have to tell them everything.”

“This isn’t a game, Nancy. This is our lives. We all could go to jail.”

Steve walked by me to go close the blinds. I only knew this because I could hear them.

“A place you’re all too familiar with,” Nancy retorted.

“Girls,” Steve said.

“They could destroy our families,” I said.

I heard Steve sigh as Nancy and I had a staring contest. “They could do anything they want,” he whispered. “Okay? Just think about what you’re saying, Nancy.” A couple seconds went by before Steve added, “Hey… hey, hey…”

He came into my line of sight when he sat on the table by Nancy. I was so upset with her that I backed up and walked out of the room. I wanted to slam the door shut, but knew I couldn’t, so I quietly closed it before going back to the table to pack up my stuff.

I made it about halfway to Steve’s car before I heard his voice shouting my name. When I turned to face him, he almost ran into me. “What’s wrong? Where are you going?” “I can’t believe she freaking said that,” I said. ‘The jail thing. That would destroy my mom, and I can’t do that to her again, I just can’t!”

“Hey, listen, I know,” he said, softly.

“I mean, who the hell does she think she is?! Wanting to risk everyone’s lives and families all because she wants to spill the truth.” I looked him in his eyes, tears starting to blur everything around me. “I can’t do it, Steve. I just can’t.”

He put his hands on my shoulders, pulling me into him. I immediately wrapped my arms around his middle, burying my face in his chest, letting my tears flow. I had so much shit building inside of me since last year that I couldn’t take it anymore.

I felt his cheek on the top of my head, and I knew it was his cheek because it was soft and not hard like his chin would be. All I wanted to do in that moment was leave school and go start my shift at the station before I had to get ready for Tina’s party.

“Hey,” he said, resting his chin on the top of my head. “It’s hard, but let… let’s just go to Tina’s stupid party in our stupid costumes and just pretend like we’re stupid teenagers, okay?” I could feel him pull back to try and look at me, so I loosened my arms from his middle to look up at him. “And get busted for the third or fourth year in a row?”

He chuckled. “I won’t let that happen.”

As I looked at him, I could see something in his eyes that I only saw when he looked at Nancy. So, I pulled away, looking down and tilting my ear near my shoulder. “Uhm, I think I’m just gonna ditch the rest of the day. Get started on my community shift early at the station. Can you take me? I can walk if you need to be here with Nance.”

“No, no, I can take you,” he said. “Let’s leave now.”

We both got in his car and drove in silence. When I noticed we were almost there, I looked at him and said, “Thanks, Steve.”

“For what?” he asked.

“Being there for me. It’s nice to have my best friend back.” I smiled as I felt the car come to a stop. “And for ditching school for a little while to bring me here.”

“That’s what best friends are for,” he smiled. “I’ll see you tonight?”

“Yeah,” I nodded. “See you at Tina’s stupid party.”

~~~

It didn’t surprise Hopper when I walked into the station hours before I was supposed to be there.

“Getting a little jump start?” he asked.

“Yup,” I said, punching in my time card. “School was getting boring anyway.” I set my stuff down, feeling upset still about what happened in the library with Nancy. Feeling a hand on my shoulder, I knew it was Hop, so I just went into his office.

After he closed the door and went to his desk, he said, “She’s been asking about you.”

We looked at each other, a knowing look on his face.

“Well, can I see her?” I asked, sighing when he shook his head no. “Come on, Hop. It’s been a year.”

“Not exactly.”

“Okay, fine. Almost a year. She saved my brother from being D&D food. I was like a big sis–”

“No, Liv. It’s not safe.”

“Not safe? How the hell is it not safe?”

He sighed. “She wants to go trick or treating tonight as a ghost.”

“Which is ironic considering the boys are going as the Ghostbusters crew.” I sat in the chair, sighing.

“Alright, what else is bothering you?” he asked, kicking his feet up on his desk.

“Just a stupid comment that stupid Nancy made,” I said. Looking at Hop after a few seconds, he gave me that expression that told me to give him the details. “She said–” I stopped my words before spilling them out, almost as if it was one big work. “She wants to tell Barb’s parents about what really happened, and not caring about the consequences.”

He shrugged his shoulders. “So?”

“You know what would happen,” I said, giving him the same stern look I give to Dustin. “I’ll end up back in here, or in the lab, and my mom would be destroyed… again. I can’t do that to her. It’s like all she cares about is Barb and no one else.”

“That was her best friend, right?” Hop asked.

“Yeah.”

“So, wouldn’t you want to do the same thing if it was your best friend?”

I thought it over for a moment, tears threatening to blur my vision at the thought of losing Steve like that. “I don’t want to think about that. I would let them rest in peace. I mean, her parents hired Murray, of all people, to help them. I just–” I sighed. “I didn’t know what to do, so I asked Steve to bring me here.”

“You taking your brother trick or treating?”

“Fuck no.”

“Language, Liv.”

“Sorry.” I cleared my throat. “No. I’m not. I’m going to a party.”

“Whose?”

“Tina’s. Please don’t bust it this year.”

“Don’t plan on it. I got plans that involved candy, getting fat and watching scary movies.”

I nodded in understanding. “Cool. Give her my love.” I stood up and walked out of his office, going to do my own work that Flo already had prepared for me.

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A few hours later, I was picked up by Steve, who took me home. I wasn’t fully in the door before Dustin told me that Billy Hargrove tried to run him, Lucas and Mike over on the road. To say I was pissed was an understatement. I was livid. I wanted to punch a hole into his gut.

So, trying to do my hair in a 1970’s style was not easy, so I had my mom help me. By the time my hair was cooled off in the rollers, I took them out and flipped my hair a couple times to get the texture I needed. When I was happy, I put on a regular t-shirt with a red jacket over it, some denim jeans and my Nike Cortez.

Dustin was still in his Ghostbusters costume, so when it came time to leave, he biked over to Mike’s house. Steve came and picked me up, both him and Nancy asking what or who I was.

Flabbergasted, I sat back in my seat. “Seriously? Farrah Fawcett!”

“She doesn’t have brown hair,” Nancy said.

“So?” Steve and I asked.

“Can you guys stop doing that? It’s weird.”

I chuckled as Steve drove off to Tina’s house. When we got there, I pulled Steve aside and told him that he needed to hold me back if Billy was here tonight ‘cause I was gonna hurt him really bad for what he did to Dustin. I didn’t want to tell Nancy because she wouldn’t believe me anyways.

When we walked into the house, I saw a bunch of people and heard one of my favorite songs, Motley Crue’s Shout At The Devil.

“We got ourselves a new Keg King, Harrington,” Tommy said.

All I saw was red as I looked at Billy. I was behind Steve, so he kept his arm out just a little to keep me back.

“Let me at him, Steve,” I muttered.

He didn’t answer me, so when Billy raised his hand to take a drag from his cigarette, I took it from him, taking a long drag myself.

“Farrah Fawcett doesn’t smoke,” Billy smiled.

“This one does,” I said, taking another drag. Putting the cigarette in a cup with liquid in it, I went around Steve to attack Billy, but Steve grabbed my arm and pulled me away to follow Nancy into the kitchen. “Let me kill him, Steve. Please let me kill him.”

“You’ll go to jail,” he said, looking me straight in my eyes.

When I heard someone say “Pure fuel! Pure fuel,” I looked over at Nancy, seeing her chug whatever red liquid was in the bowl.

“Nance, take it easy, that’s shit’s real strong,” I said.

She had her hand out, finishing the burning liquid before she said, “We’re just being stupid teenagers for the night. Wasn’t that the deal?” before scooping some more into her cup and drinking that before wiping some red drops off her face and walking away.

“She’s gonna get wasted,” I said, grabbing my own cup and taking a sip from it.

“How do you know?” he asked.

“Do you even remember who made this?” At his silence, I said, “You’re looking at her. Sophomore year. That was the night you became Keg King.”

“What about popularity king?”

“The night after your first basketball game when the King at the time was about to graduate.”

“How do you remember that?” he asked, turning to rest his hands on the counter.

I sighed before quietly saying, “I remember everything about you,” before taking a sip and walking onto the dance floor.

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I was pacing myself with the red drink, unlike Nancy who was drinking it like water. I’m not sure how many she had, so when she drunkenly walked to the counter to lean over it, Steve followed her, telling her no.

I watched her try to shove him off, so I walked over to them, almost running into Steve as he walked away from Nancy as he said, “No, you’ve had enough.”

“Screw you!” Nancy replied. She grabbed the cup from him and went back to the counter.

“Nancy, stop,” I said. “You’re wasted, stop.”

“Nance, I’m serious,” Steve said. “Hey, hey, hey, stop. No, I’m serious.” He tried grabbing the cup from her again as she started to fight him.

“Nancy, put it down,” I said.

“No, Liv,” she replied, although it almost sounded like a toddler saying it with how drunk she was.

“Nance, put it down,” Steve said, trying to gently take the cup from her.

“Steve! Stop,” Nancy said.

I went to step in as Steve said for her to stop, but was too late as the liquid dumped all over her white shirt.

She looked up at Steve, slurring, “What the hell?” before grabbing my hand and dragging me into the bathroom. I guess Steve followed us because he shut the door as I looked for a washcloth to help Nancy.

I ran the washcloth under cold water before patting the fabric of her shirt. She took it from me before I sighed and sat on the counter.

As she rubbed her shirt, Steve said, “Nance, I’m sorry. It’s not coming off, Nance.”

“It’s coming,” she slurred. We’re gonna be hearing her slur the rest of the night.

Moving to stand on the other side of her, essentially trapping me in between them, Steve said, “Come on, let me just take you home, okay? Come here.”

She kept rubbing her shirt as he added, “Let me take you home, come on.”

“You wanted–you wanted this,” Nancy said.

“No, I didn’t want this,” Steve said. “I told you to stop drinking, and so did Olivia.”

“It’s bullshit.”

“No, it’s not bullshit, okay?”

“Bullshit.”

“No, it’s not bullshit, Nance,” Steve and I said.

Looking dead at Steve, she said, “No, you. You’re bullshit.”

Shocked look on my face; eyes wide, mouth open, no words.

“W-w-what?” Steve asked.

“You’re-you’re pretending like everything’s okay. Ya’know, like - like we didn’t k- like we didn’t kill Barb.”

All I could do from that moment on was look at Steve and his expression, the same as mine. Pure… fucking… shock.

“Like, it’s great. Like, we’re in love and we’re partying. Yeah, let’s party, huh? Party. We’re partying. This i- this is bullshit.”

I could hear the fucking heartbreak in Steve’s voice as he said, “Like we’re in love?” He put his hand on her cheek for a moment before she said, “It’s bullshit.”

“Nancy!” I hissed.

Shaking his head, Steve asked, “You don’t love me?”

“It’s bullshit,” she said.

Steve sighed and walked out of the bathroom, slamming the door shut. It was quiet for a moment before I heard a knock that only Steve gave.

Hopping down off the counter, I sighed. “Great job, Nance. I know you’re wasted and everything and won’t remember this, but you just ruined the best thing you ever had.” I opened the door and slammed it shut behind me as I closed it, walking out with Steve and passing Jonathan.

“Take Nancy home, she’s in the bathroom,” I told him. I followed Steve out to his car, where he was waiting, keys in hand. Taking them from him, I said, “I’m driving.”

“You’ve been drinking, too,” he said.

“I’m not drunk, and I was going slow with it, I don’t feel anything.”

After a moment, he nodded his head and got in the passenger seat. Once I got in, I drove to his house in silence. The only thing I heard coming from him was sniffles. Being the best friend that I am to him, I reached over and grabbed his hand, just holding it. I didn’t care if he held mine back, I just wanted to let him know that I was there for him.

When we got to his house, we walked to his bedroom, where he changed and I called my mom, letting her know that I was starting a new Halloween tradition and staying at Steve’s to watch a couple movies.

Mom was happy that I had Steve back in my life, but Dustin? He wouldn’t let it go. Telling me that there were feelings there that I was afraid to unmask.

After I got off the phone with my mom, I changed and took off my makeup with some stuff that Steve’s mom had. His parents were never home, so I didn’t really care about using their stuff.

Steve sat on the edge of the bed while I laid in it, looking at his back. “If you want, I’ll sleep on the couch,” I suggested.

He was quiet as I looked at the ceiling.

“Or I can just go home,” I muttered.

“No,” he said, turning his head over his shoulder. “No. Please. Stay.” He laid down and I turned over to face him.

Putting my hand on his shoulder, I whispered, “I swear, everything is going to be okay. She’ll come to her senses.”

He sighed. “I don’t know, Liv.”

“I do know one thing,” I said. I looked from his shoulder to his eyes, saying, “I might have a sex dream tonight.” I smiled as Steve tried not to.

“Come here,” he whispered.

Steve and I always slept like a couple; him on his back with his arm wrapped around me while I had my leg thrown over his that was close to me with my head on his shoulder and arm wrapped around his middle or my hand on his chest.

I could probably say that that night, I had the best sleep I’d gotten in months.

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spaceoperajay · 5 months ago

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Finale thoughts, spoilers, rambly too

AHHHH for a finale that was by almost all accounts a happy ending it sure does not feel that way. like YAY all the mikes and tys are back OH wait OH fuck ty is back and hes HAPPY that's real bad. it was so foreboding it absolutely feels like a bad ending IM sCARED base is truly locked in for a path to hell

It was fantastic i loved it everyone did such a great job this and this season will be spinning in my head for awhile!!!!!!!!!!! Impressed all the time by all the talent

And to have lil ol charlie be at the center at the foreboding casually talking with Edgar about how sometimes he has to put iterations of his boyfriend down like a sick dog and like we know Edgar feels awful about it but hes still here doing it and would she do it to marissa. What the fuck i hate them (i love them). Like the charlie/marissa and edgar/mikey paralells have always been there but i love to see them called out like this and used. IM excited to see her go through the ringer

i am kind of loving troy manipulating everyone in way that the viewers know but the characters have no idea. this is funny as hell what is he up to he thinks its funny as hell that no one thinks he can use a calculator i loved that part. Also there are apparently even more powerful who are now keeping an eye on the base/compound which is a fun up in stakes

MW was really badass this episode i loved that and LOL did Latvia mike admit that he was the one to leave that ominous note in Alaska (dont remember if this has been addressed before) and i also love the chicken or egg question the base and the compounds name like lol (this only happened because Mikey wasn't allowed to name the base something stupid let him go wild he deserves it/j) you gave ty beteridge information he is going run with that. IM fascinated to how ty knowing the name Walters is going to interact with ty (or at least one iteration of him) thinking mikeys last name was edgars at first

The "let's split up gang" parts felt well done and the tension was kept high. If WBG were a show about the bad guys actually losing and the good guys winning i think a mike w alters iteration who has nothing even disavows his own name giving a dramatic spiel then killing an ignorant ty betteridge would be a great ending but its not and my evil babygirl scientist is back and ready to cause problems for everyone <3

Rip nobody. I guess HES dead for good? Until we find out how he came to be. Okay IM an idiot i just processed hes dead for good (i mean ig he could be iterated earlier or some other justification to bring him back) Damn i miss nobody. What a tragedy, self loathing guy dies in the way he killed other versions of himself. I dont think he was like entirely motivated by preventing more people from falling into the time travel murder game but he was spitting facts that the other mikes ignored and there is the fact that a lot more people just got involved in the time travel hell that he would have prevented. My nameless meow meow is dead :'(:'(:'(:'(:'(:'(:'(:'( hope he haunts the narrative

I probably have more thoughts but that's all for now this was a great end to a great season

#Wbg #WBG spoilers #Woe.begone

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mrstsung · 11 months ago

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Shang tsung has BEEN sexy. Always has been

Y'all just late to the game.

I mean 30+yrs of games. You got a lot of material to work with.

Like come on

I mean come on people.

Young,old,beard,no beard. Shang has it all.

He's cunning,scary intelligent,handsome. Funny. Has humble origins(could be written a bit better and less yikes by NRS but ya know) like you feel bad for shang regardless of his predicament. Because being cursed to take the life force of others for eternity because some salty bitch didn't want you to be "better" than him. Never to embrace death or fully feel life. Stuck in a limbo. Have all the powers of a god yet denied any clearance. Have all the ambitions of a emperor and ruler yet desire none of triviality of it all. Only the security and safety of it. Desire nothing more than what you feel you deserve,and that grows day by day through the trials of kombat. Day in and day out you fight for your life for crumbs.

How can anyone not feel for shang? At least nowadays.

Like they gave him something more than "evil bad guy to beat up" yet expect people to still go the status quo when they want us too. How can you root for anyone who sides with earthrealm or any of the supposed "good guys" anymore?

But anyways. Yeah shang tsung deserves better treatment than him being sexy in looks. Tho he is definitely *meow* deliciously cold Blooded.

He is sexy because he is complex. Because he's not afraid to go after what he wants. He's cautious(and more so as time goes on,as he gets a lil bit wiser tho not much changes overall. He's still a lil cheeky shit and stuck in survival mode. Oof). shang tsung is sexy because he's a bad guy with standards. Twisted sense of honor,he stands for himself. Because nobody else will.

See liu kang,in this new "timeline" if you gave him friendship or friends. Ya know genuinely a happy fucking life. And not put edanians on a pedestal because you wanted kitana puss puss so damn bad. Maybe you could have avoided all of that! Ya know maybe kung lao,raiden,and shang could have been the "deadly alliance" you needed. But noooooooo! Pusshy and looking good for these god/titans was more important?! Fuck off.

Dark raiden would have decimated you on spot for that bullshit.

And i would have laughed. This new liu kang is a joke. Fr. (Tbh the whole damn thing has become a joke but eh)

Shang tsung is once again the only thing keeping this dead horse alive,look me dead in the eyes and tell me he aint!? It's the truth and i know it,and y'all know it. And even then that will wear out in time. Even then it's not the BEST shang tsung(storywise)and Alan Lee's voice and performance is what made this enjoyable. Mr lee is too damn nice for this shit. Luv ya man but yeah. Still would love to see more of shang tsung being actually treated with respect and not with nostalgia bait clouding the writing devs minds. But people who actually love complex villains or morally grey characters.

Anyways. We love this sorcerer. But he deserves better than that.

BY FANS AND GAME DEVS ALIKE!

💚🐍💚🐍💚🐍💚🐍💚🐍💚🐍💚🐍💚🐍💚

More kontent soon. Sorry for the smol hiatus.

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deeptrashwitch · 7 months ago

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A Haunting Past (pt. 10)

Shout out to Taro once again 💕💕 love you, aulelei! Also Aly and the WTF are @alypink and @islandtarochips creation!

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When their reunion ended, it was already night time. But they already had a plan regarding Salamander and Deer. So the next day, the WTF will begin their training with the SEALS from the Specters. Until then, they will have a bit of time for themselves and do their own things around the base. Tiala stayed behind while talking with Aly about everything while sometimes hearing music in silence. Agnes was with Noah, Jackson and Aelan doing some experiments. And Nigel was making jokes and talking with most of the members of the team.

On the other hand, Kanoa was nowhere to be seen and Alicia was wondering where he could be. So she left Luke watching a movie, telling him that she would be back soon and started walking around looking for the Captain while holding two water bottles in her hands. And after a while, she found the man sitting under the only tree on the base. He was lost in his thoughts.

"You look tired" She whispered as she arrived and stood by his side while giving him the startle.

"Licia!" Kanoa exclaimed with surprise before smiling awkwardly. "You SCARED me."

"Sorry." Alicia murmured as she gave him a bottle and sat beside him "The night promises to be cold."

"...It isn't a big problem, I'll stay out here for a while."

"Well, hope you don't mind the company."

"Sure! I like talking with you!" He said with a big smile on his face. "You're always welcome to stay here!"

Alicia smiled at him softly before she looked out to the distance. "Hmm…Noa?"

"Yes?"

"Are you worried by any chance? About what I told you earlier?"

"About the traitor? Yes, I'm worried...and I'm not sure what to do."

"What do you mean?" She asked as she looked at Kanoa while raising an eyebrow.

"Just little doubts and being worried about some things. Nothing big."

"Is it about your team?"

The man glanced at her as he sighed and nodded. None of them said anything else and just sat there in silence. Until Kanoa saw the three cats of the base arrived and started meowing. Alicia smiled and scratched the head of one of them.

"You have cats?" Kanoa asked when a gray cat started to play with his shoelaces.

"Yeah, we adopted them not so long ago" She said while lifting one of the cats. A white one. "This one is Frosty. The calico is Potato and that lil' guy playing with your boot is called Gun Powder. Also we have two dogs, Kaiser and Butter. They're asleep right now."

"Potato?"

"We found it inside a potato sack."

"It sounds fair, will they bite me?" He asked, lifting the cat before Alicia shook her head and smiled at Kanoa talking to one of the cats.

"Hello pele. Look at you."

The cat just meowed again and put a paw over Kanoa's face, making him giggle. Now they started to play with the cats in silence. And Alicia was relieved to see how Kanoa was more relaxed. In silence she leaned against him, using his arm as a backrest.

"I'm not sure what you are thinking about related to your team." She whispered, then sighed. "But please take care of yourself. I know I’ve said this many times before but…please take care, Noa. Not only of your people but you too."

"...I'll come back and you know it. I'm difficult to kill."

"Maybe, but still. Care about yourself a bit. Alright?"

"Mmmm. Sure. I'll take care of these three. You go on ahead and get some rest."

"Maybe later." Alicia said before making that grinning look as she didn’t move. "Y'know, if you don't feel like sleeping, I'll be in the kitchen making my mom's sweets recipe. And I'll leave a portion for you, no need to talk."

After that, Alicia stood up as she left Frosty over Kanoa's shoulders before going back inside in silence. Kanoa didn't say anything and just stayed there, scratching Gun Powder's head with a sigh. Eating something sweet doesn't sound so bad.

Until the next day, all of the team were inside the gym. Along with the three SEALS teaching the WTF their combat system. All while the rest of the team trained as well. Soon Aly walked inside the gym, with Lily being carried in her arms while she muttered angrily to herself. Alicia stopped and made a sign to Luke, whom she was training with today, to wait.

"¿Aly? ¿Está todo bien?" Alicia asked, confused

"¡Por supuesto!" Aly exclaimed with a fake smile. "Just that Wraith arrived with my impulsive and irresponsible husband!"

"...Ohh. Price is SO screwed." Luke whispered while Alicia smacked him behind his head "OW! What?! It’s true!"

"I know it is, but shh. It’s NONE of our business." Alicia scolded Luke.

"Can I leave Lily with Luke while we talk with Dominique and John?" Aly asked, calming down a bit. "Sorry for asking this so much, guys."

"It's okay!"

The red-haired man got out of the ring as he smiled towards Aly.

"Do you mind waiting for a second while I go change?" Luke asked with a small awkward smile. From seeing how much sweat he earned that was showing on his shirt.

Aly nodded. "Go on, thanks again." She said with a smile while sitting on the stands.

When the Lieutenant went to his room to shower and get changed. Alicia also got out of the ring and sat down beside her.

"You are really mad with Price, aren't you?"

"That's just to say the least." Aly hissed, looking away with a frown. "He could've thought about it more before starting this kind of problem. He will hear a LOT about my thoughts."

"...You can use one of our conference rooms if you need to talk in private." Alicia offered with an awkward smile

"Oh, right. Sorry, sometimes I forgot this isn't the 141 base. I promise we'll try to keep it down."

"It's fine, anyway today we need to prepare the weapons. You have the conference room for yourself."

Aly nodded with a shameful smile before following the Captain to the entrance. Before they found Luke again when he came out of the changing room. Aly gave Lily to him and giggled when the little girl started to climb over the soldier until she was sitting over his shoulders.

"Lily, behave please." Aly said with a tired smile. "We are guests here. You'll get yourself in trouble, young lady."

"Nuh-uh. She's good." Luke said it jokingly. "She has political immunity here, right Alicia?"

"...Ay, wait what?" Alicia asked with a raised eyebrow. "When did I accept that?"

" I don't know, are you accepting?"

"Just go and do something else, we'll talk about this 'political immunity' thing later." Alicia said while rolling her eyes.

Luke just smiled and walked away between Lily's laughter. While the ladies looked at each other and chuckled. They walked towards the principal entrance while they talked and they first saw Wraith walking inside with Price behind. It was surprising because Wraith was covered in bandages and absolutely furious. And then Aly frowned.

Alicia sighed and just waved towards Dominique, who just growled in response and then stared at Price. The tension filled the environment, mostly because of Aly's anger. Wraith just sighed and walked towards Alicia, trying not to pass in the middle of Aly's glare.

"Everything is done." Dominique said with a nod. "It wasn't easy but no one will suspect the 141 or us..."

Alicia pinched her nose bridge with a sigh. "Good, but let's keep whatever you did as a secret."

"It's for the best."

They escorted the couple to a conference room before they both went and changed their clothes. After some minutes they went to one of the armories while Alicia warned everyone to stay away from the conference rooms for some minutes.

"We have everything prepared." Alicia said while she started to take some guns. "The Warrior Task Force is helping us, they'll take care of Maroon Salamander and White Tiger's last cargo."

"Captain Toa's team? Yeah, I trust them." Wraith siad with a nod of approval. "I'm guessing that Aly will be their intelligence agent during this mission."

"She will."

The Captain sighed while she disarmed a handgun. "Also, the traitor is involved. Your request to the Navy never left the MC servers...and probably they are a Marine."

"Well, that explains some things."

Dominique sat over a box and looked at Alicia. "I would've told you once we finished the mission. But Artemis' diaries had some theories, and one of them is that a Marine betrayed their people for some reason."

"......"

"I haven't found all the details, but he mentions some proofs hidden across the diaries. I need more time."

"You have all the time you need, my priority is capture or kill Red Dragon."

"Alright, that's good." Wraith murmured before pointing at the rifle near the bag. "Never expected you'd use that one."

Alicia raised an eyebrow before looking down at the rifle "Huh? Oh, the Galil? It's...easier to use, I guess. Why the comment?"

"I felt curious." Dominique said indifferently "Anyway, I'll talk with my contacts on the Navy so they can help the WTF."

"Thanks."

"Anything else I need to know?"

"Kanoa will warn Alana Kalani about the traitor."

"The General? Well that's useful. And she's really transparent about...everything, right?"

"Yeah, she's a good woman and an honest one too. Maybe she can help us with the parts I'm limited to." Alicia muttered, leaving the rifle inside her bag

Then Alicia took her karambit knife from her locker and started to clean it. Just trying not to accidentally cut her hand. Wraith stared at her, following her movements as Alicia got lost in her thoughts. For a second they stayed in silence, until the Captain put the knife back in its sheath with a movement.

"That knife isn't only for self-defense, is it?" Wraith asked

"I use it for self-defense, well, hypothetically. There's been no occasion for it."

"Alicia, what's the purpose of the knife?"

The woman looked at Wraith with a calm look. "What do you think?"

The agent sighed before standing up again as she took one of the bulletproof vests and threw it to the Marine. Alicia grabbed it before leaving it inside the bag. Just seconds after that they walked out of the armory, going to Alicia's office, as the base was practically empty.

"Has Alejandro called you?" Wraith asked as she put her hands in her pockets

Alicia sighed and shook her head "Not a word."

"This will take a while then."

"Mhmm…I don't know what I'm expecting."

"What will you do?"

"...Let's wait 'till after the mission. Then I'll figure it out."

Wraith nodded at the Captain. "Wish you luck, I guess."

They went outside once again before seeing Aly walk out of the conference room. Still fuming as she walked towards the gym. Alicia and Wraith walked over to Aly to talk with the Toa siblings again. And at the same time the 141 arrived surprised to see how they were training together.

"I'm glad to see that you learn quickly." Alicia joked towards Tiala.

Tiala winked at her with a small smile. "Don't be surprised with us Island people. We're great for any training that throws at us.”

"I know, but let's discuss this quickly for Wraith. You know where you’ll attack?"

"We'll go to the Cook Islands, Aly will be monitoring the route of the cargo ship and give us the sign when it's time." Kanoa explained, with his arms crossed. “We expect an enemy squad with Galils .556 on their hands."

"Sixteen then, huh? I guess Alicia gave you complete access to our armory?" Wraith asked, looking at the Captain, and seeing Kanoa nodded.

"Alright, what about Silver Deer?"

Alicia took out her phone. "We were waiting for my contacter to give me the place where they'll attack. But it's safe to say that'll be a huge city."

"We can help if you need it." Price intervened walking towards them, just to see Aly's frowning expression.

"No need." Aly said with a cold stare. "Alicia's team is capable enough and they have allies waiting."

Price frowned while everyone else shared a look of concern. But then Alicia coughed to call for everyone’s attention.

"Thanks for the offer, Captain Price, but we'll be fine. Silver Deer are limited to some places if they wanna do as much damage as possible."

Before they continued the conversation, Alicia's phone rang and she looked at her team and everyone else. “Give me a minute.”

Then she went outside to answer. At the same time, Luke arrived again with Lily in her arms just to notice the tension between the environment. Lily just started to screech happily when she saw Price and started to ask about being left down on the floor. And so he did as the little girl ran to his father.

"Seems like our babysitter duties are over, huh?" Luke murmured towards Aly.

Aly smiled tiredly and nodded. "True, but seriously, thank you so much for this."

"It's okay."

"Was Michaelis taking care of Lily?" Price asked confusingly.

"Yes, and?" She hissed while still giving him a frown. "You'd have known if you weren't creating such a disaster."

"I thought you'd leave her with your parents..."

"Considering how Makarov uses Konni in his favor, it isn't the best idea. I prefer not to risk my parents or my daughter."

"Karlos won't let him..."

"Do you forget that the Shadow Company is on trial? And that my brother is friends with Graves and is probably under investigation as well?"

The environment became even heavier than before, with everyone without knowing what to do.

Alicia walked inside again, making everyone sigh with relief. "Sorry to interrupt, Aly. But we're ready to go as soon as you're ready."

"Do you have the place?" Kanoa asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Yes, the attack will be on La Haya...just along the time of a diplomatic reunion between Switzerland and Colombia."

"I'll prepare the lines. Aly, are you coming?" Dominique asked calmly.

Aly nodded and walked towards her. "On my way."

#ocs #call of duty #cod oc #oc #cod mw2 #call of duty modern warfare #team charlie #cod mwii

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rottencoreflesh101 · 2 years ago

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I came up with a random ass design in my head while I was coloring a commission and he popped in…. My lil meow meow, my lil star breathing dork

I wont finish his ref since comms are my up most priority.

Sum more about Hoshi!

Hoshi is one of Uzui Tengen’s sons.

Hoshi was a very troublesome child and gave Uzui and his wives their daily doze of exercise trying to keep him steady. He is very active!

Hoshi couldn’t fit into sound breathing requirements so he learnt basic swordsman and ninja skills.

Tengen visited the corp and tried his best to talk to the hashiras if they could teach his son a breathing technique but most of them were quite busy and just couldn’t take him since his troublesome record.

Mayumi approached Tengen and she decided she would be happy to take Hoshi as her tsugoku. Hoshi learnt his own breathing technique, star breathing thanks to Mayu, the moon hashira.

Mayu actually needs a companion in her missions, she gets a stuffy nose pretty easy when its cold so she cant pick up scents which is something she relies on most so having Hoshi with her helps her a lot so its a win/win.

Hoshi does makeup, does his hair, always smells nice, haves skin routines etc etc just like his father. He is always flashy but don’t underestimate him, he isn’t afraid to get dirty.

His top is very revealing but it’s just because his breathing techniques required a serious amount of flexibility and he often ripped apart his uniform while performing so they chopped it off.

Star Breathing forms

Morning Star: series of extremely fast slashes causing star sparks. This action causes the blade to heat up and when in contact it burns like the sun to demon. Tho this technique takes a lot of stamina and strength.

Star catcher: N/A

Shooting star: The user must carry a throwable weapon connected with a chain/rope to be able to use this form. The user will throw the weapon(in this case, Hoshi’s spike rings) to the target with maximum speed, the weapon will stab it’s victim and quickly inject poison. The user will have a short amount of time to manipulate the victim’s movements forcing them to the chain’s submission.

Spark clash: N/A

Reflecting moon: N/A

Sparkle poi: This is very similar to “string performance” from sound breathing. The user will hold onto the weapon’s chain and start rotating the weapons in high speeds but make sure the weapon is slighting hitting the ground to start a series of fire star sparks which would set the weapon on a series of blinding spark rotations. THO! Please be aware that if not done right, the user can suffer blindness.

Star injection: N/A

Flash Bang: the user will start swinging the twin weapons in a rotational motion and start causing lots amounts of star sparks and once the spark are strong enough (till they start creating heat waves) the user will swing the twin weapon down at the ground creating a huge flash bang stunting those around witnessing it for about 5-7 minutes. If the user isn’t trained enough for this form, it can stunt themselves.

#rot hashira #demon slayer #kny #kny oc

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kayleetheman · 1 year ago

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HELLOOOO! This is Lampkeeper! And welcome to my corner of the universe~!

Lil bio:

Name: Atticus / Lee

Gender: three feral rats with rabies in a trenchcoat

Pronouns: any!! I don't care!!

Lamps: 100000003067 lamps

Sexual orientation: asexual

Romantic orientation: aromantic + homoro-oriented (gay asf)

Likes: Fandoms (preferably small fandoms), food (specifically chicken nuggets), sleeping, lamps, goobers, cats, salmon, winter, dragons (will ramble for hours), b r e a d, sweaters!!!

Dislikes: Loud noises, excited dogs, pollen (is allergic), mosquitos (VERY allergic), strong spices, lots of clothes, summer.

Special interests: Dragons, cats, I Expect You To Die, Portal, The Stanley Parable, Rise of the TMNT, Megamind (somehow), science in general.

Kinned characters: Donnie (ROTTMNT), The Narrator (TSP), Wheatley (Portal 2), Pheonix (IEYTD), Megamind (c'mon, you know this one), William Afton (FNAF- don't ask.), The Spot (Spider-man ATSV)

Physical features: Long-ish dark brown hair, tanish skin despite rarely going outside, brown eyes, 5 feet 6 inches tall, often wears casual clothing but wears a skirt on Sunday, depending on who he's with, he almost never smiles.

Notes: Was never tested for autism or ADHD, but has a strong belief he has both (with research to back him up). Staying with the label neurotypical until the belief is strong enough to self-diagnose. DEFINITELY has anxiety. Might also be dyslexic- constantly misreads words. Is also a therian + otherkin; cat therian + duck therian (WILL meow and WILL purr, don't blame him) + dragon otherkin (WILL roar and WILL hiss). Has an odd belief he's not human.

!! THIS USER IS A SYSTEM !!

Will there be a "meet the artist" drawing soon? Yes, yes there will be. Will I draw myself accurate to my IRL self? Yes. Yes I will. Will I also draw my little alien persona? Yes. In several ways. Will I draw my fursona and his two halves? Absolutely.

For Roleplay under the cut!! vvvv

Blue text is for when Agent Felix talks

Purple text is for when Lampkeeper talks

Classic text is when I/The Narrator am speaking

Red text for Dr. Zor, Orange text for Hivemind, Yellow text for Charlie Caliente, Green text for John Juniper.

These all take place in the IEYTD universe.

Felix lore:

Agent Felix joined Zoraxis's team when he was just a little kid, probably about third grade. If he went to school, lol, which he didn't.

He just wandered around a town all day, doing whatever he could to learn. Zor found him- Zor was about mid-thirties at the time- and just straight up adopted Felix. Zor gave Felix lessons on basic stuff like reading, math, etc., basically just all the elementary school stuff- except it only took 2 years. Zor, obviously, was surprised so he gave Felix some options and Felix chose technology.

Zor gave him everything he could to Felix on the subject, and by age 12, Felix had the technology expertise as a mad scientist. Felix started doodling after Zor adopted him, the doodles being very happy in general. Over time, they got.. concerning.. and Zor didn't know what to do about that.

Eventually, as more people joined Zoraxis, the more Felix was left alone with his little inventions. Occasionally, Zor, Hivemind and Charlie visited him (and were the only ones that celebrated his birthday), rarely Solaris for business. Felix loved Hivemind and Charlie like family.

The death engine was built when Felix was thirteen years old, him being oblivious to what he and Solaris were building. Agent Pheonix had seen him during Operation: Seat of Power, and recognized him as a kid.

When the death engine fired for the first time, Felix was devastated. Maybe a bit traumatized. He hated himself for being so oblivious to what he built. He didn't talk, eat or anything for days, even after he heard that Agent Pheonix had stopped the Death Engine. In fact, Felix felt worse becuase people had died.

Pheonix came back after a day or two of recovery and brought Felix to the agency. The agency convinced Felix to join (hesitantly) and almost gave up after ten minutes until Felix finally said one word: "okay". His mental recovery lasted 2 weeks, his fourteenth birthday two days after. His drawings started returning to a happier-looking state during the time. Felix waited a month and a half for agent training to begin, and when it did, it was too slow to match his learning pace. Regardless, he did what he was told without complaint. ...until they gave him a bomb to diffuse.

They knew perfectly well he couldn't diffuse bombs. They gave him one anyways. He had to run to other agents to find someone who could diffuse bombs. Felix was trying to figure out for days why they gave him a bomb. No clear answer was found.

Felix often has regrets leaving Zoraxis, since he misses everyone and he misses being useful. Usually he just looks at his shirt and he no longer has regrets, but recently it hasn't been working. He has a lot of conflicting emotions. He tries to stop the regrets by telling him stuff like "it feels great to be good" (as you know) and stuff like that. They've been working, but not much. The agency is constantly worried he'll switch sides again, but they don't know what to do about it since they don't want to get near him.

Felix doesn't know it, but Zor, Hivemind and Charlie miss him. Zor has had his eyes on Felix since he left and has been hoping he'd come back. The whole John Juniper thing was half-planned in hopes Felix would be sent on a mission. (I'm listening to This Is What Autumn Feels Like right now and it's throwing ideas like this at me ashgdhwhdhend)

Then Felix gets kidnapped, he runs away, you know the drill if you were reading/involved in it. He came back worse than before, almost back to his old state after the death engine. His memory was a little more messed up and he has major trust issues.

The end :]

#lampkeeper #agent felix #ooc post #masterpost

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thelanor-s-astame · 1 year ago

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EPISODE 2

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This one is probably the episode I’m gonna have the least amount to say about. I still hadn't really solidified anything yet. It was still super off the cuff, and still uber amateur hour. But I think it’s a little bit better than the first one. I sorta lock down the flow a lot better in this one. The first bit in particular is really good. And it was a thing that I came up with in, like, the 11th hour that improved the whole thing. I remember needing to pad this bit out a little, I didn’t want to start with him meeting with Cornifer. I wanted him to establish himself a little first. And also it’s kinda funny when quite a bit of the video is me talking to two characters who I also play. Saine locked down the Cornifer voice in this episode. I think this is the first one I directed him in. He gives a real great performance here! Still real proud of the “Yeah money can’t buy happiness, but it can bribe off unhappiness so, yeah it’d help.” line. The dynamic zooms I did here are a little to tiny. This is something I still screw up from time to time. Gotta zoom in quite a bit if there’s only gonna be two cuts! But I always underestimate how much of something I need. Do that shit when I cook too. Just don’t add enough spices sometimes. But I started putting still images over the characters when they’re not talking! Me from two years ago is making little steps forward to give the series a visual style that works!

That’s the thing about these youtube videos that are nice. I can kinda just be really amatureish, screw up a ton, and have people come for the stuff I already know how to do, and just, figure it out as I go along! One of the things I started out thinking was “Is it gonna be a pain in the ass to manually apply a sound filter to every track every time I take damage on screen?” And nowadays that’s the *least* pain in the ass, manual thing I have to do! I can do that shit in less than a minute!

Also all the audio channel stuff whenever hornet shows up before the confrontation, is just me playing around with the sound design of the scene. I will just take any opertunity to do that. I did a deadcells video where I replaced every single sound, with a SSBM sound effect manually, for a joke that lasted 12 seconds. It took like 3-4 hours I just love making the noises go! It makes my brain go brrrr!

Grub Father was the first voice role I ever gave to Flashgen. An absolute shame I haven’t given him more. The dude will come up to be like “So I was thinking about what voice to give the character and I was thinking something like this? Is this good?” And it’ll be the perfect voice and exactly what I’m looking for. Dude never disappoints.

So Zote is very much a “So here’s the obvious bit, how do I make it a little better” kinda character. The obvious bit for zote is the one he is! He’s an obnoxious jackass who’se actually a poor lil meow meow that’s incapable of walking three steps without getting shit on. But will bullshit about being the best and better than you.” What if, instead of bring an asshole, he was passively condescending. What if he *acted* like he was hot shit. And what if he gave convincing performance? That’d almost make him more insufferable. And what if *even still* everyone could see right through him.

So the hornet fight was the first one of these I did. And it’s where I figured a looot of the groundwork for these. Basically I had to be way more dynamic with the camera, hide cuts so I could go forward and back in time, I muted the music and fought her without that, muted the voice sounds (This was a helova first fight because hornet sure does announce her attacks) and I needed to only go in and mute when she said something so you could still hear the attack noises. Then I realized I’d need to manually put in some of those sounds myself because it’s super noticeable when she does an attack and the SFX isn’t there. Whoo boy did this one teach me how to do a looooot of that stuff. And ultimately I’m surprised it came out as good as it did. Especially ‘cus I was on a time crunch with this one. Some of the cuts are a little awkward but still. Like, so much of the fundamentals I do when editing a fight scene I brute forced learning here I’m surprised it has the same flow as the rest of the fight scenes in these videos. Shocking to come back to this one and see how much *did* work.

So, first bit of lore building here. Hornet was a character I already had plans for. She was gonna be the star of the Silksong series. So I already had her pretty characterized as essentially a dumb nerd who didn’t have any friends, spent most of her time alone, talking to herself, and was hyperfocused on combat and combat history. And, thing is, I don’t know all that much about combat history, but I do know about film history! So I just kinda simplified it, replace some names with bug names and was like “Yeah that’s good.” And so that began. I’ve got a very Yes And theory about writing. I’ve always been hugely influenced by The Venture Brothers. The way a lot of that show goes is “Hey we invented this character as a funny joke background character in season two, now it’s season five and their tragic backstory is integral to the plot.” Retcons are boring. Take the thing that was true and make it true in whatever situation. There’s Do not change a character to suit the tone, leave them as they are and have the struggle with the tone. And for gods sake don’t flanderize them. A character grows every second their on screen, and sometimes they outgrow their joke. But it’s okay if they outgrow their joke, the new joke that they’ve grown into is *much funnier because it required that growth*!

And the fighting history stuff I’ll talk more about on episode three because that was then I actually solidified what the story was gonna be.

Also I might get into the dreamers a little bit more there too. But their characters stuck out there. The joke I set up about The Pale King being garbage at sex but that Herrah loved to brag about getting him in the sack is one I planned out *from* this episode. Finally got to see it pay off! Also speaking of Herrah, that was the first time I got Ponk in here! Always does a great job! Unfortunately, she used her Discord Mic here. This one wasn’t a situation where she didn’t have a good mic. She just forgot to use the good one and I completely forgot she is also really into audio stuff too and would jump at the chance to use her fancy stuff. She has been since!

And that’s episode 2!

#Hollow Knight #HKR-BTS #youtube #hornet #zote #content creation #behind the scenes #Youtube

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silviakundera · 2 years ago

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Justice in the Dark ep 1 reaction

The machine generated subtitles are a crime against this series. Talk about a lack of empathy! 😭

I'll be honest, not certain how well a person who hasn't read the novel can follow the plot. But the subs aren't terrible. As a novel fan I can completely follow everything that's happening. [update: i hear Yoku has ok subs now]

Nice melodramatic opener for Pei Su fka Fei Du

"should/can he be trusted" is a core of the emotional & dramatic tension in the novel, so I can see why the series runner decided to kick off with it. Is this dude just a drama queen w more money than sense or ACTUALLY a dangerously unstable sociopath 🤔 stay tuned to find out if Luo Weizhao fka Luo Wenzhou will make him his life partner regardless

Intro for Captain Luo feels right. Both characters come across similar enough to their novel selves. When I saw him running late on his bike with the lil breakfast for his team 😍😍 and the politicking he manuevers around to try to get the job done. The audience can both obviously see what he's doing but you can also see how outsiders could misread him, interpreting his behavior in the worst light.

The rivalry over "Tao Ze" is set up well. Show rather than tell. You do get the sense that versions of this petty exchange have played out many times before.

Good pilot, decent acting. Less startlingly different than The Guardian (which really gave me whiplash, consuming it after the novel).

All the necessary legwork to make Pei Su emo boi extraordinaire into the viewers' pathetic little meow meow.

#dm me if u want to know where im watching #novel fans should watch tbh #i have seen MUCH worse page to screen adaptions #if u arent a novel fan then idk #justice in the dark #cdrama #pei su y is your lipstick doing so much

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beetleskeleton · 2 years ago

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@pinksparklelps

Aspen doin a lil moida

“You let my clan die!” Aspen’Spirit hissed, his brown tail lashing. The other medicine cats stared at each other with guilty looks. Rabbit’Step, the ForestClan medicine cat, was the first to speak. “It was not our decision, Aspen’Spirit.” She meowed, “It was the choice of our respective leaders that we had to follow.” Aspen’Spirit snarled, “Isn’t the medicine cat supposed to be the spiritual guide of the clan? Of the leader? Does an attempted genocide seem like something StarClan would allow any cat to do!?” Pale’Stripe stepped forward, their eyes glistened with worry. “Aspen’Spirit please, you know we all were just trying to help our clans.” The SteelClan medicine cat stared at them, “So was Spark’Moon.”

Aspen’Spirit stalked away down the tunnel, the meeting now left behind. He sighed and padded towards the SteelClan border. Proceeding with his duties as a medicine cat alone was more than painful, knowing that the routine that was set in stone was destroyed. Aspen’Spirit felt the fur rise along his spine. What dignity could the leaders possibly get out of slaughtering a clan? The leaders…the leaders. ‘This is all their fault!’ Aspen’Spirit thought, claws unsheathed. They need to pay for the deaths of his clan mates. Turning, he bounded along the edges of ForestClan territory, heading for the shared lands.

Upon arriving, he skittered to a halt at the sight of a MeadowClan patrol approaching, talking among themselves. Aspen’Spirit wedged himself between two rocks, keeping as still as possible. He had learned it from Red’Snake, who used the rocky layout of SteelClan’s territory to their advantage. The patrol padded past him, thankfully he wasn’t spotted by them. Brush’Star was among this patrol, however, and Aspen’Spirit let out a soft hiss when they were out of sight. Aspen’Spirit heaved himself from the stones and carried on. He knew the quickest one to get to was Brush’Star, seeing how he was the weakest out of the three. But Raven’Star would be occupied elsewhere, so it gave a better opportunity.

According to Spark’Moon and Pale’Stripe, Raven’Star frequently visited a memorial for one of the cats who helped find the territory for her clan. She only did so when the clan was resting or during medicine cat meetings when the camp was mostly vacant. Aspen’Spirit never really understood why some cat finding a strange abandoned twoleg den was so special, but he didn’t dare question the leader’s practices. He knew his clan was no better than stealing bits and pieces from abandoned items from twolegs. Padding onto crisp grass, Aspen’Spirit crept his way around RuinClan territory. He wasn’t familiar with the habits and paths of RuinClan warriors, so this would be more difficult to achieve.

Sure enough, he could hear pawsteps approaching. Ducking behind a tall and rather rounded stone, Aspen’Spirit kept himself hidden while peeking out to see who was passing by. Then, a familiar black and white cat padded past him, intent on the path ahead. Raven’Star. Aspen’Spirit narrowed his eyes, stalking after her one step at a time. Eventually, Aspen’Spirit paused, hiding among another oddly shaped stone as Raven’Star approached what looked to be a shrine. Raven’Star knelt in front of the shrine, bowing her head. Unsheathing his claws, Aspen’Spirit launched himself at the RuinClan leader.

He pinned her onto the prickly grass with a thud. Raven’Star looked up at him, her eyes widened with surprise. “Aspen’Spirit!” She meowed, “What are you doing here?” Aspen’Spirit lashed his tail, “Avenging the lives of my clanmates that you stole.” He growled, letting his claws sink into her fur. Raven’Star managed to kick off the medicine cat, before standing and pinning him. Aspen’Spirit struggled to throw her off, considering she was larger than him. But after a while struggling, the leader stumbled backward, slamming her head on a thin and tall stone. Raven’Star fell limp onto grass, red staining the stone. Aspen’Spirit could feel his heart pounding, before standing up on shaking legs. He knew the yowls from the skirmish would alert the other RuinClan cats, so he bounded away heading for the shared land once more.

The next cat was Brush’Star. He was almost always alone and was only with his clanmates during patrols or gatherings. Aspen’Spirit knew of some of the behaviors of MeadowClan cats by observing them from the SteelClan border. Long grass flicked at AspenSpirit’s face as he trekked his way along the border of MeadowClan, keeping clear of any hunting or border patrols. Brush’Star would likely be drinking from a pool near the SteelClan border, as he usually did after a patrol. The faint scent of SteelClan border marks alerted Aspen’Spirit of his destination, and he began to stalk among the tall grass. Peeking through slim stalks, he could see Brush’Star drinking from the pool of water, isolated from his clanmates.

Aspen’Spirit tensed his hind-quarters, keeping his front paws planted in the dirt. With a hiss, Aspen’Spirit leaped at Brush’Star, sinking his teeth into the leader’s throat as soon as he made impact. The old leader tried struggling but by then it was too late for retaliation. Brush’Star went limp beneath him, and Aspen’Spirit let go of his neck. The leader’s head fell and splashed in the pool, turning the water crimson. Aspen’Spirit could feel red dripping from his muzzle but he simply made his way to the stream bordering SteelClan and ForestClan. Only one cat left, Tree’Star. The sheer thought of him made Aspen’Spirit seethe with hatred. Aspen’Spirit stopped at the stream, washing his muzzle before continuing onward.

The tall pines looming over AspenSpirit’s head made his fur prickle. Birds were beginning to chirp in the trees, announcing the morning to the whole forest. Tree’Star was likely going to be on a hunting patrol this early, so it would be easier to get him alone. Aspen’Spirit climbed up an oak tree, with dense leaves to hide among. It took a long while until he heard the cats of ForestClan start to approach. Tree’Star wasn’t among them though, besides, it was a border patrol skirting the edge of SteelClan. Aspen’Spirit curled his lip in scorn remembering the battle. His belly rumbled and his throat was dry but Aspen’Spirit ignored it. All that mattered now was waiting to make Tree’Star regret daring to lay a claw on SteelClan.

Dusk was approaching swiftly, and Aspen’Spirit was remained hidden in the oak tree. He had seen many cats pass by, but none of them were the cat he was looking for. There was a crackle of bracken, and a large brown tabby padded through. Tree’Star was finally at AspenSpirit’s paws. The medicine cat let go of the branch and landed directly onto TreeStar’s back, digging his claws into the leader’s shoulders and flank. Aspen’Spirit tried to get a tight hold of TreeStar’s neck, but sheer struggle from the leader’s thrashing made it almost impossible. Tree’Star yowled and rolled around, trying to get the medicine cat off but Aspen’Spirit only dug his claws farther in to keep himself steady. Aspen’Spirit felt a small tear in the leader’s throat and he pulled. This gave Tree’Star a quick advantage as he managed to buck off Aspen’Spirit. The leader hissed at him, lunging at the smaller cat.

Aspen’Spirit quickly struck his paw at the newly made tear in the leader’s neck, deepening it. Tree’Star staggered backward, falling onto the forest floor. There was hardly any time for Aspen’Spirit to react as he could hear ForestClan cats quickly approaching. Aspen’Spirit turned and raced away as fast as he could, hearing the yowls echo through the trees as more cats arrived at the oak tree. Aspen’Spirit ran to the SteelClan border, not even stopping to drink from the stream as he raced across. He stopped to catch his breath when he was well clear of the border. Aspen’Spirit let himself sink onto the grass of SteelClan territory, hearing crickets chirping away into the oncoming night.

He must’ve dozed off because he woke up when stars were speckling the sky, the breeze cool against his pelt. Aspen’Spirit stood up and stretched his legs, making his way back to camp. He made sure to stop and wash away the scents of the other clans in a stream before heading down into the ravine. All the cats would be sleeping in their nests by now, so Aspen’Spirit was sure to quietly yet swiftly make his way into the medicine den. Curling up into his mossy nest, Aspen’Spirit tried to keep his mind off of the events that had just occurred. The leader’s that hurt his clanmates were dead, and now his vengeance, at least for now, was finished.

#steelclan #aspenspirit

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HHHHHHHHIIIII 😭😭😭 is it okay if I can request a MWII pair-up? thank you if you do this and just wanna add that ur writing is so GRJRJRKKKSL

Appearance:

I am a Mexican girl with a medium beige skin tone and a bunch of moles around my body. I have dark brown eyes with long lashes. Dark-ish brown hair that is type 2C and a medium length. I have dark circles some are kindaaa deep. I wear red glasses (my vision is crappy asf). I’d say I’m about 5’3 💀💀. Clothing wise, I really like a Twlight-inspired look, but also loveeeee Chicano-styled clothes.

Personality:

I’m a Leo and INTP. I’m mostly an ambivert, since I switch up constantly depending on who I’m with. Usually, I’m more extroverted, outgoing, and chatty around my friends. If I don’t like somebody–or don’t know them well enough–then I’m quiet and a bit distant. I daydream a lot, and can get easily distracted, and sometimes I zone out when I feel sad or nervous. I’m (thankfully) funny in the words of my friends, and can be a compassionate, caring, and shockingly smart person. At the same time, I’m the type of person who will overthink about having to stand in the front of the class to speak. I also have a bad case of anxiety LMAO

Hobbies/Likes/Skills

Some of my hobbies are drawing and writing, and listening to music while daydreaming. Usually when I’m writing, it’s more like journaling all of my thoughts into a piece of paper. I like a bunch of colors, but a lavender purple (including the scent) has to be one of my favs. My interests are honestly around learning about mental illnesses or anything related to psychology. But, I’ve always had a childhood hyperfixation on SPACEEE (and sometimes the ocean). Some of my skills are bilingualism (English, obviously, and Spanish), the ability to play the violin, running reaaal fast, and being a comedic genius (can you tell I’m lying to myself). OH OH and my fav–sea–animals are the jellyfish and manatee 🫶🫶. And if it helps, my fav artists are TV Girl, Lana Del Rey, and Cults!!!

Okay that’s about it I’m SO SORRY if I made it long. Hopefully you enjoyed reading that long ass paragraph(s). Thank you SO MUCH if you do end up paring me up with one of the lil meow meows, and hope you have a good rest of the day/night 🫶🫶 take ur time!!

Johnny "Soap" Mactavish

How you met: Civilian You adored spending spring and summer in your home country. You didn't care what anyone said, Mexico was a little heaven on earth especially during the warmer months. Today, you decided to walk down to the local street market with some of your friends. You smiled as you walked amongst the various stands and watched as patrons purchased a variety of items. As you walked down another corridor of stands, you were attracted to one that sold flowers. You greeted the elderly stand owner and looked at the gorgeous array of bouquets. You finally settled on a beautiful arrangement of lilacs, hydrangeas, lilies, and your favorite, lavender. "Gracias," you gently said as you paid a fair price for the bouquet. You then continued on your way and tried to find your friends. However, you were distracted by someone arguing with a stand owner over the price of mangos. "This is bloody robbery," he exclaimed and you could see how sweat bounced off his arms which were perfectly showcased by a summer tank top. "This is the final price, sir," the owner firmly responded. You made your way to the stand as you were familiar with the owner. When he saw you approach, he smiled at you and warmly greeted you. "Diez 10 mangos para mi por favor," you happily said to the ire of the man next to you. As the owner prepared your fruits in a bag, you gave the man next to you a small smile. Once you were all paid, you knew your family friend had given you a discount. You took out 5 mangoes from your bag and gently handed it to him, much to the chagrin of the owner. "Thank you, lass," he replied in an accent reminiscent of Scotland or Ireland. "Enjoy your fruits," you remarked before continuing your shopping.

A peek into your relationship: After you helped Johnny with his precious fruit, it wasn't long until he found you again and asked for your number. That moment sparked a long distance relationship with constant texts and FaceTime calls. This time, you were flying on an 11hr flight to London. After some much needed rest, you and Johnny left the hotel to go to a museum he had planned and researched by himself. "Where are we going?" you asked as he helped to navigate through the winding streets and rail lines. "You'll see, bonnie," he simply replied and kissed your forehead. After the maze of directions, you finally arrived to your destination, the Royal Observatory. It took about 1 conversation for Johnny to realize your love for space and astronomy and he knew this was a perfect destination. You felt like a child in a candy store as you navigated through the exhibits and had him take pictures of you next to every picture of the galaxy and historic telescopes. "I saved the best for last," he said as he led you into a large room. You both sat patiently as you waited for the show to begin. Suddenly, the room grew dark and the crowd hushed as the ceiling above you turned into a gorgeous display of stars. Your eyes lit up at the sight and through the reflection of your glasses, Johnny could tell you were taking in the wonders before you. "A view of the stars for, mi estrella," he joked and besides his very poor attempt at Spanish, you blushed at the comment. Before he could say anything more, you quickly shushed him as you attentively listened to the musings of a scientist presenting. He simply laughed and threw his arm around you, happy he had planned an impressive date.

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honestly I really do love my green mutuals like I left the got fandom back in 2014 after s04 stopped airing (bc no lady stoneheart + arianne martell + white ppl casting for dorne + overall divergence from the source material which is something I always distain) and slowly stopped caring abt asoiaf bc of no book content in so long so I just moved on, quietly waiting on twow and staying in my dorne-exclusive corner of the fandom but sadly I really do love asoiaf so regrettably I am interested in hotd but this fandom is so awful with all the targ infestation HOWEVER my green mutuals have renewed the love I used to have for asoiaf 🫶 we're small but I love it here in our little corner free from rabid dogs analyzing media MWAH 💋

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speaking abt my cats... my father insisted before we castrated them both that Lale became a mother at least once in her life. I reluctantly gave in and last August she had 6 babies 🥺 it was one hell of an experience, getting ready for her to give birth and watching new life come into the world and the aftercare I had to provide for all 7 cats (Aslan gave no shits ohmigod he was a deadbeat FR!!!!) I had to constantly keep watch and be vigilant so that all kittens would live past infancy and could grow up healthy. it felt like they were my own babies you know? and watching them come into the world and taking their first breath and watching them grow from being palm-sized to Lale's own size was genuinely miraculous and a memory I will never forget living through. they're Lale's babies but also mine, yknow? I also took care of them and hounded them like a mother lol. Giving them away was very sad but it had to happen :(. 5 of the kittens have already found their own homes, but the last one is still with us bc everyone that shows an ounce of interest in him keeps cancelling last minute 🥲 But idc I kinda wanna keep him but it's not advised by the vet 😭 my poor baby no one wants him, I wish he could stay with us :((((((

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