#heartwarming stuff

[cowboylikeevie]

we've come so far <3

[grapefruitspit]

What i need tonight

[skitskatdacat63]

The casual affection, I'm going to throw up

[skcirthinq]

So. The Neon Void by @sugarpasteltmnt has officially ended.

And I. Definitely didn't get so excited that I filled like 5 sketch pages.

Spoilers for the last few chapters ahead!

So like. The whole story has been so much fun, so well written; there's been fun call-backs both to the show itself and to earlier in the fic, amazingly balanced action, comedy, emotions.

Honestly, thanks so much to Sugarpastel for writing this, it's been an amazing ride!

[kazz-brekker]

my two favorite valentine's day facts are that st. valentine is the patron saint of not only love but also beekeepers, people with epilepsy, and the plague, and also that february 14th is the original release date of the silence of the lambs (1991)

[aurorangen]

Like my first love that September

Transcript & Context:

[The trial was an eye-opener for us and we shouldn't be afraid to reach out to help cope with trauma. We both went to therapy, my mum felt brave enough to open up about her mental health and I went to talk through my fears and distress and how to gain control of it. In the end, we decided to move to Henford-on-Bagley]

[The countryside promoted healing and we were less likely to be triggered by places or people. It was really an escape from the big city. Settling down was easy since my grandparents lived there. It was also my first time visiting the family farm and I loved every single moment in that house]

[Most importantly, I felt more relaxed in Henford-on-Bagley. No more pestering reporters or prying eyes of the neighbours. No more trouble sleeping or flashbacks to all the difficult times. Instead, it was a warm welcome from the villagers, who did not ask too many questions, well most of them anyway]

[Our wellbeing improved and we immediately fitted in with the community. It was a new beginning here which meant a different school, routine and people. And one person in particular stood out from everyone else]

[Henford-on-Bagley was where I met Nancy Montford. She was my first love]

The remaining story parts (the first love and the one after 👀) are the ones that I have most been looking forward to! And look who is his first love...Nancy (tjolc)!!! It is perfect with her cooking roots and how city detective also explores food. I've mentioned that Vincent likes cooking and you will find out how it came to that. Now the two legacies link 🤗 One more thing is Oscar has NO RELATION to Strangerville even though I initially created him to be the mysterious guy.

[simplykorra]

beatrice + every episode - episode 7: "ephesians 4:22-24"

[sincerely-sofie]

you should do a reincarnation AU based on the Explorers of Spirit romhack

Hey guys remember this post?

[jarayasha]

Q: What was it like to be the heartthrob in Pink Floyd?

A: I have no idea how to answer that. Maybe you should ask Roger that question — I mean about me, obviously [laughs].

David Gilmour

Los Angeles Times interview by Mikael Wood, 5 nov. 2024.

[basil--and--sage]

Bifur headcanons, as requested by @ashyjingles :)

(read the Bombur ones for some background)

(Uncle Thorin, part 1, part 2), (Dwalin), (Óin), (trans Dwarves)

Bifur is already nearly an adult, when his little cousins are born and so, he babysits them all the time and takes them on little adventures

before the axe head, he's an outgoing, well-spoken and charming Dwarrow, who comes up with songs and is very well-liked by his community

he is dedicated to his craft (=asexual), which is a tragedy according to some, due to his charm and fine beard

in his youth he is a toymaker in training, but he has to work as a miner instead, to help to provide for the family

he's ambitious. For decades he doesn't just work as a miner during the day, he also goes through extensive training in the evening, until he finally manages to join the City Guard of Thorin's Hall. His family is incredible proud of him. He also receives a much higher wage than as a miner

after a few decades an Orc raid hits the city. They manage to break through the city wall. Bifur fights bravely side by side with his fellow guards, until he is hit by an axe. He somehow survives

the years after the raid are very fuzzy. He barely remembers them. He only knows what his cousins tell him. Most of it is tragic, like the fact that nearly all of his friends turned away from him

he might look severe most of the time, but he isn't. He has issues to control his face and also a chronic headache due to the axe

because of his injury he lost a lot of his fine motor skills and can't really craft toys anymore. He doesn't like to speak about it, since it's breaking his heart, even after decades

he loves his cousins very much and doesn't know what he would do without them

he receives a small pension, since he was injured on duty, but it's barely enough, and so he starts to work in the mines again, though he mostly works in the higher levels as a carrier, due to his ailments

he keeps his focus on the little things in life, like sunshine on his face, laughing with his cousins, picking flowers and collecting pretty stones and such

Bifur doesn't really expect the quest to be successful, but he still joins, since his cousins want to go, and also he hears that Thorin takes young lads like his nephews and Ori with him and as a former guard, he wants to try and protect them

since most people are put off by the axe head and his issues with speaking, he keeps to himself and his cousins. To his surprise, Fíli joins him one day, when he's collecting stones during some downtime. Turns out, Fíli is a gem cutter by trade, who loves to collect quartz and such in his freetime. They become fast friends and since Fíli deems him alright, Kíli (who was spooked in the beginning) warms up to him. Bifur spends a lot of time with the two lads and enjoys their youthful energy

after losing the axe head during the Battle of Five Armies, his headaches get a lot better, though his other ailments don't change much

after the quest (in an "Everybody survives"-AU), Bifur wishes to rejoin the Guard. At Fíli's request, Bifur becomes the personal guard of the Crown Prince of Erebor (and keeps sneaking him snacks and such)

he also keeps working on his motor skills, and even if he can't craft the same toys as before the injury, it is still balm for his soul to sit in his workshop

(there are also rumors that he and Óin are sometimes seen holding hands. But that's nobody's business, isn't it?)

(feel free to send requests)

[coyote-catcher]

one thing i actually really like about star stable (and wanna embrace more in my own lore building stuff in my brain) is that it doesn't actually matter at all where your character came from, just that they're on jorvik now

[mistress-light]

Forspoken • Cam out of bounds

[sinful-karateka]

I'll bite and talk about something that doesn't get enough spotlight in general, which are Demetri's and Eli's family life. So obviously several fic authors have their own twists and flavors to this, but if I may sell you something for a sec.

So far into the series, what we've got are these facts:

Demetri's Mom is the only family member to be mentioned in the show.

Eli's parents were mentioned a couple of times.

That should be enough context to deduce two things:

Demetri could be an only child to a single mother, and;

Eli's parents involve themselves in the stuff that he does — including karate, who knows — though they tend to be tone deaf with his actual needs.

There's strong evidence to why the boys act the way they act (brain functions notwithstanding, but this isn't the post for that), which is why I think these deductions make sense. How their hypothetical upbringing is part and parcel to how characters behave in this series. Of course societal influence comes in second because obviously you've got a show that encourages learning karate as defense against bullies, but this show is also about generational chains and traumas! So why wouldn't their home life inform the way it informs the LaRusso's, Lawrence's, and Nichols'? But I digress.

In the span of the entire series, I've held onto this headcanon that Demetri's neuroticism and ability to anticipate his actions carefully stem from a household that needs these systems in place, much more for someone who likes to be on top of things. Since he's just a student, the only authoritative figure who can make executive decisions... is his mom. Add to the fact that she may be a working mom, so when Demetri tells Daniel about certain restrictions in learning karate, what could have made her decide to just write a letter instead vs. taking the time out to go with his son herself? I know I know it's narrative writing but like do you seeeee where I'm at here

Eli's family life is by far gave us early indications of his dynamic with his mother — but not so a father — in earlier seasons. It's possible that his mom is a stay-at-home one, but if I were to push the bounds of this box even further, I'd even speculate that she's retired early if it meant that Eli's dad is the one making most of the living. Like of course they'd get mad at Hawk for getting a tattoo at his age, I think any parent would! But the way he tells Aisha to exclude him from her stories tells us that there's not a lot that his parents know about the life he lives as Hawk. At this point we all know the kind of effort it takes to successfully carry it out because he has to go home every night. It's either he a) puts in a lot of effort into concealing this identity once he gets home, or b) his parents are rarely ever home, which again, feeds into another assumption that maybe Mrs. Moskowitz works certain hours.

All we know is they're never around a whole lot for these boys, which is sad! and also again, very Indicative of their classification as awkward nerds pre- and early karate. When I read along certain fics that consider and include how the rest of their characters besides the found families they've formed, it gives much more depth and potency to writing them, their flaws, and how they think.

For all we know, Mrs. Alexopoulos could be a lesbian making fun of her son for not slinging pussy like she does being rizzless unlike her, but don't let me explain that when we have @demetriandelibinaryboyfriends!

[istadris]

Got another idea.

Pretty sure King Boo didn't even acknowledge the prisoners being lowered down to the lava pit during the wedding in the movie but what if he did? What if he had acknowledged Luigi whilst trapped in his cage and stuck around to see him survive when being so close to death and took an interest in him at that point? This would make their interaction in the first LM game a lot different.

King Boo didn't care for weddings.

Celebrations for mortal milestones felt ridiculous at best and offensive at worst for ghosts. Why would weddings, birthdays, coming of age, graduations matter when death and eternity inevitably came? Time claimed all in the end. To highlight its passage felt almost insulting. The only way ghosts found interest in such frivolity was by either repeating such events indefinitely in their loops of obsession, or by halting them forever, tricking time itself.

King Boo was of the latter category, when he deigned to bother with such nonsense. His collection of painting held many mortals stuck forever in their most terrifying or joyful moments. Works of art, all of them.

But the actual events...Umph. Not to mention the bright and joyful emotions displayed at such celebrations tasted mushy and soppy. Give him a good, crisp fright anytime.

Yet despite his distaste for them, he had bothered to show up to the Koopa King's wedding.

Firstly because Bowser, as loud and boisterous as he was, was still an useful ally, at least enough to stay on his good side.

Secondly because despite what Bowser claimed, it was obvious to all that his future bride hated his guts. A welcome change from the syrupy sentiments usually dripped from marriages.

Thirdly, and most importantly, because Koopas had the finest wedding tradition for their warriors : a ritual sacrifice of their prisonners of war. And of course, as their king, Bowser spared no expenses.

Dozens of captives to be slowly lowered in lava to be burned alive. All of them helplessly watching their doom unfold. Different heights for the cages so they could watch their companions of misfortune die one by one before their turn came.

The cocktail of abject terror and despair oozing from the sacrifice tasted perfect.

And on top of that, there were different toppings! Penguins, Kongs, Yoshis, even Koopas! With a Luma without a care about their death to spice it up!

And even a human! Now that was one unexpected surprise! King Boo had been dead for a long time and yet had not met many humans in all of his afterlife. But now Bowser was marrying one, while murdering in front of her the only members of her species she would probably ever meet!

Truly, Bowser was a Koopa of taste.

So now King Boo observed with attention as the cages were lowered, not caring in the slightest for whatever nonsensical vows would be exchanged. His attention was all on the captives. Which ones would scream the loudest? Which ones would go insane before death claimed them? Which ones would see their souls turn into Boos?

...Could humans turn into Boos? Oooh, that was an interesting question! Would it be stronger? Weaker? Would its sould fuse with another species before creating a Boo?

Now King Boo was truly captivated. To the point of ignoring completely the princess' little meltdown and ensuing brawl: when a Koopa spear traversed him, he only shrugged and floated away. If Bowser couldn't bring to heel his new bride, that was his business.

Instead he leisurely flew closer to the cages, noting with pleasure the human's was the lowest of all. He would be the first to die, followed closely by the Kong King. Oh, it made his teeth grow sharper from hunger. Just a little lower...

The cages stopped and King Boo scowled. Bowser couldn't have changed his mind, could he? Thankfully, it seemed the Koopa wasn't this weak; instead, the princess had frozen the pulley of the cages in a desperate attempt at saving their lives.

Cute. But it wouldn't be enough, King Boo noted with a nasty smile as he turned invisible and slipped through the cracks of the ice, slowly breaking it apart. Not all at once, so he could enjoy the panic off the princess when she noticed.

Uncaring of King Bob-omb exploding, King Boo watched in delight the cages lowering once again. Oh, the human's fear was the strongest, the loudest, and yet he was fighting the hardest, struggling in every way possible to delay the inevitable, even as the bottom of his cage melted away, then the lower bars, then the middle ones...

His terror tasted so good, so raw, so pure. King Boo, eyes darkening, tongue lolling out, saliva dripping between his fangs, only wished he had a frame to capture this moment, bottling the abject horror of the human and stretching it for eternity.

So close, so close...

And then the cages stopped.

And rose up.

And the human managed to get out of his cage and- and even start to climb up!

Was he denied?? Was he deprived of his food ?! Right when he was on the verge of bliss? He glowered at the Kong pulling on the lever, teeth grinding, ready to grab him and throw him in the lava.

But before he could make a move, a scream made him turn, along with a brief zest of hope crushed by complete panic.

He had slipped! That fool had slipped! Glee filled him as he watched the human plummet to his doom, screaming the whole way down. At least one of the prisonners would die, and it would be a pure flavour of a soul, untouched by any other. He was about to see a new kind of Boo! He would..

What happened next too him a moment to register. Something flew so fast by him he didn't have time to react, and it collided with the human. No, it snatched him! And took him away!

It stole his food! His delicacy! His Boo-to-be! How dare he! Furious, he followed after this -this thief!

Which turned out to be...another human? Wait, how many of them were they?! But it didn't matter, since now his delicious morsel of fright had turned into a mushy paste of hope and love and fuzzy feelings.

Urgh. Disgusting.

Such a waste.

He was tempted to rush the group and tear through the slush of happiness just out of spite. Better a spoiled meal than none. But looking around, it seemed that he had underestimated the princess and her allies. Bowser was frozen in ice, his troops knocked out or scattered, the wedding alley ruined.

And if he didn't fear mortal attacks or power-ups, disposing of them would be too much a hassle. At least that was his excuse to get away when Bowser launched the Bomber Bill, then as he watched from afar while the entire castle was sucked into the Warp Pipe.

Too bad.

Really, really too bad.

Such a fine buffet, all ruined, all spoiled.

He would need to find the other human again. Make sure to teach him the consequences of angering King Boo.

As for the green one...

His fear tasted so fine.

But maybe the other one would taste even better?

Or both together?

He would need to try.

[funnyjokespuns]

serious posts time… i guess? But i think its really nice to see a somewhat masc nonbinary character who is still NOT a man. as a nonbinary person who uses they/he its!!! Really nice! To see a character that is so similar identity wise bc its such a specific niche but its. Its cool ok

[cobra-wives]

guys. this will sound absolutely insane. but i was looking thru my old october 2022 sketchbook and i found poto/tkk sketches.

(dont say a single thing about my old terry silver art DONT)

two years later — EVER SO COINCIDENTALLY, ON THE SAME DAY/WEEK — IM STILL COMING BACK TO THIS.

FULL CIRCLE, BABEY. EVERYTHING IS FULL CIRCLE.