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my stupid south park oc

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[pardonmydelays]

Let’s talk about Lin! Have you seen his recent posts on IG about Warriors?? … It’s still a no from me. Sorry babe!

didn't really expect anyone to ask me about lin, but yes, let's talk about this cause it's still in my head and i still feel so weird about it...

i think i said everything i had to say in the tags of this post and honestly i don't think i will change my mind about it. i am a bit excited because it's lin for fuck's sake and when this man makes music, it's almost always good. however... for me it's a huge step back. i wanted something original. the plot of the warriors doesn't even sound interesting to me. i know hamilton wasn't his original story either, but it's also worth pointing out we're talking about the man who wrote in the heights. and this is what i expected from him... i wanted something original, with original characters... and definitely not with major pop stars??? look, if i want to listen to pop stars, i just listen to pop stars. i want to hear the biggest broadway stars on this album. seriously, what the fuck, lin?

it truly breaks my heart, because i thought i would be more excited for his new project and right now i feel nothing. honestly i am much more interested in "three houses" cast album that we might be getting in the future (dave malloy's new musical) than this. which is fucked up if you think about what my blog looked like a few months ago (and i know who's asking this question so i know you know lmao). so like... yeah i still follow him on instagram and i still try to keep up with all the updates but i have literally no power to post anything about him here because it just doesn't make me happy anymore. i don't know what to say. i had high hopes and now i feel like a clown. also this fandom kinda drained me, ngl. that's also one of the reasons i don't talk about him here or anywhere, really. maybe something will change in the future but for now, thinking about all the things he's working on, i am only interested in moana live action. still kinda disappointed in new lion king (which i believe i already said a few months ago) and like... yeah i will definitely check it all out. you know me. but i expected something better from him so like you said, that's a no from me too.

[blissfulip]

—Legion

On AO3

Priest!Viktor x F!demon!reader

Rating: Explicit

Tags: Priest Kink, Blasphemy, Self-Harm, Implied/Referenced Self-Harm, Self-Flagellation, Demon Sex, Demon Summoning, Demon/Human Relationships, demon reader, AU - Canon Divergence, Post medieval era, Dubious Science, Church Sex, Roman Catholicism, Catholic Guilt, Improper Use of Catholic Rituals, Shameless Smut, Masturbation, No use of Y/N, third person.

Cw: Handjob

Words: 2k

[A/N: Happy Easter Sunday lmao, also whoever picks up all of the 'easter eggs' (get it wink wink) gets a kith and hug from me (let me know if you want to be tagged or removed in future fic updates!)]

Tags: @ihopeinevergetsoberr @chemical-killjoy @jinxed-jk @bobobomao @queen-of-elves @thedustybunny @syren201 @thayfass @thehistoriangirl @hypocritic-trash-baby @zaunitearchives

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III. 

Viktor stood frozen, the voice that whispered those words echoing against the walls of his head as he gazed upon the creature before him, a figure blindingly bright yet of simultaneously all-consuming darkness. The sight obscured his thoughts and left him adrift in a sea of terror. How could he have been so blind as to believe that he could command such power without consequence? Or rather, was it the naivete of believing nothing would come of it that turned against him? 

The very essence of his faith fractured—that earth-shattering feeling that had become all too common for him that day—threatened by this insidious presence. What had he unleashed upon the world? What horrors awaited him in the wake of his hubris? Viktor trembled, and his soul lay bare before the abyss, but something sinister took him out of this blossoming meltdown; she, the creature, looked familiar.

And achingly so, yet her form eluded him like a half-remembered dream. Faces swirled in the depths of his memory, merging and shifting like shadows cast by a flickering flame, but he was unable to put a finger on them.

"Do you not recognize me, Viktor?" Her voice cut through the air, eerily sweet.

Viktor recoiled in horror at the sound of his own name coming out of her mouth, the weight of her words crashing down upon him. 

“I manifest to you as a reflection of your own desires, an amalgamation of every soul you have ever yearned for, sweet human.” She hissed as she offered Viktor a hand to help him stand, her touch oddly warm as they both sat on the bed. “Do you not see it? That young woman from the bakery, or the one you always look at for a tad too long while you buy turnips? You don’t even like turnips,” she smiled slightly. “What about that woman who comes to confess every week? The one with the slightly hoarse voice that you love, even that tan young man with the green eyes,. Yes, yes, I know about him too; I am him too.”

“Who…what are you?” He asked amidst a short-lived surge of bravery.

“My name is Legion,” she said with an off-putting tone of irony, “for we are many... or however that verse goes. Mawkishly sentimental if you ask me.” She chuckled and seemed to deflate in disappointment at her attempt at humor not being acknowledged. She sighed in oddly human-like resignation, “I don’t have a name, Viktor, but I know yours , and you know what I am.”

"I seek nothing from the likes of you, Demon, you don’t know me." he declared, though doubt gnawed at him.

"You do, and it is the truth that I know you; your biggest fear is to remain ignorant and blind to the truths that lie beyond the veil of your mortal existence; I can feel it. " She whispered against his ear. 

"You are but a trick of the darkness; I will not succumb to your temptations."

"Oh, but Viktor, you already have ," she purred. "You summoned me here, drawn by your own curiosity. Your anger simmers beneath that stoic surface, against the silence of the heavens and the absence of answers to your prayers. But I answered, so why direct your anger at me ?"

“I have faith in Him; God will intercede in my favor.” He said, covering his face ith both hands, afraid his expression would betray something that confirmed her accusations.

“Yet you question his wisdom and his justice. You resent his silence, you doubt .”

“I love Him, and I will repent; I will.”

“Why? Faith without cynicism is a hollow shell. Will you let yourself be domesticated like a beast? A man of science like yourself?”

The spark of courage grew into embers inside Viktor’s chest at the mention of his work. Although he remained silent, not wanting to concede, she saw it in him, just like she experienced every emotion that grew within the transparent exterior that contained his soul.

“Embrace this fire, and you will obtain what you seek.” She said, gently laying a hand over Viktor’s. 

His shoulders slumped in resignation, but even as he acquiesced to her demands, a seed of guilt still remained. What would God think of him now for consorting with a creature of darkness? Would he be cast aside and condemned for eternity for his folly?

"What do you fear, judgement?” Viktor nodded.

“Your god is nothing but an egregore," she declared, her voice a whisper. "A figment of mortal imagination, born from the collective beliefs of humanity, he only has power over you if you allow it."

“God is my shepherd, He…” He started to recite, but his voice betrayed him.

“Yahweh, Tetragrammaton, Adonai, El, Elohim, Shaddai, Tzevaot… it does not matter who you so fervently pray to! Ancient egregores hold no power over the ancient gods.” She started saying in a firm tone, her volume high in affront. “And you, my sweet, are so unfortunately Christ hunted…a lot of work to be done.” She continued, her voice tuning back down to her previously silky tone.

Viktor's breath caught in his throat, but simultaneously, the weight of her words lifted a heavy chain that had previously hung around his neck. Although this—his God’s identity and how much power He held—seemed to be a point of contention between him and his conscience, every word she uttered seemed to confirm things he had been long thinking about. But the smell of culpability Viktor emanated was pungent, and what she saw in his heart was a whirlwind.

She was proud that he had let himself be guided by his urges, that he had, even if only for a small moment, felt true freedom in pleasure. She felt his fear when he remembered he would need to face father Isidore and then she felt his rage. He felt so strongly against him that for a second she imagined he would be nothing short of a monster, his robust yet sweet face was an interesting sight to find framed in Viktor’s memory. 

She felt sympathy and sadness and confusion, she felt worried for the young girl with the twin braids just like Viktor had, and felt intrigued as to how she had come in possession of her coin, but what mattered most to her in that moment was one problematic sensation; despondency. Viktor was close to giving up, he had nearly decided rage was useless and so was science.

“Let’s begin by working on the heavy guilt you carry.” She said, after a long silence. Viktor noticed an unsettling tenderness in her eyes when he, for the first time, looked directly into them. 

“I made a vow.” He answered, his voice breaking as it turned into a whisper.

"Do not let the chains of guilt bind you, Viktor," she murmured. "The church may preach of purity and righteousness, but it is built upon a foundation of hypocrisy, and you don’t need me to tell you as much.”

“I know of the behavior of some members of the clergy, but why should...”

“I don’t speak of individual transgressions; the church as an institution seeks to negate eroticism and sexuality, yet it embraces them in its most sacred rites.”

The deeply puzzled expression in Viktor’s face prompted her to elaborate.

“Think about the things you do during sacrament; think of the smell of incense, the touching of beads, the kissing of sacred objects, the rubbing of oils... Think about consuming the physical body of the idol you adore, and think about what it makes you feel—enlightenment, apotheosis. Remember the deep pleasure you extracted from the pain of self-penitence? It’s nearly devine, is it not? That necessity to envelop all senses?” 

Viktor nodded.

“And that feeling you get of being close to god in a way that nothing else will get you to—that sensation of being outside the perception of time and space—have you experienced it?”

“I have, in prayer.”

“Can I show you what true ecstasy feels like? One that starts and culminates in yourself without any divine intervention? 

And once again, Viktor simply nodded. The air crackled with a tension thick enough to suffocate him, his breath shallow and rapid. A rush of anticipation surged through him, mingling with a primal curiosity that threatened to consume him whole as she slithered behind him. The shift of weight on the mattress gave him a strange awareness of the materiality of what was taking place, and the hot breath on the left side of his neck caused the last string of sanity holding him together to loosen. 

For a second, he wondered if she was nothing but a very sly yet human woman that had somehow found a way into his room, but that idea was quickly quenched as both of her hands slowly glided along the sides of his still-clothed thighs, emanating that unnatural white glow that was clearly not of mortal nature. 

Her touch was delicate and warm, her nails slowly creeping up to the hem of his cassock as she pulled it up to reveal the trousers underneath. If Viktor had any idea of what she planned on doing, he would have been of more help, adjusting to make his clothing easier to remove, but unaware of what awaited him, he sat there immobile. 

After some mild struggle, she managed to get to the stubborn clasp, and the slight accidental touches ignited a fire within Viktor's veins, sending tendrils of heat coursing through his body. Soon enough, there was nothing in between them, and the cold air that came into contact with the streak of viscosity that had dampened his underpants sent goosebumps across his arms. 

She hadn’t even made her way to his cock yet, but with each gentle caress around his stomach and thighs, Viktor's senses were heightened to a fever pitch, his body aflame with a hunger that burned brighter than any candle. With the first feather touch along his shaft, he felt as if he were teetering on the edge of a precipice, poised on the brink of a pleasure so exquisite it bordered on agony. 

And then, with a slow and deliberate motion, her hand closed around him, sending shockwaves of ecstasy racing through every fiber of his being. A guttural moan escaped his lips as she began to move, her rhythm mechanic and intoxicating. With every teasing stroke, Viktor's breath hitched, his body responding eagerly to her touch. 

"Ah…God!" he gasped, his voice a hoarse whisper of longing. 

She froze on her tracks, drawing out a protesting whine from Viktor. “Do not call upon his name now; at this moment, you belong to me .” She spoke, her voice still sweet but laced with a tinge of resentment.

Viktor's mind swam in a haze, his thoughts fragmented and disjointed as he desperately nodded in agreement, before she resumed the pace of her moment. And then Viktor felt himself hurtling his head back onto her shoulder, his world reduced to nothing. She gently removed the sweat-drenched pieces of hair from his forehead and whispered words in a language he could not understand while her hand continued its path down to his neck and back. 

 For a second, he felt a reminder of the stinging pain on his shoulder blades, and then it faded. As he reached the climax of his arousal, he cried out desperate pleas, only this time to her and himself, finally surrendering to this intoxicating embrace. After letting him breathe for a while, she took one of his hands in hers and placed the copper coin on it. Viktor knew he was bound to her now.

And in that moment, there was no room for guilt or shame, only the unquenchable thirst for more.

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wip snip sunday

wow wow wow for the first time in... a year i think? i have something i can post a wip snip for! thank you for the tags @wolfpants @lettersbyelise @sweet-s0rr0w !! this snip is from my @dronarryfest fic, which is a seinfeld au loosely based on the episode "the contest." below is an unedited snip from the opening scene.

“I’m cursed, Harry,” Ron moans, face buried in the broad expanse of his hands. “I’m going to be alone forever.”

“I dunno about all that,” Harry says, at the same time as Hermione tears a croissant in half and says, “Sounds right to me.”

Harry kicks her under the rickety coffee shop table. She widens her eyes at him and says, “What?” as she shoves a large bite of flaky pastry into her mouth.”Ith true.” 

“You don’t understand us, Hermione. Men in love are a complex breed,” Harry says loyally, patting Ron on the back. He’s bent so low over his coffee that the ends of his golden-red hair are curling in the steam from his latte. 

Hermione chokes. 

She bangs her chest with her fist, eyes watering. Harry debates helping her, and decides she doesn’t need it. She’ll be fine in a moment. Probably. 

The croissant goes down and Hermione gasps, her incredulity rough and ready at the tip of her tongue. “I don’t understand you?” she says. “You two. The two of you, right here. You and–and him?” She gestures at Ron with the ragged half of croissant still in her hand. 

“Here we go,” Harry says, rolling his eyes as he takes an unamused sip of mocha, still so hot it burns his tongue.

“First of all,” Hermione starts. “He–” she points at Ron. “--wasn’t in love. He wasn’t in love with Lavender this time and he wasn’t in love with her the first go around. He can’t have been in love, because he has sausage roll for a heart and soup where his brain should be.”

“Is there soup?” Ron asks weakly, eyes hopeful.

i'm a little behind on my tags and mentions so i presume everyone i'm tagging has done this already. consider this an opportunity to share more! @mintawasalreadytaken @vukovich @fluxweeed @citrusses @sorrybutblog @tackytigerfic @oflights @mallstars @saintgarbanzo @dodgerkedavra and open tag for anyone else who'd like to share! 

[theenpcbracket]

Round 1: Greggor Handson vs Mercurial

Image ID included, click to see the full image please!

(Only an image of Mercurial was submitted for this poll)

More about each NPC below the cut!

Character 1

Name: Greggor Handson Party: The Bomb Squad Relationship to party: "Healer"

What makes them the best NPC: Every party need a healer. If you don’t have one, you need one. And if you are on a budget, Greggor Handson can be yours! Greggor was exiled from polite society and lives in an abandoned castle, but his rates are low low low and his survival rates are high high high! Better yet, he wont ask you any questions! Are your burn marks related to the explosion at the Duke’s palace? Does your description match a group wanted by the law? Greggor doesn’t care! Greggor just wants the opportunity to work on your body and maaaybe make an improvement here or there. Don’t worry! All new eyes have dark vision and the risk of infection is minimal.

Greggor prides himself not only in the quality of his work, but also his service. His appearance IS off putting, there is absolutely NO getting around it. But be assured all alterations to his body were made by Greggor himself. That he is somehow still alive is a testament to his abilities. Could a “sane” but only moderately talented healer make such radical modifications and survive? No! As Greggor himself would say, when given the choice between sanity and ability, “thanity is grothely overethtimated, theheheh”. His contagious enthusiasm for his work and frank bedside manner is what sets him apart. As Greggor would say, “I gif mythelf four thumbth up! Any more ith medically unnethethary – and I thould know! I’m a doctor.”

Quote: "You were more than my paithenth, you were my friendth," Greggor's last words.

Any extra propaganda under the tag Greggor Handson, to be found here

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Character 2

Name: Mercurial Party: The Fosters Relationship to party: Friend, ally, strategist, arcane scientist

What makes them the best NPC: Mercurial is a drow divination wizard who loves his girlfriend and studying magic very much. He’s so incredibly anxious and semi-unintentionally goofy at all times, but he ultimately has a steel will and the determination to back it. His girlfriend and he helped lead a drow rebellion against the high elven monarchists, and they’re both currently elbows-deep in helping to set up a more equitable but still stable government to replace the emperor. He’s a skilled diviner and she’s an incredible tactician, so they’re incredible strategists.

He is both so incredibly cool and just some guy. He'll do just about anything you ask. Once, a PC told him to go get "as many lemons as [he could]" and he brought back hundreds. Every time we drop in on him, he ends up nervously making like, French toast or bruschetta or something. He’s also an incredibly competent wizard who is going for his arcane PhD. He got into biochemistry when one of our PCs (an old friend of his and his girlfriend’s) asked him to do some blood analyses. When he realized one of the party NPCs's blood would confirm a hypothesis he had but she wouldn’t give it to him, he (for the first time) used his unassuming and nervous demeanor to trick her into letting her guard down enough that he could stab, grab, and run like hell away with the blood. He talks like Eeyore. I love him so much.

Quote: "Wait, don't tell her, I don't want her to be more mad at me than she already is..." -Mercurial, after tricking the party NPC.

Any extra propaganda under the tag Mercurial, to be found here

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Towards the end of December 2022 I had some severe back issues that sent me to physical therapy and kept me from doing any embroidery (or anything at all 😭) until about May 2023. During that time I watched so much Unexpectables to help me stay sane, so my first planned project was fanart for them, though I didn't plan to share it at the time.

This quick stitch of Ith was to practice the lighting dynamics of using a darker color on one side. However upon completing it I realized it was the first thing I had finished since I left PT, and it made me super emotional.

I've already shared it on Twitter so I don't think I should tag it again here since it's just a quick stitch 😅

[void-tiger]

please tell me more about the fic where Ke/th doesnt get to be a paladin again, i keep seeing shit like how the team abandoned/failed Ke/ith and should have apologized to him when it was literally the opposite (i am sorry but the team almost DIED because K/ith fucked off to run off with the Blades, werent for Kuron entering Black they would have actually died, i do not understand how anyone can see this and say the team was in the wrong/Ke1th was in the right, and still be considered a team player let alone a team leader is beyond me. Really really sorry about salt in your askbox)

No worries! (Although, disclaimer: I had to set aside my voltron fics for a bit ‘cause I can’t work on them without getting salty, and too much salt is bad for you. So they’re…curing, I guess. I’ll stop with the bad salt jokes now XD)

But short answer? Keith’s their comfort blorbo, and it’s incredibly easy to have that become “can do no wrong ever it MUST be EVERYONE else!” and…not recognize that kneejerk bias. Ask The Real Fandom Olds TM who’ve participated in fandom culture since the 80s and 90s and that’s a key issue with Current Fandom and especially younger fans (ie, probably our generation and younger.) Add in that a lot of us online trend (in my antidotal experience) towards having untreated anxiety or depressive symptoms and/or undiagnosed neurodivergent brain wiring that an individual might’ve not quite learned how to cope with yet (and many come with emotional regulation symptoms) in addition to…human brains really just Don’t stop developing until mid20s regardless of someone’s birth gender and brain development is particularly chaotic and…well.

That’s a recipe for a volatile fandom, and since the VLD Characters in particular were geared towards Teens or Teen Nostalgia? [Comfort Blorboing Intensifies.]

Now, in one fic series Idea, Keith DOES become the Red Paladin again, but he has to work for it. Really work for it. Like, the Team is still incredibly hurt that he left and never really apologized for ditching them before THAT Scene where Jiro is forced to step in s4. I think I have in my notes somewhere [coughs] prolly a random post or very buried DM to a friend that Red Lion finally outright takes Keith for a joy ride (much like Blue and Black did with Lance and Shiro) and literally has him bouncing around in zero g and gforces until Red’s really willing to accept him back as Paladin. (Also it makes me feel better.)

[tags: blackbox verse, rewrite the stars, blackbox, veeladee fixit. Note that some of the older posts especially I’ve probably discarded. But I do my best worldbuilding thinking aloud, and hey. It’s fanfic. Who gives af about spoilers? Not me.]

But, in Blackbox verse, I wanted Jiro to have his very own Lion…and the Sincline Meteor is right there. Plus, y’know. Fixing-fixing. Making as much work as I felt like since it was intended to be a series, anyway.

Buuut, that’s not the fic idea you asked about.

The one you asked about is actually a Redo of The Black Paladin’s episode following alteanroyals’ prompt of “what if Shiro’s the one who fights the clone, and the clone gets to just come home. Have his own name.” Because, c’mon. The visuals would’ve been incredible, and Josh Keaton and Studio Mir adores Shiro and Jiro even if the EPs and arguably NONE of the writers (even the better ones trying to patch job before bailing out) gave a shit about Jiro as his own character.

So. Back to Keith.

He actually tries flying Black Lion, same as the (egh) canonical episode…and…

WHOOPS. He gets lasers shot at him for his efforts (hA HA~)

Allura steps in, and has a battle of wills against Black Lion, then realizes that what has Black so torqued is Keith tried to dominate the Lion. (Imo? The only reason why Keith could fly with Black in s2-4 was because of the bond they both had with Shiro. “Help me help you.”) And well. Allura’s learned a thing or two: trying to dominate a Lion does NOT work. She learned that for herself with White Lion, she’s now realizing that’s why Black Lion accepted Shiro as it’s Paladin over Zarkon at all. So Allura changes tactics, senses Shiro’s Quintessence still inside Black Lion nearly two years after he vanished, and calls the others in. They do a reverse-balmera ceremony via their voltron bonds and pull Shiro back out—in his OWN body, tyvm.

And well. Remember how it’s technically a “Shiro vs CloneShiro” prompt? Yeah, they fight. (I’ll try not to have them totally wreck the place. All Shiros are Good Shiros.) And when Black Lion comes for them now that the Lion can get a clear shot? Red Lion also comes.

Because Keith isn’t the only character who holds the needed qualities for a Red Paladin. (Reactive instincts, laser focus, loyalty, but often emotionally volatile.) Jiro does too. And unlike Keith, Jiro stayed even when he “no longer” had a Lion to fly from his POV, and he struggled with the rest of the Team to adjust to Lions that no longer suited them in the wake of Shiro’s Absence. So Red chooses Jiro and flies to him. (Black would’ve saved Jiro, too, even though Jiro wasn’t Black’s true paladin. But seeing a Lion accept him, and further proof that he’s not just a poor copy but his own person and even a Paladin in his own right?)

[gemini fic, shiro vs jiro]

Basically, in starting writing and continuing to ruminate on ideas, I realized that Gemini works best as a single fic, so having Firm Consequences make more sense. Other tidying up?

-Allura and the Paladins take the Castle and immediately head out for the Altean Colony while Shiro (and Black Lion at Black’s literal insistence) go after Jiro. (And with Shiro here to lead and analyze + Convenient Recap/Alternate Explanation, Pidge is able to shut down the virus far earlier before it makes the Castle truly dead in the water.) Haggar never gets her claws into them.

-Keith formally leaves the Blades. He had a family, and he turned his back on them. Those relationships won’t be what they were before (ie, symbolic in losing his Red Paladinship), but this time he’s willing to put the work in to repair their trust in him. Meanwhile, the Blades never were going to help him find his mother intentionally no matter how many times he sacrificed his life for them, and his life and the lives of all the other Blades ultimately meant very little to Kolivan and the Blades as an organization. He surrenders the knife to Krolia, and walks away if Team Voltron will let him stay. It not, he can do better good with the Rebels. (Infiltration was Pidge’s thing, anyway. He’s the showy diversion maker.)

-Lotor returns to Orionde. But when he faces the Ancients and White Lion again, he stops attacking and running from his sins. He sacrifices his full life force, and the Drained Alteans revive fully restored. The tragedy his family caused and he ended up perpetuating ends with him. (That does leave…y’know. The Galran Empire without an Emperor. But hey. IF I finish this fic, that’s potential sequel material, baby!)

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…anyway. Point is, Keith Antis put a bad taste in my mouth, but the point of “Keith loses Red” wasn’t to punish Keith (okay…maybe a little. But that was still mostly Black blasting lasers everywhere. For catharsis.) The point was, “There are consequence, and while some relationships can be repaired or make new ones with the same people after you’ve hurt them, others can’t. You lose them. It’s important to put in the work, but it’s also important to accept loss and endings, especially after you’ve fucked up.”

And well. I felt that Keith Losing Red, Jiro Gaining Red made things narratively tidy.

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Okay so what you just saw right there was me typing in character. This is a c!slimecicle rp blog! Uhhh slime’s typing is VERY hard to read so on every post theres gonna be the LEGIBLE version under a cut, so erm :b

This is VERY CLEARLY an au based on my own hcs for slime and q, so just keep that in mind! Slime is canonically using a computer to use tumblr here, so it won’t be formatted very fancily. Lemme explain some stuff about how this will work.

I don’t know much about much of the dsmp lore, so you guys are free to mention things outside of slime’s lore, but I’ll have to search around the internet for info on whatever it is. - He mentioned a voice in his head, that’s me. I’ll pop in from time to time to help him answer asks, so if he ever mentions a voice, that’s me! - This is very early into Slime’s lore, so he won’t know anything about anything after… lets say the slimecicle video titled “slimecicle goops up the dream smp” (go watch it if you don’t know when that is!) - All tags will be in character unless specified otherwise! - named anons can send in an ask including where they want to be referred to as being from, I’ll write it down and delete the ask! So now Slime will call you “____ anon from ____” - if you try hard enough, you can feed slime as much misinformation as you want >:] He’ll believe it! - Rp is sadly discouraged due to the formatting of the blog being an actual blog run by him. - If you wanna send in asks as other smp members, go ahead! There’s also nothing stopping you from being someone pretending to be other members. Slime won’t be able to tell you’re lying about your identity, just do it in anon! He will look at the urls of blogs if asks are sent without anon on. - Slime likes talking about how many bones he has. - slime has 300 bones - slime likes gambling - i like gambling - i like talking about how many bones i have - i have 206 bones - :D - sorry got a little silly there guh - im out of stuff to write about. Never started any rp blog like this so im hoping im doing this right :D

[evangeline444]

Dragon Age OC Meme

I will forever be so mad about the lack of personal stakes in Dragon Age Inquisition when it comes to the inquisitor, particularly ith the nightmare fade sequence. So here are some questions to help add some flavor to that quest that isn't just spiders and tombstones engraved with your worst fear.

Feel free to copy and paste the questions and post them on your own. Tag me if you wish(please please please please please)

1) What nightmare would your inky/dragon age oc be trapped in? Is it a memory of an event they experienced or just a scene of something that they fear happening in the future?

2) What would need to be done or said to pull your character out of their personal nightmare? Is their a particular person that would be most effective at pulling them from the nightmare?

3) How would the lesser nightmares/fears that you have to battle manifest? In game they appear as spiders, would they appear as other creatures they fear or perhaps as a loved one they would be devestated to harm?

[spinningbagel]

okayokay so lmk s3 was roller coaster and a half and I have analysis's and theories to make. 

Red son and Mei:

We r defo gonna see more of them together as Red son is gonna b helping Mei control the true fire so i find thats gonna be interesting as Red was kinda the person who had to deal with it before Mei. Im looking forward to seeing those to interact and become better friends! 

Macaque:

He's a tricky one, cause he def has room to redeem especially now that's he free from LBD's control (see source 1) but I also think that because of his past with SWK he may be hesitant to do so, maybe afraid he'll be left behind again (I don't know much abt his past so don't @ me) But after seeing his face (see source 2)when hearing that MK won't leave Mei behind may show him that MK isn't like SWK and won't abandon him. I also think he may get along with Tang, because as I and others noticed he's the only one Macaque addressed by his name. I see him as the same thing Red son was like; uneasy to trust and only really having one friend (4 Red son it's Mei and 4 Macaque its Tang maybe)

Sun Wukong (Monkey king): 

I'm generally excited for SWK's part in this story, with him leaving to fight LBD by himself and trying to push everyone away in order to "protect them" and his really stupid plan. I feel like he's gonna be forced to accept the fact he needs help in fighting LBD. I also think that he's gonna have to rescue Mk- from his own stupid mistake (leaving 2 be on his own). Im half hoping that he fights Mk and Nezha as they try to stop him from doing what he's doing. Needless to say I'm intrigued in his part of this story.

Mk and Nezha:

I don't have much to say about these two besides the fact I'm looking forward to the two (hopefully) bonding and trying to stop SWK from himself and his stupid plans. I reckon Nezha is gonna be a comfort to MK about all the stuff that's currently going on and the fact his mentor is trying to push him away. 

Tang:

Why'd I give him his own spot? Well, my friends it's because with what I assume are powers (I got this from his little fight with Macaque and him being able to complete the ceremony- see source 3&4) he'll finally be able to leave his shell as the main background character and become a main character in the series, I also think that he'll be one of the few Macaque trusts and even helps him with his abilities. I am really looking forward to seeing Tang stepping out and becoming a vital part of this story. And he doesn't I'll sue.

Mei:

SHE gets her own spot cuz I ain't done with her yet. In s4 I'm looking forward to seeing Mei try and control the true fire and hopefully end LBD. Also I'm looking forward to her interactions with Red son and maybe his family, I want them to see her and notice how negatively the true fire has effected her and kinda be like 'aight she's our child now' (also 2 me I see Red sone and Mei as brother and sister :D ) I rlly want those two to become really goof friends!!

Red son:

This one'll be short, I want to see him become good friends with Mei maybe even see her a little sister of sorts (not that he'll admit it) I also want to see him "join" the good guys, he'll say he hasn't but everyone; including his parents know he kinda has.

Pigsy, Tang and Sandy:

In s4 I feel we may not see a lot of them but seeing as they are the ones going after Mei we may see a couple episodes focused on them. I want to see wholesome interactions with a minor fighting a demon or two. I also wanna see them maybe help Tang with his newfound abilities(?). When/if they find Mei I wanna see sobbing because they've missed her so much. I just wanna see these three be good friends, that's all.

SWK & Macaque's  relationship:

These two. Omg these two. They have such a deep relationship full of distrust. I feel if Macaque tags along with MK and Nezha he'll slowly warm up to Wukong, not fully trusting him again but to the point where he'll no longer wanna kill SWK. I want these two to have a scene either as the sun is rising and falling and they'll kinda just- talk; with tears. I want to see Wukong try to apologise for everything. I want these two to slowly become friends again, I feel there is so much potential with these two in season four and I want to see it.

Overall S4 theory?:

Overall for S4 I'm looking forward to seeing MK and SWK to interact especially since he's going to be an antagonist of sorts, this is gonna affect MK negatively in the long run and may even make him trust his mentor less. I want SWK to notice this and apologise and finally come the the realisation he   isn't gonna be able to defeat LBD by himself and learns he can't fight all battles by himself. In S4 I wanna see a Macaque redemption arc I want to see him become half friends with Wukong. Honest to god if they don't get this I'll write my own story where this happens.

I'm not sure if this season will show the defeat of LBD or not, I hope it doesn't because this story has a lot of potential, maybe with having SWK kidnapped by LBD and the others having to rescue him and face the final boss. LBD. It would show everyone and Mei dealing the final blow to her- maybe even needing backup from the others. I'm getting off track. Anyways, I can't wait for S4 to release and all the adventures that follow. Lego monkie kid is a roller coaster and a half and it's slowly becoming two rollercoasters. 

Extra note:

In the episode the get to the temple everyone (minus MK) says how familiar the place feels- this further proves my point that Tang may have magical abilities, he may be a descendent from the monk (idk his name sghsgshs) 

 

Conclusion:

In conclusion, I'm really looking forward to seeing how all of S4 plays out and the ending it's gonna bring us. But in the end everything I've written here is just a theory.... A GAME THEORY!

Slang for those who don’t get it 🙄/lh

LBD: Lady bone demon

SWK: Sun Wukong

LMK: Lego monkie kid

Sources are below if you'd like to see them!

Source 1^

Source 2 ^

Source 3 ^

Source 4 ^

[hollypies]

Some stuff I drew :]

[mirmidones]

shame and fears of a life crisis Oh No! by MARINA // 追憶 by Ayano Kaneko, translation by @skogenflicka // Breathe from the musical In The Heights by Lin-Manuel Miranda // Francis Forever by Mitski // art by @kotbonkers // brutal by Olivia Rodrigo // Breathe

[how and where do i begin?]

[notworking-com]

guys. 😭😭😭🤕🤕🤕 this is satire (jakjsjsj)

okay so i was sitting outside the class right and i didn’t know where am i going to be for the competition so i just waited because my partner hadn’t arrived and then inwas oj twt because i’m a loser (this rule doesn’t apply to my friends and moots who also use twt btw only me) and then suddenly someone called my name and it’s him and he was like “masuk aj” and so ofc i asked “oh yg lain blm dtg ya?” and then so i got into that mp 2 AND his bag was already there and i put mine a table away from his and then yeah!!!!!!!! i just slump therr lmao

and then his friend from geo came and i know my friend who is also in geo had arrived so i asked wheher that senior was still there and if i could visit her, and he said “yes he is” so i was like “😭okay nvm then” and he offered to call her but then IT WASNT EVEN IMPORTANT I JUST WANTED TO SEE HER so i said no thanks :) and walked out of the class with my bag still inside right.

anyways, chem tag guy (the guy i like) offered the class to be put together when like five of us were in another classroom used bythese two and I KNOW it’s because he’s competitive and such and want to compare how other people are doing (super glad we didn’t do this because MY GOD me and my chem partner just end up ij shambles and talk random things once in a while there 😭)

and then after i found out my partner is late i said goodbye and saw myselfvout because she i’m going to have to search a class for us and after a few moments i decided to take my bag from mp 2 first right and he was there fixing things (also his laptop fell 😭 and it was mac oh my god)

and then while i was heading to the door he said something along the lines of “dine kayaknya nanti lu ga bisa keluar masuk lg deh soalnya gw mau ituin kamera nya arah ke sana” and at first i was a bit confused because okay? i’m going to be outside anyway but then i was like oh! he still thought i’m going to do it here! not a chance!!!

so i just answered “oh enggak kan gw mau cari kelas di sana” something like that and then he just went “oh yaudah” adaiissisisiskakaoaiaiaiaisisisksksiditk

okay stop.

break.

after the round, EVERYONE suddenly came to the class we used and i was like fuck?? i thought it was just going to be her 😭 but yeah. and then after a while i said to my friend/chem partner about how i haven’t followed anyone here except her and asked her if she could help me found the people (AS IF I DONT ALR KNOW LMAO I KNOW ALL OF THEIR USERNAME😭) and they were ALL there you know doing something something so i feel afer and more at peace because then my follow just won’t be out of the blue & suspicious (i overthink shush)

AND THEN. the whole time i was just like “sp lg???” and then she eventually mentioned him and i asked her “what’s his ig?” (as if i don’t alr know) and she asked him and he came over and said ithe two word backwards but even if i knew i didn’t want him to know that i knew so i just type it and jaksks. and then he stood there until we finished going over the rest lmaoo

and you know the second person who eventually requested to follow me back out oof all of them ksksksksksksjsnsjsj i hate this actually im insane

and yeah.

and then we were all at the front, he was telling us about the list of absence and that we had to sign another one and idk if i did it on purpose just instictively or that i’m actually a bit deaf but i ended up being like what what until i was next to him. looking back at it it’s like ehhhhhhhh but he probably won’t notice. he’s just delusional if he did though idc

EDIT WAIT.

unfortunately this situation has made me a sildent active user on instagram and…………. so i was searching his sec acc and apparently it was. okay so let’s say his main is “mlpeetaa” right. and i said that he mentioned his ig to me backwards. so “peetaml” but APPARENTLY that’s his sec??????? 😭 i searched all the accs on my friend’s ig following so all that showed up was his main and i KNOW it was probably just an accident mix up BUT WHAT IF JWHATBIF (no i mean no one from the club literaly followed him except like two i think??? (and it doesn’t include a and n and b for some reason??)) So yeah probably just a mix up. BUT WHAT IF i had searched it up not on my friend’s following but on the normal search bar (bc for some reason she didn’t follow his sec). what if both of them showed up and what if when i asked him which one he aaid just follow both????????????????? WHAT IF.

and then also. PFT. his sec’s format was “_peetaml” 😭 MY first’s format is “katnisssevdn_” LMAO. i was going to change that underscore but nvm. i’m going insane. i wish i remembered his sec’s name when i first searched it up a day or two ago then maybe we can analyze further. (hi pls suddenly follow me from your sec btw!!!! i don’t bite, i’m not even on ig most of the time plss) -> never gonna happen ewwwww all this over a man babe?? insane

OH NO I GUESS I REALLY DO LIKE HIM OH NOOO

[tecochet]

_(:’3」 ∠) _

[pineapplekeith]

I just had the freakiest voltron dream...

So everyone was hanging out and Keith comes up saying he needed to borrow Lance for something. Lance is like, “for what?! I’m busy!” And is like “for the thing we talked about” and then Lance gets all excited and goes with him. Then it’s found out that Keith made a new way to scan the lions’ preformance and he’s like standing in the Red’s mouth watching everything, while Lance is standing on Red’s head with magnetic boots (the reason why he was so excited) and Yellow is piloting Red... why?? I don’t know, I just know he was talking to Keith in a very robotic voice saying he was nervous and wondered if the scans would read. This was a dream.

Anyway, red flies around, Lance screaming for joy as he rides on top and Keith is just satisfied with himself as he watches in Red’s mouth. The test becomes successful and turns out Krolia, Romelle, and some goth Garla girl are in Red’s mouth too watching, and they’re all actually the Romelle and the goth girl’s room. Also, Romelle is dressed in and all black but revealing outfit like she’s trying to be goth too, but it’s just not working because she’s clearly preppy. Anyway, They all cheer for Keith and his brilliant plan and then Romelle KISSES KEITH AND IS ALL LIKE “I KNEW YOU COULD DO IT BABE I LOVE YOU!!” And the goth Galra girl looks heartbroken and Kroila is like “don’t worry, he’ll soon see you’re better for him.”

Then Keith and Krolia leave and the goth garla just starts ripping pictures of Keith off Romelle’s side of the room is all like “you’re not right for him! You’re just a fake!” And they start fighting over him like hormonal teenagers in a high school drama...

It was such a nightmare for my little Klance heart. I have never been so happy to have work wake me up from a dream to ask me to come in on a day off....

[milokaii]

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