#hope you enjoyed the lore dump!

[floral-hex]

going through old letters and cards today to see what I can throw away, mail I received when I lived in New York and never remembered to go through again until now, and I kept finding a) old school photos of my brothers, & b) letters my youngest brother wrote to me while I lived away from home, and… oof. I’m glad no one was around because I criiiiiiieeeeed so hard. Had to step away for awhile.

[lilybug-02]

Any more random Soul or other such Lore you’d like to share with us that you’ve come up with but can’t fit in the comic anywhere?

GET READY TO READ. Chara Timeline Lore!!!

Also take all of this as soft cannon. Most, if not all, will not be showing up in the comic (or at least in this amount of detail). And the comic does not need this information to make sense.

These book entries are from an in-universe source.

I hope you enjoyed the world building :> Again this is mostly all for fun!

4th Wall Break Time! - Humans are completely oblivious to the fact “soul entities” are humans themselves. Their little heads would probably pop if they truly knew. So don’t tell them! - Monsters are still made of dust in my AU, but they are more physical than their Undertale counterparts, only slightly… - Both Humans and Monsters cannot do magic freely. They would need to go through extensive training to get…a Wizard license! :O - It’s strange, but the Monsters seem more human than the actual humans in this world…huh…

[blorbocedes]

BROCEDES! ROOMMATE AU + UNEXPECTED VIRGIN!

‘Take a shot if your body count is more than 5!’

Most of the crowd drinks, even those with obviously shifty eyes and guilty demeanours. Lewis drinks.

He was coursemates with Adrian the previous semester and had to hear his bitching and moaning about the bitches he gets – the lack thereof, spots him drinking too. Nico’s standing at the end of the couch, expensive loafers careful to step around the sticky spilled beer.

He nurses his red solo cup, untouched. Lewis frowns.

‘Take a shot if your body count is double digits!’

Fewer people drink this time. The crowd goes ‘ooh’ at the ones who do. Technically, Lewis’ is 7 – 8 if you count the blowjob and her getting her period at the last second, opting out. But college athletes have a reputation to maintain, so Lewis finishes off his cup.

This time, Nico is watching him. Smiles when their eyes meet and does a mock salute, lips still not grazing his drink.

What the fuck? What could it be? It bothers Lewis that Nico’s not being honest. He's seen Nico half-lidded hanging off some guy’s arm at a party or cuddled into some girl to know better. Although, since Nico has access to all the population instead of 50%, it would make sense if his count is twice as high.

A pretty girl in a low cut top and blonde highlights taps Lewis on the arm to dance with her, and all thoughts of his roommate and how many people he fucks are forgotten.

A few hours later, the party has died down. Cold pizza and the music is less in-your-face, more indie. A small group gather on the floor playing the laziest truth or dare with a half empty bottle of Bacardi. The guy beside Nico is in an obnoxious leather jacket and tight pants, and his hand rests on Nico’s thigh.

It falls on Lewis.

“So… Lew-iss,” Natalie? maybe asks, voice slurring a little. “Do you remember when you first met Nico?”

Nico raises an interested eyebrow. Of course he remembers. However, Lewis is aware they asked the question because people think him and Nico are secretly hooking up because they live together, and since Nico’s seen with everyone. His teammate Felipe and his girlfriend are within earshot.

“Nah, man. I don't remember shit like that. I remember when I like, lost my virginity.” Lewis offers as bait.

Nico frowns, it's cute on him. Brows wrinkled up.

Naomi(!) bites. “Tell us about how you lost your virginity.”

“That's two questions.” Lewis leans back, flashing his most charming gap-toothed smile. Everyone's too drunk to keep track of whose turn it is.

Nico disappears off with Mr. Skinny Jeans.

It's a little while later when Lewis has smoked a spliff to clear his head, rejecting the blonde highlights girl’s offer back to her dorms which is on the other side of campus, when Nico returns, hair mussed and shirt buttoned more than it was when he left.

“Home?” He asks. Lewis follows.

Nico’s a pretty chill roommate. He grew up with a silver spoon and an only child, so he has no concept of sharing. Instead, when he orders Thai, he makes sure to order for two so that Lewis doesn't try to eat any of his dumplings. Lewis gets to have the flat to himself a lot since Nico disappears for the night, returns at early hours of the night with glitter on his cheek or bite marks on his neck and a cheeky smile before collapsing on the couch. Lewis can't complain, it makes bringing girls over easier. And when Nico is studying, he keeps to himself. Lewis will know, because there will be an extra coffee for him. In turn, Lewis gets rids of the bugs in the flat – the first time Nico seeing a cockroach asking if they should call pest control or sue their landlord for unhygienic living conditions.

“Why didn't you drink? At the body count question?” Lewis asks, breaking the amiable silence of their walk home, and the lack of filter signalling he was drunker than he thought.

Nico hums thoughtfully. “Cause that would be a lie?”

Lewis tries to make sense of that, doing math in his head. “No…? It wasn't about the exact number, just if it's more than.”

“Yeah,” Nico smiles, unlocking the door and stepping side. “That would be a lie.”

Lewis rolls his eyes. Nico and his riddles and his games. “It would only be a lie if you're a virgin. Which you're not.” He snorts at the thought.

Nico’s eyes flash dangerously. “Yeah?” Nico turns around, effectively trapping Lewis between the door. “You think about who gets in my pants a lot, Hamilton?”

Lewis feels a flush rise in his neck. Thank god for melanin, if he were Nico he'd have two giant red spots on his cheek right now.

“I don't care who you sleep with. Or don't sleep with.” Lewis tries to go for gruff, chill, but it doesn't quite land. He gets out of Nico’s cornering, going to the couch. “It's just weird you’d lie considering Jenson–”

“Oh if Jenson said it, it must be true.” Nico’s sarcasm is shrill and annoyed, betraying how drunk he is.

It does make Lewis pause. Jenson has a habit of embellishing stories of his conquests. The fated twins threesome never happened, he had separately hooked up with twins. Lewis remembers Jenson bragging in the locker room how he rocked Britney’s world and Lewis had worn his his shin guards with a little more force than necessary.

“Rock my world?” Nico rolls his eyes, leaning against the wall. “Hardly. We made out for forty minutes until he came in his pants.”

TMI because now Lewis is inundated of images of Nico, mouth swollen and bodies entangled while fully clothed.

“So you're actually a virgin? What about all those people?” Lewis is still trying to wrap his head around it. Nico is the most sexual person he knows. He eats yoghurt off the spoon distractingly, and has no shame walking around the apartment naked. Very sexual liberation chic, and Lewis had to draw up boxers boundaries.

Nico wrinkles his nose. “So you get with the easiest lay on campus and you're the only person he won't fuck. Do you want to admit something's weird and wrong with you, or do you just go about inferring you had sex? It's not like I'm going to correct them.” He must see something on Lewis’ face because he interjects, defensively offensive, “Don't ask why it's better to have a reputation. I know your tells. You drank twice.”

Lewis chooses his words carefully, gentle like he's not trying to spook a wild cat. “I'm not judging. I'm just surprised. Nobody figured it out?”

Nico softens at the tone. He sinks on the couch beside Lewis. “Honestly, you're the first person to notice.”

Lewis finds that sad. “Hey, we don't need to talk about this if it's a sensitive topic. I'm sorry I –”

“Jeez, Lewis. I don't have trauma, I'm just frigid. A pricktease. Nothing bad ever happens to a Rosberg.” Nico works on the complicated laces of his boots. He hates being pitied.

Lewis leans over. “It's really not all that cracked up to be. The first time, at least. Cause you're bad at it and you don't know how to pace yourself. Lots of people wait until they're ready. My first time, it was this girl I was seeing after GCSEs. We couldn't find a place so we got in my dad’s old Subaru. Lasted like 30 seconds. Wiped the whole place down but I was convinced he would know somehow. Come Sunday, I went and told him. He hadn’t the slightest clue. So that was an awkward drive to church.”

Nico gawks him, crumpling into himself laughing. Lewis regrets being a vulnerable and oversharer of a drunk. Nico’s gelled hair has come undone from hours of partying and falls over his eyes. Lewis is never going to open up to anyone ever again.

“On God's day, Lewis?! And you think I should save myself until marriage? Find myself a nice, righteous wife?”

“Someone you trust. Someone you're into.” The room spins a little. Nico Rosberg is a virgin.

“Someone who’d remember when we first met?” Nico challenges. "That's not very nice, is it? I can't believe you forgot--"

“You were checking out an encyclopaedia on space at the library. I wanted the Senna autobiography. We were 12.”

Nico’s eyes go wide. Lewis holds his gaze.

[crystallizsch]

Trouble? You're only in trouble if you get caught. So don't let me catch you ~

uhhhhh say hi to jamil and yuusha's kid jas(mine) pt 2 (also here and here are like my only two other posts of her)

HFDDF OKAY SO - i actually had these unfinished sketches from months ago of jas as a nrc student and scarabia housewarden

this sneaky little bastard (affectionate) had never left my cranium she was just sitting idly by

im sobbing i hate jas so much (lie i love her)

jamil and yuusha still aren't supposed to have a kid so i just imagine this to be an alternate timeline for them 🤧🤧🤧

soooo info dump time ---

━━━━━━✦ scarabia housewarden nrc jas

jas has a vice-housewarden who is her childhood best friend (figuring out if i want them to be twst rajah or abu)

also thinking about if i want yuusha to be a staff member in nrc with grim or just dead during this time (why? just because)

no further info tbh, scarabia housewarden jas is just vibing

━━━━━━✦ child jas stuffs

i'm SO indecisive about her design as a toddler/preteen lowkey 😭

she was very sweet as a toddler but somewhere along the line she just became more carefree and chaotic

jas is a mama's girl but is more alike with her father than she cares to admit

octavinelle trio and heartslabyul duo + grim are like the honorary uncles (jas's favorites are floyd, ace, and grim bc they sometimes enable her with shenanigans)

even though jas has favorite uncles, najma is the favorite favorite. i imagine she's just the cool aunt

if mama yuu is "shrimpy" then jas is a "tiger prawn" (bc rajah)

jas LOVES doing people's hair including her own; would rather do them by hand rather than by magic

jamil showed jas how to breakdance once and it became ingrained in her personality ever since

(there's probably still more about her that i'm forgetting but this is it for now)

━━━━━━✦ bonus future jamiyuu stuff because i miss them

jamil took yuusha's last name surprise surprise (if they get married)

i imagine after nrc they'd be travelling together actually, not necessarily settling down

(i'm REALLY not 100% on them settling down and having a kid but i still love jas a lot so im so conflicted) (that's why aus exist 😔✨)

(and if hypothetically they do settle down i think yuusha being staff in nrc with grim + maybe jamil who travels for work (or being a house husband??? maybe they alternate roles) can be adorable ideas)

━━━━━━✦ (i also had this thing that i never posted about that one trope of a fankid finding themselves in nrc bc of portal/time/mirror shenanigans)

(jamil found both of them asleep somewhere and refuses to wake them up)

also some bonus tidbits about this scenario with them:

💜: Is she a family member of yours? How'd she get here?

🐍: I have never seen that child in my life before now. And there's no way I could have missed news about a new relative of mine.

💜: You know how ridiculous it sounds if she's related to me. I'm not from here. She even looks more like you!

🐍: Jas has the same color of eyes as you. Didn't you tell me she mistook you for her mother?

💜: ...Yeah, but I don't like what you're implying.

🐍: Well, I'm not exactly happy with this either.

they're just both in denial of the implication of this child existing and neither of them is saying it out loud.

and the angst/wholesomeness(???) of jamil asking jas's full name and hearing that she has her mother's last name instead of his

eventually they grew attached (unfortunately) until somehow they send jas home to her original timeline

and then they finally have a real conversation about what all that was about

anyways thank you for reading if you've made it this far;;; end tweet

[folliesoftheforest]

Curses and Compassion

In which Shop learns more about the King, and the curse they gave her

"Are you ready to go?"

"Heh, usually I'm the one to ask you that…"

SD smiled warmly, ruffling Shop's hair gently, "This will be your first time around them where I don't have to worry about you, but… you seem quite worried."

"Hey, I've had a hard time adjusting! I'm just, thinking about what I would ask them, if I could…"

SD hummed as he took a seat next to Shop, lacing his fingers as he rested his arms on his lap.

"Hopefully you'd be able to get some answers… I'm sure it would be helpful for both of us, unless they're just coming out for a snack eh?" He nudged her with a smile and his best attempt at a joke, to which Shop gave her friend a side glance as she sighed and smiled, before she refocused on her fidgeting hands.

"Oh Shop..." SD started, offering an arm to drape around her, continuing when she leaned against him. "The only difference between last time and tonight is that you're going to be on a more even playing field than before, which is saying something, since you've been at this for a while and have gotten by fairly unscathed."

"Fairly-" Shop echoed as her mind drifted, thinking of the large scar emblazoned on her skin from her past adventures . 

SD exhaled, leaning over to give Shop an encouraging kiss on the crown of her head. "You know it could be a lot worse; you're a strong young woman, and I have no doubts that you're more than capable of managing yourself out there, you've done it time and time again, curse or no curse."

The encouragement proved effective when Shop couldn't help the more genuine smile that spread across her face, though she was quick to bury it into SD's side, breathing in the familiar scents of coffee and clean linen to help calm her nerves.

"Thanks SD… I'm sorry I'm getting so frazzled…" she mumbled into him.

"You don't have to apologize, you know that," SD started, stroking Shop's dense hair for a moment before he looked at the wall clock.

"Things have changed for you, and it'll take time before we fully understand it. You're doing what you can and that's something to be proud of." He took a deep breath to signal for Shop to sit back up, his smile widening just a bit at her rosy cheeks. "We should get going now though, if we want to get to the usual place."

"Right, right," Shop sniffed. "You good to drive us?"

"Woooooow, letting me take the wheel? You really have changed haven't you?" SD snarked, chuckling when Shop jabbed his side playfully before he stood up with a stretch, stepping away to let Shop grab their bags while he got the car running.

On the car ride, Shop stared out the window, watching the buildings and suburbs slowly fade as SD drove away from the city, and towards the woods. She'd watch as her skin occasionally crawled and started to shift before it returned to normal as they happened to skirt around hotspots, reminding her to think over her questions when she had no choice but to follow the King if she wanted any chance of keeping up, and hopefully, staying safe.

The most blaring question to her was why the King seemed so, feral, on normal nights, as compared to the court session. Shop had her hypotheses, but she figured it would have been better to get it from the horse's mouth, so to speak. Shop was deep in thought when the car stopped, only snapping out of her thoughts when SD gently nudged her, startling her.

"Hey, hey, it's alright, you were lost in thought again, come on, we have to get moving." SD consoled, holding up his hands.

Shop stared for a moment at the way his beard had already begun to fill out, along with how his teeth and nails had begun to lengthen and sharpen. She rubbed her face quickly, trying to ignore the feeling of her skin crawling. "Right, right, sorry SD…"

Shop didn't wait for a response before she hopped out of the car, grabbing her bag from the trunk. The sun had already begun to sink beyond the horizon, illuminating the woods in warm sunset tones. She stopped again, taking in the scenery before she realized how much heavier the bag had gotten from before, the difference becoming more apparent when SD stepped up to the trunk to grab his gear, pausing when he also realized what was happening, and how little time they had before he wouldn't be able to talk with her.

So, SD took up his bag and hid it close to the car, talking aloud to get Shop's attention. "Come on, let's leave our stuff here and get going." He directed, exhaling when Shop shuffled close. He turned to give her a quick smile, pausing when he realized her eyes were turning yellow, much like his own were, as Shop would quickly notice.

The pair stared at each other for a moment before Shop sheepishly smiled with a small chuckle, rubbing her increasingly itchy arms as she gestured to the woods ahead. "I'll uh, see you on the other side, I guess?"

SD gave Shop a pat before he began to step away from her to give himself space, his voice already turning gruff as changes began to pick up speed. "You've got this." He managed to get out before scaly scoots began to sprout from his back, reminding him to try to take off his clothes before they turned to shreds. He managed to toss his clothes and glasses to Shop, who curiously did not seem to be having the same issue as she transformed, though she nearly dropped everything on the ground when she realized she was sprouting feathers, each quill quickly growing as her frame continued to dwindle in the presence of the King. 

The transformation slowed the further away Shop trudged from where the King was 'waking up', so she was quick to place SD's clothes on his bag before hobbling back towards the low snarling and growling, all while she herself painlessly changed. With eyes locked in the direction of the rustling trees and bushes, Shop hardly noticed any other changes beyond her body feeling a bit itchy,  and her perspective shifting, until she stopped at the natural barrier of the underbrush, much too thick for her to pass through. 

She inhaled, ruffling soft, patterned feathers before she fully snapped back to reality. 'What the-' she thought to herself, picking up large, rounded wings, dusted with dirt from dragging on the ground.

She twirled around herself in a hop, quickly putting together that her eyes were locked in place, compensated by how far her neck could now turn, helping her look down at two odd, fuzzy little feet, each toe ending in a sharp talon.

"Am I? Am I a fucking owl?!" Shop quickly deduced, perking up when she heard the great beast ahead of her stand up and begin to walk away. 'No no no! I don't know how to fly!!' She thought to herself as she tried to brute force her way through the bramble to get close to the King. She had no idea how far or close she had to be to stay in her current form, but she figured this was no time to experiment.

Using her beak and talons to push through, Shop made her way through eventually, but the hulking beast already lumbered away with a healthy head start; it stopped and looked back when Shop had fallen out of the bush, twigs and leaves entangled in her feathers. She froze, eyes wide as she laid helplessly on the leaf litter, but the King simply snorted with a shake of its head before walking off, presumably to find a meal.

"H-hey!! Wait!!" Shop screeched, trying to pick herself up by using her wings as she would her arms before doing her best to run after the creature. Her wings flopped awkwardly at her sides, occasionally catching the small breezes that managed to make their way down to the forest floor, lifting Shop up ever so slightly. This surprised Shop, enticing her curiosity. She paused, opening her wings as far as she dared before pumping them up and down, trying to understand how takeoff would work. She crouched down and pushed herself upward with her feet, internally exclaiming as she flapped in the air for a moment before falling back down to the earth with a thud.

"Fucking hell-" She hissed, rolling back onto her belly to push herself back up, deciding to walk until she had a moment to figure out this whole flying business. Luckily she had no problem relocating her target, as all she had to do was follow the trail of flattened debris the King left behind. Shop took the time spent walking to practice flapping, soon getting into a good rhythm and gaining lengthier hops. 

"Come on, come on!" Shop urged, knowing that it would be easier to follow the King from above than the ground. Eventually she decided to try for a running take off in a more open trail, arching her wings in preparation. She ran as best as her feet would carry her until she could feel the wind under her feathers, and then kicked off the ground, pumping her wings downward and launching her into the air, where she hung for a moment in shock before beginning to fall back down,

'Shit shit shit!!' She thought as she started to swing her wings wildly; finally, she managed to pump them in a bit of circular pattern, enough at least to stabilize her, 'Ah ha!! Yes-!' There was no time to celebrate for Shop as she faltered, however, as she propelled herself upper and upward. She managed to crash land onto a branch, shaking any remaining debris out of her feathers before looking and listening for her charge.

"There you are…" she cooed, locating the continued trail of flattened plant matter, accented by the occasional colonies of fungi and sprouts. Shop instinctively shook out her tail feathers and opened her wings before pushing off the branch, going into an easy glide as she did her best to land on another branch that sat above the trail, the action becoming easier the more she did it.

Eventually she did catch up, feeling better in this form as she glided over the King, who was now hunched over a fresh kill, this time, an unlucky stag. Curiosity got the best of Shop when the beast sat back on its haunches to clean its paws, all manner of fungi and vines making quick work of the finished meal. The owl swooped in, aiming for the antlers that sat on the King's crown. She made it to her target fairly easily, though the constant movement did make it a bit hard to stay on.

"Hah!! I did it!"

"You certainly took your time, little beast." A voice responded with a rumble, spooking Shop as it resounded in her mind.

"You CAN talk!" She exclaimed, leaning forward and down to try to look the King in the eye.

"Why couldn't I ever understand you? You always seem, feral, when you take over my friend's body, I mean." Shop wasted no time when she realized she could actually ask her questions, hopping back momentarily when a giant bear paw came swiping to scratch an itch behind the King's ear.

"I could always speak. You simply did not have the means to understand." It started as it fell back onto all fours and continued when it felt Shop settle back down on its antler. "Though truthfully, I still do require ample sustenance, regardless of the situation. Hunting is the only way I see fit."

"Hmph, well you seemed much more civil when you dragged us into your little faerie court session." Shop snarked, ruffling her feathers.

The King huffed as it began to walk, seemingly without direction, "I am surprised you are not more grateful, your fate could have been far worse under any other circumstances."

"GRATEFUL?!" Shop screeched, pushing herself off the King to land on the ground, feathers raised defensively. "LIKE I'D BE THANKFUL FOR GETTING TURNED INTO RANDOM SHIT WHENEVER I COME NEAR ANY MAGICAL FAERIE HOCUS POCUS BULLSHIT!! AT LEAST SD HAS THE COURTESY OF TURNING INTO YOU ON A DAMN CONSISTENT SCHEDULE!!" Shop cried, her month's worth of anger boiling over, forgoing any censoring to her words.

The King stood in front of the owl, unfazed by her outburst. "Are you done? " It asked plainly as it stepped past Shop. "I was fully prepared to give you the answers you seek, but now, your ungrateful little outburst here has me wondering if I should just end you and your whining instead."

It growled as its tone turned grim, promptly shutting down Shop's anger into quiet seething.

She did her best to fly up again as the King continued to walk, landing on its back. She tried to make sense of where they were or where they were going, but couldn't piece anything together. With the silence crushing, Shop decided to speak up again. "I'm… sorry, for getting so angry… I just, I feel-"

"Trapped."

"Y-yeah… how do you-"

"Has it ever occurred to you that you and your friend may not be the only ones roped into situations they had not planned to be a part of?"

The question stumped Shop, who took a moment before she clambered back up to the King's antlers before pressing further. "You mean… you didn't mean to possess my friend?"

"I don't think I was meant to be reawoken so early, let alone bound to a human."

"What do you mean, 'RE-awoken'?..." Shop grew worried when she didn't receive a response; she made sure to grip tighter on her perch as the King began to move into a bit of a trot, bouncing a bit. Soon the two came upon a river, where the King paused to address Shop.

"You would do good to test your grip and hold on, lest you be lost out here." Shop silently complied, shuffling to readjust said grip before the King stepped down into the water, swimming with the current.

Occasionally water would splash up and onto Shop, who would shake it off instinctively as she again tried to make sense of where they were going, often looking back behind them and wondering how far away they were going from where she and SD had parked. Eventually, Shop came back to the present when she felt her ride climb back up onto solid ground, shaking her and the water off its body. Shop squawked in surprise before she maneuvered herself onto a tree branch, looking down at the King. "A little warning would've been nice there!" 

"Oh please," the King began with a huff, "you could do with the practice; come, we aren't far now."

Shop once again puffed up as the King took off in a lazy trot, shaking her feathers down before taking off, following closely overhead as she got more and more daring with her glides, evening attempting full flight on a few occasions, diving close to the creature below her. 

"Hey, so… I know I have to get away from you or whatever, but, how far do I have to be before I start, y'know, turning back to normal?" Shop had decided to ask from overhead on a branch when the two had stopped, after the King had downed another deer to feast on.

"Truthfully, it depends on the strength of the source you are near," it began before breaking through some bones with its maw, a sight that both horrified and intrigued Shop as the carcass quickly produced fungi and small plants where the King had finished up.

"After that, you will remain in whatever form you had taken for a certain amount of time after leaving its influence, dependent again, on the strength and size of the source."

"Well that just sounds vague as all hell, but I guess that makes sense." Shop resigned, opening a wing to look over her feathers with a small sigh. The King looked up at the owl for a moment before it reached down to its kill, ripping up a small chuck of meat and setting down beside itself.

"Come down and eat, it will be a long night." Shop perked up at the offer, but grimaced in her own owly way when she saw the bloody mass on the ground.

"Are you sure I can uh, eat that?"

"Is animal flesh not what owls eat?"

"It is, it is, just uh, well I dunno if this is what they would eat in particular,  and, well, I'm not ACTUALLY an owl-"

"You are currently."

"But what if I get sick!"

The King, growing a bit agitated with Shop's hesitation, snapped its jaws at her, "If I had wanted to cause you harm I would have done so a long time ago, now either eat or we can continue on."

Shop sunk back a bit before hesitantly coming down from her branch, landing a few feet away from the creature to test the waters before walking up to the offered meat. She bobbed her head a few times, trying to see how she could pick up the mass before deciding to just go for it, taking a few tries before she got the wet lump trapped in her beak, tossing her head back to down the food in a single gulp.

After feeling the unorthodox meal settle in her stomach, Shop cautiously looked up to the King as it glared down at her, taking a few steps back away from it as it stepped forward to lead the way again.

Shop ran behind before she pushed herself off the ground again, once more landing on the creature's back as it walked on, soon coming into a small clearing that contained several massive trees, all arranged in a curiously circular fashion. Small clumps of mushrooms littered the area in seemingly random fashion, but as Shop looked up to try and see where the canopy began, she realized there were hundreds, if not thousands of colonies of fungi and mosses all throughout each tree's trunk, with some even appearing to be growing from inside the trees, rather than just on top of the outer bark. Enamored, Shop took off from the King, flying up to the trunks and circling the entirety of the ring. Then, something clicked, "is this?..."

"Where he found me? Yes." The King answered expectantly. "I brought you here to give you answers. That is what you wanted, no?"

Shop came back down to the King in a silent flutter, staying back as it walked into the center of the trees, laying down in the lush grass with a huff, watching as Shop hesitated at the edge of the trees.

"You are smart to be suspicious, but I promise that you are safe." The King beckoned, crossing its paws in satisfaction when Shop finally stepped into the center and jaunted up to the King, planting herself a little ways away from it so she wouldn't have to strain her neck to look up at it. "So… let's hear it then. What happened here? Why did you just happen to take over my friend?" Shop inquired.

"I was not meant to 'take him over'." The King sighed as it began. "I do not believe anyone was meant to find this place at all. How he stumbled across here is a mystery, even to myself."

"How did you end up here?..." Shop asked with curiosity.

"It was so long ago… my territory, my kingdom, you might say, was so much more vast than it is now… but, man came along, and began to cut down my woods, burn them down, destroying everything in their path…" the King's ears drooped as it recalled the events. "I remember being much, MUCH stronger then. I could command that which populated my domain, the very earth beneath us obeyed my every beck and call. I remember, I fought valiantly against man, pushing him back as much as I could to protect my woods, but…"

"But..." Shop asked, "What happened?..."

"They continued to come back. They kept, evolving, creating new ways to rip and to tear, to destroy everything I fought so hard to protect. Finally, one day, after destroying more wretched tools of destruction, I received word that the humans had been in contact with a witch, who gave them even more tools and weapons to push me back." The beast growled at the memory, its claws digging into the ground. "I knew I had to end them there, before they became an unmanageable blight on my forests, but… they were prepared. They shot me down with guns and blades, chasing me into the deepest recesses of my woods, destroying it all the while… this place… this is where I died." The King admitted somberly. "I suspect my surviving court must have blessed my resting place so that I might be able to return one day… although I cannot say it could ever be expected for myself to come back to my former glory, especially not while attached to a human of all things, let alone the state of my woods…" the King drifted off, lost in thought as it stared into nothingness, as it did, it snarled, becoming angered. "How ironic it is that man is the plague I spent so long fighting, only to end up being bound to one. It is BELITTLING, DEGRADING, HUMILIATING when one has already lost everything!"

Shop simply sat in somber awe, her heart going out for the beast, even if she knew she couldn't wholly understand the gravity of their plight. Deciding to rip the metaphorical bandage off, Shop asked, "Why did you spare me?"

"What?" The King seemed taken aback by the question.

"Well, you obviously hate humans, and with good reason, but you decided to spare me, on multiple occasions I might add," Shop stated, very matter of factly. "Why would you do that?"

The King sat puzzled by the question, genuinely questioning why it had done it, relaxing its body before answering. "I, cannot answer you for sure… but I may have a few, insights. Admittedly, when I first awoke, I was filled with rage and anger, hungry for revenge. But I was weak, and quickly fell into, I suppose, a coma, of sorts; that very well may be how your friend has been able to remain as he has, although I cannot say for sure… At first, I would attempt to, eradicate him, but, over time, I believe some of his essence began to flow into myself… I began to learn about this new world, about you, through his eyes… You have a tenacity and loyalty to him that is most admirable; you are, a good friend." It cracked a toothy smile and chuckled as it added, "and you made no attempt to be rid of me, for which I am grateful."

Shop ruffled her feathers, flattered by the unorthodox compliments. She dared to step closer, more questions at the ready. "Ok, well, I know you said you to appease the Court by doing THIS-" she opened her wings to gesture to herself, "to me, but why? I've had to avoid so many places because I keep nearly turning into, things, in public!"

The King seemed quite surprised at Shop's complaint, raising a paw to briefly scratch at its mane. "Well that is most certainly odd, you should have no issues with siphoning energy away in your human towns. Most faerie activity is out in the woods or around creatures and wells of great power…"

Shop stopped to think for a moment, trying to piece together thoughts. "Right… but uh, how long were you, ya'know, dead?"

"I've lost track of the time, but I suppose it must have been, say, 200 human years ago now?" It clicked for the King as it mentioned the passage of time, its eyes widening in worry. "They…they have torn down more of my forests in that time, haven't they?..."

"Yeah… but what's left is all protected space now! But… a lot of the land around here is all now, like, shopping centers and housing complexes for people…" Shop admitted, sinking back in case of an aggressive outburst, but it never came. The King simply laid down its head onto the soft wild grass with a sigh. 

"If you are changing in response to inconspicuous places, that must mean that there are many fae living amongst you. It would not surprise me in the slightest if they had all adapted while I was gone…"

Shop hopped over to the King's head, cocking her head to the side as she hoped to soften the blow it must have been taking from the revelation. "Well, if you think about it, you've adapted too, albeit more forcefully… but, all things considered, you haven't really inconvenienced my friend TOO too much-" Shop hopped back and ruffled her feathers when the King chuckled with a warm growl, lifting its head a bit to address her.

"I can see why he is so fond of you… But, I suppose you are, correct in that sense…" It paused to mull over what she had said, lowering its head to Shop's level to more genuinely speak to her. "I apologize, for your newfound difficulties… You have proven that not ALL humans are the monsters they always claim my kind to be, but, unfortunately, what's done is done… I cannot undo what has been done to you, much in the same way that there is nothing to be done for your friend and myself. I am, sorry."

Shop froze, going through a whirlwind of emotion all at once. All she could manage to get out in her shock was, "There's really nothing?..." The King sat silent and unmoving. "Ah… ok, alright… that's alright, I'll manage, I can manage…" she muttered aloud as she unknowingly trembled, quivering as her muscles all seemed to lock in place. This was not without notice from the King, who wordlessly moved out a paw around Shop, dragging her close for an awkward, but well meaning hug, sitting in place until it felt her relax, to which it removed itself from her to stretch, sniffing the air briefly.

"We had best get moving again if we want to return to where you came from. Come, it's been a long night for us both." The King waited for Shop to come back to, shaking the leaf litter from her wings and tail.

"Right, right, of course, I'm coming…" She replied, flying up to her perch on the King's antler before it began the journey back upriver and through the woods, both quiet the entire time.

Eventually, they finally came upon the car, with everything still in its place as when the night started.

Shop took off from her perch to the roof of the car, allowing the King to sit up and be eye to eye with the owl as the sky began to lighten.

"I can imagine, how terrified you must be," the King began, unprompted. "But please know this; both I, and him, are grateful for your company. And for that, I thank you."

Shop turned from watching the sky to the creature beside her, bowing her head to it. "I do what I can, I'm glad I can be of some help to you both..."

The King respectfully returned the bow before settling down beside the car and Shop, letting out one final exhale before closing its eyes, letting itself drift off into its weeks-long slumber. Shop figured she would try to make herself useful in the time before SD came back, and fluttered to the ground, half running, half hopping towards where they had stashed SD's bag.

Between attempting to pick up clothes and open a zipper pocket with her beak, Shop found herself growing more sluggish, signaling to her just how exhausted she was after the night's events. On the other side of the car, SD finally sat up in the early morning light, groggy but awake. He massaged his aching head and rubbed the exhaustion from his eyes, his body going into autopilot as he picked up the shedded antlers that were by his side, trudging barefoot to the spot he had stuffed his bag into. What he wasn't expecting was a quite sizable owl attempting to peck at his bag, which paused to look up at him, but quickly returned to its task, to which he simply stood there for a moment before trying to shoo it away, his voice dry and raspy.

"H-hey!" Shop squawked when his hands came down near her. "I was trying to open that for you!"

SD stopped when he heard the owl screech, but could also hear Shop's voice echo in his head. His sleepy mind put two and two together and he groaned, rubbing his face more. 

"Oh my god, Shop, you're an… you're an owl?... W-why are you an owl?..." He tried to deduce the situation as Shop stepped back to allow SD access to his bag, grabbing fresh clothes as she gingerly picked up his glasses for him in her beak from the other pile of clothes set aside the bag. "Yeah uh, I guess that was what was most convenient this time around… I'll have to tell you about everything when we *yawn* get back to the house…"

Shop shook off her exhaustion as SD finished putting on clothes, taking the glasses from her before looking his friend up and down and putting his hands on his hips. "I think what you meant to say was 'after you get in a nap', you must be exhausted if you were up the entire night... Come on, you get in the car, I'll pack our stuff up, ok?"

There was no argument from Shop as SD unlocked the car door and left it open, watching as she hobbled over and flapped hard a few times to get herself in the seat. He couldn't help the little chuckle of disbelief that escaped his lips before he went back to the bags, tossing them haphazardly into the trunk before coming over to close the passenger side door, and then going to sit down in the driver's seat.

"Alright, let's get going-" SD stopped when he looked over and Shop was already fast asleep, nothing more than a pile of feathers that had already started to shift, her growing form slowly rising and falling with every little breath she took. SD smiled warmly at the sight, unable to resist the opportunity to reach down and give her a soothing pet, starting from her crest and down to her back, doing so a few times before he finally started the car and drove the pair home, having to stop himself more than once from taking his eyes off the road to check on the sleeping creature, especially as she started to look more and more human again, until she was uncomfortably curled up in the passenger seat.

SD made sure to keep in mind how long it took Shop to turn back, in case she wanted to know, and sure enough, she was very curious to find out, and happy to fill SD in on everything he had missed that night, after a well earned nap, of course.

[coleomegilla-maculata]

Me: yeah i made this little guy. might draw more of it, might not. idk

Me two days later: heehee hoohoo. teehee even

[fenkko]

cant believe i reached 30 tags in prev post rambling about homestuck i didnt even know there was a limit

[bugsinshoes]

hello laurelyn nation !!!!

ughmm... i've been wanting to do this for a while. so. here !!! oc edit thingy !!!! with LORE !!!!! it's taken me a while. but. yeah !! [happy]

[esteemed-excellency]

ok i'm almost done with the new firmament chapter, i have So Many thoughts 👀

[staring-at-a-blank-pagee]

binary star: a system of two stars that are gravitationally bound to each other, both orbiting around the same point in space. for each of the stars, its companion is the center of the universe.

It was a beautiful day to be in outer space. The stars twinkled brightly from where they hung surrounded by countless others of their kind, by swirling nebulae and idyllic planets orbiting brilliant stars of their own. In the midst of all this wonder floated a small Waddle Dee, who was perfectly content to just drift, the shine of excitement in their eyes rivaling even that of the stars that they were so fascinated with. Occasionally they would flick their tail, and with a jolt of electricity, would go flying forwards again to explore new areas and to see new sights.

It was here, among the stars, that Starry Dee felt the most at home. Yes, they loved Dreamland, but amidst the marvels of deep space they felt truly connected with everything, abuzz with magic and energy that sent their heart singing with joy.

Without realizing, he had drifted further than usual. But the sky was still bright with stardust, and all worldly things are meaningless when you are such a close part of a galaxy, so he flicked his tail again and let himself float even further from home. And these celestial bodies that he had known all his life, growing familiar with them over long nights spent looking up and countless hours in the skies just like this; speaking to them softly or just staring and taking in their beauty... they were incredible, but he could not deny the thrill of new discoveries, either.

A strange figure in the distance caught his eye when it glinted off the light of a nearby star, almost as if it were metal. Starry Dee squinted at it as it flashed, confused. After only a moment's hesitation, they started to move towards it, and as the object got closer it became increasingly clear that it was not a ship at all. Then what could it.....?

Starry squealed with happiness, too excited to make any other sound for a moment. "Oh my Nova. Oh my literal Nova." He said out loud without fully realizing it, flapping his arms excitedly as he drew closer and the distinctive features of the Galactic Nova became even more clear. In what felt like no time at all, they were right in front of it, their whole being quivering with pure happiness.

"READY. >" It said in a mechanical, toneless voice. Its purple eyes that seemed to hold millions of starts within them stared unblinkingly at the small Dee, glowing brightly.

"Oh my Nova, you're actually real!!! Wait, can I say that to you? Is that weird?" Starry rambled, his tail waving back and forth behind him as he talked. "I mean, I've looked for you my whole life, even though everyone said you were just a legend I always believed you existed!! And now you're really here!! It's such an honor to meet you, really, you're so awesome!!! Does all that stuff on you work right, like the piano or the clock? I have so many questions!! Oh, and of course I have a wish-"

The Nova, which had up until then been listening silently to Starry's rambling, cut him off. "READY. >" It repeated, as emotionlessly as ever.

Staring into the Nova's face made the words of their wish stop just short of coming out. I want to stay here with you, forever. It should have been so easy to say. But there was something about the way that rust collected on the edges of the Nova's otherwise pristine surface, something about the way that light of a different kind flickered deeply within its great galaxies of eyes when they had appeared, something about the terribly lonely idea of being trapped here forever, unable to move or explore, that made them pause.

He imagined- hundreds, maybe thousands of people coming to the Nova to get their wishes granted. The only interaction at all in its life being other people's greed. Living here, anchored and cursed to give everything to everyone but itself until all the stars winked out and it was the sole one left with nobody at all, all alone in the dark for eternity... Or until its machinery succumbed to time's allure at last, failing, never having known anything but what was in its line of sight. And maybe then, such a failure would have been a mercy.

Some people - most people - would have said that machines have no souls. No sense of self, no being. But Starry saw souls in every star and every leaf on every tree. He talked to the morning dew like it was an old friend and told the moon stories when it was full in the sky. He kept his many stickers safe and knew all of their hearts, apologizing to them when they ripped and laughing with them when they shone in the sun and everything was warm. He took a deep breath and faced the Galactic Nova.

"I wish that you could be free."

"... OK. > 3.... 2.... 1.... GO! >"

a wild nova appears!

they are always floating, and appear in a puffball form. they are adjusting... slowly to this new life after centuries of stagnancy, and still act very mechanical. as of right now, their existence is being kept a secret from the star allies/etc until they get more used to life on dreamland. side note! since the original nova plot was undefined, i had it set in the far future and was the "end" of starry dee's story. now, however, due to the rewrite it has already happened. as such, nova will be with starry dee for the remainder of the tournament. they can still grant wishes in theory, but would need to enter a long coma afterwards to "recharge". while they are a biological lifeform now thanks to the wish and not a mechanical one, they still have certain strange properties - like how their body shines like metal still.

.·͙*̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩̥͙　✩　*̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩͙‧͙ .

The stars were "wonderful tonight", according to Starry Dee. Nova didn't understand that, though. They looked the same as they always did, and the Dee always said that the stars were "wonderful". According to the knowledge their databases had left them, wonderful was defined as ˈwʌn.də.fl̩, adj: inspiring delight, pleasure, or admiration; extremely good; marvelous. Looking up, they did not feel any of that, as far as they could tell. They had spent many eons looking at the stars, and failed to recognize what Starry loved so much about them. They did not find anything wonderful, not after so long.

They were drawn out of their thoughts by the stirring of the Dee by their side. Nova floated close to the ground where Starry was fast asleep, curled up against part of their side despite his earlier proclamation that "I'm awake for the whole night all the time, it'll be fine!". As they watched, he mumbled something indecipherable in his sleep, though luckily it seemed to be a good dream by the way that his face was scrunched up in what they had come to know as the Waddle Dee version of a smile.

Slowly, they extended a paw. It was the first thing that they had done of their own will without Starry prompting them first ever since they had been freed and come to Dreamland. Somewhat awkwardly, they pet the Dee's head, causing his antenna to twitch. After a brief pause to ensure that wasn't a bad thing, they resumed the motion, which strangely.. became more natural, with time.

And... looking at Starry Dee now, with their newfound freedom all around them, maybe... Maybe Nova could understand how stars were so wonderful, after all.

fin.

(@kirbyoctournament)

[coolcattime]

for the ask could you do your jojo villain oc?

Logan Charles (in the JoJo's AU):

I did not expect an ask about Logan, the minor villain/major pain in the ass that keeps appearing in mine and my friend's aus but I'm so glad that I did because it got my friend to do a massive backstory dump under the cut.

Also here is my friend's @theiratlas take on this, since they're my co-creator for the AU and also Logan is originally from a story they wrote in high school so I got them to also do the bingo for him in the JoJo's AU and they sent this very different bingo because they actually knew his backstory before doing the bingo 😅

And they also sent this backstory description (under the read more) so like I hope you enjoy!

Logan had two friends. Darien, who we'll meet later in the story, and Lissa who we won't.

The three grew up together on and off for as long as Logan can remember, never quite growing as close as he wanted but proximity counts for a lot when you're young.

Logan was the oldest of three by a year or two and despite what you may think, he came from a pretty loving home. Parents with plenty of time for him and two friends who, when they were around, made Logan feel cool, rebellious, and most importantly important. He'd pick up Lissa's lunches and be around at whatever time of night Darien decided to answer his phone and offer to swing over.

Now, to jump ahead a little:

Darien and Lissa join up with the local college and Logan goes to med school just out of town and that is where everything went to shit. Logan a few hours into his first shift, gets a call from a payphone with Lissa's voice on it.

It took him 15 minutes to travel 30.

Lissa had taken the life of a childhood bully turned roommate. Logan had never even heard her name until today but there's broken glass in her throat so probably it's time to go, questions can wait. But for some reason Lissa won't let go of some dumb arrow. Says they need to pick up Darien first, says he'll know something.

He's only on campus and it's less than 2 minutes. Logan doesn't want to argue. It makes his head hurt to think about, but he just likes being in the loop for once.

Darien arrives with two bags, duffels filled with things from clothes and toiletries to a six pack of cider and a crowbar he found.

They drive for an hour before Darien finally breaks up the arguing. They're being followed. Lissa says she already knew. Logan has never been so angry in his life. He demands to know what the problem is. He demands to know why she won't let go of the arrow. He demands to be fucking told any damn thing in the form of a full sentence.

He shouts so loudly he ends up stalling his mum's car. It is then silent. Including their tail, finally having arrived, headlights beaming.

Darien takes a moment away from pulling the threads from his coat and calls out. It sounds like a name, but it is more like a command.

"Apocalypse Please!"

Darien, as quick as that, gets out of the car, awkwardly pulling a hat over his face with his hands up. Logan is utterly baffled, his rage only growing with each moment of ignorance. Lissa on the other hand is stuck in her seat belt. Trying to get out with a panic only matched by her grip on the arrow.

Instead of helping, Logan, in his biggest moment of weakness, pulls the arrow out from Lissa's grip, demanding to know what's so important about it.

He's not realised how badly he's cut her hand in the process. He's too busy being distracted by Darien sprinting at full speed away from what is first a rubber bullets and then a hoard of real zombies. Logan begins to panic.

Lissa, now unconscious, begins leaking smoke from her wound, and what starts as a small leak continues into a horror show of smog.

Logan tries his best to get her out of the car but in the dark of the smoke and the panic of what’s to come – Lissa ends up dying where she sat.

After interrogation, Logan would join the Speedwagon Foundation before realizing they had just as little interest in explaining what had happened to him as Darien and Lissa would have if they were here today.

That's when he started making his own phone calls. Afterall, he did keep that arrow.

[amarioe]

OKAY OKAY SO GUYS

I woke up today and went "Im gonna develop Dr.Julien from the TIP AU" and i did just that

So, before i paste the summary i made, heres some context for those that havent seen the previous lore posts im going to link at the bottom of the post:

The AU's name is Tale of the Ice Prince, or TIP for short. The AU revolves around Zane, who is a prince in the Never-Realm. He lost his memories of his time with Dr.Julien and the mans formling friend, Eleanor(and Eleanors non-formling daughter, Frida.)

Eventually, Zane meets some prisoners in the castle dungeon, the Ninja. And after a few life-threatening events, he decides to go with his new friends to Ninjago.

Now as for Dr.Julien. Julien can travel between realms, but i never really knew how...until today!

In my AU, Dragons and Oni can travel realms. The reason the Oni from s10 couldnt come back was because they were trapped/binded to a realm using what i call an ensnarement spell.

Now, how does this relate to Julien i hear you ask? Well, hes an Oni too! Like Mystake in this AU, he escaped being trapped, and both of them went their separate ways, hoping to live a regular life.

Julien found his love for technology, but he was also very, very lonely. So like in canon, he made Zane! And they both travelled realms together as father and son, eventually meeting Eleanor and Frida.

Now, for the summary of the new lore:

Dr.Julien and Zane go to the workshop in Ninjago birchwood for the weekend to relax, The Skulkin who(by Garmadons orders) have been spying on Julien and Zane during their visits to Ninjago, kidnap Zane(the Skulkin really like kidnapping people huh LMAO) and use him as leverage against Dr.Julien.

Julien and the Skulkin argue, and after alot of aggressive suggestions as Zane watches in horror, they settle on a deal.

Zane loses his memories, but Julien can send Zane to a different realm before they finish an ensnarement spell that will stop Dr.Julien from travelling realms.

He complies as the Skulkin turn off Zanes memory switch(much to the nindroids extremely panicked protest) and throw him down so Julien can send him away(with threats related to Dr.Julien trying to escape).

Zane is sent to the Never-Realm in hopes that Eleanor or Frida will find him. As for Dr.Julien, the ensnarement spell is completed, and Julien is transferred to the lighthouse, guarded by a sea monster. His skills are used to upgrade the Skulkins realm crossing vehicles and make them new weapons.

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And there it is!

Anyway, here are the links to the past lore posts 1 , 2

[kharonion]

🚓🎤🥢for both boys respectively? :3

core meme-ories | oc list [note: these are for the Cyberpunk 2077 blorbos]

🚓- River Ward

• VIKT — They meet each other after Vikt's retired from mercenary work, which at least means not having Johnny there hounding about "working with a cop". Helping River find Randy comes as just another gig—albeit one of the most fucked up he's done. Dinner with the family afterward is entirely different. It's the first time Vikt has any real interaction with children, which goes much better than he expects.

"Hey, V?" "Yeah?" "Did you let us win?" "Nope. You two are just that good."

River is also one of the very few who can get Vikt to let loose a little bit; them getting wasted up on the water tower and laughing about dumbass constellations they think exist is some of the most fun Vikt has (aside from the next morning, anyway).

• SÖREN — So, these two go back a bit. Ever the trouble making misfit, Sören got snagged by the badges so many times... and sometimes, that badge was River—who would grow tired of being called to Heywood for "a red-eyed hoodlum". Though eventually, the calls stopped, and it would be a handful of years before they meet again.

"Wait... Nightowl?" "Y'never did like calling me by my actual name." "Ah. You're the same as ever, punk." "Ditto that, snoopy."

They hang out a lot together after that. Which neither really expect. After all, what could a lawbreaker and a lawman possibly have in common... right? But, they end up growing close, realizing their paths are strikingly similar... and here, they cross yet again. Eventually, Sören convinces River to leave with him and the Aldecaldos. Leave Night City behind, hunt for something better and brighter—so long as they do it together.

🎤- Kerry Eurodyne

• VIKT — The first Vikt hears and sees Kerry proper (not counting the memories of Johnny he relives during the brain wreck caused by being dead) is laid out on a fancy sofa with a throbbing migraine, an expensive blanket draped over him, and the bright blue eyes of a rockerboy looking down at him with worry.

"Hey, hey, you okay?" "... No..." "That's alright. Just stay tight for a bit. Rest. Don't worry about a thing." "I— Thank you..." "You're... you're welcome. Now, quit stalling. Sleep."

From there, the two are unknowingly latched at the hip. Vikt helps with Kerry's problems, and Kerry provides the privacy of the villa when Vikt needs time out of the city. It's inevitable that their bond blossoms into more. The night on the rooftop of Dark Matter seals the deal, and their excursion on the yacht tells them it is the right call.

• SÖREN — The most interaction Sören has had with Kerry is going to one of his shows with River. They splurged, got the VIP treatment and everything. Met the legend face-to-face—a dream Sören's had for years.

"Holy shit, are you the Kerry Eurodyne? Really?!" "One and only." "Here, I have a gift for ya!" "Fuck, is that... where did you find police-grade 'nades?" "A man never tells. Now, I'm gonna hug you. Okay? Okay."

Needless to say, River is more than unimpressed.

🥢- Jackie Welles

• VIKT — Throughout his grueling years in Arasaka, Vikt ran things solo; at least, until a particular task fell into his lap. Putting a hit on an entire cartel that threatened Arasaka's infrastructure. It was too big of a job for one man, so Vikt took a risk to hire the help of another: the Valentinos. Specifically, a small group led by Jackie.

And, of course, there had to be a hitch. It ended up being a trap. Vikt had to defend himself, murder one of the most prolific cartels of Mexico—and unfortunately, most of the Valentinos alongside him didn't take kindly to that.

All who were left standing in the end were Vikt... and Jackie.

"So? Going to make this quick?" "Nah. There's... been too much death." "What's one more, hm?" "Listen. I don't want this... and neither do you. Consider me... an amigo, and none of this shit will see the light of day." "And why would you offer that?" "Call me inocente if you want. Just... got a feelin' I want you by my side." "Might be a mistake." "Might be."

From then on, Jackie is Vikt's one and only trusted confidant, and he ended up being the pillar that keeps Vikt standing after his life crumbles down to nothing.

• SÖREN — Sören was adopted into the Valentinos as a toddler, rescued from the gutters by Padre. He immediately latched onto Jackie as an older brother figure, and they were an inseparable duo of chaos. Jobs for the gang were a joint effort... except when Jackie was hired to help with the heist of a lifetime.

"Búho?" "What?" "I know you're upset, but... I need to know you'll be here when I get back." "I... I always will be, Jack. I ain't going anywhere. You're my family." "I love ya, hermano." "Don't say that like you won't return, you fuck..." "Oh, come on, don't—" "I love you, too."

It goes without saying that Sören is devastated seeing Jackie's body in the Delamain car. Like his heart has been ripped from his chest. And all he can still think about when he thinks of the man he calls his brother is that fateful day.

[meteorella]

Nerdgasmic Rhapsody

pairings: loser!dom!ellie x popular!sub!reader

cw: flufff!! ellie's an absolute cutie pie. cursing (obv), oral! (r receiving), tribbing (maybe?), nipple play, after caree!!, pet names: sweetheart, baby, princess, that's all i think!

wc: 511

a/n: (intentional lowercase!!!) first ever ficcc omg🥹 i have never ever in my life written a fanfic before so pleaseee don't judge and also feel free to point out some mistakes and stuff!! I take criticisms as i'm sure it'll help me a lot throughout my writing journey :))) can't promise I'll post consistently considering I'm insanely dumped with school works but I'll definitely find time to do so. anyways i hope u guys enjoy this one!! Feel free to hit me w some ideaaasss :3

after you had made it official with the biggest dork on campus—ellie—people would randomly come up to you in the hallways and tease you, not believing how sweet she actually is. after all of your previous relationships, ellie is the only one who genuinely cared for you. despite her shy and nerdy demeanor, she's really fun to hang out with. she'd continuously yap about space, the comic books she's read—savage starlight—and drop all of its lore to you. the whole fucking lore. although you hardly cared. she was too adorable. most of the time, you would find yourself just looking at her sparkling green eyes, topped by her matte, black glasses, her hand gestures, and the soft smile plastered on her lips while she speaks. she's even more beautiful up close. how could others not see that? whilst ellie can be a total cutie pie, you cant deny how fucking insane she can be in bed.

when eating you out, she'd flick her tongue out relentlessly on your leaking hole. firmly gripping on to your thighs, she already knows your next motive. "nuh-uh, sweetheart. keep them open for me." she shoots you a knowing glare before diving back into your drenched core, keeping eye contact all the while. her gaze roamed over your appearance, hair disheveled, eyes rolled back, and completely fucked out. "s-sorry, baby–fuck." you moaned as you clutched onto her dino-printed sheets. so fucking cute. after you'd climaxed for the 3rd time, she'd climb on top of you and slip her tongue down your throat, allowing you to taste yourself as she grinded her own throbbing cunt against yours. your soaking wet pussies rubbing, and creating the most delicious rhythm together. she absolutely loved your boobs. she adored how it just bounces up and down as she rolled her hips above you. she took your nipple in between her thumb and her index finger and pinched them, making you flinch at the feeling. her glasses were all fogged up and crooked, but she couldn't care less. she was too engrossed on drawing out more of those angelic sounds that slips past your lips as she pleases you. "doing s–so good f'me, princess... fuck–so hot." when you had both finally reached your peak, she'd lean down and gently clean up all your juices from between your thighs with her tongue.

she gives absolutely the best aftercare imaginable. the routine would start with cleaning you up with a wet towel, swiping it's soft material across your face, your breasts, your legs, your inner thighs—she had always taken care of you in the most tender and loving way. she loved hearing your soft, exhausted sighs of relief, as you watch her with a smile on your face all while savoring the chocolate she so graciously offered you. after ellie finishes cleaning you up, she would settle beside you, enveloping you in her arms as she wrapped them around your waist. her lips showering your neck with gentle kisses as she whispered heartfelt words of affection. "i'm going to marry you one day."

YAAALLLL OMG I HOPE THIS DIDN'T SUCK TOO HARD😣😣😣🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻 i hope u guys enjoyed this one, i really enjoyed writing thisss!!

tags: @ellstronaut

dividers: @khaer @plutism

[artinandwritin]

@anotherautumnninth oooooh ty for that fun question!! Siri does indeed join the A-Team, but it's mainly because of Astrid that she even considers it in the first place. We gotta remember, girly's only 14-15 years old when the A-Team gets formed and at that point, she's still not entirely warmed up to the idea of flying on the back of a dragon.

She does (sorta) have one, a Deadly Nadder named Lavender, but she and her little hatchling, Bluebell (he's green), serve more as buddies to Siri. She doesn't go flying with Lavender, just stays on the ground and plays with Bluebell and the other baby dragons waddling around Berk.

Siri does get asked by Astrid if she wants to join right after the Dagur-attack start of RTTE season 2, tho! However, Siri's more pressed with helping her parents rebuild the Hoffersons' home, seeing as Astrid's parents are Siri's aunt and uncle (maternal side), so bbygirl says no to that offer. They're all pretty shaken up by the attacks and Siri's priorities lay more with taking care of others than with the defense of their island.

After the events of RTTE and HTTYD2, tho, the older members of the A-Team (Gothi, Spitelout, Sven, and ofc my favourite duo, Bucket and Mulch) leave the team to be of better service to Hiccup and provide more guidance for the young chief, leaving open some new spots for the younger kids of Berk to join. Once again, Astrid is like, "hey Seer I know you're more concerned with other things but will you please try out for the A-Team?"

So Siri, about 16 years old now, together with her best friends in the whole world, Lavender and Adelaide Jorgenson (who is a lot more excited than Siri, to be fair), goes to tackle Gustav and, y'know, ask him about the open spots. Gustav and Siri did know each other beforehand! Berk's a small place, everyone knows everyone. They just weren't close buddies or had a lot of deep conversations, but than again, how could they? The similarities they had at that point weren't enough to create a bond.

It took a bit of convincing (and maybe a talk from Astrid) for Gustav to allow his two peers into his team. So, yeah! He does have a bit more control over who gets into the team, but Astrid is still very active in the background to keep everything on tracks, surely after the adults of the team left. He gets really irritated with that fact from time to time, much to Adelaide's amusement.

Siri stays active in the A-Team for abouuut two-ish years? Maybe a little less. She doesn't ever officially quit and still does patrols once every blue moon, but her training to become a midwife/healer has just taken over most of her time after those two years, making it hard for her to hang around the A-Team a lot. Much to Gustav's chagrin, of course. Now he's down a team-member! What's he to do now?

I hope this answered your question!! I always have a lot of fun thinking about the Adelaide-Siri-Gustav A-Team, they're just a bunch of sillies who are figuring out how to do stuff. Absolutely loved talking abt this topic!!

Oh and!! Have a lil Lavender and Siri doodle from a few months ago as a lil treat <333

Its been a while since i got to draw them but!!! My bbies ever (theyre both such yappers sometimes one of them yaps sometimes the other yaps but most often they just yap right through each other)

I love them very much

[roxibearz]

fnaf side au art dump woah

FIRST UP, Chica X Monty because I think they're super cute !!! I also wanted to show that I've updated Chica's outfit!! I think it looks much better now :3

GIANT ENEMY SPIDER AND VANESSA!!!!!!!!

me thinks the DJ deserves to be fluffy :] Vanessa gets to be silly too I like to think that DJ would use sign language to communicate and stuff and Vanessa over here has some lore :3 I'll,, ramble about that one day,,,

more art below!! doing this so it looks more clean and compacted-

AWOOP JUMPSCARE- NOW IT'S A LITTLE ODD, I KNOW--- But uh--- This is the Blob- NOW NOW- UH- I'm cooking okay okay-- trust

a lot of my fnaf aus usually has each character be their own separate characters and stuff so yeah-- Blob gets his own body and stuff and he has adopted daughters based on the characters we see on the actual blob- so yeah uh idk hi jumpscare woah

The daughters has more of a plushie look- Barb ultimately is a plush baby but bigger lmao-

okay look, I just really like the idea of The Blob being a form of guardian- So he's a part of security :] LASJAKSJAL

yes i know turning the blob into this is very silly and idk i just think it's funny ------------

outfits showcase +height chart because I think it's funny LMAOOO

hope you enjoyed my odd fnaf au art <33 okay byee