#i have emotional distress cowboys

[xxmikeymurderxx]

The little pouch in my jeans is were i keep my emotional distress cowboys

[toreadorcaretaker]

OC Deep Dive: Clement Gray

what common/uncommon fear do they have?

Fear of blood! Yes, very ironic. Feeding from live prey is quite hard for him, because it reminds him that what he's drinking is blood. So he usually uses bags. He can power through it though - being a doctor taught him how to stay calm despite the fear when seeing other people's blood. It's also a bit easier if he's feeding from someone he loves.

On the other hand...seeing his own blood? Nah, my dude WILL faint, can't power through that.

do they have any pet peeves?

It's fairly difficult to annoy him, but he dislikes people who can't be serious. He's someone who likes to talk about deeper issues, so someone who tries to turn everything into a joke will get on his nerves.

what are 3 items you can find in their bedroom?

Jewelry strewn everywhere while trying to pick an outfit, a skull collection, and band posters.

what do they notice first in a person?

The way they're feeling. Clement assesses someone's mood at a glance, especially if he has his third eye out and/or is using auspex. But even without his powers, he will notice any signs of joy or distress in a person's facial expression. He will usually look someone right in the eye with an unsettling intensity.

on a scale of 1 to 10, how high is their pain tolerance?

Emotional pain: 10/10 - he will acknowledge and express it and that makes emotional difficulties a lot easier for him to handle. Physical pain: like a measly 5/10. He wants to push through anything to protect those around him, but my bro will unfortunately just break/pass out because his body was not built for this. And he'll be guilty about it afterwards :(

do they go into fight or flight mode when under pressure? (or freeze and fawn)

Fawn. He will do anything to placate the people around him and try to peacemake.

what animal represents them best?

A horse! Will carry you on his own back to safety.

how would a stranger likely describe them?

"Weirdly comforting goth cowboy. I felt like he could see into my soul but at least he wasn't judgy about it."

do they have any hobbies?

Dancing, horse rescue, and poetry ^_^

Thank you so much for the tag, @kavalyera ! I'm gonna tag you right back, and also: @porcelainseashore @diableriedoll @paingoes and @sir-fenris for any oc you'd like, if you want to!

Credits: Top Image | Top Chain Divider from @cyberangel-graphics | Other Chains

[justjenah]

Cowboyification as Harm Reduction

I find Michael’s cowboyification to be fascinating.

It would be incredibly easy to reduce his choice to embrace being a cowboy as simple machismo or toxic masculinity. But I would argue it’s much closer to a form of harm reduction.

When it comes to accusations of machismo or toxic masculinity, Michael’s own actions repeatedly seems to defy those claims.

When we see Michael and Mike in Latvia, in seasons four and five especially, Michael is incredibly open with Mike about the fact that he struggled and likely engaged in self harm.

See episode 58 for example:

Mike: This afternoon you mean. Why are we eating breakfast at 1 in the afternoon?

Michael: Because I waited for you, dipshit. Yes, I am always in pain, and I self-destructed just like you did and that’s how I know that it’s pointless. You can see the scars on my chest it’s not like I’m coverin’ ‘em up. Yes, I’m in pain, but I also grew the fuck up. You can look into the darkness, you have to it’s healthy to look, but you can’t stay there. There is no home there. There is only wilderness. My advice is come inside ‘cuz people are waiting for you there.

He doesn’t tell Mike to bury his feelings or to get over it. He tells him that it’s dangerous to live in your regret.

Michael is honest about the fact that he too felt crushed under the weight of the violence and tragedy he experienced. He’s perfectly willing to talk about it and willing to share his experiences.

There is an argument to be made that Michael’s cowboyification is harmful as it feeds into his tendency to be self sacrificial to protect those people he considers “his”. And while I think there’s some truth there I think it glosses over the fact that this is a trait that already existed.

An episode 46 Mikey runs into tier 2 without a second thought upon seeing a picture of Edgar’s corpse.

In episode 49, The Princess Daffodil Experiment, we learned that he is planning to be the first human at Base to be consolidated with the calculators and is later upset when he realizes that it will be Edgar who ends up testing that aspect of the technology on himself out of necessity.

I think in actuality, what the Cowboy identity does is give Michael focus, and helps him remember he has people to live for and to work in service of.

If we look at the Michael iteration from the 101 timeline, we find a Michael who is mostly unable to function. He sleeps most of the day, drinks to excess, and is overall deeply unhappy. He has very few if any enjoyment in his day to day except perhaps drinking with Boris. Mike makes reference to the fact that he half expects to find Michael dead, not from time travel murder shenanigans, but from excessive drinking. This is not a moral judgement of him but an observation that this looks like another form of self harm.

Given Mike experiences a similar period of heavy drinking and deep emotional distress that impairs his ability to function in seasons 4 and 5, it doesn’t feel like a stretch to assume that without his cowboy persona Michael likely would not be able to handle the demands of being alive, never mind corrections and unraveling time travel mysteries.

In fact Cowboyfication brings with it some real net positives. Michael may have a self sacrificial streak like all Mikes Walters (species) but as a cowboy he allows himself some selfish pleasures. He learns to hunt and goes out boar hunting with Boris. He learns how to cure meat and seems to take some pleasure in cooking. He cultivates a relationship with the neighborhood crows, and takes joy is developing a sartorial identity. He even allows himself to fall in love again, something that is difficult to imagine him doing for himself without becoming a cowboy. Loving Sly openly is a real act of self love and a recognition that he too deserves something in his life that is in service to no one but himself.

Cowboyification brings with it an ability for Michael to enjoy life while still acknowledging the hardships and tragedies that befall him.

It isn’t perfect by any means but in issues of mental health, it is often more important to find strategies that improve quality of life and reduce harm. Expecting a cure is not just unrealistic but often actively harmful.

When comparing 101 Michael to the cowboy we all know and love it feels clear that this is a great example of what harm reduction looks like: imperfect but meaningfully better than the alternative.

[dranna]

Doubt

AO3 / Commissions / Links /

Ryan Gosling!Ken x Gender neural reader

Warnings: fluff, angst, emotional hurt/comfort, feeling excluded, sobbing, not beta read

Summary: you always loved Ken, his silly, all so excited personality, wondering over every tiny thing. But recently you noticed something strange. He started to get nervous, fidgety and sad (?) around you.

a/n: lineart is mine🧡 / It was inspired by this quote from Sense and Sensibility-- “Do not let the behavior of others destroy your inner peace. “

tags my beloveds: @ken-dom (let me know if you would like to be tagged:) )

It’s impossible to describe,

How much you adored this Sunshine, 

He is the sneaky little Smile,

That bless your face,

During the cold and boring weekdays. 

He is loud, jumpy and silly,

Excitement and wonder are part of his personality,

There is not a single day, 

That goes without him discovering everyday things,

However he does it with such delight, 

It bewitches your heart every time.

Yet recently,

You noticed something unnerving,

His whole demeanor changed,

Self-forgetting disappeared, 

And anxious guarded took it’s place,

He become reserved and fidgety,

Not in the way you loved him to be,

His beautiful eyes became glossy,

And sadness was clouding their vision.

You didn’t understand, 

What caused this distress,

So one day in Baribeland,

After a 3 days long suspense,

You decided to put an end,

To this gloominess,

“Ken, what’s been going on?” 

“B-been going on?— n-noting! Haha..”

“Ken.. “

— you sighed,

While looking at him,

Questions in your eyes.

It was a dreamy day in Barbieland,

Just like every other beforehand,

The sun was throwing his warmth,

The mermaids were singing to its charm,

The beach was hot and comfy, 

Kens and Barbies were playing gleely,

Alan was standing alone and cheering,

Even Weird Barbie was joining,

There was nothing out of the ordinary,

So what caused his misery? 

You two were sitting under a palm tree,

Away from the loud team. 

You glanced at him again,

He looked nervous and uncertain,

He was staring at the other Kens,

With eyes filled with fear and tears.

Yes, you had no idea what's happened,

But how would you? 

He hid this knowledge deep,

Sealed with secrecy, 

Sooner or later you will see it too,

And you will realise, 

How pathetic I am compared to the others,

He thought, 

Rocking back and forth. 

It was an other perfect morning, 

As he was ‘beaching’ on the beach, 

Looking perfect and sun-kissed, 

While he was drawing something for you,

Lost in concentration,

To make it perfect for you.

He was a cowboy today, 

Wearing his black jacket and pink scarf,

Decorated with the most magnificent hat,

And a rope lasso at the belt.

“I have no idea what They see in Him! 

He is such a loser at everything” 

— Ken heard the voice of his ‘archenemy’,

The Other Ken, 

While he was sunbathing. 

He was surrounded with other Kens,

Listening to him intensely,

“What do you mean?”

“Haven’t you noticed?! 

It doesn’t matter what he tries, 

He fails miserably every time.

Also, 

Y/N is so beautiful and confident,

Lovely and intelligent,

I have no idea what they see,

In such a loser as him. 

He is always jumping around,

Being the loudest—“

“It’s not nice to talk about someone,

 Behind their backs like that!”

“Yes, you shouldn’t say such meannes!”

— Joined the others,

So this conversation lines ceased,

But Ken froze in place,

Only heard the Other Ken’s words.

He gazed down the drawing,

He was working on,

So endlessly and proudly before,

But the warmth escaped from his heart,

Leaving icy marks.

“ … Ken ? Ken??”

— Your worried voice pulled him back,

Into the sunny present,

You two were still sitting under the shade,

Covered by anxious silence.

“Ken, please talk to me.”

He looked at you with huge tear filled eyes, 

Streams flowing down both sides,

“I-I’m n-nothing-g.” 

— His voice was so quiet and broken,

If you didn’t see him in front of you on the sand,

You wouldn’t believe it was him.

“What is it about? 

What do you mean?!”

“I-I’m a loser aren’t I?!

I’m a failure in every task,

I’m always the one in the back,

Who the others laughing at, 

Doesn’t matter what I try,

I’m just never enough—..

S-so I understand,

If you decide,

I-if yo-u w-want to leave me b-beh-inde.”

“How can you say that,

It’s not true!

I don’t understand where it is coming from?”

“Yes it is!”

—At this point he was sobbing hard,

An ocean forming in his eyes,

Hugging his knees to tight, 

His hands went white,

You couldn’t bare to see him like that, 

So you gently touched,

His shaking shoulders,

“Who told you these things love? 

“H-hear-d it from t-the O-other Ken.”

— At the word ‘love’,

His head shot up,

Silent pleading in those blue eyes.

“You.. you still want..us to be,

Boyfriend and girlfriend..?”

“Of course I do!”

“B-but..”

“I love you silly!” 

— With these words,

You pulled him close,

Holding his shaking form.

“Whatever you heard it's not true, 

I adore you,

I love your enthusiasm, your awe,

Your never ending shiny self,

Your astonishment of tiny things,

And the babbling facts coming from within,

I love you the way you are,

Please never change,

And question my heart."

– Taking off his hat you held his face,

Hinting it with kisses,

Which bloomed in teras,

“And what if you fail?

Do you know what's more important?”

“What?”

–Suffocating pain was replaced,

With soft tenderness,

In his voice.

He looked at you,

Like you hanged the Moon on that perfect sky,

Admiring you beauty in the dark,

“You stand up,

Holding your head high,

Smiling to the sky,

It doesn't break your spirit,

In fact,

You try again!

– You placed a kiss on his forehead,

“And again”

– Now a smooch on his pretty nose,

“And again.”

– And kisses on his cheeks,

Which were now burning red.

You two sat there,

In your quiet spot,

Holding each other close.

The sun started to set,

Yet you stayed, 

Whispering sweet truths in his ear,

His sobs started to stop then disappear,

Leaving behind dried up rivers,

Which you pet better.

Doting started to bloom,

In his plastic heart,

With a newfound passion and warmth.  

He shuffled closer, 

If that's possible,

Gently hugging you more,

“I was making something for you,

When I heard them speak..”

– You heard them whisper quietly,

You looked down to see worry rising, 

So with a gentle tap,

You encouraged him to continue.

After a little shuffling and careful moves,

He took out a paper from his clothes,

Then gently placed it in your palm,

Nervously waiting for your reply.

You glanced down to see,

A drawing of a happy horsie,

It looked like a child drawing, 

But you can't help but smile, 

At the thought of him drawing this.

“I like it so much!

I–”

“Really?!”

–Instead of a reply, 

You just pulled him close,

Praising every tiny detail of it.

The glow worms' light were in sync,

With the music of yours heartstrings,

From Ken’s mind, 

Disappeared everything blue,

His chest was filled with comfort and heat,

With the lovely words,

From your pretty lips,

The night dragged on, 

But your pair didn't mind,

Your soul were set in a feeling so sublime.

.

Probably his drawing would look something like that:

[nekkodiaries]

SUMMARY: park jay lives life as a hot-headed gamer by day and.. well.. still a hot-headed gamer by night— except he secretly goes by the name killstrike. after losing a pubg duo match, he finds himself trash-talking his teammate notursniper, who happens to be the mysterious classmate he's been admiring for over a year and more.

PAIRING: gamer!jay x gamer!fem!reader.

GENRES: social media au, college au, strangers to lovers, enemies (kinda) to lovers, fluff (like an embarrassing amount.), crack, mutual pining.

WARNINGS: cursing (like an exorbitant amount.), mention of deaths (like in the game, and in jokes.), mention of deadly weapons, violent language?, sexual jokes and suggestive content, boomer humor, ignore timestamps, lowercase def intended !

DISCLAIMER: this smau will be 25% written. (some chapters are fully written, some are mixed with text messages.) also, please note that this story is fictional and does not reflect on the artists' actual personality and life. also, minor age adjustments to keep the plot coherent.

start: 03/08/23┆ end: xx/xx/xx

status: on-going. ┆ taglist: open.

author's note: i know i haven't finished cheating on you yet, but i've been trying to fix the plot because it's really messy. i do love that story and i want it to be as good as it can. also, i've been playing pubg non-stop since last year and the thought of gamer!jay has NOT left my mind so consider this as me clearing my head before finishing COY. lmfao. again, thank you to everyone who supported that fic. i hope this one's appreciated as well. ˚ଘo(∗  ❛ั ᵕ ❛ั )੭່˙

⌖ knock me down. ┆the prologue.

⌖ character profiles ┆ y/n luvrs & dormiez.

⌖ the 1st shot. ┆she's perfect.

⌖ the 2nd shot. ┆that's kinda hot. [ written ]

⌖ the 3rd shot. ┆oh shit my boner.

⌖ the 4th shot.┆friend group break-up.

⌖ the 5th shot.┆what can go wrong? [ written ]

⌖ the 6th shot.┆don't cry over spilled milk.

⌖ the 7th shot.┆second base. [ written ]

⌖ the 8th shot.┆what you're trying to say is conference.

⌖ the 9th shot.┆my little lover boy.

⌖ the 10th shot.┆let me be delusional in peace.

⌖ the 11th shot.┆the bar is in hell.

⌖ the 12th shot.┆feminism rocks, actually. [ written ]

⌖ the 13th shot.┆i regret ever being born.

⌖ the 14th shot.┆you're getting knives.

⌖ the 15th shot.┆an illiterate fuckhead.

⌖ the 16th shot.┆$50 for emotional distress.

⌖ the 17th shot.┆his hands are still shaking. [ written ]

⌖ the 18th shot.┆psyduck is a platypus.

⌖ the 19th shot.┆little miss ignores red flags.

⌖ the 20th shot.┆[cowboy emoji] yeehaw.

⌖ the 21st shot.┆the child does have a point.

TBA !

knock me down taglist: @soonyoungblr @wondering-out-loud @rikisly @babystrlla @shinrjj @homelycat @annoyingbitch83 @fadedluvv @haerinism @wildesreblogs @all4yoi @liikno @teddywonss

[delopsia]

So you don’t have to answer this unless you want to but what are your thoughts of how reader, Bob and Rhett ask for comfort when they’re having a down day or when they’re upset.

Like I’ve had the thought that when Rhett is feeling down and just in need of some TLC he quietly walks up to one of his lovers and just wraps his arms around them, resting his head on their shoulder and watches whatever they are doing and just basking in the warmth of his lover.

Anyways what are your thoughts!

ohhhhh omg :( this is perfect. For the sake of organization, I wrote out Robert and Rhett individually and then included a bonus combination at the end💐

✧˖° Robert “Bob” Floyd:

Robby's quite subtle when it comes to asking for comfort. Not necessarily out of shyness, but because he genuinely doesn't think to ask for it a lot of the time? Being on his own in the Navy for so long has sort of put him in this headspace of dealing with his emotions and distress by himself. So, a majority of the time, it doesn't occur to him to reach out to you and ask for comfort. More often than not, the signs are loud and clear. To you, at least. He pokes at his food. His shoulders grow tenser. Spooks at small things that typically wouldn't surprise him, like a knock at the door. But because he hasn't thought much of his own distress, he's not entirely sure what to think when you ask if he's alright. Every once in a while, he gets to a point where he feels like he needs to reach out. And that almost always ends in him lingering in the doorway, silent until you acknowledge him. Only then does he mutter a soft, "bad day." Regardless of how you learn of his low mood, his preferred comfort never changes. Distraction. A long walk on a trail, buddying up and reading each other's favorite books, a movie marathon, visiting the library, and finding the most obscure novel or DVD on the shelves. He's not too particular about what you do, as long as it's done together and a relatively relaxing experience. Nothing that'll stress him out even more, y'know? That being said, Bob can sniff out a bad day from a mile away. You still haven't figured out what you're doing to set off the alarm bells. Sometimes, you'll come home from work to find that he's set up a nest of blankets and stuffed animals in your corner of the couch. Your favorite drink is always nearby, even if that meant he had to go out to get it. He doesn't press very hard. Usually, a small "Do you wanna talk about it?" is the most he'll offer. Generally suggests all of the things you like, but if you don't want any of those, he falls back on absurd suggestions to make you laugh. Do you want to go skydiving? Rocky mountain climbing? 2.7 seconds on a bull named Fumanchu? ...he is not above making a fool of himself just to get you to laugh.

✧˖° Rhett Abbott:

More than often, this ol' cowboy goes completely silent. Doesn't want to talk about what's got him upset. Refuses to recollect the events of the day that lowered his mood. He goes off by himself for a while, wallowing in the emotion of it all, and as soon as he's recollected himself, he's latching onto you. Snuggling up to you in bed. Coming up behind you, looping his arms around your waist, and resting his head against your shoulder until you're doing with what you're doing. Tagging along on your errands and sitting in the car while you head inside. Particularly enjoys it when you let him lay down and put his head in your lap. Especially when you run your fingers through his hair, gently raking your nails across his scalp. It'll put him to sleep within mere seconds. Rhett craves the quiet comfort of being with you and not saying a word. He doesn't need anything else, just an afternoon recharge with you. If you're having a bad day, all you need to do is quietly walk up to him and open your arms. He gets it. Of course, verbally asking for comfort works, too, but silence is a language this cowboy speaks the best. He loves on you the same way he would want it, a quiet presence that doesn't push for explanation or recollection. If you want to talk about it, that's fine with him, but he's not the type to press. And when he does speak, it's quiet. A whisper. Suggesting all of the things that make you feel better. Asking if you want to come to the feed store with him, promising to let you stop and see the new shipment of chicks. Suggesting a nap, a movie, or a long drive that may or may not get you both lost.

✧˖°Together:

...they're a mess. You would never think it, but one is easily affected by the other. Rhett's upset over something Perry said to him? Robby's upset right along with him. Usually doesn't even know what's bothered Rhett. Bob's having a bad day? Well, now Rhett's down in the dumps, too. You're upset? The entire household might just crumble apart. Poor Bobby has learned the hard way that Rhett needs some space before he's ready to be fussed over. There was an instance very early in the relationship when he unintentionally pushed before the cowboy was ready, and it sparked an explosive argument that ended in Rhett storming out for a couple of hours. Bob just wants to help, but Rhett's not ready for said help. It's only happened once, fortunately. The growing pains of a relationship, if you will. Nowadays, Bob's the first to notice when someone else is upset. Again, there's something about tiny interactions that set off alarms for him, and he falls into a routine. If it's Rhett who's upset, he'll settle up on the couch with a movie and wait until Rhett comes slinking around the corner like a feral cat. Rhett can and will lay directly on top of him and use him as a pillow. If you're upset, then Bob will go out of his way to get Rhett in the loop, and they'll set something up together. Usually ends with Bob comforting you and Rhett coming in with something he picked up on the way home from work. Sometimes, Rhett will notice Bobby's in a low mood, but Bob will deny it and say he's okay. All until a big ol' cowboy snuggles up on top of him like an oversized lapdog and stays there until the fool gets the picture. Think of Rhett as a gigantic weighted blanket. Similar to Bob, Rhett reaches out to let him know when you're upset. It's more of a 'hey, you're better at this than I am' than anything. Comfort isn't his strong suit, so if he can't figure out how to make you feel better, he can and will go out of his way to haul Bob into the room. Has actually swept the poor man off his feet and carried him to the couch for some family comfort time. Oh, but if they're both upset, it can go one of two ways. Bob's instincts kick in, and he devises a plan to make them both feel better, or they come bumbling into the room you're in like a pair of puppies. Glued at the hip, never once letting go of each other as Rhett snuggles into your side and Bob squeezes in to hitch his chin over your shoulder. A lot of the time, they unintentionally make themselves feel better by doing it because someone almost always starts giggling. Group naps and cuddles are the best things you can give them. Something quiet for Rhett but enough to distract Bob's wandering mind. Squish their cheeks, play with their hair; it all works. Being loved on is all they really ask for. And, of course, loving on you in return 💐

dlkjhfg this got long fast, omg.

[2346khith]

List of canon changes in my au.

So I did a post something similar to this one about how my au is different from the canon but this time it going to less structure and more rant like. I am not trying to compare my au to the neatherrealm timeline or trying to be a better writer than NRS just making an au for fun.

.Kind of a change to my au (I kind of forgot what I did previously with the timeline.) This follows the event similarly to the original timeline but only the arcade era and after that it sort of stagnates a little bit into being a fusion of mkx and deception but that not set in stone. Different factors from different timelines will be implemented depending on how much I like them.

.Kung lao is similar to his mk1 counterpart but more humble

. Raiden is more based on the 95 movie raiden and dotr raiden

.Kenshi joined the special forces much earlier and did so out personal reasons with his mother side of the family being held captive by the black dragon through the yakuza

.Kenshi has his Eurasian background from the og timeline

.Johnny and Sonya are married permanently. The did just get married because Sonya was pregnant but the did fall in love while having Cassie. It was messy trying to raise her as either had any experience dealing with kids but they learned along the way

. Frost real name here is Holly (yes I know that not her canon name this is canon changes to an au and yes I know the name is stupid and lazy but I busy with homework and job hunting so cut me some slack)

.Frost does compete in underground fighting but there not hosted by the black dragon and there no to the death fights

.Johnny , Sonya and Liu Kang are all closed friends (there still the first fighters for earthrealm) who hang out a lot of the time. Johnny enjoys dragging Sonya and Liu around Hollywood, Sonya acts like the one in charge and makes sure the boys aren't in any trouble and Liu is the peacekeeper and makes sure neither Johnny nor Sonya are overly stressed out

.Syzoth currently in the story appears reptilian up until the outworld's invasion where he gets stranded in earthrealm and has to take a human disguise

.Mileena is a clone but unlike her original counterparts, after multiple arcs that I have not even begun to write out yet, they Kitana accepts her as her sister

.Jerrod is inside of Ermac but he never takes control of the collective and is more like Ermac conscience guiding him into specific decisions like protecting Kitana

.Wraiths appear more human the more time the spend out of the neatherrealm but wraith like appearances will show up if there distress or with highten emotions

. Just like in mkx Erron Black is an immortal cowboy who travels all over the realm and is currently the only person besides raiden to hop onto different realms though he not will the share that information with anybody.

. Instead of Suarians originating from earthrealm and moving to zaterria, it the opposite way around with them being originally from zaterria but after outworld invade fleed to earthrealm and hid refugee underground. As the stayed in earthrealm, the evolved to become more versitile in shapeshifting to a point where they can mimic powers which leads to the creation of Khameleon

. Sektor is female while Cyrax is male. Sektor did have some romantic relation with Bi Han for a short while but it end very quickly

. Jax is a little bit older than the rest of the earthrealm fighters(something along the lines of early 30s to most earthrealm fighters early to mid 20s)

.Quan chi is more powerful. What I mean by that is that he could probably take an army on by himself with little to no resistance and he be a lot more powerful than scorpion and noob saibot combine

. Before finding Bi han or Kuai Liang, Sareena found Cyrax first and managed to bring the humanity out of him from... I don't know attacking his lingering soul which caused it to take control on his mechanical body and now have a sort of alliance with each other

. Vaterrians aren't extinct or endangered but are used a slaves until Nitara started a revolution

. Saibot has free will and acts as his own entity

.In the future events when the kombat kids form Cassie is more along the lines of a wrestler while Jacaqui fights with tech. Inspired by @zxid art of them and concept art of Cassie.

. Skarlet is raised with Kitana and Mileena and while she doesn't exactly turn to the side of good with Kitana and Mileena, she does remain neutral and has a okay sisterly relationship with them

.The only difference between a a demons true form and human disguise is that of appearance. Physically and power wise there the exact same no matter which form their at

.Shao is a god just like raiden

.D'vorah doesn't exist here. Kytinn exist here and are minor race but D'vorah isn't here

.Kotal does exist and was a general for Shao but he doesn't try to take the thrown of kahn instead was more interested in finding and regrouping his people

. Shujinko doesn't become an old man

.currently Ashrah had the kris but has not made her way out of the netherrealm yet

.Tomas is cybernized but his programing is a bit unstable due to his possesion on enenra and in the future when Tomas is brought back, it into a human body while his cybernized body in possed by enenra

.Hanzo is attractive. Thats it. Why does he have to be attractive? Just cause

And that all that I have current apart of mykung au although more stuff might be added later down the line. What do you guys thing. Please put your feedback, criticism, helping ideas and prompt down in the comments(seriously please put them down. I need ideas and I have no idea what I'm doing. every now and then I get these waves of ideas and then my minds completely blank for weeks) Also I promise I'll try to post more about this au as often as I can with all this school work along with other ideas for other series an fandoms I have. Currently I'm thinking of two over aus , one being my own transformers fan continuity and one being an alternate universe in marvel.

[riotbeankai]

I've watched several Dracula movies from between 1920 and 1973 in the last few days, and I have some thoughts. I think that for a film to be considered an adaptation that is "faithful to the text," it should include:

- Beginning with Jonathan Harker, soon-to-be-lawyer, as a damsel in distress in Castle Dracula

- Dracula is charismatic and confident in a way that makes people overlook things they would otherwise find unnerving

- Features ALL 3 of Lucy Westenra's suitors, and EVERYONE loves Lucy so much, which is why it is all the more impactful when she dies, undies, and has to be killed again

- Quincy Morris is properly an American cowboy with a gun and a Southern US accent

- Dr. John Seward runs a mental hospital, and he is melancholy, a workaholic, and skeptical

- Lord Arthur Holmwood is very emotional, throws a lot of money around, and uses his title to get around obstacles

- Dr. Abraham Van Helsing is a highly respected and renowned scholar, and he is appropriately Dutch, friendly, and eccentric

- garlic FLOWERS, crushed up communion wafers, stake thru the heart AND cutting off the head, basically all the lore rules should match the text rather than popular or historical mythos

- Mina Murray is appropriately obsessed with trains and their schedules, and her knowledge is integral to defeating Dracula, and both Jonathan and Van Helsing are obsessed with how smart and cool she is

- Jonathan is so devoted to Mina he would fight God for her, and he has a big knife and his hair turns white in the middle of the story

- All the vampire-hunter cast are/become extremely close friends that frequently express their admiration for each other

I can honestly accept a lot of the plot being condensed or implied, to limit the number of locations or repetitive scenes so you don't end up with a 4 hour movie. However, I'm not a fan of the way so many of the film adaptations I've watched have condensed, reinvented, and/or switched around the names or relationships of the characters. It feels to me like a very different story when the characters and their dynamics together are changed so much, and the ending usually feels anticlimactic without the appropriate "we defeated the evil with the power of friendship" vibe.

[underratedandoverit]

drain me of every memory

1,4k words hangman page/swerve strickland

im sleep deprived to hell and back but i couldnt sleep before i wrote this as i was finally struck with a vision i had to follow through. i also did not proofread this very carefully oops i have never written either of these two before so if they have terrible voices im so sorry also if this completely fucking sucks dont tell me please let me live in my tired ignorance lmao other than that i hope you enjoy it!! if its worth anything i'd love to know tho ;;

@midnightpretenders0 @stormbornpirate

on ao3

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The night had absolutely not gone how he would have wanted. It was a very small comfort in Swerve’s mind that Hangman hadn’t managed to win either, that he was the one suffering the big loss in tonight's huge three-way match, but it clearly wasn’t enough to satisfy the need. The hunger he had to see the cowboy suffer even more, making him feel the pain of those opportunities he snatched away from Swerve with his little tricks.

It wasn’t difficult at all to seek him out later in the evening. They had all stayed around until the end of the main event, everyone wanted to give Sting that one big sendoff together, and Swerve had spied Hangman in the crowd among the rest of the roster in the building tonight, easily. To say that the man looked uneasy and disappointed was an understatement, no matter how much he tried to hide it beneath the mask of a celebration in the moment.

Even past the mass of people between them, Swerve could see that those eyes still weren’t quite right, as they hadn’t been for some time now.

He didn’t even bother to knock on the locker room door, thinking the worst that he could do was catch Hangman changing. It wasn’t like they hadn’t shared a locker room before, like he hadn’t seen almost everything this man had to offer, nothing that could faze him.

It wasn’t like they didn’t share an unspeakable bond created by a spur of a moment that they had to live with separately together with forever. A bond that was much more intimate than anything a naked eye could see.

A smirk tucked the corners of his lips as Swerve watched the confusion quickly take over the entire face of the blond, though the obvious anger quickly rose back on Hangman’s features. Maybe Swerve was able to see even a slight bit of embarrassment radiating from him, if he focused carefully enough.

“What the hell do you want?”

Swerve’s hands shot up, in both a defensive and calming manner, eyes never leaving Hangman and his obvious distress. “Calm down. I’m not here to wage more wars if that’s what you’re thinking.”

“Yeah?” Swerve watched silently as Hangman stood up from his chair, staring daggers at him. “Well I’m not done with you, or afraid to kick your ass if I have to!”

“And fail at that task again? I doubt it.”

His calm demeanor was clearly agitating Hangman further, but the joy Swerve took in just watching his struggle to keep his emotions in check and his words coherent was immeasurable. Just seeing the small visual cues of Hangman’s eyes wandering as he tried to collect himself, hands squeezing into fists and opening up again, the way he almost, just almost wanted to start pacing the small room to calm himself down.

It was all almost too much, too good to be true. Too good to be a real thing he was witnessing with his own eyes, let alone causing.

“Well,” Swerve chuckled quietly, his low voice softly rumbling off the empty walls of the room around them. His hands dropped down again, finding comfort in the pockets of his jacket. “At least I’m not the one who lost that match out there. I think that gives me room to speak.”

That was the right button to push clearly, as Hangman’s eyes shot towards him again, narrowing almost dangerously as he closed the gap between the two men with just a few quick strides, both hands grabbing the front of Swerve’s jacket. He didn’t even flinch, just watched with a smirk as Hangman shook him slightly, his eyes burning with clear anger and frustration.

“Listen here, you little shit!” He wasn’t even trying to control the level of his voice anymore, the frustrations of the entire night pouring over in one fell swoop, manifesting out with a string of incoherent curses and hands trying to wildly shake the other man, whether to intimidate him or bring him to his senses, Swerve wasn’t sure. All he knew was that neither of those ideal options was working.

All Swerve needed to do, was to lean just a tiny bit closer to his face, to freeze Hangman on his tracks, quieting down, the sudden realization of how close they were washing over him. His eyes fixated on Swerve, who quite honestly looked like he was anything but hating this whole ordeal that he had once again managed to cause. Hands on him, his jacket, holding, pulling him close.

His first reaction was to look away, but Hangman clearly wasn’t done with him yet as the hands remained in their place, he just needed to collect himself to figure out how to proceed from here. Seeing his opening though, Swerve didn’t give him much time to think, soon a hand reaching for Hangman’s face, almost forcefully gripping his jaw, turning him back forward.

A soft blush dusted over the blond’s features. Just as Swerve had thought he briefly saw.

“What’s the matter?” His voice was taunting, clearly trying to push it even further than things had already advanced to. “I thought you said you weren’t done with me yet, cowboy.”

Hangman clearly struggled for words, mouth opening and closing without anything going in or coming out of it. His hands still had a tight grip of Swerve’s jacket, keeping him close even if neither would have wanted that, almost as if he was aware that if he let go, the situation would likewise disappear, slip away from his grip.

Swerve could see Hangman’s eyes wandering on his face, glancing down to his lips as Swerve licked them, almost as if giving him visual clues. Giving him ideas he wasn’t sure if he was supposed to act on them, to chase them, to realize them.

Thankfully there were two of them in the situation, as Swerve quickly closed the gap, pressing their lips together. Hangman let out almost a surprised gasp at the sudden touch, but it didn’t take a lot of persuading to pull him deeper into the feeling that he wasn’t going to admit that he had longed to feel for a while now. The blond’s grip almost tightened on Swerve’s jacket, just holding him close, holding his breath as he felt the pair of soft lips against his,  first just as a peck, slowly going for something deeper, more meaningful.

As the curious tongue slipped into the mix to lick over his lips, any thoughts of resistance were officially gone from Hangman’s mind as he gave into the temptation, the soft, deep kiss of a cursed rival.

Hangman still held him close by the front of his jacket, afraid of letting go, of potentially wasting this opportunity.  Opportunity to do what exactly, that he wasn’t so sure about. Swerve’s hand slipped from his jaw, up along it to brush a coil of rogue hair behind Hangman’s ear, finally slipping up his neck into his hair. He balled a good amount of his coils, giving it a firm, almost commanding tuck.

Hangman could feel Swerve smiling against his lips as he moaned quietly.

And almost as fast as the moment had begun, it was already over. Swerve pulled away with ease, leaving Hangman breathing heavily and chasing after those lips he wanted back onto him, but all he got back was a chuckle. The hand slipped away from his hair, grabbing a hold of his hand, still somewhat gently ripping it off from his jacket.

Hangman almost jumped as Swerve leaned back closer, lips brushing against his ear. A hot breath sent shivers down his spine.

“Maybe next time,” Swerve whispered to him, clear amusement in his voice over the state he had managed to put the other man in, “You actually try if you want to go for the gold.”

Hangman didn’t get a word out of his mouth, just watched, still stunned over the events that had transpired as Swerve finally fully pulled away, ripping himself away from the blond’s grip. Hands finding their way back into his pockets like before, Swerve just turned on his heels, heading out of the locker room without another word, without getting any resistance back.

At least Swerve had the mental victory over knowing whose name was living rent free in Hangman’s mind for the rest of the night.

[elviraaxen]

im new here, so im sorry if this is a question youve answered before but tumblr's search bar failed me in finding this to be previous answered but.. uhmmm

c... can we make ocs/personas for Felt World? or would you rather we not or we hold off until further in?? bc i would love to make a puppet give our cowboy a smooch before he is, i assume bc he is a fucking catch and a half, taken off the market in canon lol i assume he wont still be single by the end. im a tad bit too embarrassed to ever post such drawings, but i wanted to know in case i ever did become brave enough to make them public if such you would be welcome to be tagged in or if that would make you feel uncomfortable

and also, for that purpose: as someone with disabilities, im really curious how disabilities are translated into Felt World? obviously not all of them, that'd take forever. but i was curious if they use mobility aids just like ours or if they use ones we could not have (an example of what i mean could be like "seal-chairs" in "Witch Hat Atelier"? they are chairs with hooves that run and jump, as opposed to wheels). and i know you said music is really powerful in this world, in both singing and instruments, but i wanted to also ask how in a world with so much focus on sound are the deaf/hard of hearing accomadated? deaf/HoH people can still play instruments, obviously (the most famous example being Beethoven), but i meant other than that

(also, if i recall accurately you once said that "the puppets have to speak to be considered sentient beings"? i was wondering if in the future could that be amended to "have to be able to communicate"? because i assume nonverbal puppets would still exist, as well as puppets who just dont speak much (whether thats a facet of deafness or nonspeaking shutdown or just a quiet personality). or would that break Felt World's world-building's logic in some way? that's a genuine question. i wasnt sure how to word it in a way that would minimize the risk of one being put on their back-foot, but i tried my best, it really is a genuine question)

(also, because i never like to assume fluency in disability-knowledge: if you need a resource on media portrayals of disability at any point, i highly recommend the youtuber, Oakwyrm. they do a lot of really cool analysis videos on disability. i do apologize if i am overstepping, and you are already largely fluent in disabled portrayals in media and/or already aware of Oakwyrm's existence. i just like to shout at least one resource out because i know many people have no idea where to look to learn more about general disability representation advice and whatnot. you do not have to watch their videos if you do not want to ♡)

also a bit of a tangent, idk if this is just a "for now" aspect of Donna due to her adjusting or if this is a core pillar of her personality but... just, thank you for making a feminine character who cries a lot and is emotional with Big Feelings. ive always felt more connected to the Dorthy Gales, Cinderellas, Clarisse de Cagliostros kind of heroines who are a bit of a "damsel in distress" (tho i do think that term reduces a lot of their agency and bravery) and i feel a bit lonely that we dont see many emotional-vitality-driven heroines who need some help as much as badass heroines or sassy heroines, both of whom are fully capable of getting shit sone alone. makes my cry-baby disabled ass feel a little pathetic (im very physically weak because of my chronic health issues, and am the type of Autistic ADHDer who is very sensitive to getting big feelings), even tho i know those types of heroines are valid and needed. i resonate a lot with AJR's lyric about "But I'm weak. And what's wrong with that?" even though i know im taking it out of context

and im sure Donna will prove herself capable of being on her own and having her own agency, same as all the heroines ive listed, i dont assume she will be stagnant, but i just wanted to really thank you for making a character that i relate to. i dont get that often. it makes me feel a bit abnormal and strange, and i mean moreso than the "well youre neurodivergent and sickly" kind of abnormal that would be implied. like. Weird Kid sitting alone at lunch kind of strange. so its really cool to see Donna and feel less lonely, is what im saying. i wish there were more heroines like her for people like me nowadays, rather than the archetype being reduced to "archiac stereotypes" (which i both do and dont understand the logic of. it depends on context and the example given) and therefore shelving a type of heroine we dont see in a lot of contemporary media (in exchange for a heroine we didnt get to see often (if at all) in past media, the sassy and badass ones, i do get it, and im glad theyre being used more as they should have always been. there are a select few of both camps that feel like "women have to be as stereotypically masculine as possible to be worthy of being called 'a strong character'" when i think strong characters have less to do with personality and more to do with "do they direct the narrative's plot? do they have agency?". but i could be wrong about that and i am getting off-topic)

but yeah. just. overall: thank you for introducing Donna to be like she is. it means a lot to me to see a heroine like her in contemporary media. im really excited to see what youll do next ♡ but yeah, i know im babbling a lot here and you dont need to reply to this half, i just really wanted to stress my thanks and WHY you have my thanks ♡♡♡ i really appreciate having Donna sit at my metaphorical lunch-table with me, even if she has to go sit somewhere else later. its been really nice to be beside her

thank you ♡

ps. i wasnt sure how to format this Ask because i know some people like to have each section have their own Ask for compartmentalizing/tag-organization reasons, but others like it all to be together so they know its all from one person as opposed to the anxiety of "ahh why did i get so many Asks all at once, did i do something wrong, do people hate me-- oh. its fine. i went through that rollercoaster for nothing. dear lord, am i drained now". so i tend to rather assume the latter, just in case; but do feel free to screenshot and section these out into their own posts if you are the former, i wont mind if youd rather do that ♡ have a nice day!!

Oh my goodness what a long message!!! 0.0!!

I had to take a few hours to think about everything to make sure I answered everything. But I should start off by showing my gratitude for the amount of time and effort you put into formulating this! So thank you, this was a really cool ask to receive <3

As for OCs, absolutely you can! I've already had a few who've made theirs, and I have no rules at all when it comes to shipping or self inserts or anything, as long as everyone is being respectful towards each other ^^

As for the disability aspect, I have a few key points that I want to explore in regards to especially deafness and muteness (is it called that? muteness?), but that's further along the story and will be introduced later! Also how song vs instruments work in this world is a part of the lore itself that'll be explained further down the line too, so no need to worry about our fellow mute or deaf/hoh peeps!

I have of course thought about mobility aids and other disability accommodations (because they can be born with defect, illnesses, and be injured pretty much like us, their bodies are a bit more fantastical but there are still rules) but i must admit didn't think further other than to give them similar mobility aids that we use. But clearly it would make more sense to make something more fantastical! I'll give it a thought! That's probably gonna be a fun design exercise ^^

I'm not sure if I can answer the entire ask in a way that does it justice, it's quite frankly the coolest message I've gotten, I'm gonna try and not let it get to my head (lol),

but i'm so glad you and seemingly many others seem to like Donna and appreciate her specifically for being sensitive and reacting strongly. It shouldn't be but it's really daunting to write female leads because as we know people just don't like women in media generally, but I eventually just got over it because I realized I was starting to write a character that demanded the audience cared and respected, rather than showing a story that I had fun telling, in a world worth exploring.

And not to spoil but I've already decided I do not want Donna to go through an arc where she's forced to abandon her emotions or go through something physically traumatic in order to "become tough" to be respected, that's not only overdone but lame and harmful wish fulfillment. So no worries in that department!

But anyways, I don't think I can properly say how appreciative I am of this ask!!! It really warms my heart that you and other people are going out of your way to send me asks about my little story that I came up with on a whim!!! It's truly the best compliment as a creator.

<3

[mycarhasasecret]

I had a thought last night, and I just HAD to see/read it-

Okay so, S/o is usually overly hyper and often talks up and expresses their opinion and thoughts honestly, and always asks questions when their confused (which is 60% of the time). Just them being innocent and friendly. But then they get yelled at by the bots/cons? They then become more invested in their phone, they would drown out everyone by listening to music and ignore the bots/cons. They only respond with hums/respond with short yes's or nos's, nodding and/shaking their heads during convos?

Bots: TFP and Bayverse Ratchet and Wheeljack/Que?

Cons: Bayverse The Last Knight Megatron?

I apologize if this is long... I might also ask for another variation but with different bots and cons-

Can do

Bayverse

Ratchet

-Ratchet, pragmatist he is, is not a particularly wordy fellow. He never really felt one way or the other about you filling the silence. It was simply a part of your personality. Neither seeing it as negative nor positive, he is of the opinion that the yelling was uncalled for.

-He notices your unusual reticence right away. He asks direct questions, not beating around the bush. Such is Ratchet’s nature. But he is sure to be kind about it. Also characteristic of Ratchet.

-He encourages you to open up again. One moment of social rejection and embarrassment is not worth the wallowing in self-pity you are doing now. Pick yourself up and make friends with someone more your speed. Bumblebee for instance.

Que

-He is the first to step in with a “hey now!” When he hears the shouting and berating. There’s just really no need for this kind of behavior. He’s disappointed in his comrades in arms. He excepted more acceptance among these ranks.

-he can see right away the light has drained from your eyes. His distress grows as he observes your behavior for the next day or so. You are obviously emotionally unwell.

-playful teases and careful encouragement coaxes your feelings out of you. He reminds you that it is okay to be chatty and loud and ask questions. Questions spur discussion, discovery, and invention!

Megatron

-Megatron does not suffer fools. They are silenced the first time. They are obliterated the second. He does not have the time nor the patience to be tolerant of pests who cannot remember their place in the pecking order.

-He is less than thrilled at this change in attitude. He liked when you were proud and unapologetic. He liked when you were outspoken and he always knew what you were thinking.

-Megatron is well known for his demand-making tendencies, and he demands to know why this change has come about. He cares not for having fewer combatants among his ranks. Consider them already disposed of.

TFP

Ratchet

-He admits he’s not the most patient of bots, but even he thinks the ridicule in this case was a bit much. Sometimes, you could stand to wait a few seconds for things to be full explained before asking questions, but overall you weren’t obnoxious. Really, there was no reason for it.

-Your new solitude was spark breaking. You were his little buddy, asking him all these questions and being excited. He was always ready to teach you, and was more than a little disappointed when you no longer wanted to learn.

-“You’re alright,” he tells you. “Walk it off.” He is excellent at dusting people off and setting them back on their feet. Really, a miracle worker in disguise with his motivational words. Anyone can buff out a scratch. It takes a real medic to deal with the emotional boo boos.

Wheeljack

-As someone who has been on the receiving end of ridicule bordering on mean-spiritedness from Team Prime, he knew they were bound to snap eventually. He steps in and reminds everyone that that’s not cool, and defends you like the gentleman cowboy he is.

-Things are quiet. Too quiet. The silence will not do. And if you don’t start making noise, he will. And we all no what happens when Wheeljack decides to make noise. This eerie quiet does not sit well with him.

-His approach to emotional healing is relatable stories from his time as a wrecker. He has embarrassing moments, moments of scorn, and every bad situation in between. No big deal. You’ll pull through.

[artists-ally]

2024 Book List!

Not that anyone will care about this but I wanted to do it and have fun!! Here is a list of the books I have read so far this year and some of my thoughts!

1. Catching Fire by Suzanne Collins

This was my favorite book of the Hunger Games trilogy. I haven’t read A Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes but I do have it. I started the Hunger Games to cope with the fact that I didn’t have the next book for Throne of Glass, but I still loved it I cant wait to watch the movies!!

2. Mockingjay by Suzanne Collins

I still to this day have no idea what this ending was and I didn’t like the book enough to try and figure it out. It was alright, didn’t love the ending, and Katiness honestly pissed me off.

3. Heartless by Elsie Silver

Oh my GOD I LOVE THIS BOOK. This is the second book in the Chestnut Springs Series (Flawless, Heartless, Powerless, Reckless, Hopeless) Cade is the standard I have for men now. He is him. I want a grumpy, mid thirties, cowboy to tell me everything’s gonna be okay. Cade and Willa are my lord and saviors.

4. Powerless by Elsie Silver

This is the third book in the Chestnut Springs Series (Flawless, Heartless, Powerless, Reckless, Hopeless) and it was some of the best character development I’ve ever read about. It was fanfuckingtastic. So good, so we’ll thought out and so god damn smutty. Jasper is so 🤭🤭🤭 with his 6’4 tattooed ass.

5. Reckless by Elsie Silver

Theo. Silva. Is. Him. Bullriders are hot. Convince me otherwise. You cannot. Again, some amazing fucking character development form the FMC (Winter Hamilton). I love love love this book. My heart was so happy in the end.

6. Credence by Penelope Douglas

What the actual fuck did I just read. So…. She goes to love with her dads step brother and his two sons in the remote mountains of Colorado. And they get snowed in for the winter. And she’s the only women around. For five months. I’m gonna let y’all figure out the rest. But it has good moments? I think? It was so weird and I’m mad at myself for thinking some of it was hot. It’s fiction, it’s not real. (I’m delusional).

7. Where Broken Wings Fly by J. Rose

This book was outstanding. Fantastic character development and a really good portrayal of PTSD. It’s about a mom and her daughter who escape an arrange, abusive marriage and flee from Mexico to a remote mountain Villingen in England. The cliffhanger at the end made me want to absolutely tear down my house brick for brick to find the answers but I supposed buying the second book will do. It was so good, super smutty, absolutely beautiful.

8. How Does It Feel? By Jeneane O’Riley

What. The. Fuck. WHAT THE FUCKING FUCK. I AM SO NOT OKAY????? Those last two chapters had some Fourth Wing level plot twists that I had no hope of predicting. I am in shambles rn. Absolutely distressed over this fucking god damn mother fucking book. It’s about a biologist who falls through a faerie portal, onto the crowded prince. They think she’s an assassin sent to kill him, and he puts her through a lot of torture to prove her innocence. NOTHING. AND. I. MEAN. NOTHING. will prepare you for this ending.

9. Hopeless by Elsie Silver

AMAZING. 11/10 Elsie silver kills it ever time. This story is about Beau and Bailey. Arranged fake marriage, enemies to friends to lovers. He’s a medically retired special ops military guy and she’s got the worst last name in town. So cute. So sweet. So spicy. Beau Eaton is the standard I have for men now. He’s everything I need. Love love LOVE

10). One Dark Window by Rachel Ginning

My favorite book of the year. Hands down. I cannot stress how much I LOVED. THIS. FUCKING. BOOK. The main character Elspyth has been infected as a child and now harbors raw, unfiltered magic. It is a crime to use magic without the use of the Providence Cards. There are twelve Cards and they all give you separate abilities (strength, speed, beauty, to control others minds, influence emotions and so on). She had the ability to absorb the magic from these cards and now has one of them living inside her head. She teams up with a band of rebels to reunite the Cards in the deck to lift a deadly mist from their town. It’s insanity. It’s so crazy good idk how NO ONE HAS SAID ANYTHING I HAVE NEVER ONCE SEEN THIS BOOK ON BOOKTOK OR IG AND ITS CONCERNING. easily the best world building I’ve ever read. I finished the book last night and the second one will be here today 😭😭

[milk-carton-whump]

I started working on this. I have another part to post but that's for later. Enjoy. Also idk how to tag this... there's nothing crazy lol.

Tags: @unicornscotty @cowboy-anon @sideblogformindtrash @just-a-whumping-racoon-with-wifi

CW: slight religious themes, emotional distress

Zurii's Dream Pt 1

He awoke with a start, the dream he'd just had was the most vivid yet. He felt the bed shift beside him, making him turn to see his … something wasn't right. He stared at the being who was sitting up in bed beside him, they were clearly familiar but it only left him puzzled.

"What's wrong, love?" Afriel asked as he stretched and nuzzled his mate. "Bad dream?"

Zurii just looked at him even more confused now. "Love?... Afriel… what's going on?"

"What do you mean?"

"I mean why are you here…?" Zurii asked perplexed.

"Love, I really don't have time for this… was it your dream silly? You're acting strange."

"I'm not… ugh. Nevermind. I… it was just a bad dream." Zurii agreed just so he could think it through more later.

Afriel smiled and gave him an affectionate kiss, helping his mate up out of bed so they could each get ready for the day. After the morning routine and some breakfast, Afriel gave Zurii another kiss before he was off.

The other angel waited for the door to close completely before darting off around the home to see if this was the dream… something was so so wrong and it was acting like a stubborn itch that refused to go away. His eyes scanned the walls, tables, frames… anything that would give him a clue about what was happening.

The home felt all wrong around him, things were in the wrong places, items were missing and instead different ones were in their place. He finally laid his eyes on picture frames hung on a wall. The photos inside them were wrong. Everything was wrong wrong wrong! The photos were only of him and Afriel. Where was his husband… his mate… his bond?

"Vana…?" He called out to the home, hopeful to get the response he desired.

None came.

"Vana?... Ravana??" He tried to call for him again as if to summon him to the very spot.

When still no response came to him he had another idea, his hands grasped at his own body, frantically searching until they met their target. He pulled his phone from his pocket and started scrolling, the images were all wrong. Where was his demon? His husband. The pictures were of Afriel and him again, it wasn't right. His contacts only had angels and his faux mate.

He was starting to get distressed now, where was the demon. Was this a strange and cruel joke? He didn't like it if it was. It wasn't funny at all.

As he tried to figure out what was happening, he look around again. There was a lack of a certain furry companion who often came to his side when he was distressed like this. He looked around more, there was also a lack of things for said cat companion.

"Dusty? Dusty come out?? Please. Dusty??" He called, no familiar trill of meows greeted him, his heart only sank further.

His brain began planning a way to figure this all out, everything around him felt horribly different, nothing was right. The only plan that came to his mind was a barely thought through idea. Find Ravana. That was all he had to do, then things would be right.

The only remnants of his presence in the living room was a small puff of feathers gently floating to the floor. The trip to the Abyss was a quick enough one. Now that hard part began as he was faced with the King. He bowed his head immediately, not daring to meet his eyes when he arrived.

The King looked up from his desk and raised an eyebrow, this was something he hadn't seen in awhile. An angel, it made his skin crawl at being near it.

"What are you here for? Lost perhaps?"

"No my King, I'm not lost. I'm looking for a demon…Ravana."

[aristi-achaion]

[20 Question Fic Writer Tag]

tagged by @johaerys-writes hehe ❤️

How many works do you have on AO3? 35!

What is your AO3 word count? 321,184 (that's nearly a book)

What fandoms do you write for? Right now, primarily for Patrochilles (TSOA/Hades game/classic lit), but I've also written for a bandom I'm in :)

What are your top five fics by kudos? Chronos, The First Time Ever I Saw Your Face, I Can't Believe I've Met You, I'm So Blessed You're Mine, and A Welcome Threatening Stir!

Do you respond to comments? Why or why not? Yesss absolutely! I try to respond to every comment, even if it's from an older fic. I love hearing what people have to say, and seeing that they enjoyed the story is what makes me keep writing haha

What's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? This is easy because I don't think I've ever written something angstier than I Know I Always Said That I Could Never Hurt You, it's the only fic I've ever tagged "hurt no comfort"

What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? Another easy one, Chronos!! I was only too happy to give them everything they deserved and more by the end of this fic, they'd been through too much haha

Do you get hate on fics? I don't think I've ever gotten *true* hate, mostly just people yelling at me because I've made Achilles suffer haha but I like strong emotions, it means i'm going my job correctly!

Do you write smut? If so, what kind? Yes, always. It's mostly pretty vanilla stuff, but I experimented with writing some kinkier stuff with Cuffed.

Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written? I've never written one!

Have you ever had a fic stolen? No, but there was one time where someone posted my fics on a different website without permission. They gave me credit, but I believe the site was taken down or at least the fics were deleted (some kind of bootleg ao3??)

Have you ever had a fic translated? Yes! I've had a fic translated into Spanish, and I've been asked if someone could translate different fics into Russian and another language :)

Have you ever cowritten a fic before? Yes, I haven't in a long time but I had a really fun time cowriting! I wrote the Rocket Man series with an incredible author :) It's fun to bounce ideas off another person and see how your writing styles merge and evolve together!

What's your all-time favourite ship? Favorite ship to write about is definitely Patrochilles, but I've been reading a ton of Firstprince lately, they're like a comfort ship for me haha

What's a WIP you'd like to finish but doubt you ever will? I started writing a cowboy au back when I finished school, wrote a couple thousand words for it and then just dropped it. I want to finish it though!!! I just don't know when I'll get to it, and I don't live in the country anymore so I don't have a lot of inspiration lol

What are your writing strengths? Probably writing intense emotions, and having my characters go through some truly distressing moments. I'm a cancer so I like to pride myself on being in touch with my emotions lol

What are your writing weaknesses? Description, and the fact that I struggle with getting a story started. Part of me always wants to pull an Ernest hemingway and just describe the scenery for a couple hundred words before I do anything, and I don't know what to do to fix that lol

Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic? I like adding it if I'm comfortable with the other language or have a person who speaks the language to consult with. I think it's great when you want to emphasize the place/culture the characters come from, but when the translations aren't right there it can become a little tedious lol

First fandom you wrote for? Bandom fics, I don't want to say it but it literally might be McLennon 🥲

Favourite fic you've ever written? Honestly... This is tough. Because Chronos is definitely my most popular fic and I'm very proud of it. But there's also a few that I had so much fun writing, like This Side of Paradise, that almost felt inspired when I was writing it. That one is definitely the most sickeningly romantic fic I've ever written, another I'm very proud of. I also actually really love I Know I Always Said That I Could Never Hurt You, because I was able to incorporate a lot of actual text from the Iliad into it, and I think I did a really good job!!

This was so fun!!!!! Thank you Jo ❤️

[fraddit]

13, 34, and/or 69 for the ask meme!

13. Least favorite story line? Probably the Jeffery Hudson arc at the start of s5. I've skipped it on basically every rewatch. He's just really gross, and it's some of the worst copaganda the show has ever done as well, so it's just gross on too many levels to endure.

34. Most badass moment? This is so hard, since the point of the show is basically badass moments, but I guess I gotta go with either Buck saving all those people in the tsunami or Eddie saving Terry in May Day. I always think it's more impressive when they have to do their cool shit unexpectedly and need to improvise.

Honorable mention to Buck and Eddie on top of the truck, saving the parachute guy. That's the sort of badass cowboy team-up I've missed for basically the last two seasons.

69. (nice) What kind of episode would you kill to have happen? God… so many… A bottle episode where they get zero calls and spend the whole episode in the station trying to stave off boredom in increasingly hilarious ways but also have lots of deep conversations.

Bobby and Athena's cruise gets taken hostage by pirates and they do a sexy, middle-aged, battle-couple Die Hard together and save the day.

I long to see Eddie use his fighting powers to save someone. Like, idk, he stops an armed robbery at at convenience store or intervenes during an attack or something. Eddie could also do a Die Hard, and I'd expire from happiness. The guy's skill set puts him one costume change away from being a low level super hero. I want to see it in action. Bonus points if Buck's the damsel in distress, lol.

Also, anything to force the will back into focus. Buck and Eddie both in danger and one of them needs to make it out and Buck's the best candidate in whatever catastrophe they're in, so he has to leave Eddie behind. Emotional devastation ensues.

(also an episode where Buck and Eddie make out, obviously, lol)

[gaffney]

top 5 mighty duck quotes/moments!

i'm gonna do quotes! honestly, i have a lot of favorites so i'll go with the ones that just popped up in my head first.

"a quarter of an inch the other way, and you would've missed completely." maybe it's a weird favorite to have but i just really love charlie's outlook on bombay's flop being "well, it could always be worse" because he is so right. i love a kid who tries to look on the bright side of life, especially when his life ain't exactly roses and daisies.

"sure is, cowboy!" i quote this daily. i can't even tell you why. maybe it's the smugness jesse says it with, right before dwayne wipes the floor with him. like damn, kid, you really thought. the way i cackle like a witch every time.

"you're not a has-been. you're a never was." lane smith's delivery of this line is *chef's kiss*. like damn, he went there, huh.

"whAt DID YOu dO?!" "mY JoB!" you are literally eleven years old. larson and mcgill, my emotional distress kids.

("you're a jock, aren't you?") "yeah, i play hockey! in fact, i'm the captain of the new j.v. team." i just.. a pretty girl is asking you to sign a petition to change the demeaning warrior name, and the first thing you do is try to justify it and then you BRAG that you're a part of the problem? oh, boy. i love charlie so much 😭😭 his stupid proud smile gets me every time.