#mod scruffy talks

[positive-total-drama-takez]

Hiiii friend......... Zee and Dawn are furries and helped make eachothers fursuits to me and they're friends......

(from Markus💜)

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[filth-burps-writing]

Dating as a secret man

Lily got home from their date. An ever immaculate queen always in heavy makeup and heels. Their newest boyfriend Evan was an absolute gentleman. As they closed their bedroom door and his car left the driveway they thought about their magical night. But amongst the feelings of being in love and pampered were feelings of shame, disgust, fatigue and fear. Because Lily wasn’t real. The guy who pretended to be them, was starting become frustrated.

The first thing Will did was fart. Evan fed him like a prize pig and his dress was incredibly tight. He pulled off said dress and pointed up his head as he replaced the lacy bra with a binder. Wills sweatiest hoodie and shorts combo was calling his name. Three things always helped him take his mind off things; getting drunk, getting high and playing video games. He popped a gummy and cracked open a beer as he logged in. Apparently they adding a new player to the team named Ev07. The team was mostly queer people so he hoped that this wasn’t just another meathead who looked at their stats. As he settled into his stained gaming chair Will belched repeatedly.

The team all warmly greeted each other and talked strategy until Ev07 logged on. He had a pretty average avatar with no visible mods and his stats weren’t great. As he introduced himself to the team he let out a loud belch making the whole team laugh. “ Hey maybe you should have a burping contest with Will later that was almost as gnarly as one of his” “Hey Will dude, if you can even match my burping volume I buy you a health pack ok”. Will felt his competitive side bubble up but he also got Deja vu. Where had he heard that voice before?

Evan woke up in a cold sweat. It was admittedly a little stressful dating a woman while having a crush on a guy. He’d been playing on the team for two months and playing solo with WhereTheresAWill for six weeks. He sat through stiff dinners with Lily, who was classy and beautiful then sped home to run through game scenarios and have burping contests with Will who … wasn’t. The day Will sent a blurry pic in a hoodie and shorts was his best in a while. He looked at his phone and saw his notifications.

Gamehub WhereTheresAWill sent you 500 credits!

Daterz Evan your so sweet

Daterz It’s Lily! Let’s talk on chatline

Chatline Lily sent you a video request

Chatline Lily sent you a message

Chatline Lily sent you a message

He felt guilty but he was a gentleman and knew the right thing to do. He put on a clean t-shirt and sat up in bed then accepted Lily’s video request.

“Hi Lily sorry I look a bit scruffy I was sleeping. Why are you up it’s the middle of the night?”

“ I was at work and I got kept late to keep a guy company on his birthday.”

Lily was a home health aid and super passionate about her work.

“ Anyway I know you usually wake up at this time with your night stuff and I’m gonna be sleeping all day so I figured we could talk now instead of going on that date.”

“Aww that’s kinda sweet. I didn’t make a reservation this time so it should be alright.”

“You know me. Anyway.”

They engaged in stiff formal chatting for hours. Evan had just never clicked with Lily but he didn’t break up with her because it kinda felt … wrong. She was conventionally attractive, sweet, kind even fun sometimes. But he never really felt anything for her. The whole time he was thinking about Will and the 500 credits. Will and his easy laughter filling the audio chat. Will who got him to upgrade his avatar. Will and how gross habits mysteriously stirred him in the crotch. But he was straight and being attracted to burping was just too weird.

Later that day he was talking to Will of all people while practicing his triple shots.

“Hey Evan you all there?”

“ Can I ask you for some dating advice?”

“Dude I’m a massive *burp* nerd. The only hookups I get are at comic con.”

“Will no. I don’t have the patience for your self deprecation today.”

“Alright try me.”

“I’m dating this girl but I don’t … like her. She’s everything I want in a girl but I feel nothing when we’re around each other. What should I do.”

“ Wait is this the girl you bought a Persephone necklace for?”

“ I like spoiling women. Even if I don’t nessesarily have super strong feelings for them.”

“ You gotta cut her off before she gets the wrong idea. She might think that your generosity means you wanna go long term. She might be expecting commitment while you’re stringing her along.”

“Woah that’s really wise. Thanks bro. Why did you send me 500 credits?”

“I was returning the credits you sent me I’m not one of your girlfriends.”

“That was for your birthday!”

“And?”

“You’re a dick.”

“Aww are you not gonna come to my sleepover party.”

“ No i’m having one at your dad’s.”

They continued like that all day. With Will it was easy. They joked around constantly and went with each other’s bits.

Will breathed a huge sigh of relief. Keeping his cover as a lady was difficult. His pink collar job was doing a lot of heavy lifting. But resisting the urge to belch after the meals Evan gave him or sass him on a date the way he did in chat was get harder and harder. It seemed like Evan was purposely testing him. He knew it wasn’t true because of the Persephone necklace glittering in the tub of femme items he kept in the bottom of his closet. Fuck he was generous. And handsome. even his new avatar in the game was hot. Will thought about what it would be like if he could date Evan as himself, as Will. He thought about trips to the arcade, cuddling together in his unmade bed, Evan kissing him…

Now Will was even crustier than usual. He’d been masturbating for hours just thinking up scenarios about Evan. He got up to look at himself. He had been wearing the same black hoodie and shorts without washing them for a month. His hair was an ocean of grease with messily dyed waves cascading across his forehead. His now fat belly stuck out the bottom of his hoodie after weeks of Evan’s clueless ministrations. The weight gain kinda made him look… manlier. He reached up and uncovered his belly. He squished the hair covered flesh between his fingers. It certainly added something to his appearance. He farted and felt himself squirming. He was attracted to himself! He stared into mirror enraptured. This was the first time he’d actually felt sexy. Suddenly he heard a familiar voice yell out “babe I let myself in we need to talk I’m coming upstairs”. He didn’t have time to change. He was gonna have to tell him.

They stared at each other. And stared at each other. Then Will broke the silence. “ *sigh* look I’m a trans dude it’s super hard to date, plus I don’t exactly look traditionally sexy as myself. So I go on dates as my old self, as Lily. I lied to you and you can get as mad you want just don’t leave the team. We really need your averages for the competition next week.” Evan was just sat there with a furrowed brow. “ If it helps I do have feelings for you. You’re a genuinely sweet person and very handsome.” Evan looked at Will like he was trying to assess him. “ I’m sorry I lied.” Evan stood up and looked at his face. Will thought for a second he was about to get punched. But then Evan kissed him. He leaned into the kiss. Evan pushed him against the bed. “ oh fuck Will! I had a crush on you for months while I was dating … you. I was so scared but now” Evan let out a huge belch in Will’s face “ I don’t have to worry about it”. He pressed a kiss on Wills forehead. Will grinned and burped himself which turned to the boys pressing burps against each other’s necks.

[telekinetictrait]

"Right now, I hold on to myself, sometimes literally. I hold on to my sides, my arms, my stubborn ankles, because in this house of nostalgia and fear, of time warps and trivia, I'm the only one I know about for sure." (Memory Mambo – Achy Obejas, 1996)

i'm running out of things to say, in all honesty. there's only so many times i can say that a decade is focusing on comfort before i get super repetitive. but, anyway, the nineties! baggy sweaters and pants, spaghetti straps, tank tops – etc, etc. oh. preppy sweater vests also. umm. plaid pants. sneakers. docs. grunge, specifically seattle grunge. riot grrl. pop country. r&b. hip-hop. the fresh prince of bel air. clueless. ten things i hate about you (one of my favorite movies ever). dave grohl <3. super baggy clothes. chokers! friends! rent! i'm just listing things from the 90s! i have no idea what to talk about!

also, this decade is modeled by a draft of my current simself <3 previous looks that were based on myself were just, like, brunette and slightly not skinny. but here's a draft of my simself in all my acne-scarred, hairy, stretch-marked, eye-bagged, physically disabled glory!

1800’s / 1900-1909 / 1910-1919 / 1920-1929 / 1930-1939 / 1940-1949 / 1950-1959 / 1960-1969 / 1970-1979 / 1980-1989

cc links under the cut!

see my resources page for genetics AND ALSO seaslugsims' acne redux / ohwiepowie's just a little bruised bruised knees / teabaker's joint tape / bellassims' crutches

uallach : syaovu's exia hair v3 (left pony + bangs) / base game necklace / jellymoo's nami shirt / r0ach3z’s emo kid gloves / definitely not grunge revival shorts / base game shoes

udelia : cazmari-mods' nora hair / zeussim's renaissance choker v2 / pixelette-cc's rosemary outfit / sondescent's babydoll shoes with socks

ufrasie : pigeonhome's scruffy hair / jellymoo's vintage headphones / definitely not grunge revival shirt + jeans + shoes

uliana : imvikai's dina hair with bangs / base game earrings / kamiiri's victoria sweater / greenllamas' scizzorhand skirt / aveirasims' slyd charlene heels recolor

uma : okruee's rin hair / uxji's wolf lipsticks / definitely not grunge revival necklaces / sforzcc's thistle dress / trillyke's blake socks / sondescent's leaf crusher shoes

undine : jellymoo's rowan hair + bandana / base game necklace / jellymoo's yasmin dress / sondescent's babydoll shoes with socks

ursella : oakiyo's coraline hair / ice-creamforbreakfast's mcmoo earrings / dyoreos' jelly choker / base game tank / kimoanasims' wave jeans / definitely not grunge revival shoes

ustyna : softpine's rubber ducky hair / get together top + cherryacets4's tie recolor / dyoreos' drifted shorts / jellymoo's sikk high tops

utilia : subtles4stubble's revamped bombshell hair / base game aviators / zeussim's judy sweater / clumsyalienn's sally trousers / greenllama's off duty platform docs

uvie : simmister's maxified franzi hair / base game necklace / sondescent's plaid top / sondescent's peekaboo cargo / sondescent's sim stomper shoes

thank you to @seaslugsims @teabaker @bellassims @syaovu @jellymoo @mossylane (mossylane uploading the grunge revival kit... you have saved my life.) @cazmari-mods @zeussim @pixelette-cc @sondescent @pigeonhome @imvikai @kamiiri @greenllamas @aveirasims @okruee @uxji @trillyke @oakiyo @ice-creamforbreakfast @dyoreos @kimoanasims @softpine @cherryacets4 @subtles4stubble @clumsyalienn and @simmister !!!

[annetiltheend]

Just started a playthrough with Val Serano mostly blind. As in, barely read the mod description and didn't even look at the photos too much. Literally just saw the words "Companion Mod" and went hey nice, installed and quickly looked at how to recruit him.

So I went out, met this scruffy looking guy right? Really neat recruitment quest.

Then we went back and so I quickly turned to my new companion to continue the recruitment and uh...

Help? I can't focus on anything he's saying because everytime I talk to him it's just yeah whatever you say beautiful

In all seriousness, I've only played with him in my game for like two hours and it's been pretty great so far. Love the voice work, he has some comments on the first few vanilla quests I've done and the personal quest of his that we're doing right now is really interesting. Really excited to play more of the game with him

[colonel-v-palmer]

Access granted, welcome [USER]

“Heya love, this is Venus, it’s good to finally get back on tumblr! Christ i remember bein’ a kid on here-“

✦ Basic Oc info:

Name: Vega Palmer

Callsign: Venus

Rank: Colonel

Job/role: Sniper / Scout sniper

Nickname: Vee

Age: 37

Height: 6’3

Birthplace: London, England

Gender/pronouns: Trans male, He/Him,

Orientation: Gay and ambiamarous

Personality: intimidating, observant, perceptive, confident, easygoing, flirty, cocky, snarky, witty, charismatic,

Pinterest board

Voice claim

[Venus’ Personnel File]

Venus lore document(redacted version)

✦ Blog info:

I would like to keep this blog to be strictly 16+ with little NSFW. I have pretty bad anxiety, and receiving incredibly suggestive asks will most likely make that spike and I don’t want to stress over my blog, this is for fun! Feel free to do silly flirting with Venus, but anything i deem too far will get deleted or blocked based on severity.

i would prefer if minors did not interact, this blog may have sensitive topics discussed. or at the very least they do not interact with posts discussing said topics.

Mod is a basic white boy, and I don’t really know a lot about military and similar stuff, so i might get things wrong! I also haven’t played a lot of call of duty(i watch those no commentary playthroughs though, so i have a basic knowledge on some of the games)

This blog is open to shipping! Feel free to come up with some silly ship stuff for my boy!!

Mod uses he/him pronouns, and you can refer to me as Stag!!

Mod follows from @transfrogwithcoolsocks

Mod has insane social anxiety so i apologise if i come off as awkward or rude (i’m just a little guy)

Mod has the worst memory known to mankind, so if i send multiple asks it is because i forgot that i already sent one(i am sorrgy)

Any photos i use in posts will be found on Pinterest.

My other RP blogs are: @canineriot-fenrir @meet-the-trapper-tf2 @redhead-string-shredder @crutches-n-stitches @ultimate-exorcist-chyrche @darling-idol-hoshiko @dutch-bunny-rabbit @stupid-fishbait-moray @aussie-menace-dingo @kerosene-n-gasoline @lt-morse @hurricane-tsunemasu @sgt-smiler

✦ Tags:

#Venus posting - Venus post

#Stargazing - Venus reblogs

#Need something love? - Answering asks

#Venus’ little activities - Rp starters

#Mission status - Rp tag

#venus lore - lore tag

#SpookyPlanet - Venus and Ghost <3

#venus’ silly music collection - music tag

#Stag posting - mod posts

#Stag found this - mod reblogs

#Stag answers - mod asks

#Stags silly scribbles - Mod art / writings

#Stags little lore drops - Oc lore

#Stags spice tag - nsfw tag

Any sensitive topics will be tagged accordingly

✦ Rp info:

Rp will look like this:

[Venus gives (name) a wide grin and a nod, clearly on board with the mission proposal.]

“Talking will be like this”

Venus calls everyone love, and will absolutely tease anyone who gets even mildly flustered or embarrassed by it. You have been warned.

Venus prefers to be referred to with his callsign or last name, colonel makes him feel old.

✦ Physical description of Venus:

Venus is 6’3 and has an athletic and feminine physique, being more bottom heavy with muscular thighs and legs and wide hips with prominent hip dips. His arms and shoulders are toned and muscular, but fairly slim compared to other parts of him.

His hair jet black, cut to a buzzcut, slightly grown out and scruffy. His hair is naturally black, and was previously dyed dark red.

Scars/tattoos/piercings: Venus has multiple tattoos across his body, mostly on his arms, thighs and hips. He has large ear gauges and multiple ear piercings, and a few lip and nose piercings, including a stretched septum. Venus has a thick scar around the base of his neck, which he refuses to speak about, often covering it with a choker or throat mic. Venus has some scars across his body (bullets, general wear and tear), and some SH on his inner forearms, which are mostly healed.

His face is angular and feminine, with a sharp jaw wide and almond / upturned shaped rusty orange / brown eyes. He wears heavy makeup when not on deployment, usually a lot of dark eyeshadow and mascara, and on occasion black lipstick.

Clothes on base: Venus’ On base clothes consist of a black tank top, black low rise skinny jeans with a studded belt, platformed combat boots, fingerless gloves, silver jewellery and rings. He wears a black leather jacket or hoodie for colder weather, and black cargo shorts in warmer weather.

“Civvie” clothes: He normally dresses more nice when not on base, and in a trad goth style (yass king). Usually a black flared sleeve top with either a leather miniskirt or flared jeans and a corset, with multiple belts, silver jewellery (specifically some rosarys and an ankh pendant), ripped fishnet tights, lace stockings and platform boots, and a black trench coat over it all.

✦ Interact list:

Please do interact:

Call of duty/141 Rp blogs

Rp blogs in general

Anons

Call of duty/141 ocs

Other ocs(from any fandom!)

Nice people

Do not interact:

Basic DNI

Pedophiles

Transphobes/homophobes

Racists

Creeps

[differenteagletragedy]

You can’t fix Shane! It’s good that he gets better, but the man needs therapy. Lots of it.

Leah, Elliott, and Sebastian are the best marriage candidates.

(Let’s be real, everyone marries Leah because they can’t marry Robin.)

How much are you enjoying the game so far?? Are you playing with mods?? Have you played through summer yet?

He needs OODLES AND OODLES OF THERAPY! I love that you can't fix him, you just help him realize that he needs to fix himself <3

Tbh I started playing because I kept seeing Sebastian art here, then I met Shane and he was a scruffy little jerk and it was OVER. I do want to do Elliot sometime though, based solely on a time when I talked to him and he said something like "Oh dear, I seem to have a baby crab in my pocket," like tell me everything, you silly, beautiful man.

(Every time I see Robin I weep when I remember that she's already married)

BUT VERY VERY MUCH! No mods, I'm in the middle of my first winter right now! And I just did the 10 heart event with Shane!

[total-drama-takes-takes-2]

ttwt episode 1 - part 1

Chris McLean, fresh out of court and looking as spiff and spin as ever, stands on the tarmac of an airport landing strip somewhere in Toronto, Canada. His smile is bright and confident, and his eyes are shimmering with sadistic glee as he giggles to himself. 

“Season three of Total Takes, folks! From sea to shining sea, from forest to plain, from here to Machu Picchu and back, this is Total Takes: World Tour! Seventeen teens you know and love will be competing right here, right now, ALL around the world for another million dollars!"

A large, shiny bus pulls up behind him and the doors slide open with a low hiss. 

“Let’s meet our contestants, shall we?” Chris beams. “Here with us today is Courtney, Scruffy, Ass, Julia, Bonnie…”

The first four teens breeze out of the bus with ease. Courtney waves merrily, while Scruffy gargles something from a Thermos, and Julia and Ass elbow each other when the other gets too close. Bonnie looks less than enthused- even less so than usual. 

“Missing Caesar?” Courtney asks, adjusting the straps on their pack. 

Bonnie shrugs. “A little. Stupid contracts,”

“Staci, Austin, Max, and… Patrick!”

Patrick makes a point to shove Chris a little on his way out. The host scoffs as a crew of makeup and hair assistants rush to fix his flyaways. 

“This season’s gonna be right groovy, isn’t it?” Austin says, wrapping an arm around Staci and beaming. 

Max doesn’t look at him. “Don’t talk to me,”

“And returning favorites, Mal, Kelly, and Frollo!”

The latter slinks out of the bus with his nose buried in his Bible, looking around suspiciously before being barreled out of the way. 

“Watch out below!” Joner and Sha-Mod yell, jumping onto the pavement and trampling Frollo before running off to join the others. 

Julia gives the two an odd, disgruntled look. “I don’t remember seeing you on the carpet,”

“You must’ve mistaken us for each other. We’re wearing matching outfits,” Joner says proudly. 

Julia blinks, then rolls her eyes. 

“Also returning this season- Michela!”

Michela stumbles out of the bus, several bags on her arms. “Was it really necessary I carry all the luggage?”

“Less talky, more carry, She-Hulk!” Ass yells, then chuckles at their own joke. Courtney rolls their eyes. 

“Here, let me help you with that!” a voice from within the bus says. Albert jogs out and takes some of the bags from Michela, who smiles. “Thank you,”

“And without further ado, here’s our brand new cast member- Albert!” Chris beams, then squints. “The guy who got me arrested.”

Albert laughs nervously. “Water under the bridge?”

“Hey, don’t forget about me!” a weak voice from within the bus squeaks. Phillip, dressed eerily similar to Alejandro from the original World Tour, walks out. “Woke media trying to silence me…”

“Oh, yeah. And here’s Phillip,” Chris sighs. The sound of scraping metal pulls everyone’s attention behind them, and a massive, hulking plane rolls up on the tarmac. 

“Great. This is how I die,” Ass crosses their arms. 

“Why don’t you complain a little louder, they can’t hear you in Winnipeg,” Courtney grumbles. 

Mal steps up to Courtney and whispers in their ear. “I know, such a drag, right?”

They jump. “Jesus, where did you come from?”

Frollo appears out of thin air on Courtney’s other side. “Did someone say Jesus?”

Julia, standing next to Scruffy with her hands on her hips, turns to them. “Don’t you have anything to say?”

Scruffy shakes their head and taps their throat. Julia sighs and walks off. 

“Are you sure this is… uh, safe to fly on?” Kelly asks. “No judgment, but…”

“Full judgment, but I don’t think that’s going to be capable of lifting off,” Max cuts in. “Or landing.”

The contestants look between each other nervously. Chris chuckles. “Hey, I’m flying in it too. You guys have nothing to worry about!”

“Fine,” Ass sighs, slinging their pack over their shoulder. “Let’s get this over with.”

---

“As some of you might’ve guessed-” Chris looks at Scruffy. “This season is, in fact, a musical one! However, due to budget restraints and copyright laws and blah blah blah, we only had the moola to recycle the songs from the original TDWT. It’ll be your job to adjust the lyrics accordingly.”

Scruffy jumps up and down and claps their hands. 

---

SCRUFFY: “Ahem. Saving my voice. I’ve been looking forward to this for years! Singing classes since I was ten!”

---

Michela raises an eyebrow. “You can’t honestly expect us to know all that,”

“Oh, but I am,” Chris chuckles. “I’m sure your castmates will give you a hand where they need to. Oh, and- if you don’t sing, you’re automatically eliminated!”

The cast gasps, much to the host’s amusement. “And while you’re here, I might as well explain the perks and the pains. Losing teams will sleep here- in economy. Winners will get first class, though- so you might wanna bring your A-Game,” he grins. “We also have two confessionals, a cargo hold, and a galley- and an elimination hall. Got it? Got it, good.” he says, ignoring the sea of raised hands. 

“This is a nightmare,” Max grumbles, seated next to Michela in the galley. 

The jingling chime of a bell catches everyone’s attention. Scruffy squeals. “It’s song time!”

“That’s right! Whenever you hear the sound of that little bell, it’s musical number time!” Chris grins. “So get to it! We’re taking off!”

Chris disappears behind a large metal door, leaving a host of confused teens behind. Ass rolls their eyes. “Any volunteers?”

Scruffy stands, but before they can get a note in, Courtney rises from their seat in the galley. “Up!”

Kelly joins them. “Up!”

Staci jumps up next, grabbing Kelly’s hand and raising their arms to the ceiling. “Up! Up!”

Sha-Mod and Joner jump in right after. “Sing, sing, sing, sing!”

“We’re flying,” Max grumbles. Austin butts in seconds later. “And singing, baby!”

“We’re flying and we’re singing!” Sha-Mod and Joner pick up, joined by Albert. 

Julia walks across the galley, half-heartedly gesturing around. “Come fly with us,”

Scruffy tries to join in but is barrelled over by Patrick, who sings in a loud, soprano voice. “Come fight with us!”

Bonnie chokes out a half-hearted spoken-word mumble. “I think this stupid plane is about to combust,”

“This is miserable,” Michela sulks. “Come fly with us,”

Mal jumps into frame, shoving her out of the way and beaming. “COME FLY WITH US!”

Frollo holds up a finger. “In the Lord we find salvation, love, and trust,”

Mal and Michela stare at him. 

“This is the best, our noise is so groovy!” Austin shouts, pulling Phillip and Ass into a hug with either arm. 

Ass shoves him off. “You better watch it before I end up in juvie!” 

“Yeah, like guys, isn’t singing kind of gay?” Phillip adds. 

Patrick shakes his fist. “Call me that again and I’ll mess up your face!”

Courtney butts in, pushing the two apart. “Come fly with us! Don’t die with us!”

The plane suddenly lurches to the left, sending everyone flying. Austin flies around the galley like a piece of paper in the wind, shrieking. “Baby, who’s flying this groovy aeroplane!” Bonnie groans and gets up, massaging their temples. “You guys are giving me a migraine!”

“Come fly with us, come sing with us!” Courtney, Kelly, and Staci sing to Ass and Phillip. 

“NO!” the latter two insist. 

Chris ducks out of the cockpit and holds up a thick stack of paper. “Remember, no singing means no winning! Every contestant must SING!”

Courtney elbows Ass’ ribcage. “Let’s hear it! Just one thing!”

Patrick holds up a fist to Phillip again. “You better not cost me a win!”

Phillip sighs. “Well, I don’t want to go home- fine! But for the record, I’m not gay,” he takes a deep breath. “Come fly with us! Come fly with us! Come, and fly, with us!”

Ass palms their forehead and stands. “I hate all of youuuuu!”

Scruffy runs into scene, panting. “Did I miss it? Patrick knocked me out,”

The teens look between each other and Courtney offers them a pat of condolence on their shoulder as they pout. “Aw…”

---

SCRUFFY: “I’m not too worried about getting eliminated- I mean, half the cast of TDWT didn’t sing and they made it out just fine! I’m just bummed I missed the opening number…”

---

“Buckle up, fruitcakes!” Chef’s voice rings over the PA system. “We are now beginning our descent into Mexico.”

The teens ooh and ah as they take their seats, buckling themselves in as the plane begins to descend. 

“Mexico is like, so exotic,” Staci says. “I hope I get to work on my tan- I’ve been doing a lot of indoors-y studying for college.”

“I hope we get to eat,” Michela says. 

The entirety of economy class nods and murmurs in agreement, and then falls silent. Albert fidgets with the zipper on his windbreaker while the hum of the engines gently vibrates the cabin. 

Julia is leaning against the rough metal walls, grumbling to herself while watching Patrick glare at Scruffy. 

---

JULIA: “Things have been pretty awkward with Scruffy lately. I mean, they got worse after Patrick and I… whatever. I figured that things would go back to normal when we broke up but there’s still this wall between us! It’s driving me insane,”

---

Julia sighs and turns to her right, ignoring the scuffle on the other side of her. She watches Albert play with his zipper, squinting. “Hey, I know you,”

He looks up. “Hm?”

“You’re that guy. The investigator person,” Julia crosses her arms and then points. “You got McLean arrested.”

“Oh, yeah. Guess I did,” he says, looking around. 

“I hope you’re taking notes for next time, cause I’d have preferred it if you kept him in jail,” Ass shouts. 

“Hey, that was the court. Blame the legal system, not me,” Albert shrugs. “I did my part.”

“Did you?” 

He seems to shrink into himself, avoiding eye contact. 

---

Albert sits in the confessional for a few moments, tapping the camera and looking confused before he blinks. 

ALBERT: “Wait, this thing is always on? Great. Well,” he sighs. “...I guess all I have to say is that... I did really try. All that research, all that legal evidence- and it all meant nothing!”

---

Julia rolls her eyes and leans back, ignoring Ass tearing into Albert. The blonde crosses her arms as her eyes drift across the cabin before meeting Scruffy’s, and she quickly turns away. 

“T-Minus two minutes to landing!” Chef’s voice bellows over the speakers. “Brace yourselves!”

The teens duck and cover, tightening their seatbelts and covering their heads as the plane shakes and bumps, screeching down the tarmac. 

When it finally comes to a stop and the Seatbelts On sign weakly flickers out, the contestants groan and begin standing. 

“I’m already over this,” Julia sighs, unbuckling herself. 

“Hey, let’s look at the bright side,” Sha-Mod announces merrily. “At least it’ll be warm! That’s something to look forward to!”

“Speak for yourself,” Mal grumbles, slathering on a coat of sunscreen to maintain her sickly complexion. 

The teens line up at the plane door as a staircase is rolled over for their exit. Most are silent, but a few are chatting merrily about the food and the weather. The door finally opens and the teens file out, just to be met with a freezing cold breeze and a cloud of dust from the rough landing. 

“Jesus Christ-” Ass starts, ignoring Frollo’s gasp of offense. “Did you take a wrong turn and land us in the arctic?”

“Great going, Chris! Can’t even find a whole country!” Mal snaps.

Chris walks up, chuckling to himself. “Oh, this is Mexico, alright- welcome to the city of Teotihuacan!” 

As the dust begins to clear, the contestants are met with a massive archaeological wonder of the world, an ancient city spanning around them for as far as their eyes can see. A few ooh and ah. 

“Known for its rich history and ideal real estate- located in this lovely sub-valley- this long-gone capital of archaeological interest is rich with culture, religion, and my personal favorite- pyramids!” Chris chuckles. 

“Okay, that’s very nice, but that doesn’t explain the weather,” Courtney says softly, shivering. 

“Oh, yeah. We maaaaaay have had a part in that,” the host explains, gesturing to the thick, dark clouds overhead. “See, one of the many theories about the collapse of Teotihuacan suggests a volcanic winter might’ve caused some... civil unrest.”

“I’m feeling unrested, alright,” Patrick grumbles. 

“Don’t get ahead of yourself, cowboy,” Chris says. “The worst is yet to come. This region of Mexico is known for its high volcanic activity- and in a tribute to the last season of World Tour, I thought our challenge today would combine the first and last episodes of the Total Drama season.”

Scruffy raises an eyebrow. “So… we’re going to-”

“Your first leg of the challenge will consist of navigating the tunnels under the Pyramid of the Sun, the largest pyramid in Teotihuacan. In our Egypt challenge, we gave contestants the choice of going over or under, but we’re not technically allowed to let you climb the ruins,” Chris shrugs. “So under it is. In the tunnel system below the pyramid, you’ll discover a handful of obsidian objects that you might’ve found in the city some thousands of years ago. Once you’re out, I’ll be waiting to give you instructions for your next task. Ready?”

The teens look between each other nervously. 

“Go!”

They set off, almost immediately fracturing off into groups. Courtney and Bonnie lead, followed by Sha-Mod and Joner, followed by Michela and Max. Albert catches up to the latter two, wheezing. “Mind if I join?”

Michela shrugs, much to Max’s annoyance. 

---

MAX: “There’s something off about that guy. I don’t trust him,”

---

MICHELA: “Everyone’s been giving Albert a hard time lately, and he seems sweet… what’s the harm in helping him out?”

---

Julia runs behind the three, raising an eyebrow at the odd interaction, but she quickly shrugs it off and speeds up. As the blonde ducks into the tunnels leading under the pyramid, a familiar head of green hair pops out of nowhere. “Hey, Jules!”

Julia coughs awkwardly. “Oh, um- hi. Can I help you?”

“Not really- but I can help you. I’ve been studying pyramid architecture just in case something like this would happen. Wanna team?” Scruffy asks. “I’ll get you some good obsidian!”

She relaxes a little and smiles. “Yeah, sure. That’d be cool with me,”

---

JULIA: “Okay, maybe I’ve been overthinking things a little. Scruffy doesn’t seem mad… unless it’s some kind of trick. But they wouldn’t do that to me… would they?”

---

Austin skips and frolics through the tunnels, just ahead of Patrick, who’s trying not to snap as Frollo goes on about unholy pagan religion. Behind them, Kelly and Staci walk casually through tunnels, chatting merrily. 

“I don’t know, I mean, she’s cute and all but I’m not sure if I want to risk my scholarship chasing some girl,” Staci says, twirling a strand of hair around their finger. “What if I get distracted?”

“If anyone can find a good balance, it’s you,” Kelly comments reassuringly, patting Staci’s shoulder. “Who knows- maybe she’ll motivate you!”

Staci nods. “That’s a totally fair point. Next time I find a phone on this show, I’ll call,”

Kelly beams and then looks aside with a cautious expression as Staci chats on. 

---

KELLY: “I’m happy for them, I really am, but sometimes… I just wish I had something to myself, too,”

---

“God, it’s dark in here,” Julia says, only her eyes visible in the darkest stretch of the tunnels. “You know where we are, right, Scruffy?” no response. “...Scruffy?”

Julia continues walking forward before colliding with someone else and sending them both tumbling to the ground. She huffs. “Watch it!”

“Sorry, it’s hard to see,” Courtney’s voice rings out through the darkness. “Julia? Is that you?”

“In the flesh,” she grumbles. 

“Have you seen Bonnie? We got mixed up and I lost them,”

“I haven’t seen anyone since Scruffy and I got split up,”

“I’m here too!” a voice rings out. Courtney and Julia both scream as Mal appears out of nowhere, the light from her phone illuminating her face in the darkness. “And look what I found.”

She holds up an obsidian blade and laughs maniacally. Courtney and Julia look at each other nervously, prompting Mal to roll her eyes. “Oh, quit being such babies. I’m not going to hurt you,” she pauses to smile. “Yet.”

---

“Courtney! Courtney?” Bonnie yells into the tunnels, their own echo bouncing back. 

As they sigh and sit on the ground, taking a breather, they notice a figure across the hall and jump with a start. “Jesus, Max, you scared the crap out of me,”

“Lost?” he asks plainly. Bonnie nods. “Where’s Michela?”

“With that guy, I’m assuming,” he says sharply. Bonnie raises an eyebrow but doesn’t push- not that they have time to, because seconds later Scruffy comes running down the hall, shouting Julia’s name. Without looking, they trip on Bonnie’s outstretched leg and fall face-first into the dirt and dust layering the floor. 

“Hey, Scruff,” Bonnie says as they sit up and brush themselves off. “Lost?”

“No, I know exactly where we are- but Julia wandered off while I was getting this,” they say, holding up a shiny obsidian necklace. “I figured it might get us an advantage in the next part of the challenge.”

“Sure. Well, I haven’t seen anyone but Max for an hour at this point,” 

“What about me?”

Max shrieks as a voice comes from the dirt beside him. Phillip rises, a layer of grime falling from his body. “I was trying to bury myself. I figured this challenge was hopeless since no one wanted to team with me…”

“Oh, brother,” Bonnie mumbles under their breath. 

---

“I’m sure he’ll turn up,” Albert thinks aloud, walking the tunnels with a sulking Michela at his side. “He’s probably already waiting outside.”

“Yeah, you’re right. I still feel weird leaving him, though,”

“Leaving who?” Patrick asks, emerging from the darkness with Sha-Mod and Frollo behind him. 

“Um… you’ve got a tail,” Albert points at the two. Patrick rolls his eyes. 

“Yes. I can’t seem to shake them off,” he sighs. “This one lost his buddy and the other one thinks this place is cursed.”

“Unholy ground,” Frollo mutters. “Unclean… foul.”

“You see what I have to deal with?”

A sudden, loud whooping noise coming from behind the group echoes against the walls, getting closer by the second. Frollo goes pale. “Witches!” he screams, and then runs past Patrick, straight into a wall. 

The impact makes the tunnel tremor a bit, sending bits of dirt and dust from the ceiling- along with an obsidian figurine depicting a serpent. It unlodges itself from the roof and falls on Patrick’s head with a large thump. He mumbles nonsense and passes out on the ground. 

“Well,” Michela picks up the artifact. “It’s something, right?”

The whooping noise comes closer before bursting into their section of the hall- but it’s only Austin, running past them into the dark. “I can smell the way out, baby!”

Sha-Mod and Albert make brief eye contact, and then shrug, the gang following him out and leaving Patrick unconscious on the floor for a few moments before Michela runs back to grab him. 

---

Chris sits outside the pyramid, sipping from a Thermos and enjoying the volcanic weather. 

“It’s your fault, not mine!” a voice shouts. 

Chris perks up. “And here come the first contestants,”

Julia, Courtney, and Mal walk out of the tunnels, bickering, with Ass shortly behind. A very meek and slightly terrified Joner scampers out after them, hanging at the back of the group. 

“Ladies- and others,” Chris nods. “Find me anything good?”

Mal holds up her blade with a big grin. 

“Niiiiice,” the host grins, rubbing his chin. “As the first group out of the tunnels, you are officially team number one- oh, and here come team number two!”

Bonnie, Max, Scruffy, and Phillip emerge from the tunnels, coated in dust and debris. Kelly and Staci trail behind them, still chatting. 

Scruffy immediately lights up when they see Julia, and dashes over to her. “I’m so glad you made it out! Here- I found this for you,” they say, holding up the necklace they found. 

“Sickening,” Ass mumbles. Courtney stomps on their foot and they yelp. 

“Nice find, Scruffy,” Chris comments. “One more team to go!”

After a long, drawn out period of waiting, the final team- lead by Austin- come running out, panting. Patrick is currently conscious, but has a large bump on his head and is sucking his thumb while Michela carries him like a baby (much to her annoyance). 

“Michela, Albert, Patrick, Austin, Sha-Mod, and Frollo-” Chris counts. “You’re team number three!”

Michela drops Patrick in the dirt the second she sees Max, and runs over to him. “I’m glad you got out okay, I couldn’t have lived with myself if I knew you were still down there,”

He raises an eyebrow. “You would’ve gone back?”

“Of course!”

Max thinks for a moment, and then smiles. Chris clears his throat. “Okay, enough of that. It’s time to choose your team names! This season, whoever found your obsidian artifact will be naming the team- so that means Mal, Scruffy, and… whoever.” he chuckles. 

“Michela picked up the artifact, so she should get to choose the team name. It’s only fair,” Albert posits. 

“But Frollo hit the wall, which dislodged it,” Sha-Mod rubs his chin, thinking aloud. 

“Hello! Are we forgetting that thing nearly gave me a concussion!” Patrick shouts from the ground. He is ignored. 

“But it was Austin who made Frollo run into the wall, so…” Michela says. “Austin?”

The five of them turn to Austin, who’s busy practicing karate moves on the dirt a few feet away. When he notices everyone staring, he shrugs. “Easy one, baby. Team Mojo!”

---

AUSTIN: "No, I don't need the money, baby- but a free two-star trip around the world? Parties and birds in the four corners of the globe? Sign me up, baby!"

---

The five sigh. “I don’t know what else I was expecting,” Michela murmurs. 

A few feet away, Ass and Julia watch the discussion, the former shaking their head before turning back to Mal. “You better choose something good,”

“I still think it should be Team Amazon, as a callback,” Courtney says, raising a finger and looking at Joner. “I mean, we have a very similar demographic.”

“Nuh-uh,” Mal puts her hands on her hips. “I already chose the name. Team Yaoi!”

The other teammates groan and give pained expressions to each other. Ass palms their forehead.

“Okay, so after a democratic vote, we’ll have our answer,” Scruffy says. “All in favor of Phillip’s submission?”

Phillip crosses his arms. “You have to say the full thing,”

“Okay, fine- all in favor of The Bleeding Hearts Against Social Justice Warriors?”

Phillip enthusiastically raises a hand, earning blank stares from everyone else. When he realizes his hand is alone, he sighs and starts digging another hole to bury himself in. 

“All in favor of Max’s submission- Team... uh, Psychological Torture?”

Not even Max raises his hand. Scruffy sighs. “Okay, Bonnie’s- Team I Want to go Home?”

Bonnie picks at their nails. 

“Okay, Staci’s- all in favor of Team Friendship?”

Staci and Kelly enthusiastically wave their hands and squeal, sweeping the majority vote. Scruffy bangs an invisible gavel and grins. “Team Friendship it is!”

Max turns to Bonnie. “We probably should’ve had a plan to prevent this,”

“Tell me about it,” they sigh. 

“Alright, campers! Team Yaoi, Team Mojo, and Team Friendship!” Chris says, barely holding back a laugh. “Now that you’ve been paired up, it’s time for your penultimate challenge- that’s right, we’re going hiking- on an active volcano!”

The teens gasp as Chris chuckles to himself. “Unlike the original World Tour, you aren’t getting any advantages- your only goal is to not be the schmucks to get last place. All will be explained- NEXT TIME! On Total Takes: World Tour!”

[callsigndreadfrost]

TranslucentTB and the Better Matchmaking mod are pissing me the fuck off so I'm gonna talk about cute things.

So when Loke reached Skyrim he barely left the house, he was a mess but above all scared and trying to juggle between processing everything that happened, the fact that he now has a 4 month old and that there are people after said 4 month old and he's injured.

I'll explain what happened in Hammerfell in another post.

For a year Loke didn't interact with anyone and despite his neighbors, a dark elf woman and her Argonian wife, trying to at least introduce themselves he kept them at arm's length. He was paranoid that anyone could be a sell sword working for Iain and trying to kill his baby sibling.

I'm being ambiguous about the gender 'cause Jela was born a girl and had a different name; don't wanna overpack this with semi unrelated stuff. He didn't start switching over to male until he was around 4 or 5. But regardless I'll still refer to him as Jelani even before he was 4.

So like I was saying, for a year Loke just barricaded himself in the house until one night one of the neighbors' kids came down with a bad case of Ataxia and had no potions.

Loke had studied under his mom and by the time he was a teenager he was assisting his mom and as an adult he was a healer working alongside his mother. She also taught him about poisons and venoms (this bit of lore is because of an accident in game on my part lmao). So both women went to Loke and asked for help for their kid and Loke obviously helped. As the kid recovered Loke and the dark elf and Argonian sat down to talk and that's when they learned that it wasn't just Loke living by himself. He got nervous and said that that was his daughter and from there fabricated this whole story about how he and his partner lived in Markarth and they'd died shortly after their daughter was born and Loke moved to start over. He felt shitty about lying but he did it to protect himself and his baby sibling but from then on Lo befriended the two women and they actually helped spread the word that Lo's a healer and given the location it was ideal since most people living in the area were far from towns and cities that had apothecaries making Loke the closest thing.

Several months later Loke is infected with lycanthropy and the day after his first full moon he met Trevor (a fellow werewolf and a Redguard. Ngl Trev made him feel homesick), and the most beautiful orc he'd ever seen. He was instantly smitten and kept coming back to the Lavender Lounge, not only because it was safe but because he befriended Trevor and he was teaching him all there was about being a werewolf and how to navigate life as one too. More importantly he'd get to see and talk to that beautiful orc that owned the lounge. For weeks Uthorim and Loke talked and Uth flirted with him but Loke can't tell when someone's flirting with him...hell, he doesn't even know how to flirt honestly speaking. It wasn't until Trevor outright told him what Uth was doing which caught him by surprise since he didn't think someone like Uthorim would be interested in some scruffy thing like him. Nevertheless some months pass and Loke is pretty much head over heels in love with him.

Here's the thing. Lo had mentioned he had a child and he kind of didn't know what to tell Uthorim, he wanted to tell him the truth but part of him wanted to keep up the lie to protect Jelani. He chose to trust Uth and told him the entire truth but asked him to keep up the lie which he did. At that point Jelani almost 8 months old and Loke had introduced him to Uthorim. Cue adorable shenanigans with Lo raising Jela and Uth helping out too. Also cue Loke losing his absolute shit when Jela said his first word at 8 months. The man turned into a puddle of tears.

So Uth is there to see Jelani's first few things and saw him get a little older and as a toddler (that age that babies just grab whatever's within reach) whenever Uth would carry him around he'd grab onto Uth's tusks and make squeaky sounds. He loved playing with Uthorim and whenever he was in Loke's arms he'd fall asleep while cuddling him.

There's onviously more as Jela gets older but I'll cover that later.

[total-takes-island-takes]

Mod Joner wrote Scruffy and Ass as perfect foils to each other and we as a community don't talk about that enough.

mod fren, buddy, please drop everything you're doing and explain this vision

[mangora]

Oh also here’s my notes from reading TTI chapters prologue through four hehe I don’t remember what any of these mean:

Prologue:

•Oh the baby teeth detail I love that

•He would drink white chocolate mochas

•I genuinely like that the show isn’t scripted but is still treated like a show, like that’s a nice touch

•Peter! :)

•I feel you sha-mod

•They’re holding hands thats so wholesome

•McLovin and Micheal beef?

•QUIRKED UP WHITE BOY

•I already like Joner and Jules

•AUSTIN!!

•Courtney and Patrick narrative foils?

•Scary is so silly

•Frollo stepping away from the women is killing me

•Is Kitty okay. Girl are you okay get out of the water!!

•Mal and Courtney beef???

•Bonnie 👍

•Scruffy is just like me fr

•I like Ass but their name being Ass is giving me psychic damage

•Max is already going to be babygirl I can tell

•Alex jumpscare

•Trans Staci? Just spitballing here

•O and Kelly friends? Please?

•Austin got fucking blown away??

•Caesar has this fruity little swagger about him that I love

•McLovin’s all alone :(

•Peter my beloved

•Do possums lay eggs?

Overall: Really enjoyed this, I think it’s a really good introduction to the characters, I’m super excited to learn more about them and the writing is really good!!

Chapter 1:

•I do not trust Mal what is she doing

•Is McLovin okay

•Fren?? Buddy?? Are you good??

•Get his ass Patrick

•Austin don’t do that

•I love Joner so much dude

•Julia my beloved

•Bibble real??

•The Staci bit is genuinely so funny

•Max is so toxic this is great

•If anything bad happens between Michael and Joner I will lose it

•Thinking abt an Ass and Patrick alliance

•Courtney deserves better man

•Okay Max is actually kind of slaying rn

•Max and Julia are already giving me mlm and wlw hostility energy

•Did he just call him a Square

•Why wasn’t Patrick on the chopping block he’s such a bitch lol

•Nooo I liked Fren :(

Overall: Another great chapter, I think the dynamic developing between Courtney, Mal, and Ass is super interesting! I’m also excited to see where Max and Julia’s characters go

Chapter 2:

•Max is such a hater

•Mal and Ass moment

•Bonnie and Caesar solidarity

•The fucking high five that’s so good

•The red face on Sha-Mod’s cutout too god holy shit I love this

•I’m a Patrick lover first

•I want breadsticks too

•Never change Mal

•McLovin and Courtney talking is healing me

•Wait Austin and Kelly are kind of cute together

•Get his ass Joner

•Oh that’s so cute

•Them turning to Max 💀

•Patrick is a Madonna enjoyers holy shit

•I like this alliance. I really like this alliance dude /gen

•I’m punching the floor I love Joner so much

•Dude what the fuck happened between Mal and Courtney and should I be afraid

•NOT LEVITICUS 18:22

•How have they been up for 50 hours what the hell

•Nooo Joner

•HE JUST CALLED HIM GAY??

•This is so funny oh my god

•YO THATS FUCKING AWESOME

•I really like Caesar now dude thats a choice move

•He’s sleeping on Bonnie’s shoulder 🥺

•NO

•NO WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK

•JONER?? OVER FROLLO????

•I’m going insane I’m gonna spit I’m gonna throw up I’m gonna cry

•JONER??????

Overall: The relationships and dialogue in this episode were super fun, I felt like we got to know a lot of the characters better. Joner leaving made me incredibly sad but I think that just reflects how well built-up and likable his character was in a short amount of time

Chapter 3:

•Caesar :)

•Patrick is so real

•Tfw your teammate gives you candy because you lost a lawsuit??

•Kitty is such a Cryptid I love them

•Whoever hit Frollo ily

•GET IT PATRICK

•Mal is so cool??

•How is Staci so good at this what the fuckkk

•Bonnie lore!

•Fujoshis are serving cunt in this challenge

•Peter’s autistic eyes

•Is Mal trying to sabotage them?

•”Prove my worth” Oh Peter :(

•KELLY YOU’RE GOING TO KILL THEM

•Is throwing from the ceiling legal

•YOOO SCARY IS SLAYING THATS SO NEAT

•Poor Peter :(

•Yo that is a big ass alliance also Kelly and Austin are so cute

•Staci and Scary friendship!

Overall: Another banger episode, Mal especially was super interesting, I have no idea what her intention was but regardless sabotage is always interesting. Also the Kelaustin(?) is fire and all the characters are just really cool and fun

Chapter 4:

•Scruffy is like Millie and I mean that in a very good way

•Don’t be a hater Court

•”Intelligence is always impressive” yea ok Max just kiss them already

•”Under 30 minutes��� dude

•Patrick and Kitty is making my brain Work

•GET IT MCLOVIN

•GET IT SCRUFFY dude that’s insane

•Nooo Patrick!! I liked him :(

Overall: Dude I love this chapter so much, Courtney and McLovin’s friendship and the mounting issues with Mal are both so good. Also Scruffy’s spelling skills, mwah, god tier detail and win. I’m sad Patrick’s gone, he was my babygirl, but him finding Kitty of all people to be impressive and then losing because of it was like surprisingly cute and tragic? Autistic alpha male tsundere x full-on cryptid is a god tier dynamic that I’ve never considered before. I want good things for them

[kerosene-n-gasoline]

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✦ Basic Oc info:

Name: Ashe Fletcher

Callsign: Kerosene

Rank: Corporal

Job/role: Pyrotechnics / explosions

Nicknames: Spitfire, Bonfire, Fireball, Pyro, Kiddo, Firecracker

Age: 23

Height: 5’5

Birthplace: London, England

Gender/pronouns: Trans male, He/Him, occasionally They/them

Personality: quiet, socially awkward, unsettling, destructive, stubborn, childish, curious, eerie, impulsive, Reckless

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Kerosene’s personnel file

Vague(?) voice claim (this, but far croakier and just generally horrible sounding if that makes sense :3)

Important information: Kerosene has heavily damaged vocal cords and lungs due to [INFORMATION REDACTED] and finds it painful to speak, instead he uses writing or non verbal prompts to communicate. Kerosene has also been diagnosed with autism and pyromania.

[Kerosene has been known to set fire to things without permission, and so far has burnt down 3 humvees, 2 jeeps and one warehouse. Please confiscate any flammable materials or firelighting equipment you see him carrying when he is not on deployment.]

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I would like to keep this blog to be strictly 16+ with minimal NSFW. I have pretty bad anxiety, and receiving incredibly suggestive asks will most likely make that spike and I don’t want to stress over my blog, this is for fun! Feel free to do (minimal) silly flirting with Kerosene, but anything i deem too far will get deleted or blocked based on severity.

i would prefer if minors did not interact, this blog may have sensitive topics discussed. or at the very least they do not interact with posts discussing said topics.

Mod is a basic white boy, and I don’t really know a lot about military and similar stuff, so i might get things wrong! I also haven’t played a lot of call of duty(i watch those no commentary playthroughs though, so i have a basic knowledge on some of the games)

Mod is a self shipper and ships Kerosene with multiple characters, if you are uncomfortable with that please let me know!

Mod uses he/him pronouns, and you can refer to me as Stag!!

Mod follows from @transfrogwithcoolsocks

Mod has insane social anxiety so i apologise if i come off as awkward or rude (i’m just a little guy)

Mod has the worst memory known to mankind, so if i send multiple asks it is because i forgot that i already sent one(i am sorrgy)

Any photos i use in posts will be found on Pinterest.

My other RP blogs are: @canineriot-fenrir , @meet-the-trapper-tf2 @redhead-string-shredder @crutches-n-stitches @ultimate-exorcist-chyrche @darling-idol-hoshiko @dutch-bunny-rabbit @Stupid-Fishbait-Moray @aussie-menace-dingo @colonel-v-palmer @lt-morse @hurricane-tsunemasu

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Rp will look like this:

[Kerosene gives (name) an eager nod, and a thumbs up, a croaky and gritty hum being heard from the gas mask. He then begins to walk off with a big spring in his step, after waving goodbye to (name).]

“Talking will be like this”

I took inspiration for Kerosene from Pyro(tf2). if they come off as being too similar it is coincidental, I’m trying to differentiate them, and make sure Kerosene is his own character!

✦ Physical description of Kerosene:

Kerosene is 5’5, slightly chubby with some muscle. He’s got strong shoulders and arms, but a soft stomach and large bust.

His hair jet black, with a scruffy and badly cut buzzcut, presumably done by himself.

His entire body is [REDACTED] and is the reason they wear his gas mask. Kerosene has a few tattoos on his shoulder blades and the back of his neck.

Kerosene wears a gas mask 24/7 and refuses to remove it around teammates. His usual attire is a slightly dirty tank top, dark red boiler suit, tan work boots, welding gloves and an oxygen and gasoline tanks on their back. He occasionally will wear a holster containing a blowtorch on their thigh.

His face is round and squishy, with a button nose and soft jaw, wide and curious looking amber eyes. (Apparently) Their eyebrows and eyelashes have been burned off completely.

Pre-accident kerosene!!

Mod is not the best with remembering to respond so I apologise if I forget about a thread or do not respond to an ask very quickly.

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[isa-ghost]

Hi guess who got bit with the Think About This More bug. Have more story stuff and also character headcanons.

Story/World Stuff

There were no eggs in this iteration. Again, the eggs were a strategy designed by The Federation to keep the next iteration (the one we all watched) complacent on the island.

Sylva

The avian character. His wings were a blue to silver gradient.

Other islanders in his iteration never got to see him fly since The Federation clipped his wings, but they'd all talk about how their coloration would camouflage him in the air. They affectionately nicknamed him The Ghost of the Sky (it was Emília who gave him the name, so actually he was originally called Fantasma do Céu)

Obligatory dilfy build. Muscular, scruffy, longish silvery and blue hair kept partially up in a ponytail.

Many a Silver Fox joke were made about this man. Yaoi Island has always been Yaoi Island

In fact, if I were to make up player names for these OCs since it's Minecraft, his would've been Sylvafoxxx

Not sure when or how he loses/injures the eye, but he has an eyepatch. I'm leaning that it happens in a modded mob encounter gone wrong during his time on the island.

He lived off the coast of a spruce biome. He was a GREAT builder and had a big cozy elevated log cabin type build.

He never liked The Federation, he always got strong rancid vibes from them. He called that the islanders were nothing but playthings and a social experiment from the start.

As islander resistance grew stronger, he was one of the very vocal protestors. He met a gruesome end after being kidnapped by The Federation to be silenced. Originally they were going to simply brainwash him and tamper with his memory, but he was too strong of an opponent for them. Ultimately, The Federation killed him without getting their hands dirty.

His existence was the reason The Federation became so obsessed with experimenting on/studying avians. Sylva unfortunately inspired what would eventually happen to Jaiden, Baghera, Quackity, and (almost) Phil.

Jairo

Cellbit and Bagi's dad. He and their mother Emília were more or less baited by The Federation to come to the island with promises of "unique" research opportunities. So they uprooted from Brazil with young Cellbit and Bagi and came to Quesadilla Island.

In other words, the two of them were eventually swept up in Federation activity on an even deeper level than Fit/Foolish/etc in the iteration of the island we all saw.

Jairo was far more,,, spineless? Complacent? than Emília. He was too entrenched in having seemingly endless resources for infinite research and experimentation. He didn't want to oppose The Federation at first because he didn't want to risk losing access to said resources and funding.

Eventually, he'd go on to unintentionally create the catalyst that turns people into Codes. The Federation took it and began to weaponize it because at this point in the iteration's story, many islanders were wising up to The Federation being fucked up and having secret nefarious motives. Those who rebelled hardest were infected first.

He'd made a lot of excuses and feigned ignorance for The Federation prior, but he drew the line at using his work to harm his friends. He FINALLY stood up to them and attempted to stop them from using his research. He failed, The Federation Fixed Him. :)

Aka they did something that fucked him up so badly that he never attempted to rebel again. Or they fucked with his memory. Or both. Regardless, the end result was obedience and spiraling into paranoia (Cellbit doesn't know how much like his dad he is ;) ). And he was threatened to not tell a soul, obviously. Not even Emília.

But he still felt guilty about what was being done to his friends with his work. He still didn't want harm coming to them. Out of desperation, he began self-experimenting with the catalyst to make a cure. It didn't work, he became infected.

Between his changes in behavior post-torture, his inaction and lack of resistance, and ""doing nothing" about his Code infection "becoming so obsessed with his work to the point of using himself as a test subject," Emíla was fed up. She took it all as him being staunchly aligned with The Federation, divorced him, and quickly disappeared, going into hiding with Cellbit and Bagi.

In the end, The Federation basically let Jairo destroy himself. He'd given them plenty of things to benefit from, what they did to him ruined his reputation and friendships among the islanders and isolated him post-divorce, and his attempts to make a cure meant he still clearly was trying to defy them. So they let the infection do its work and that was the end of Jairo.

I picked the name "Jairo" because the name meaning I was given for it was "he will enlighten." In this case, Jairo enlightened The Federation with the Code Catalyst. :)

Emília

Cellbit and Bagi's mom. Although she and Jairo worked together on their research projects, she always had far more of an interest in the paranormal than whatever fucked up biology/cryptozoology/secret third thing type shit she and Jairo got up to while working with The Federation.

Yes this is partially where Cellbit's eventual interest in the paranormal originates from. :) He has his mother's passions and his father's paranoia. <3

Following her divorce from Jairo (another islander built a courthouse just so she could, you can imagine the chaos that went down. Nowhere near on a Charlie/Mariana Flippa case level though) she went into hiding with Cellbit and Bagi and eventually actually found a way to escape the island. She and the kids fled back to Brazil (this is how their canon lore still plays out).

There were several reasons why she left, though everyone chalked it up to the divorce being that ugly (they had no idea she got off the island, they thought she just vanished). Truthfully, it was a) to escape the island, obviously. b) to bring Cellbit and Bagi somewhere safe to finish growing up c) to have the freedom to start figuring out what the fuck The Federation did to Jairo so she could free him and bring him back to Brazil. The entire time, she suspected that Something happened that caused Jairo's seemingly unwavering loyalty to The Federation, and she knew her ex husband was never the paranoid type prior to working for them.

She formed a theory, had decent evidence, etc. Leaving Cellbit and Bagi in trusted hands, she returned to Quesadilla Island with the intent to confront The Federation and/or retrieve Jairo and flee again.

But by this point, she was too late. Jairo was well on his way to turning full Code. Not that she knew. None of the islanders had seen him in ages, and nobody cared after his image was destroyed by the information that came out during the divorce.

Blaming herself for their apathy towards Jairo because she was the one who exposed everything that painted him as a terrible Federation Loyal, she urgently told everyone to meet her in secret in 24 hours, she had something Very Important To Tell Them (she was going to set the record straight on everything and share her theory and its evidence).

She established a top secret underground rebellion (Cellbit is once again a lot like his mom :') ) with the goals of saving Jairo, exposing The Federation on a larger scale, finding a cure for the Code virus, and eventually all escaping the island.

Given the nature of the AU, obviously everything failed. Emília's personal fate was an infiltration of The Federation gone wrong. She had been attempting to locate Jairo and/or obtain materials for Code cure making. She was found, forcibly infected by the virus, and unable to make significant headway in The Rebellion's goals before fully becoming a Code.

I chose the name "Emília" because the name meaning I was given for it was "meaning rival, symbolizing strength and ambition." She's The Federation's rival, she had the strength to rebel against them, and ambition not only in her research but also in returning to the island to save her ex husband and expose the truth to the others.

No One:

Literally No One:

My brain understimulated at work: QSMP AU where there was indeed a previous iteration of islanders who all died or were killed by the Federation or otherwise, and the only clues the new islanders have about it are the old buildings that were at original Spawn, items in the new Spawn's shop that were iconic parts of previous islanders (ie the elytra being wings), files hidden within the Fed offices, etc. They might've turned into codes via experiments or other causes, hence why Charlie, Maxo, and Etoiles eventually end up also corrupted.

[damonalbarn]

Whenever I’ve talked you before, I always meant to ask about the look of Blur. Was that something Damon decided on before each album?

I don’t know what the changes of look were. I suppose it went from baggy, to mod, then back to baggy again, didn’t it?! (laughs). The thing is, we were scruffy fuckers, really. I’ve been realising that recently, when I go to see groups now, and they’re wearing really nicwe suits and looking chic. We were just wearing some work clothes that we were comfortable in. A pair of Vans or desert boots, some jeans and a t-shirt. Damon would go to the box of Fred Perry t-shirts in the corner of the dressing room, and pick one out and put it on. I don’t know if we changed our look that much, did we?

Well, definitely there was a transition from a mod aesthetic during Britpop, to more of an American slacker look in the late ’90s, inspired by the likes of Beck, Pavement and Sonic Youth.

I suppose that was just because of what was around clothes-wise. I think Damon was wearing Maharishi trousers a lot, and I was starting to wear Stussy stuff cos I was skateboarding around. But I don’t think Alex and Dave changed an awful lot. I mean, Alex never really gave much of a shit about clothes. Dave would wear a Fred Perry, jeans and a pair of DMs. I suppose Damon and I shifted around a bit, but I’ve always been jeans and a stripy t-shirt. I guess I would wear Grand Royal and Stussy t-shirts a little bit, and skate shoes. Not very chic. It wasn’t really reinvention, I suppose we automatically adjusted when we saw what Damon was wearing. Hotpress 21.10.2022, interview with Graham Coxon

[deheerkonijn]

Two New Mod Fics Where They All Show Their Asses A Little Bit! (except for Gimli, he’s perfect)

@roselightfairy​ has a little headcanon about the perceived vegetarianism of elves. Very generously she has let me borrow it for modern ‘verse reasons because I love it so much! These two take place in both the early days, and the later days of Legolas and Gimli’s relationship. 

* CW: vomit and talk of the meat processing industry - please tread carefully if these are sensitive topics for you!

substitutions: add $1.50 

T+ for swearing :>

He’s clearly been carefully cultivating his annoyance, but so has Legolas. He whips around and tosses his sleek hair over his shoulder with as much haughty disdain as he can muster.

“I’m sorry, who the fuck are you?”

He is a Man. A tall man, even taller than Legolas, with an only-sort-of-fitting button up shirt and a scowl under a scruffy beard and mustache. The stranger’s well-worn crow’s feet squeeze at the edges of his eyes as he squints, and he’s about to say something, but then -

“Ah - Legolas!” Gimli appears at Legolas’ elbow, and does his best to make insinuating himself between the two look casual. “Oh and I see you’ve met my supervisor. Éomer, this is my fiancé, Legolas.”

Meat’s Back on the Menu by Roselightfairy

T+ for barfing :(

The boy’s eyes meet Éomer’s and he could swear for a second that they share a moment of exasperation. Éomer tries to cast him an understanding smile – he’s sorry about his dinner companion. He thinks it comes across fine; the boy rolls his eyes just a little before heading off into the kitchen.

Legolas turns his attention back to his menu once the boy is gone, scowling at the pages as though they have offended him. “You know,” he comments, “if they would just offer one single decent vegetarian option . . .”

* CW: vomit and talk of the meat processing industry - please tread carefully if these are sensitive topics for you!

[titansandothers]

An Unlikely Aide (11/?)

“She’s perfect,” Tara cooed as she pet the young cat through the carrier. “How did you find one who gets so friendly so fast?” “Honestly, it was mostly luck,” Mod answered. “I’m guessing you know a bit about cats already?” “Yeah!” she chirped without even thinking about it. “They’re usually more timid and reserved if they don’t know you. It took me a while of feeding a stray for-” The blonde paused in realization. “-for it to get used to me.” There was a moment of silence between the two. “You remembered something from before.” Mod pointed out. “Barely,” Tara informed. “It’s so foggy…” “Are you okay?” he looked at her with concern. “Y-yeah,” she nodded, soon smiling. “It was a good memory.” “Hopefully your memories stay pleasant. Wot all do you remember?” Tara squinted her eyes and looked up as she tried to recall. A few moments passed before she spoke again. “Chicken.” “Pardon?” “I remember chicken. The food, not the animal. I mean it used to be an animal- Cooked chicken. The food kind.” “Go on,” Mod nodded. “A rotisserie chicken,” she clarified. “I don’t remember how I got it, just that it tasted really good. I had been so hungry, I could have eaten the whole thing in one sitting, but I didn’t. I shared it. With a cat. I don’t remember what I called it… It was brown and scruffy and I’d been leaving it bits of food when I could… but it never approached me. Until that time with the chicken. It ate the food right from my hand!” “So you befriended the cat?” “I… think I did, but I can’t really remember.” The grey tabby meowed, causing Tara to smile once more. “But I know this cat is my friend~” “She’s also your responsibility,” Mod informed. “I know you’ve got a lot on your plate with preparing for school and building a new life, but I feel that little cat there will be a big benefit to your well being. I’ll step in when it comes to vet visits and buying food, but you’ll need to feed ‘er and brush ‘er and keep ‘er litter box clean and the like. It may sound like a lot, but once you get the hang of it, it’s rather simple.” “Will you help me? I mean- to start with at least?” she asked, a bit nervous. “You seem to know what you’re talking about.” “I do. I’ve ‘ad many kinds of pets over the years. Anyway, to start with, sure. It won’t be long until you’ll be on your own though.” “On my own?!” Tara yelped. “Calm down, ducky. I just mean you’ll be moving into your new apartment soon. I’ll still be paying for everything and stopping by when needed, but I won’t be living with you.” The blonde let out a breath she’d been holding and tried to calm down. “Okay… Okay…”

[total-drama-takes-takes-2]

lgbt thoughts

like the ethnicity post i really only have ideas about certain characters and the rest are up to whatever people think they are ^_^ i mean these are too, speculate whatever you want, but heres my interpretation of a few characters

joner: aroace. romance-neutral. this is all self projection on my part, i think joner as a character just prefers friendships to relationships and romance would make him uncomfortable but hes very supportive of others. he/him (impartial to she/her though)

scary: aromantic and unlabeled otherwise. romance-repulsed AND she's a hater about it. she/he/they

kelly: always been transfem somehow to me. transhet. they/them and VERY occasionally they/she, really depends on the mood

michela: bigender boygirl but doesn't really talk about it, especially in those words. would date whoever but high preference for dudes. would label her preference for guys as either straight or gay depending on the context. she/her

courtney: calls themselves non-binary for binary people but it's more complicated than that. sapphic with an itty bitty tiny like for guys they they're still sorting out (is it platonic? romantic? they don't know) . they/them

ass: doesn't care. doesn't know. definitely not cis but a part of it is just not wanting to be like other girls. has a lot of self-doubt over their identity and actually tends to move through labels quite quickly, so they use they/them as a catch-all neutral

max: i had a hard time with this one in terms of good rep and stuff like that, but i think it's safe for me to say max is a pretty binary trans guy. more or less transhet but hes more flexible when it comes to michela's identity. he/him

scruffy: transmasc lesbian and that was always the intention tee bee ach ^_^ they/them but sometimes they/he if they feel like it

fren: gay and definitely not cis but he's very mysterious about it. he/him

bonnie: like courtney also tells binary people that they're non-binary out of convenience, but they definitely don't feel like the term really fits them. not fem not masc not androgynous but something new entirely (goth). on a more serious note i do think the gender fuckery in the goth subculture made them realize a lot of things about themself when they first got into it. also a frequent label-changer when it comes to sexuality. they/them

patrick: unironically too obsessed with himself to be into anyone else in a romantic way /j. hes bad aro representation. hed slay in a QPR tho. he/him

julia: lesbian but she hasnt come to terms with it yet lol. i agree w the headcanons that shes aspec in some regard but havent put much thought into it. she/her

kitty: pan but adverse to romantic relationships. some kind of gender. also a furry i dont think ive mentioned it yet but they have a fursona and made patrick make one too. therres a canon patrick fursona in my notes. no set pronouns, tells people to use whatever

peter: bi and trans guy. tends to prefer girls and feminine presenting people for the most part! he/him

I don't know what sha-mod and mclovin are but they're definitely something. same with caesar, idk what's going on there but he's definitely not cishet.

I definitely need to write albert, phillip, and noco more to get a good feel for them. and everyone else i dont have any strong feelings on