#more goat shenanigans ensue

[katkalis-the-horror-fanartist]

P03 and the Mountain (Goat) King

(Every scrybe's least favorite combo)

[shepscapades]

Doc "I am not a toy" quote source

For people who are curious about the doc quote from my recent drawing, I've got some timestamps! I don't know how to make clips on twitch (im very good at the internet) so below are the timestamps for THIS vod (Scar's recent vod, streamed on 7/15/24).

2:16:40 If you don't mind 15-20 minutes of build up/goofing off, you can start watching from here: this is kind of where everything starts (Doc makes a comment in chat about the ore snatcher after they supposedly strike again, and scar flies over both under the pretense that doc might want to talk to him about Disney or something due to an earlier conversation they had and also because he's supposed to be the chief investigator for the ore snatcher-- Joe joins to see what's up, Doc lashes out, shenanigans ensue)

2:32:23 If you don't mind 4 minutes of build up, you can start watching from here: this is when Scar and friends fly over again after said shenanigans to continue to poke fun at the very angry goat

2:36:24 is when Doc's main Angry Rant starts (This is where the "I am not a toy" quote is from)

(Scar and Joe and Cleo stick around and pester him for a good 10-15 minutes more but the previous 2 time stamps is the meat of the interaction imo)

Hopefully this is helpful! :> I could also do a short transcript if anyone would find that more helpful!

[rs-hawk]

An orc who wakes up one day to a shivering satyr? shenanigans ensue?

Orcs have always been known for their brutality. Satyrs for their docile nature. Everything that an Orc would snuff out if given the chance.

So, when the Orc woke up to the small creature, shivering and afraid, curled up beside him, he was confused. He prodded the thing away, and it just looked up at him with those dark, innocent eyes. He looked around, as if suddenly remembering why he has snuck inside the tent of a war driven creature.

“There were humans… I, I’m sorry,” he whimpered, but made no effort to move away. “I thought if they came for me, and saw you, they would leave me alone.”

The Orc smirked slightly, taking the chin of the small one in his large, calloused hands. He was so small. Cute. Defenseless. He could easily crush him with his bare hands. “And you think you’re safe with me?”

The Saytr’s lower lip trembled, and his tail twitched nervously. His ears pushed back, but he didn’t look away. “Safer than a human.”

The Orc laughed. His tusks teased the Saytr’s neck as he breathed in his scent. He groaned softly. How could a creature that never left the forest smell so sweet? His cock began to harden as he wondered how soft he must be. How warm his skin was giving him ideas of how warm his mouth, and more, must be.

The Saytr shivered again at the feeling of the Orc’s tusks, and couldn’t help but lean into him, the sharp tips digging into his fur. The intoxicated haze he usually lived under as a member of Dionysus’ entourage faded to nothing, leaving him sore and a bit tired, but he feels more like himself than he had in a long time.

Before either of them knew it, the Orc was on top of the Saytr. His hands roughed and calloused from war and a life of fighting, light and gentle against the fur of the smaller male under him. The Saytr let out a soft moan, arching towards him, his cock hardening excitedly.

It took a little while for the Orc to work the Saytr up. His fingers pushed down his throat, watching with hunger and awe as the goat man gagged and choked on them, his eyes rolling back into his head as he grinded against him. The Orc’s cock throbbed as he worked one, then two of his fingers inside the Saytr.

“Please, please,” he whined and moaned, clinging to him. “M-more.”

“You want more, Little One?” the Orc chuckled as he pumped his fingers inside of him faster, watching his cock dribble with precum.

The Saytr could only nod and whine in response, his eyes half lidded as he’s prepped and stretched open. Finally, the Orc slid his fingers out of him and replaced them with his cock. He had to move slowly, feeling him stretch around every thick inch. The Saytr moaned and clung to him, hiding his face in the Orc’s chest. Tears wet the corners of his eyes, but he didn’t stop begging for more. For him to bottom out inside of him. He couldn’t help but wanting everything he could give him.

Finally, painfully slowly, the Orc pushed inside of him fully. The Saytr had tears streaming down his face as he clung to him, his tail twitching as he tried to push back against him, as if asking for even more.

“Such a desperate Little One you are,” the Orc groaned as he watched him fuck himself back on his cock as his own was twitching and dribbling.

“I just-, it’s, you’re so,” the Saytr stammered, looking up at him as the Orc pulled his face away from his chest.

“You can use your words, can’t you?” he prodded, starting to thrust again, watching his eyes roll back into his head with every movement of his hips.

“You’re so good. So good. So good,” he whined, grabbing his hands where they held his small hips down to the makeshift bed.

He thrusted in and out of him, his movements becoming rougher, more erratic as his orgasm approached. As he got closer, he started to pump the Saytr’s cock, making him cry out in pleasure. He bucked his hips against his hand, babbling and begging.

“Cum for me then if you’re going to keep begging,” the Orc grunted in the Saytr’s ear, and that’s all it took to push him over the edge.

He clung to him as he finished, his cum coating the Orc’s large hand. He kept pumping slowly, making him whine and writhe under him. As he kept fucking him and teasing his cock, he suddenly rams inside of him. The Saytr cried out as he clung to the Orc, his cum being pushed deeply inside of him, but still leaking out from how much of it there was.

Even after cumming, the Orc rocked his hips against him, letting him feel his softening cock before he finally pulled out. The Saytr reached for his neck weakly, and the Orc let his weak little companion draw him towards him, sharing their first messy and passionate kiss.

[burst-of-iridescent]

Hi! Just a quick message to say that I love your analysis on Katara and Zuko and their dynamics with each other. I personally love how you place the emphasis on them having their journey towards growth together, but an individual one as well. I've only started watching AtlA two years ago, but reading your remarks during my second rewatch of the show made me appreciate the nuances of their relationship and arc more <3 I was just wondering, because you've made some good Zutara fic recs in the past, which Zutara long fic would you absolutely recommend? Thank you so much!

aww, thank you so much! i haven't read long zutara fics in quite some time actually but off the top of my head here are my favs:

the color of the stars by bluenebulae: yes i know i've recommended this fic a hundred times already but i will continue to do so bc it's SO GOOD. this is a book 3 canon divergence where zutara get captured together on DoBS and need to find their way back to the gaang together and it is just everything.

tempest in a teacup by akaVertigo: if you've been around in zutara fandom for a while, you probably already know this fic but i couldn't not include it. this is an au where katara ends up in the fire nation as a child after her mother's death and she and zuko grow up together. fire nation katara AUs do make me a little suspicious because they can easily be done wrong, but this one does it right and the writing is absolutely stunning so trust me when i say you won't be let down.

zuko's tiny dilemma by boogum: book 1 au where zuko is accidentally turned into a 6 year old (with his 16 year old consciousness) and the gaang ends up having to take care of him. i know that sounds like a weird set-up for romantic zutara but i promise nothing gross happens. it's actually a very funny, sweet and wholesome fic so i strongly encourage that you give it a chance!

the worst prisoner by emletishfish: book 1 au where sokka accidentally kidnaps zuko during the events of the blue spirit, and shenanigans and zutara ensue. this is the funniest zutara fic i have ever read AND there are two more installments in the series so you will be good to go for a long time.

(i couldn't find this fic in my bookmarks at first because my browser logged me out of ao3 and i nearly had a breakdown thinking it was gone forever and texted my friends in full panic mode, so that should tell you how much i adore it.)

once around the sun by eleventy7: i would be deeply remiss in offering fic recommendations if i didn't mention one of the most goated zutara fics of all time. i'll warn you now that though this fic has a happy ending, you should absolutely check the tags or you will be stabbed in the heart halfway through just like i was. the pain is definitely worth it, though.

i hope you enjoy reading these! <3

[batpham-discord-highlights]

2024 April fools and Anniversary Event Prompt List part 4

See what the event was and it's rule here!

Hero! Prompts:

Hero Fortune Cookie

I’m rewriting the ultimate enemy episode. CW sees the evil dan timeline, and instead of weird timeline shenanigans, he decides that the solution is to just make sure that Danny gets placed with a caregiver who knows enough about magic to protect the halfa.  CW starts collecting John Constantine’s soul pieces, and compels him to adopt the freshly traumatized Danny

Hero Gil

Bruce came back home, very tired of a day of crime fighting, and finds a young woman sitting on his kitchen with Alfred serving her some hot chocolate. The older man is smirking, saying that he should really listen to what she has to say

Bruce's new secretary is very competent. Suspiciously so. It isn't until one late night at the office that she fights off the goons after the young Wayne heir that he begins to understand there's more than meets the eye

Hero Strawberry

When Danny took the crown the zone itself changed to reflect this taking on a more cosmic appearance

Tim is sacrificed to the ghost king, only problem is said ghost king is missing when he gets to the zone, rescue mission ensues

Villains! Prompts:

Villain Guardian Soul

A bunch of cats are released into the Watchtower! It's Damian's fault, but he blames it on his dad, since he wouldn't let him keep them at home.

In order to kidnap the Justice League, villains first turned them into cats.... they probably could have chosen easier animals to handle, but regardless, their prodigies will have to rescue them!

Villain Nezu

Condiment King vs Lunch Lady food war

Cujo found the ghost of Ace the Bat hound and has lead him to Danny

Villain Goat

Before he dropped out of med school, Bruce Wayne made many friends. Among them was Jasmine Fenton, fast on her track into becoming a neurosurgeon. She graduated, he dropped out, life went on. Until one day, a Doctor Fenton shows back up in Bruce’s life, running from something terrible.

If anyone wants to use and post with these prompts the Ao3 collection link is here, or post with #April Fools event 2024

[dotlookstired]

It’s kinda cringe as fuck, but I made a multi chapter Witcher fanfic. Lots of cute Lambert/Aiden.

Winter was always a tough time in the keep. The howling winds, negative temperatures, and chest-high snowdrifts weren’t the worst of it—no, it was the lack of non-destructive and harmless outlets for everyone to focus their energy on. With nothing to hunt, no contracts to fulfill, and no outside work to be done due to the snowstorms, the inhabitants of the keep turned a bit crazy. Boredom had brought out their “creativity” in the most spectacular and worst ways.

“Lambert, if you blow up the lab one more time, I’m throwing you out into the snow without boots,” Vesemir growled, his voice echoing down the frigid halls.

“Wouldn’t dream of it, old man,” Lambert shot back, though his mischievous smirk said otherwise. He leaned casually against a wall, tossing a small vial of something volatile-looking between his hands.

Lambert had been an absolute menace, teasing and bothering just about everyone in the keep and blowing things up with his experiments in the lab. He’d been intentionally prickly to everyone except for his boyfriend, Aiden, but even he wasn’t exempt—Lambert had unintentionally gotten on his nerves as well.

Speaking of Lambert’s boyfriend, behind him—or more like above him—was the stir-crazy Cat Witcher who had miraculously survived an assassination attempt by his brothers a year earlier, escaping with only a missing eye and a damaged eardrum. He sat on one of the running support beams for the roof, occasionally flipping down to the floor and then back up again. If Lambert’s shenanigans weren’t enough, Aiden’s “zoomies,” as Lambert had explained it, and his insistence on climbing everything in sight only added to Vesemir’s growing headache. At least he was cleaning the rafters as he went—Vesemir had reluctantly handed him a duster after the third time he’d climbed to the highest point in the keep without going outside to “stretch.”

Geralt, meanwhile, had come down with some seasonal depression and had isolated himself from the rest of the keep. He only emerged to train Ciri briefly before retreating once again. Yennefer, frustrated with Geralt’s reclusiveness, had spent the past week bossing everyone else around and had gotten into a spat with pretty much everyone in the keep, even Ciri—but she especially had it out for Lambert and Dandelion. One morning while she was bathing, Lambert, having had enough of her, seized the opportunity while her guard was down and threw a snowball at her. That had led to a shouting match that still echoed in Vesemir’s ears.

Eskel wasn’t much better. Because his brothers had been caught up in other things and didn’t feel like interacting with him very much, he’d been very clingy and had not let Vesemir have a single moment to himself—until Vesemir had assigned him to look after an orphaned baby goat after its mother died. The sight of the hulking Witcher cradling the tiny creature like a newborn had at first been endearing. But now he had become obsessed with the goat and was treating it as if it were his actual son. Vesemir’s patience was tested when he heard Eskel softly cooing, “Shhh, darling, it’s just a storm,” to the goat in his room one night during a particularly bad blizzard.

Dandelion had gotten severe writer’s block for writing anything decent and had started composing roast ballads in which he mocked whoever had gotten on his nerves that day (almost always Yennefer).

Coën was in the infirmary with relatively minor injuries considering he had been attacked by a bear. One morning, he had been fishing on the local river and had caught quite a large salmon. However, a hungry bear had noticed and also wanted his fish. Coën did not want to share, and a struggle ensued that ended with Coën coming home with not only a salmon but also a bear for dinner.

Even Ciri was joining in the chaos. Because Geralt was too depressed to spend much time with her and Yennefer was in such a terrible mood, she’d started clinging to Vesemir. When she wasn’t clinging to Vesemir, she was helping Lambert with his projects and mayhem, trying to watch and imitate Aiden’s parkour, or sewing Eskel’s goat a little outfit. The keep smelled of singed wood and sulfur more often than not, and Vesemir was certain the explosive sound earlier had something to do with her and his youngest son.

Vesemir sighed. The keep needed order. Or at least a distraction.

The rumors came with the latest supply run from the village at the base of the mountain. A fox-like creature had been spotted in the woods, strange and humanoid, with glowing eyes that unnerved even the bravest hunters. Stranger still, the creature seemed to curse those who encountered it—transforming them into either animals or elderly for a few days before the curse wore off on its own.

At first, Vesemir dismissed it as winter boredom. The villagers, like the witchers, had little to do in the cold months but gossip and weave tall tales. But the stories were persistent, and strange enough that they couldn’t be ignored. Vesemir gathered his pups and honorary pups around the hearth.

“You’re all going to investigate,” he announced, his voice leaving no room for argument. “The fox creature. At the base of the mountain.”

“You just want the keep to yourself,” Lambert muttered, earning a sharp glare from Vesemir.”Yes, I indeed would like a few days where nothing explodes, and with no goats are in my house,” he said.

Ciri perked up. “I want to go too!”

But Geralt placed a hand on her forehead. “Not with the fever you currently have, you’re not. You’re staying here.” Ciri scowled but didn’t argue. “Eww, stay away, keep your plague to yourself” Lambert sneered as he took a few steps away from the sick teen.

Yennefer, overhearing that Gerlat was leaving and not being able to tolerate being alone with Dandelion, quickly volunteered herself for a “vacation” away from the madness, leaving Vesemir to babysit a sick Ciri and a creatively blocked Dandelion.

The Witchers—Geralt, Eskel, Lambert, Coën, and Aiden—set out into the snow. By the time they reached the village at sunset, the welcoming warmth they were used to was nowhere to be found. Most humans were hostile toward Witchers, but this village had always been different—trading food and supplies and offering shelter in return for protection. Something had changed. Doors remained shut, and familiar faces turned away.

The new mayor, who had seemingly taken over by force, was a staunch bigot. He’d declared all non-humans unwelcome, expelling those who had called the village home and imprisoning any humans who stood up for them. His glare lingered on Aiden in particular. Not only was the Cat Witcher a Witcher, but he was also three-quarters Sun Elf, a fact unmistakable from his appearance. In truth, no one would suspect any human ancestry in him unless he explicitly disclosed it.

Geralt stepped forward. “We’re here to help. The fox creature—”

“We don’t need your kind of help,” the mayor snapped. “Leave. Now.”

Disgusted, the Witchers turned away.

“Well, it’s not like the creature is in the village—it’s outside, in the woods,” Eskel said, trying to lighten the mood.

“Yes, but I’m not sure we’re going to be able to find it in the dark,” Lambert replied bitterly. “The creature has only been reported during daylight so far, and I really don’t want to sleep in the cold, snowy woods. We also didn’t bring much food or sleeping gear because the villagers usually accommodate us.”

As they neared the edge of the village, a woman gathering firewood hesitated before hurrying over to them.

“I’m sorry,” she said in a hushed voice. “The mayor doesn’t speak for all of us.”

Coën was about to respond when he shivered and flinched in pain from his still-healing wounds. The woman noticed and asked if he was okay, but he assured her he would be fine. Lambert, however, wasn’t convinced Coën would manage a night in the woods and voiced his concerns openly.

At this, the woman paused, her expression thoughtful.

The Witchers watched her closely, curiosity evident in their faces.

Finally, she spoke up. “Can you guys move quietly enough that no one would notice you?”

“If you can sneak into my barn, you can stay there for the night. I’ll bring food and blankets.”

The Witchers exchanged glances.

“We’d be grateful,” Geralt said.

The barn was warm, insulated with hay stacked in the loft. Lambert flopped onto a bale with a sigh of relief. “Better than freezing to death in the woods,” he muttered.

As they settled in, however, they noticed that Coën was shaking. Coën caught everyone staring at him. “I’m fine, just a little cold,” he said.

Eskel walked over and placed a hand on Coën’s forehead, finding it too warm. “You’ve got a fever. Maybe you caught what Ciri had?” he suggested.

Coën shook his head. “No, I don’t feel sick—just... off,” he replied.

Eskel pulled up Coën’s tunic to examine his wounds. His frown deepened. “You’ve pulled some stitches, I'll have to redo them. You also might have an infection. Does anyone have any medicine?”

Geralt opened his mouth to answer, but before he could speak, a sudden sneeze echoed from above. Everyone glanced up to see a sniffly, trembling Aiden perched on a rafter.

Aiden cleared his throat. “Sorry—it’s dusty up here,” he lied.

“Well, come down, then. I want to go to sleep anyway,” Lambert told him.

In truth, Aiden wasn’t feeling well enough to climb down. He’d been feeling off since halfway through their journey down the mountain, but it hadn’t fully hit him until now, when he had a chance to relax. Still, he didn’t want to worry anyone. If he’d been with his Cat brethren, he knew he’d likely be berated—or even left behind—if they realized he was sick while on a mission.

Aiden shook his head, immediately regretting it as dizziness washed over him. “Why don’t you come up here and sleep, love?” he suggested, trying to hide how rough his voice sounded.

Lambert narrowed his eyes in suspicion. “I can’t balance up there while sleeping. I’d fall and break my neck, and you know Wolves don’t share the Cat obsession with high places,” he reasoned.

“Well, the hay is gross. What if it has bugs in it?” Aiden countered, his voice rasping despite his efforts to hide it. “I’ll just stay up here by myself if you won’t join me.”

Lambert’s suspicion deepened, tinged with a bit of hurt that Aiden didn’t seem to want to lie with him. He was about to press further when the farm woman appeared, carrying a pile of blankets, a pot of warm tea with honey, bowls of delicious-smelling stew, and a first-aid kit.

“I thought, given how sick the injured one looked, some herbal tea with honey might help, along with fresh bandages,” she said, glancing at Coën, who offered a weak smile. “And with all of you being out in the cold all day, I thought some warm stew would be nice.”

“Thank you,” Eskel said gratefully. “We’d be in much worse shape without your kindness—especially since it looks like another one of us is coming down with something.” His gaze shifted upward to Aiden, who was now lying on the roof rafter.

Aiden raised an eyebrow, his glowing yellow Cat eye peering down at them. The farm woman startled, clearly unnerved. Aiden tried to jump down as he normally would, but his strength failed him.

He began to fall—but Lambert reacted quickly, catching him before he hit the ground.

“Easy, love. I’ve got you,” Lambert said, cradling Aiden. “You’re burning up!”

Aiden mumbled something incoherent to Lambert before managing a rasping apology to the farm woman. She waved it off with a kind smile, setting the supplies down.

“There’s medicine in the kit,” she said gently. “Take care of each other. I’ll keep watch for the mayor.”

The Witchers decided to prioritize tending to the sick and injured before anything else. They laid blankets over the hay bales to create makeshift beds and carefully helped Aiden and Coën out of their armor. Both of them were visibly exhausted. While Coën allowed himself to be gently guided to his makeshift bed, Aiden was far more reluctant.

He had been terrified of any medical treatment ever since the trauma caused by the surgeries he underwent after surviving an assassination attempt by his brothers. The injuries, including an arrow that had to be removed from his eye and brain, along with other severe wounds, left deep physical and emotional scars. Given that Witchers don’t have much money, anesthetic hadn’t been an option for most of the procedures, making the experience all the more harrowing.

Lambert sighed in frustration. “Your child has given Aiden her plague!” he hissed at Geralt.

Geralt, too focused on helping Eskel tend to Coën, barely acknowledged him, muttering a distracted, “Neat.”

This only made Lambert angrier. “This is not neat! As I’m sure you’re aware, a virus must be particularly nasty to have any effect on a witcher!” he screeched, his voice rising enough to make Coën flinch and Aiden cover both his functioning ear and his barely functioning one.

Realizing his outburst was affecting Coën and Aiden, Lambert muttered an apology before turning his attention back to Aiden.

“Relax, love,” Lambert murmured, crouching beside his partner. “I’ll be right next to you soon enough. Unless you’ve been hiding injuries from us, you don’t need stitches like Coën,” he added with a small smile, trying to lighten the mood. “We just need to check your temperature and maybe give you some medicine, that’s all.”

Aiden’s single cat-like eye was hazy with fever, and he swayed slightly, clearly disoriented. Lambert gently guided him to lie down, though Aiden, still foolishly trying to convince the group he was fine, muttered a few sleepy protests about “being fine.” The heat radiating off him was alarming, and Lambert suspected the fever was making him delirious.

Meanwhile, Eskel began re-stitching Coën’s wounds. The Griffen School witcher winced but stayed mostly calm as Eskel worked, talking softly to distract him. When Eskel was finished, he gave Coën a dose of antibiotics. Coën, though pale and weak, swallowed the pills without resistance, muttering his thanks before curling up under the blankets.

Aiden, however, was a different story.

Geralt joined Lambert to help him check an uncooperative Aiden’s temperature, which turned out to be dangerously high. Lambert frowned, brushing damp hair away from his lover’s sweat-soaked forehead. “That’s not good,” he muttered.

Eskel, after finishing with Coën, returned with the first aid kit. “If it’s that high, we’ll need to get some medicine into him,” he said, rummaging through the supplies. Unfortunately, the fever medication had to be injected.

Lambert paled at the sight of the syringe, glancing down at Aiden, who was now mumbling incoherently. He knew very well of the Cat Witchers' deep trauma surrounding medical procedures. Lambert had even been present for some of the gruesome procedures.

As Lambert tried to reason with Aiden, Eskel prepared the syringe. “Aiden, you need this,” Lambert said, cupping his lover’s flushed cheek. “It’ll help, I promise.”

But Aiden’s eyes widened and his pointy ears folded back defensively at the sight of the needle, and he instinctively tried to pull away, weakly struggling despite his fever.

Geralt, who had also had a bit of medical trauma from the additional experimentation as a White Wolf, knelt beside Lambert. “Aiden, please be reasonable. I know you’re scared—these kinds of things make me uncomfortable as well, I know how you feel. But if we don’t do this, the fever could kill you.”

The words didn’t seem to reach Aiden, who shook his head furiously, tears welling up in his yellow eye. “I don't want anymore poking and prodding” he rasped, his voice weak and scratchy. “Please, no…”

Lambert ran a hand through his non-existent hair, clearly distressed. He didn’t want to hold Aiden down or force him, but the fever was getting worse. He glanced helplessly at Geralt and Eskel.

“Can either of you jab him while the other restrains him?” Lambert asked in a low voice. “I… I can’t bring myself to do it. I don’t want to hurt him.”

Geralt sighed. “I’ll hold him. I’ve been where he is—I can’t jab him either.”

Eskel nodded. “I’ll do it, but you need to stay with him, Lambert. He’s going to need you.”

Lambert nodded, though he was already feeling guilty at the thought of what they were about to do. Slowly, Geralt approached Aiden, who blinked blearily up at him. “Hey, Aiden,” Geralt said as gently as he could with his gruff voice, sitting down beside him. “I’m just going to sit here, okay?”

Aiden hesitated but nodded sluggishly. Geralt carefully slipped an arm around him, then swiftly pulled the feverish Cat Witcher slightly onto his lap. Aiden startled at the sudden movement, his body tense, but Geralt began running a soothing hand over his arm. “Shh… It’s okay,” he murmured. Aiden’s tension eased slightly, and he started purring softly, the sound vibrating weakly against Geralt’s chest.

Lambert joined them, sitting beside Aiden and taking his hand in his own. He pressed a kiss to Aiden’s knuckles. “I’m here, love,” he whispered, squeezing Aiden’s hand.

Aiden’s purring grew louder, and for a moment, it seemed like they might get through it without much resistance. But as Eskel approached with the syringe, realization dawned on Aiden, and panic flared in his fevered eye. He started weakly struggling, begging them to stop.

“Don’t! Please, don’t!” Aiden pleaded, his voice breaking.

Lambert cupped Aiden’s face, turning his head away from the needle. “Look at me, Aiden. Just look at me, okay?” he said softly. “It’ll be over before you know it. You’re strong—you’ve been through worse than this.”

Eskel took the opportunity to quickly jab the syringe into Aiden’s arm. The Cat Witcher let out a sharp cry, his body tensing as he tried to pull away. Geralt tightened his grip, holding him steady while Lambert continued to murmur reassurances.

“It’s okay,” Geralt said firmly, his hand still stroking Aiden’s hair. As Eskel pushed the plunger down and withdrew the needle, Aiden’s cries turned into soft whimpers. Geralt loosened his hold, and Aiden immediately wriggled free, drunkenly and wobbly climbing and retreating to the rafters of the barn while Lambert tried to stop him, fearing he'd fall again. He perched there, trembling and blankly staring into the void with tears rolling down his face, his ears twitching every once and a while with agitation.

Lambert sighed, running a hand over his face. “I hate this,” he muttered.

“We did what we had to,” Eskel said gently, though his expression was troubled.

Coën fell asleep almost immediately after eating, exhausted from his injuries and infection. Eskel wasn’t far behind, snoring softly on his hay bale. Geralt and Lambert, however, stayed awake, trying to coax Aiden down from his perch with a bowl of stew.

Eventually, the medicine seemed to take effect, and Aiden began to think more clearly. He cautiously climbed down from the rafters, though he kept his distance from the others. He sat with his back to them, nibbling at the stew in silence, refusing to meet their eyes.

Lambert approached slowly, sitting down beside him. “Let’s take this off for the night, it’s not good for it to be covered 24/7” he said as he reached for Aiden's eyepatch, but the Cat Witcher flinched away.

The rejection stung, but Lambert didn’t push.

“I’m sorry,” Lambert said quietly. “I didn’t want to do that to you, with what you’ve been through.”

Aiden didn’t respond, his ears flattened against his head. But the fact that he’d come down at all was a small victory. Lambert decided to give him space, hoping that with time, Aiden would forgive him.

Outside, the horrifying scream of an unfamiliar creature echoed through the hills. Geralt’s eyes narrowed as he stared out the barn window. “It’s close,” he said.

“Good,” Lambert muttered, his voice low. “I need something to stab.”

[anime-is-godlike]

Twisted wonderland dorms x esmeralda reader

One day the dorm leaders (jamil instead of kalim for this one) finds a magical stone with the power to show parts of the past of someone close to them they choose not to use it to respect there privacy of that person but shenanigans ensue and the stone is used and there shown there dear SO’s past

This is the Disney version of the hunchback of notre dame

Heartslabyul-savanaclaw-octavinelle-scarabia - pomefiore-ignihyde-diasomnia

Heartslabyul

Riddle recently found this stone in the rose gardens he went to the headmaster about it and Crowley told him about it that it has the power to show him the past to the person closest to his heart

In riddles mind it immediately goes to his girlfriend yuu he knew nothing of her past and when he brings it up she goes silent so he chose to drop the topic to be respectful however what she’s did say was that she was something called a gypsy, and riddle had no clue what a gypsy was but accepted it

“Mister roseheart you should be careful for one’s past is one that shouldn’t be taken lightly” riddle nods he knows that what ever is in his partners past should remain hidden until they feel it is right to tell him

………sadly he did not get his wish for he has 2 idiots in his dorm

Once riddle comes back to his dorm he tell trey and cater about what he discovered what he didn’t realise was that a certain red haired and blue haired and grey haired overheard this conversation and one of them decided to steal it

Who came up with this genius idea well non other than grim he didn’t really listen into the whole past thing he thought it was like the black rocks he’s been eating so he hatched a plan to take it when the dorm leader leaves his office

Riddle finally left to go bust you but along the way he realised he forgot to grab a tart for you and your goat friend so he went back towards the dorm where he happened to bump into two panicked figures and three on the ground he gave a silent prey knowing this is gonna end with someone’s head off but went over to the five he finally realised who they where it was trey cater ace and deuce he walked over to them with a bit of a red face

“What is going on right now!?” His voiced boomed over the panicked lot

“Dorm leader we have a code grim” at that riddle became more red

“What has he done now!!??” He yelled at this cater points to ace and deuce on the ground holding grim and the stone in front riddle ran up and grabbed the stone but then grim gets free and goes for the stone in riddles hand, ace and deuce run up and grab grim and pull him back and cater and trey pull on riddle

As the conflict ensue no one noticed that the stone was glowing until it was so bright it couldn’t be ignored and everything went black

…………….

“Where are we?” A newly awoken ace aced rubbing his head he noticed he was now on the ground along with if partner in crime deuce and the other four riddle trey cater and grim the others soon awoke in a unfamiliar place

It was cold with no life to it the streets where empty and there was tall buildings towering over them with a lot of unfamiliar statues and a huge building with a round stain glass window

“Where In The sevens are we?” Riddle asked and soon it dawned of him he looked down and saw no stone and a place that wasn’t his down and his face went very…red

“YOU IDIOTS!!!” He yelled at ace deuce and grim with trey and cater behind riddle trey had a disappointed look on his face and cater had a sweat drop

“We are now stuck in the past with no way back until the stone has run out of magic!!!” Riddle yelled at the trio of idiots

“Mmmmmh I thought it was like the black rock” grim pouted and mumbled

“What was that?!” At riddle yell it immediately shut grim up but just as riddle was about to yell again cater spoke up to spare everyone’s ears and not trigger another overblot

“Who and what is going on??” Ace asked confused at the weird place and how everything was so different

“Didn’t you just hear what the headmaster said about the stone to be frank it shows the person past we have close to our hearts so I’m guessing me and grim where thinking about yuu” grim huffed

“That henchmen isn’t close to me at all sure she’s nice and caring and give me food I love like tuna but where no close at all!!” Grim yelled out, he obviously loved her In a motherly way I mean she did treat him like a baby

“So this is yuu chan home world wow” cater said trying to take a picture but all of them turned out blank

“Well that weird” he said putting his phone way and they looked around at the city

The scene before then turned dark and they couldn’t see anything just then this little blue orb with wings appeared

“Hello” it said with a high pitched cherrie voice

“Hello?” Everyone said but grim trey decided to be the voice of reason spoke up

“Can you tell us how to get out of here?” The little blue orb started flapping around and giggling

“Sorry silly billy” just then three items appeared suspended in mid air it was a small wooden doll which looked like yuu the second one was a golden headpiece which looked like a dancers and the finale item was a necklace with a cross in the middle it looked like it was made of string

“Each one of these items holds a key peace of her personality” the orb flew over to the necklace

“Her kindness” then it flew over to the crown

“Her passion” then flew over to the doll

“And a darkness” riddles face pales at the last line

“Pick one item and you can see into her memory but be warned once you’ve chosen a item you can only see memories connected to her personality so what shall it be her kindness her passion or darkness” the orb giggled and flew up in the air and the guys turn to each other

“Well it’s your choice riddle since you found the stone” cater said and the others nod

“Well we know she has a passion for dancing so I’m guessing that’s what the headpiece is gonna show us” ace said stocking his chin deuce then spoke up

“And she’s kind to everyone” the other nod

“Then that leaves the doll” riddle says and he thinks for a moment

“I think since rose is not here it would be rude to choose the doll….she can tell me when she’s read-” riddle was cut of by high pitched laughter

“Oh oh who thing I forgot to mention if you don’t choose a item one will be chosen for you also there was a time limit which started as soon as the item appeared which ends in 1 seconds” just as riddle was about to yell about rules the necklace floats down the scene changes to a bright sunny day with a bustling street

they see a cloaked figure fall into a tent riddle ran in with the others and saw the figure pull down a curtain as they fell and behind the curtain was riddles beautiful girlfriend in a house coat riddle went almost as red as his hair

“Who!?” She yelled out only to see the man on the floor and in a flash she realised he must have tripped into her tent by accident she helped him up as he covers his face

“Are you okay?” She asked in a much calmer voice the figure back away covering more of his face

“I didn’t mean to I-I’m sorry” she gave him a small smile and walked closer to him trying to help riddle gave a small smile to himself he loved how kind she is

“Your not hurt are you” she bents down to help him up and slowly took of his hood to check he was indeed fine but the boy protested

“No no no” she then lift his hood of to reveal a boy with a oversized lump over his eye and two grown out teeth the five of them took a step back slightly fearful however yuu appeared unaffected and smiled at the boy

“There are no harm done” the boy looked at yuu in shock as she gave him a kind smile

“Just try to be a little more careful” she led him out the tent with a hand on his hump just as he was out the tent

“By the way great mask” she pointed at him with a smile and closed the curtain leaving the group in wonder as the memory fades ready to show another

“Mmmmyaaaa he was ugly!!” Grim yelled out looking scared

“Hey we don’t talk about people appearances like that” oddly enough is was cater to say that to grim just as grim was about you whine again the next scene started the same boy was tied up on a wheel like devil he shirt ripped and a crown on his head with people throwing good at him the scene was hard to watch

“What the hell are those people don’t why isn’t anyone helping him?!!” Riddle yelled out as he was about to take a step forward trey was about to grab his arm to stop him when a familiar head of hair ran forward and he smiled knowing who it was

as she appeared the crowd gasped in shock she was untying a piece of clothing from around he waist she slowly knees down

“Don’t be afraid….I’m sorry this wasn’t supposed to happen she wiped of a bit of tomatoe on his face the group bar grim smiled at the scene but a voice broke the moment

“You gypsy girl get down at once!” He voice was laced with venom and riddle narrows his eyes at the man as he could sense something else in him but not knowing what

“Yes you honour just as soon as a free this poor boy” she got up and place the fabric back on he waist

“I forbid it!!!” He spat out riddle was clenching his knuckles knowing since these where memories he couldn’t do anything you looked back at him with a glare and took a dagger out and cut the ropes

“Okay first where was she hiding that and second does she still have it?!” Ace yelled out and everyone shook there heads…that was his main question

“How dare you defy me !?” He pointed at her

“You mistreat this poor boy the same way you mistreat my people!!” You spate back at hun cater turned to riddle

“What does she mean by ‘mistreat my people’” cater air quotes and riddle looks down honestly he has no clue much of you last his a mystery to him

“I wish I had a answer to that” they then look back at the scene

“ You speak of justice yet you are cruel to those most in need of your help!” He then stood up and waved his arms

“Silence!!!” Yuu the yelled back

“JUSTICE!!!” Honestly riddle and the other with in shock rarely raised you voice so you hear you full on scream was a shock

“what was that” the scene then fades to black then the blue orb reappears floating down

“I think that’s enough for one day you’ll be going back now hehe goodbye” and everything turns to white and there back where they where and the stone long gone as soon as riddle realised where he was he ran of towards the dorm he opened the door to see you humming and playing with you goat jolly

“Oh hello dear” just then yuu felt his arms wrap around them

“My my are you okay ?” He nods into your hair he then looks into your eyes and begins to explain everything yuu listen a little shocked then smiled

“well you’ve already scene a part of it” yuu then begins explain everything and let’s just say he was even more angry than ever how could that man do this to you also his distrust of the man was warranted that night he held you tightly In comfortable silence with jolly asleep next to you

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Hope you enjoyed this this is not proofread

[meetthegofer]

🦀🦅💕😑💀 (esp interested in the last one considering game mechanics)

THANK YOU TORRANCE MY GOAT.. once again since this will be a little long its going under a readmore 🔥 thank you though this is a very fun selection

🦀- How did they handle realizing they were in love? Embarrassed? Nervous? Mad?

fossey was absolutely the more accepting of his feelings of the two in this regard; though they were definitely pretty nervous they tended to downplay it a lot, like "welllll... people get crushes on coworkers with all the time!! plus its not like anything's gonna come of it, so its fine for me to like him.. im sure ill get over it soon" <- that. generally just didnt register that they might have a chance At All and as a result didnt really catch themself reading too much into his words/actions because "well its not like he'd like me anyways! that would be wasting my time. i have a job to do, after all".

sniper on the other hand...

for him, the realization was like being hit in the face with a brick. not because he thought fossey was particularly undesirable in any way that would make him go "i cant believe i like THEM", but rather because he was still operating under the expectation of not really getting to know them or really form any relationship/attachment past just. general coworker amiability. it honestly made him panic a bit, because he wasnt sure if this would affect his performance in battle ["if i get hung up on something like that, itll be easier for me to get distracted and hurt more easily. or worse, ill underperform" <- that sorta thing] and again, he tries to consider himself as being somewhat divorced from feelings, at least on a professional level. of course, we know this to not be true [calls his parents regularly, shows genuine care to his teammates, etc etc] but well. hes stupid. <3.

🦅- How good are their friends at being wingmen? Do they even help at all or just sit back watching the pining with a bag of popcorn?

...you could not possibly have a worse ensemble of wingmen than the options laid out for these two. at the absolute least, fossey has the support of miss pauling, who reassures them about things when they feel down. however shes not really an active wingman? like she encourages fossey but doesnt ever actively try to vouch for fossey as a potential partner for sniper, mostly because fossey has asked her Not to [going back to the whole lack of perceived desirability they feel and all]. other than that, they havent really confided in their feelings to anyone else, mostly because they know theres literally no circumstance under which it would end without great humiliation.

sniper, on the other hand, tries to be discreet when asking for advice, but everyone kind of Knows who hes got his eyes set on. so when he tries to ask for help and is immediately met with a chorus of "ooooh so youre finally gonna ask out fossey?" hes like FUCK YOU and also how did you know [fake idgafer they saw you saying good morning!! when you dont do that for anyone else!!!!]. so i think he would get frustrated and then not ask for help again

that said i can definitely see a few of the mercs trying to take things into their own hands. scout makes stupid jokes to fossey about sniper ["yknow hes got a picture of ya in his camper, right?" "HE WANTS TO SHOOT ME?" "NO"], soldier probably tries giving him unsolicited advice that literally only worked because zhanna matches his freak so well, and medic breaks HIPAA in a strange way to try and bring them closer together. none of it ever works but theyre all quite content to watch the two of them very awkwardly dance around their feelings for one another and tease them about it [though mostly sniper. since fossey does a shockingly good job at hiding her side of things + they havent known her nearly as long]

💕- Who confessed first and how? Did it go as planned or did shenanigans ensue?

oh this ones fun. they both kinda confessed at different times, but the first one just... didnt work? going back to this question set, after fossey apologizes/confronts sniper about his avoidance, he Does confess his feelings, but does so in a more vague way that fossey absolutely Did Not Clock as romantic. unfortunately this ended with the most brutally unintentional friendzone known to man

its not as though All hope is lost, though. like i said, there were multiple "confessions", albeit fossey's was admittedly much more thought out in terms of like. the specifics.

see, they have a really bad habit of overworking [mostly because they lose track of time very easily, and their work is so repetitive its easy to get lost in the sauce. they arent a very intentional overachiever], and a lot of sleep problems. as such, it was bound to happen that they would one day fall asleep at their desk, having worked themself to exhaustion and not really noticing it until they'd woken up...

sniper notices fossey sleeping at their desk, hours after they were supposed to leave for the day [being a bit of an insomniac himself, he would sometimes just. walk around. everyone on the team is kind of a freak it makes sense to me. you know]. so he goes and wakes them up like "hey dude you were supposed to leave hours ago" and theyre like FUCK right ill be out of here in a second. however, before they can leave, sniper remembers that fossey usually Walks home. so he offers them a ride, because the idea of them walking home alone at like 2am greatly unsettles him. they agree, and since its only a 15/20 minute walk it ends up being a very short drive, spent in an admittedly comfortable silence between the two. maybe a longing glance or two is passed without the other noticing.

and just before fossey steps out of the van to go fuck off to their apartment building, without even thinking they lean over and give him a kiss on the cheek, then step out and wave goodbye like nothing happened. [its not until theyre actively closing the door to the apartment building behind them that they realize what theyve done. and by then theyre like FUCK]

sniper is obviously speechless, because just a couple months ago he got friendzoned and he was still wrestling with the fact that his feelings were only getting stronger with time. he just kind of sits there for a second before he realizes he probably looks crazy just sitting there in a van outside an apartment complex that is primarily home to like. old ladies. and on the drive back to his usual parking space for the camper hes just like Fuuuck work is gonna be so awkward tomorrow.

and the next day they do talk it out.. fossey stops by his camper and is like Heyyy so can we um 😅 talk about last night haha... and they give a verbal confession but end it with like "im not really expecting you to feel the same way but since you basically already know i figured id tell you..." and snipers just there like It is unbelievable how much i feel the same way. i imagine the conversation itself would be quite awkard/seemingly "anticlimactic" for the start of a relationship, sort of like [incoming maine moment] shimamitsu's first little stint as a couple in skip to loafer where they just very awkwardly are like "do you... wanna try going out?" after a rather embarrassingly sudden confession. but both of them are autistic and awkward so <3 love is love <3

😑- How easily do they get jealous and how do they handle it?

fossey is admittedly not very jealous at all LOL though this mostly comes from the fact that they dont place very high value in themself. so theyre like "? if he ever found someone else he'd just go for it man i dont think it'd be worthwhile to keep me around just to cheat". they also just arent really the possessive type, since they do actually trust him quite a bit in this regard and are very much of the "if you love something let it go" mindset. however in the context where i ship sniper with the other mercs theyre very chill with it. because fossey has the fujoshi spirit 👍

if they ever Would get jealous i think they would handle it well enough on their own, though. they tried exactly one [1] time to make a joke about sniper leaving for someone else and he was MORTIFIED so they were like Damn i probably shouldnt do that again that was a little mean.

sniper i think would probably be a little bit more jealous? it doesnt come up very much, but every once in a while someone gets just a liiittle too close or looks a liiittle too long and hes like ? You could back up a little bit!

he mostly keeps it to himself since fossey isn't and has never been the type to pursue or flirt with others even in a playful context, so when he Does get jealous its usually directed at the other party. i think early on he mightve gone to fossey about it first and when they got confused [because they didnt think the other person saw them that way + were absolutely NOT trying to go for them] he realized it didnt make much sense and didnt really bring it up like that again. not much reason to blame fossey for how others feel when they arent the one Inviting those feelings, yknow? at most he might be like "damn that guy would Not leave you alone" but even then it happens quite rarely, so its not something they really have to address more than like. once or twice a year. that said i Do think he might get a little more clingy without really noticing it... hugging a little more tightly or casually throwing an arm around their shoulders a little longer than usual.

💀- If the canon character is canonically dead, how did your OC handle their death? (Or did you completely omit their death cause fuck canon?)

this one is interesting, not just because of the game mechanics but also because of his canon [albeit temporary] comic death. when considering respawn compatibility + mechanics and the nature of the game, i think fossey is desensitized enough to how much violence occurs around these guys on a daily basis that the concept of sniper being hurt in this way doesnt really faze him any more than it does miss pauling or any other merc. like he knows he'll be back. its fine. though i do think in the back of his mind he sometimes worries that one day sniper might come back and not remember/not love/not care for him anymore, although this has yet to happen, and if scout's persistence with trying to court miss pauling is any proof, it likely never will.

his comic death, however, is a different story, primarily because it left him with some pretty permanent scars. fossey freaked out so fucking bad when they found out what happened [since they werent present for it] and they just like. almost couldnt really believe it? the desensitization to his death in the context of the gravel war + respawn machine and how it functions made them less cognizant of the idea that Hey he could still die for real one day. and that realization shook them pretty badly... if they were actually present for it i think they would genuinely be inconsolable for a while. but LUCKILY hes back 👍 insert i cant help myself "all clean!" image here

[parchmentknight]

look i know the anatomy's a little off BUT i drew this THREE years ago. i have learned and grown as a person (not really. maybe?). still really like this guys design, might redraw. wish i could think of and carry through with stuff like this nowadays.

also has anyone ever done a centaur as a pc character in dnd? even if having a character who cant go up ladders or steep slopes can make an adventure game hard to play, i think it would be cool if ur character could carry other pcs on their back and just having the image of this huge-ass manbeast bend its horse knees to walk into a tavern and order a pint of milk would be so funny. also, movement speed, unique attacks, npc reactions.

if you dont wanna give up climbing stuff, you could also homebrew a goat centaur (the bottom half of the person is a goat instead of a horse) who can scale cliff really easily OR EVEN another animal entirely (does not have to be ruminants or related) like... a DOG CENTAUR. or cat, or lion, or bear, or dragon, whatever. that would be cool. but i think i would only use such a character for a more light-hearted, homebrew game. shenanigans will ensue.

[inevitably-johnlocked]

Hi Steph! i messaged you a while back because someone recommended my fic, and it was very touching. well after hiatus, I finished the entirety of season 1 of Reichenbach Falls! one third is done, which comes up to 550K words! I am so excited to have actually pulled it off, oh my god it was like birth, and i was hesitatnt to post because, well, it was a long time since my last update. but of course I'm not done with it LOL, it's gonna haunt me more as I publish s2 which is the next 110 chapters out of 303(https://archiveofourown.org/works/26233390/chapters/128797882#workskin). Season 1 can now be read as a standalone, since it is all finished and came full circle. I just had to share because I am so proud of myself for once??

oh and i wanted to share my friend Bee's illustration of Jim Moriarty, who is the bad guy, of course, a mixture of himself and Bill Cipher. He's gorgeously MURDEROUS!

he is the GOAT. as is my lovely friend who drew him over a year ago when we brainstormed season 2. He's just the perfect little meow meow.

I guess that's it C: I am just excited, and proud, and ready to write the sequel hehe *hides away from exam season*

I started this fic when I was 20, now I'm 23 and it's like having a toddler, IT WONT LET ME SLEEP AT NIGHT!

That's it I guess haha, sorry for the chaos (it's thematic with Jim, tho), but I'm a little ball of emotions and I actually managed to log into this tumblr lmao

I hope you have a lovely day, as everyone else too :) you guys are the best here! thank you for being so kind :)

MWAH

Reichenbach Falls by VeeTheRee(M, 551,435+ w., 105/303 Ch. || WiP || Gravity Falls /  Multifandom AU || Alternate First Meeting, Gay Sherlock, Mutual Pining, Unilock, Summer Romance/Love, Fluff, Insecure Sherlock, Villain Mary, First Kiss, Slow Burn, Doctor Who, Supernatural, Canadian John, French Canadian Lestrade, Insecure Sherlock, Mystery, Domestic Fluff, Developing Relationship Summer Love, Light Angst, BAMF! John, Case Fic) – Two Canadians, two Brits studying in Canada, and an upkeeper walk into a Mystery Shack…. and live there. Summer holidays are here, and the step-siblings, Irene Adler and Sherlock Holmes, find themselves in a boring town called Reichenbach Falls, Oregon, USA. It isn’t as boring as it seems, however, once Sherlock stumbles upon a mystery journal, and the author is unknown. The journal contains ciphers, a strange colour wheel, and information about magical creatures that are said to be looming in the Northwestern forests. With mysteries to solve in hand, he and Irene set out to get to the roots of the town, and the abrupt disappearance of the author of the journal. But they’re not alone - John Watson, quite the handsome nephew of the Mystery Shack owner Greg Lestrade, is on their side to help out, plus mess with Sherlock’s feelings, in a good way. Shenanigans, romance, fun, danger, and deductions ensue. Oh, and there’s also occasional SuperWhoLock and two dorky Winchester brothers to spark up the action later on. Part 1 of the Reichenbach Falls series

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HEY LOVELY!!! <3 <3 <3

SO happy to hear about the progress of the fic! I know you have a small fandom here who are eager to read the next season, and we're happy to hear that it's on its way!!!

And NEVER apologize for being chaotic!! I and everyone here loves it!!

Everyone go give this fic some love, and, if you haven't checked it out yet, give it a read! <3

[comrade-bucket]

good omens s2e2 thoughts

I want to scream about every episode of good omens as I watch it slowly, I wish I had a community around it but I don’t wanna poke around tumblr or anywhere for fear of spoilers and I like to savor shit (“you go too fast for me binge watchers!!”).

So hear ol void buddy take my screaming!!

Idk if I’ve ever made so many noises at a screen! I have a lot invested into this world to the point where everything is imbued with Benefit Of The Doubt Goodness, like it’s my child. I guess that’s what being a fan is like but also being a fan can mean being extremely disappointed so there’s that

I’m not disappointed I’m screaming! Okay episode 2. I love the buddy holly song and the gasp I made when Gabriel sings it. I loooove the little gay dorky conductor motion Aziraphale makes before singing it to people, I am obsessed with it, I’m chewing the walls.

Job!!!! I just read a fanfic that partially takes place during the book of Job, I haven’t dived HARD into the world of GO fanfic but I’ve read enough that take place in biblical times that make me go “huh wow the bible is this real thing full of very old and pervasive myths, oooo there were real people wandering the desert back in the day,” sense-of-awe type vibes. And then the show is doing that!!!!

I love a show that wrestles with this very big question that feels like it is playing out for me on some ancestral level, as a person (like many of us) descended from people who believed in God: “HOW THE FUCK COULD YOU EXIST AND BE SO CRUEL, HOW COULD I BELIEVE, FUCK YOU GOD FUCK YOU!!” lol maybe that’s not entirely a question. Hard not to giggle at it a little but it’s also like a pretty big thing to wrestle with?? (I’ll die on this hill but see: thor love and thunder - dumb little box office stories that actually are wrestling with that if you choose to go there)

Bible fanfic!!! It makes something in me itch in a good, I think, way

What else. Brain all over. There’s Jim ordering the books by the first letter of the first word, which is like the damn Spotify playlists that spelled out those words. GOD DAMMIT!!! Brain tickles!!! What does it meeaaaannn?? Should I start looking for acrostics everywhere, like in that weird headline about the ducks held by that rando in the pub who is going to be important prob?? What does it mean when you open your life to the unhingedness and magic of little synchronicities like that, of things vibrating with hidden meaning???

The angels not recognizing Gabriel is sooo good - me expecting a more typical “ha ha he tries to hide Gabriel, shenanigans ensue” - nope, he just answers the door, the angels don’t know him, Aziraphale (like us) is like “….okay what the fuck???” [unless it’s the miracle that’s hiding him, that’s possible]

There is something with identity and who are you if your appearance changes but you stay the same (the goats, Job’s children); who are you if your appearance stays the same but you are fundamentally different inside and/or nobody recognizes you and/or you have to pretend to be someone else (Gabriel/Jim, Job’s kids when they come back) (and then there’s Maggie and Nina actually being entirely new characters with the same face!) (and! on the opposite side, Beelzebub having a new face and the story is like “eh, new face, same guy”) - what is identity, what is a self??

And then identity is a theme for Aziraphale too right!! At the end of ep. 2 he’s like “what am I???”, it’s a whole existential crisis, (you feel for him so hard, because these actors are so fucking good??). He’s like I can’t possibly be an angel because I did these non-angelic, demonic things… and Crowley is like “🤷 you can still be an angel, more or less”…….. if you appear to be an angel then nobody has to know…… and what, really, is the difference

(“if it walks like a duck and it quacks like a duck”... and Crowley’s thing with ducks!)

Holy shit and that flows into undertones of things being a metaphor for being closeted?? Would love to untangle it more but that scene where Aziraphale eats the meat - 1) was SOOOOO fanficky (in the best way!!), I mean I’m puking, (Book of Job fanfic! Just an intimate encounter in the space between scenes); 2) was very easily some kind of stand in for, you know, temptations of the flesh, gay sex type thing. (I mean… did he have to eat the meat like that… did Crowley have to watch him like that... I mean… come on. Amazing.) (incidentally I think Michael sheen is playing Aziraphale even gayer this season mannerisms-wise and I just love it a lot!!) - so anyway, Aziraphale and Crowley’s whole thing being “we love each other, we know we love each other, but NO ONE CAN KNOW how much we love each other”… even to the point of hiding it from ourselves, lying to ourselves (cough Aziraphale)… that theme just feels so present!

Being closeted… you have this experience that is so pleasurable and full of love and can’t possibly be wrong (eating meat, befriending a demon)... and yet the highest powers are telling you it’s wrong, god says it’s wrong, that’s your entire identity, so who are you?? You just have to pretend… oh man it’s so sad pals!!!

I’m obsessed with this identity thing. I wonder if it’ll be important to the plot. Back to episode 1, Az & Jim: “I know someone who looks like you” “that’s probably me then! I think that’s one of the ways you can tell” - ha ha funny joke cute line, except wait, it is thematically resonating throughout everything, oops!!

ALSO getting caught in the rain and taking refuge under an awning and falling in love = it raining outside the garden of eden and Crowley shelters under Aziraphale’s wing…. GOD FUCKING DAMN IT

Okay those are some of my long chaotic thoughts, thanks for listening void!!!

[kiwi-duckquack]

Lore spotted, elaborate immediately (undertale au)

AH OKAY HERE'S A BASIC RUNDOWN:

- the 6th human (before Frisk) falls down

- Toriel does mama goat things

- this kid is not leaving

- he is called Copper

- years? They pass (roughly 5)

- Copper is now 15

- mother goat comes back with another human!!!1!!1!11!!!1 (it's Frisk)

- bonding ensues

- Frisk wants to leave

- Toriel says no

- depending on the route Copper says what if I go with

- Toriel says no

- Copper says I will come back

- Toriel says

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- lemme pack snacks

- shenanigans ensure

That's a very long basic rundown BUT!!! If you want more elaboration/have more questions feel free!! To send any asks to @coppertale!!! The blog is currently a WIP but if you interact with it I will love you. forever. (/p, lh)

[quietwingsinthesky]

More titles!! (no pressure)

- AITA for """"being insane"""" about My Little Pony

- ah yes. me, my partner, and their 1000 dollar four foot tall blahaj

- Goin' faster than a roller coaster >:)

- googly eyes and other things your stomach can't digest

- that awkward moment when you realize you've been dead for days

- r/relationship_advice: my (cute) neighbor keeps trying to kill me but I'm immortal

- Report: Average Male 4,000% Less Effective In Fight Than He Imagined

- ball handler https://youtu.be/bh9KvSDxU5w

- jailbreak

- I love you but we need to talk about the goat

LIGHTNING ROUND PT 2

terrible early 2010s creepypasta involving hyperrealistic ponies with knives

2. this is about raphael. we all know this is about raphael. it's their blahaj and they love it and it WILL be sleeping in the bed with them and gabriel thank you very much

3. crack reinvention of lucifer's s5 approach towards sam, in which he is trying his very best to get angel-married to a guy he just met, after being stuck in a cage for centuries, and every other archangel is going D: because this is not actually the normal way to approach a vessel. sam gets many shovel talks and has no idea why.

4. mass effect fic about baby krogan. 'nuff said.

5. godstiel doesn't manage to kill raphael! it's a miracle. except. no one can see them. or hear them. and as the world continues to collapse in on themselves, they are forced to watch as their brothers are destroyed and heaven falls and there is nothing they can do about it (raphael whump yippee <3)

6. samwena stanford au where. idk. rowena is around and doing witch shit and sam goes 'oh shit i better take care of that'. he is so out of his league it isn't even funny, but also he's very cute and a milf magnet and so she's taking him as her new boytoy (and then along the way acquires far more feelings than she expected. so does sam.) this all makes the 'dean coming to get him in the pilot' plot a lot more complicated.

7. Michean fic where michael goes to fetch his true vessel himself instead of sending zachariah. dean keeps stabbing him. he won't even let michael get started on his speech about how this is all god's will and inevitable and the right thing to do as good sons, he just goes straight for the stabbing. and like. it doesn't actually hurt michael. but still. it's rude.

8. (ajslajdklasjdlk that clip) anyway in honor of this. sastiel blow job fic. with. ball handling :) sam is getting those balls in his mouth and no one can stop him

9. correct me if im wrong but wasn't crowley stuck in the dungeon in s9 when gadreel killed kevin? been forever since i watched s9 i do not like it lmao BUT. my point is. kevin & crowley team up. they hate each other. unfortunately if they do not do this one or both of them will die. plus at this point kevin is so fed up with sam & dean that he's like. Fuck it! At least Crowley would pay me for this shit! because crowley actually values his assets <3 actually hold on is this evolving into like a crowley sugar daddy au what is happeni-

10. castiel gets turned into a goat. sam knows this but he has also been cursed and cannot tell anyone that castiel is, currently, a goat. dean does not know about either of these things and shenanigans ensue as sam is really, really insistent that they need to get goat!castiel into the impala. (goat!castiel is not helping because he has discovered the vinyl impala seats are very yummy.)

[thatscrewyballyhooeyhollywood]

Classic Film Festival Day 2

And we're back! For Day 2 of Cinecon 59, and although this is a 5-day festival, we don't let one minute of these precious days go to waste. So yeah, Day 2 sure was jam packed....

Boris Karloff Home Movies (1937 - 1941)

As a relative newbie to the cinephile universe, Boris Karloff is most famous to me as The Monster in Universal's classic horror films of the 1930s and 1940s. Frankenstein's monster, of course, but I also know he starred as assorted villains over the years - the Satanic priest Hjalmar Poelzig in The Black Cat (1934), the lumbering executioner in 15th century England in Tower of London (1939), and the original Imhotep in The Mummy (1932).

The short clips of home movies shown in this 15-minute presentation highlighted the man behind the monster, with shots of birthday parties, his very young daughter Sara (born on his 51st birthday, while he was at work on Son of Frankenstein (1939)), his large home and gardens, and a wide variety of friends. All clips were accompanied by biting-but-loving commentary by the now elderly Sara Karloff, who adored her father, but also saw there was something inane in the fact he owned.... goats.

Little Mickey Grogan (1927)

RKO Pictures

Director: James Leo Meehan

The first feature of the day got us off to a rip-roaring start, with this silent comedy about two semi-homeless kids, the eponymous Mickey (Frankie Darro) and his spitfire kinda best friend, Susan (Lassie Lou Ahern), who manage to solve an entire host of other people's problems, and still find their own happy ever after in the process.

First up is befriending kind-hearted factory worker, Winnie (Jobyna Ralston), who takes both children in and offers them food, a place to stay, and - gross! - a bath. As appreciative as they are, Mickey is listless and he is back on the streets in no time, now befriending an unemployed architect who lost his job because he is slowly going blind. Through a series of hapless circumstances, Mickey manages to get Winnie and Jeff (Carroll Nye) in the same room, where sparks fly, and Winnie becomes determined to help Jeff get his life back on track.

More shenanigans ensue - most perpetrated by a rather acrobatic Mickey - but we can all guess how this turns out, right? Winnie finds a way to get Jeff the medical help that will reverse his vision loss, he lands a job as an architect, and the two happily adopt their homeless benefactors.

Not much of a spoiler alert as the film's plot was delightfully predictable, and I do mean that, while it is clear from the start how things will end, the fun is watching this cast get to that end. Frankie Darro was especially impressive, with his many stunts, and Lassie Lou Ahern kept pace with him with her snappy one-liners. A joy to watch at 9am!

The Scarlet Letter (1934)

Majestic Pictures

Director: Robert G. Vignola

I read this book in high school, and remembered this: what's-her-name committed adultery and she wore a big red "A" on her chest for the rest of her life. I also remember not enjoying the book all that much, so I was pleasantly surprised by this recently restored version - the first sound adaptation of the Nathaniel Hawthorne novel every student will undoubtedly read at some point in their academic career.

In this version, the beautiful Colleen Moore takes on the role of Hester Prynne, the 17th century Massachusetts widow who has an affair with the town minister, Arthur Dimmesdale (Hardie Albright). When the unmarried Hester becomes pregnant, and will not reveal the name of her baby's father, she is forced to wear a scarlet "A" on her chest as a mark of her crime.

Hester plows onward, giving birth to her illegitimate daughter Pearl (Cora Sue Collins), and trying to make a life for the two of them in a town that shuns them. Among those who turn their backs on Hester and Pearl is Hester's long-lost husband, Roger Chillingworth (Henry B. Walthall), whom she believed died in a shipwreck years earlier, and who shows up in town the same day as her trial. Furious at her betrayal, Chillingworth makes it his mission to ruin Hester's life by letting her flail at survival.

And there's the Reverend Dimmesdale, eaten alive by guilt over the tortures inflicted on Hester by his parishioners, and her protection of him, but who can't seem to figure out a way to make things right.

It will all come to a tragic conclusion (of course - otherwise, why would the book be required reading for students everywhere?), but I still found myself enjoying the film. It was a bit slow (what classic literary masterpiece isn't?), and I did walk away with the same thought I had after reading the book - what was the point? - but I still thought the performances were strong, the set design was masterful, and there were some nice comic elements scattered throughout. Not a bad way to spend an hour or so.

Forgotten Faces (1928)

Paramount-Famous Players Lasky

Director: Victor Schertzinger

We go from dark to darker with this 1928 silent drama. And whew, I do mean dark. "Heliotrope Harry" Harlow (Clive Brook) is a successful thief and con man, who comes home early one night from a job and finds his heartless gold-digging wife, Lilly (Olga Baclanova) in bed with another man. Cool as a cucumber in the fridge, Harry whips out a gun and shoots the lover dead.

Knowing Lilly is evil, and prison is now his only destination, Harry retrieves his beloved infant daughter from a nearby bedroom, and takes her to a wealthy family, leaving her on the front step for them to find and adopt. Harry then calls on his friend and criminal partner, Froggy (a very young William Powell) and begs him to watch over his daughter, to make sure Lilly never finds her.

Fast forward 15 years, and Harry is behind bars for murder, Lilly is living in squalor, and Froggy is keeping his promise to protect Alice (Mary Brian). But that sneaky scheming Lilly - she tricks Froggy into revealing Alice's location - and Lilly can't help herself. She visits Harry in prison, and gloats that she knows where their daughter is, how wealthy her adopted family is, and she will stop at nothing to fleece Alice of everything she has.

Desperate to stop Lilly, Harry manages to break out of prison (as one could do with some ease in the 1920s), and secure a job as a butler with Alice's family. He bides his time, falling in love with his daughter all over again, and waiting for the showdown with Lilly he knows is coming.

I have to admit, I was a bit surprised at the darkness of this material. You do have it all - a heartless wife and mother only interested in money, a crime of passion (murder, no less), a family torn asunder, and a vengeful woman out to destroy her own child. It's a storyline I wouldn't expect to see in the conservative backlash of the hedonistic 1920s, but I am glad this one got made. It was fantastic. Dark. Wicked. And brutally fantastic.

What's Cookin (1942)

Universal Pictures

Director: Edward F. Cline

After two rather somber and dark films, it was time to lighten things up! And what better way to do that than with a "Jivin' Jacks and Jills" classic?

As I learned through the course of attending Cinecon, the Jivin' Jacks and Jills were a group of teenage singers and dancers that Universal Pictures cobbled together in the 1940s to put in B musicals and attract teen audiences. A very young Donald O'Connor was part of the troupe (and appears in What's Cookin'), a fact I was very excited about because I have always adored him. I grew up watching Singin' in the Rain (1952). Need I say more?

There isn't much of a plot to this film. The owners of a successful radio program, J.P. Courtney (Charles Butterworth) and his wife, Agatha (Billie Burke) are at odd over how to keep the program fresh and exciting. J.P. wants to bring in new acts; Agatha thinks the classical music that made the program popular is just fine. So by bringing in a few co-conspirators, including hapless magician Marvo the Great (Leo Carillo), the extremely popular Andrews Sisters (LaVerne, Maxene, and Patricia Andrews), and, of course, the Jivin Jacks and Jills, J.P. hopes to convince Agatha the times, they are a'changin.'

This film really was a breath of fresh air, even if it hadn't followed on the heels of two dark dramas. The musical numbers were the heart and soul, and rightfully so - they were fabulous. Why talk when you can sing and dance, I always say? I can see why these types of musicals were so popular during World War II - there really was no better way to get away from the horrors of reality than with whipped cream like this.

The Student of Prague (1926)

Sokai-Film

Director: Henrik Galeen

We close out Night 2 with probably my favorite movie of the entire weekend. I'm no student of German Expressionism (I haven't even seen The Cabinet of Dr. Caligari (1920)), but this movie was so stunningly beautiful. And so clever. And truly the stuff of nightmares.

Balduin (Conrad Veidt) is bored. He is the best swordsman in the entire city of Prague - no one even comes close - so dueling has lost its appeal. He doesn't care about going to parties with his friends anymore - how much beer can one guy drink before he tires of it anyway? And life is just... dull. Balduin wants to fall in love, but he is so wrapped up in his own listlessness, he doesn't notice the affections of Lydushka (Elizza La Porta), a waitress in the local bar. Plus, he probably wouldn't be interested anyway - Lydushka is poor, and Balduin craves riches.

That's why he accepts a weird offer from the mysterious Scapinelli (Werner Krauss), a wealthy stranger who promises to give Balduin endless riches, in exchange for one thing: Balduin's mirror reflection. It's a bizarre request, but who needs their reflection? And Scapinelli is going to hand over more money than Balduin has ever seen, so Balduin accepts, and it isn't long before he starts reaping the rewards of the deal.

He attends high society parties, where he falls in love with Comtesse Margit (Agnes Esterhazy), a wealthy heiress he saved from a horseback riding accident before he met Scapinelli (and, of course, who fell in love with the poor Balduin but he was so self absorbed he didn't see it).

But it isn't long before Balduin's reflection, wandering free, starts wreaking havoc, and Balduin is facing increasing recriminations for his double's behavior. When Balduin's mirror reflection ruins his budding romance with Margit, Balduin decides to put an end to it. At a terrible cost to him as well.

There isn't much words can do to describe this film, and how beautiful it was. How horrifying it was. It really is a masterpiece in every way. And should be more widely available.

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Tis I again dragging over my body here (/j I'm just busy lol) to ask yet again abt spiderwick au cos I've seen now 2 other rottmnt art bug related au (even tho ik thus isn't a bug au, the first thing I thoight was a cute bug au and now everytime I see anything rottmnt related to bing bug creatures I think this spiderwick au) and curious.

Like if ya just had an idea if they're still like the canon like

mutants to be created as super soliders

Living in sewers (well i don't think w the way you answered last time lol)

Splinter looks after them

April being their first human friend

Other villains in general

or are there genuinely other like them (elves, faes ect.). Or perhaps some subtype? Since they still look turtlish and they differ like yokais (unless they are yokais here?)

Or ya know the idea of them as spiderwick just sucked you in at the time w no thought abt other characters or similarities/difference to canon? (I mean no judgement there)

Anywhoooooo take your time answering, hope you're doing well (i see your last rb was awhile ago I think so hope you're doing ok and taking care if yourself)

Ok ok!! So!! Pardon if this is messy it's all been in my head till now haven't written it down

Yokai and the spiderwick fae are different in this au! While the yokai went to there own city the fae pulled a spiderwick and became invisible to the naked eye (even yokai however they are more perceptive) but still live in the human realm

Then the plot follows the spiderwick movie moreso than the book but with changes cuz rottmnt so, draxum (sorta plays as Arthur spiderwick) has his whole grr humans are terrible and suck, and one day while maybe doing some evil sneaky stuff and spying on humans and stuff when he begins to notice some weird stuff, things that aren't quite right

Eventually after awhile of investigating one of the fae who had been keeping an eye on this strange goat man allowed themselves to be seen by him, drax went on to find out about that stone (and the hobgoblin spit) thought hm maybe I can use this to my advantage, and began writing his own books about these beings, and of course ended up thinking, hmmm what if I combined fae yokai and human and made super soldiers to wipe out the humans!

Splinter never actually gets mutated in this version but drax does still be all like oh wow this man is amazing, totally only cuz he's a good fighter haha yup no other reason, he does the whole kidnap lou jitsu from big mana thing and bam, mutant fae turtles

He's like woah haha I did it! Splinters like hey wtf man let me out, drax is like hmm haha nah, however this whole time like in the movie some fae realized hey a book with all these secrets is really handy for evil, and those lil dandelion sprites come and kidnap drax for his crimes against the fae

Splinter manages to get out and is like damn geuss I have four kids now and a weird book, like the movie they leave New York except the turts are still babs and there leaving cuz splinter wants to escape all that mess instead of a divorce (wellllll), using advice from the book he takes notice of the fae aswell and locks the book away swiftly after he finds out what he needs to in order to take care of his weird kids, they lived a relatively normal life up in that house for years

The turts didn't question too much why they weren't allowed to go towards the town but it didn't really matter! They had all the fae up in the woods and we're never quite alone, however that is until some human girl (cough April cough) ventures up to the old house after hearing so many rumors about it, she discovers the Bois they make friends, splinter doesn't know, and then eventually she asks, so like, what's up with yall and why do you interact with stuff that's not there

The turtles are like uhm what are you talking about there litteraly Infront of you, shenanigans ensue they find the book and open it alerting shredder (takes place of mulgarath) and then have to tell splinter about everything and with his help hunt down drax and where the fae took him and use his (begrudging) help to defeat the shredder!

[borderline-off-fangame]

for the unaware, unedumacated chirren...

there used to be plans for an alternate Puppeteer mod, but then I ended up overhauling the story and scrapping the concept altogether. yes, the Puppeteers do appear as cameos in the newer version of the game where they serve a higher purpose (to an extent), but even so, it would have been an interesting idea to have someone else take the OG’s spot and have shenanigans ensue. 

I ended up underestimating the amount of work that needs to be put into creating said mod, not to mention the character limitation and dialogue and other bullshit that might test the program and put it on thin fucking ice... which may cause potentially more bugs to clean. I was considering separating them into different game versions (borderline 1 with the og, borderline 2 with the gulabi goat guy, borderline 3 with baka or pipscrap, etc) but that would take up lots of space.. and time.. time which I unfortunately do not have as life just gets in the way.. 

so, if my game was to ever get completed, you guys can create your own little puppeteer mods, putting your puppeteer characters into my game, or even yourselves.. it would be fun (I hope), and you might learn some things that may help you kickstart your own gamedev career.