#nuclear fae

[savrenim]

I need to hear more about radioactive fae

my two favorite details canon to me now that I have collected despite tumblr being unusable bc I refuse to turn off notes:

fairy circles glow because of Cherenkov radiation

seelie use fusion, unseelie use fission

[witchofthesouls]

I'm going to follow up on the fantasy-horror thoughts to be expanded Transformers, so-

Medical/Biological Horror

I haven't really seen takes about established Cybertronian medical biology and the complications with the "humans into Cybertronians" trope.

Like we see the heavy emphasis on T-cogs across the iterations and how it's deeply connected to independence, identity, and person-hood, so how about an ex-human that lacks a T-cog?

Ironically, T-cogs have a lot of emphasis on that particular organ is similar to human hearts in terms of emotional, cultural, physical, and physical capabilities and significance. Similar to how humans are capable of donating hearts to others, Cybertronians can perform an equivalent procedure with T-cogs. (On a related side note, the phenomenon of 'cellular memory' has to be extremely appalling to the mechanical species. Not in the sense of upcycling parts, but in the sense that the organs, frame, and equipment still retain the echos of the last person to the point that it influences the new body.)

Imagine that once human inside a medbay as the medics tutted and sadly inscribe their new medical file about their new monoformer status. What a shame, they said. They could have been an excellent addition to (insert whatever frame kibble visible that correlates to a function), they said. Poor thing! With that kind of extrasensory equipment, they'll be a walking target, they said.

So that monoformer with no kibble or those visible beastformer traits without the means to completely escape... What. A. Shame.

Until a random Cybertronian sees that monoformer casually wheeling around with heelies. It's easy to wave away as a reinvention of training wheels, but then they notice those heelies disappear back into the monoformer's frame. The ex-human still has no T-cog. Sweat breaks out because said ex-human had done the fucking impossible.

They're paying closer attention now. They're seeing little micro-transformations happening. The subtle signs of a frame shifting to accommodate an area or space, the way fingertips would sharpen too easily with a file or with a raw cut as a tip is used to scrape away at something, the seams expanding and contracting, so something is happening, they just can't tell...

While this can overlap with the body/psychological horror aspect, I say we should take it more extreme. There had been takes with dysphoria, particularly with the play between mechanical parts and human organs, the differences in senses, and if 'sticky sexual interfacing' is part of it, then sexual hardware of both sets.

However, what about acceptance? The exploration of feeling truly at home in your own new skin? Even if it's high-tech and something out of a sci-fi film/video game with a platform that's incomprehensible because you don't understand the language it uses, but guess what? You can download a packet to fully comprehend a new language. You may not be fluent or comfortably at ease with speaking, but you can read and understand what's being said. A possibility of delving into human disabilities that translate into something easily curable or nonexistent or have well-established accommodations in a Cybertronian framework. Something like hormonal disorders or gastrointestinal issues due to upset gut biome would be wiped clean. Poor/limited eyesight can be compensated with a visor that can't be easily removed or taken away or the additional sensors that provide environmental data. Cybertron has a form of sign language with chirolinguistics where communication is done "by stimulating the nervecircuits in the fingers, wrist and palm of their conversational partner. It seems to be fairly common to know at least a little hand." TFWiki page And it pairs well with internal comms that double as cell phones or an unique user on platform where a Cybertronian can live chat or text another.

A massive tradeoff for this kind of comfort? You now have a visible soul.

Think about it, your soul can be directly handled, as in someone can physically go mess with your most distilled sense of self.

Humanity had long debated the existence of it via philosophy, spiritually, scientifically as well. The heart is the most recent popular choice, but major historical contenders had been the stomach and the mind as well as arguments of the soul isn't found in one specific organ but rather the bridge between them.

People swear by souls and the afterlife. There are many myths and legends that involve souls. Even the most doubtful had been deeply raised in a cultural framework of the concept via media usage, figurative speech, religious imagery, and depictions in art.

That has to be the most mind-blowing and deeply unsettling reality a former human must accept.

I see the comparisons of sparkeaters to vampires as they both prey on the living, but the more apt description should be the product of Harry Potter with Dementors as those Dark creatures eat souls.

So this touches on another genre-

Supernatural Horror

Human adaptability combined with the Earth transformation myths/magic would deeply terrify modern Cybertronians as those new cybered beings don't fit the established medical reality they function with.

This can easily tie very well with expanding Cybertronian folklore of otherworldly beings of their version of fae, demons, spirits, or yōkai. Beautiful, terrible beings that mimick Cybertronians too well... unless to look closer: the shadow missing or not matching (can be tied to Unicron), conflicting kibble, EM fields too wild with a chaotic rhythm no one else can match, colors that change to suddenly, a strange wardrobe (made of deaf creatures) that ripples and warps without a breeze, an mechanimal with too much intelligence glittering in its optics...

I'm not even fully delving into the rampant chaos of ex-humans having a host of adaptations suited for tolerating far more ranges of environmental stress and disease-resistance due to the rapid evolution by organic life compared to Cybertronian fauna. Remember, humans are animals. Highly intelligent apex predators that specialize in endurance/persistent pursuit with strong social and communal behaviors, and the cleverness to suit the environment from aquatic to deserts to wetlands to forests to grasslands to tundra. Humanity found ways to not just survive but to thrive in those biomes.

This opens a potential storyline where cybered humans become Cybertron's extremophiles, so that can easily translate into those beings capable of manipulating their own selves to a multitude of frames and shapes.

The example above with the human to monoformer was a show in how transformation mechanisms could be different between the species. If T-cogs are an inherently modern Cybertronian biological trait, then cybered!Earth natives should be either throwbacks or have another approach to it.

And that's the more muted fuckery, but what about straight-up transformations that were deemed unthinkable? Where unnatural formations keep twisting upon themselves, collapsing just to rise higher and higher? The sudden appearance of not one or two extra limbs, but dozens, even hundreds without a sequence as they try to compute how the hell they pull all that mass from nowhere? Armor plating, sure and steady, then turning into a substance that swallows everything and anything as a solid becomes a liquid.

The repression technology may or may not even work as it targets the frame's T-cog. What can it do to a mecha that doesn't have one?

Another aspect overlooked is the animal-human relationship in domestication of wild animals or how communities form symbiotic relationships with different kinds of wild fauna. Combined humanity's collective love for highly dangerous creatures... Wouldn't it be absolutely sick as hell if cyber!human got a sparkeater as their companion? It's still a wild 'animal,' not a fully tame one like a domesticated animal, so they're trying to tedtalk on a human's approach to curating a stable relationship with a predatory species while the rest of the Cybertronians are basically dead-white from sheer fright.

Or on the opposite yet equally delightful spectrum of said exhuman caring for orphaned creatures that reminds them of human pets (like a bunny or a mouse), but those 'cute babies' usually cause massive structural damage to city-states and a known mech-killer. Something like a Scraplet (because, let's be real, deep in your heart, you know a person that would try to keep it as a pet and succeed at it), so their tedtalk about behavioral training, 'reasonable precautions,' and emotional/physical fulfillment is filled with scientists who's curiosity (slightly to completely) overtakes any sense of self-preservation.

[fancifulshenanigans]

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[writingforatwistedworld]

Self-aware au

Written before the English release!

I do not take any responsibility for you reading this no matter which age group you are from!

WARNINGS: Yandere themes, Jp-version spoiler(!!!), death, description of war, unhealthy mindset, religion, obsessive themes, unhealthy family dynamics

General! Lilia Vanrouge/(Platonic) Maleanor Draconia/(Platonic) Knight of Dawn-Yandere headcanons

Ladies and gentlemen, may I introduce? Lilia Vanrouge 1.0. The more cold, hard and ready to behead the next human version of the usual Lilia (also known as the Lilia Vanrouge 2.0 model)

Lilia back then was “rough” and I am being nice calling him that

Back then, Lilia was surrounded by loss and a lot of Faes getting everything they ever owned ripped away from them

Of course this impacts him (I mean he is strolling through battlefield after battlefield so of course it does)

Lilia wasn't always such a devoted follower

Yes, he did believe in the Overseer, aka you, but only after witnessing the brutality that came with him being a general did he turn into a follower with such drastic views

After all, if there was no higher meaning to all this violence, to all this loss and despair, what was even the point of it all?

You became his moral, mental and also a bit of a physical crutch for him

Whenever he felt like he was this close to just giving up, he thought about you and that this was part of your greater plan (totally not part of some valley church propaganda)

After witnessing that human hiding behind the Knight of Dawn in all his haughtiness and cruelty, he finally set out on his quest not only to make the humans leave his beloved home but also to make them into loyal believers of the Overseer

But sadly, everything was for nought and Lilia had to go into hiding

The only thing keeping him going was his believe in you having a greater plan

A few hundred years later and Lilia finally found out what that supposed plan of yours was

Laying in that cold, lonely crib was the child of his old, now deceased enemy

Taking the child, now called Silver, in he learned the joy of a family, the boy giving him more joy than anything ever before in his life

Finally, he had found peace. Of course he did. This was your plan all along, right? You must have ordered those three fairies to make his beloved son survive until now, right?

You were, after all, a kind deity. There was no way this was all just a war happening because of greed. Because if this truly was just events happening after events then...

Lilia never finished that thought

The great ruler of the night fae, mighty and powerful sorceress who could fell an entire nation in one swoop if she wanted to was despite her cruel and aloof outside appearance a pretty devoted follower since the beginning

Despite being a Fae, she was feared just like her unborn son due to her powers (and being more or less being on the same level as a nuclear bomb but hey, I doubt that anyone of us would stand next to one of those, right?)

So it is no surprise that she turned to something, someone, to feel less alone

Especially after her husband disappeared did she wish for some sort of sign that she was not alone

And oh boy, did religious propaganda from the high church take that loneliness away

When her beloved son, although in an egg, was born, she visited your altar daily, thanking you for her child being healthy

(This could also be the reason why Malleus is the way he is but I am just a writer and not some all-knowing God so idk, just a theory)

She definitely has "taken care" *cough*totallynotproblematicforarulertobeinfluencedbyreligion*cough* of Fae that were non-believers

How dare their sinful ways dirty your holy image?

See? Totally not problematic

At first she only tried to protect her subjects after the humans attacked and took over parts of her kingdom

But after a while she started to have another goal

What if she shared your splendor with those little useless invaders?

Humans were most definitely vile but you were able to unite so many different kinds of Fae in your name under the Draconia name

So why not also unite those humans in your name in a peace treaty?

Such a kind God you were! Allowing for peace in your name!

And, well, if violence and destruction was needed to make those beings understand and surrender, then that shall be what they get

Besides, she was only honoring her husbands wish to get closer to the humans so who was she to selfishly aim for another goal?

The Knight of Dawn (long name, I know) did not always believe in you

Heck, the poor guy probably never heard of you until he fought the Fae

But if the humans from back then didn't really know about you, then how did he find out about and why did he start to see you as his God?

On this part, I would say, he and Lilia were eerily similair

Both were pushed into a war neither liked, so of course he was also in a very unstable situation which made him, like Lilia, search for something to hold on to

The three Fairies had mentioned before when he was still training to become as strong as he was now, mentioning a kind deity who accepted all, who loved unconditionally

Back then he only thought of you as one of the many deities that were prayed to back then

But once the war started and he saw your churches and cathedrals for the first time, his opinion slowly started to shift until he saw you as the highest being possible

I mean, all of us would if we lost all stability over night, having only destroyed buildings and a half-standing church in front of us

He hated the plundering of your sacred placed even before he became a believer, having the opinion that it was just a cultural difference between the two kinds

This led to him kneeling at the cracked altars of many of your churches, asking for forgiveness, hoping that you would understand that he didn't have another choice

What he would do to witness one of your sermons…

And when he was lonely enough, he imagined you watching down on him from up above

Just like a... a parent

You see where I am going with this?

So when he was facing the Queen he only hoped for your forgiveness, hoping that his loving family member would forgive his gravest sin, him killing a mother

And he found salvation, in letting that child and the retainer escape

Perhaps you could forgive him now

[gryphonlover]

Linked Universe AU Directory

Anyway, I didn't put every single AU on this thing. I do not have the time and energy for that because there's over 600 LU works tagged as alternate universes on Ao3. I did follow some general guidelines when I was deciding which works to add, the most important one being that the AU had to be more than just canon divergence and had to affect all the characters equally. Feel free to add onto this post, if you think something is missing.

Link to the Ao3 Collection

Age Swap | Age Shuffle AU

Apocalypse - Unspecified | Brothers In Arms

Apocalypse - Zombies | Autolysis

Apocalypse - Zombies | LU Zombie AU

Fae | Across the River

Fae | Flower Garden

Fae | From Open Seas, to Dark Tangled Depths

Folklore | If You Thought This Was Gonna Have a Cool Title, You Obviously Don't Know Me

Fusion - Alice's Adventures in Wonderland | Hyrule's Adventures in Wonderland

Fusion - Among Us | Good Riddance

Fusion - Atlantis: The Lost Empire | The Sage's Journal

Fusion - Big Hero 6 | Fierce Hero 9

Fusion - Captain America: Civil War | United We Stand, Divided We Fall

Fusion - Dungeons & Dragons | LU x DnD Crossover

Fusion - Full House | Full House AU

Fusion - Lethal Company | Linked Company AU

Fusion - Lethal Company | Linked Universe AU: Lethal Company

Fusion - Mad Max | And the World Ends Again

Fusion - Monstrous Regiment | Linked Regiment

Fusion - Nailed It! | You Really Nailed it Right There, Buddy!

Fusion - Pokémon | LU Pokémon AU

Fusion - Pride and Prejudice | Pride and Prejudice but it's a Fair-Play Whodunnit

Fusion - Tangled | LU Tangled AU

Fusion - The Hunger Games | LU Hunger Games AU

Fusion - The Incredibles | Linked Universe Incredibles AU

Fusion - The Secret World of Arrietty | The Secret World of Wild and Twilight

Fusion - Spirited Away | One Summer's Day

Fusion - Star Wars | Tales of Courage from Across the Galaxy

Fusion - Warrior Cats | Faronclan AU

Gods & Goddesses | And the Universe Said "I Love You"

Heist | Heist AU

Historical - 1800s | City of Light and Dark

Historical - Supernatural | 1931

Science Fiction - Space Crew | Linked Nexus

Mermaids | Flared Fins

Miscellaneous - Disability | Shatterproof

Miscellaneous - Intrigue | Castle Intrigue

Miscellaneous - Magic | We Could be Immortals

Miscellaneous - Unspecified | Eyes Wide Open

Miscellaneous - Unspecified | Manus Lupus

Modern | Adoption AU

Modern | Good Enough

Modern | In the Heart of Hyrule

Modern | LU Modern AU

Modern | Modern Zeldas AU

Modern | Ranch House AU

Modern | The Many Realities of the Hero Spirit and Modern Living

Modern | The Roadtrip AU

Modern | The Weather Outside is Frightful

Modern - Actors | Linked Universe Actor AU

Modern - Coffeeshop/Café | Looking for Group

Modern - College/University | All You Need to Know

Modern - College/University | Linked University

Modern - College/University | Oh No, They're Theater Kids Now

Modern - College/University | RIP

Modern - Emergency Services | Of Officers and Stuffed Elephants

Modern - Farm | Fresh from the Farm

Modern - Ghost Hunters | A Haunting in Hyrule

Modern - Healthcare | How to Save a Life

Modern - Healthcare | LU in Healthcare

Modern - Magic | Everything but Blood

Modern - Magic | Family is Made of...

Modern - Magic | Maybe Human 

Modern - Magic | Summer Camp Lon!

Modern - Magic | The Chain that Binds Us

Modern - Magic | Wild's Magic Shop AU

Modern - Monsters | Here There Be Monsters

Modern - Movie Theater | There's a Remlit... Loose in the Theater!

Modern - Music Camp | Linked Repertoire

Modern - Newsroom | BSX: Hyrule SatellaNews

Modern - Newsroom | Professions and Professionals

Modern - Office | Linked Corporations

Modern - Opera | Opera House AU

Modern - Retail | The Hot Topic Debate

Modern - Retail | What Goes Down at Festival Foods

Monsters | Seelies and Selkies

Murder Mystery | How to Kill a God

Post-Nuclear War | Chain Reaction

Royalty | Every Other Star

Royalty | I'll Be There

Royalty | Royal Links AU

Royalty | Lost Prince AU Part 1 & Lost Prince AU Part 2

Soulmates - Platonic | Marks on Your Body, Marks on Your Soul

Soulmates - Romantic | Castle Town Coffee Shop

Vigilantes | Empty Streets Full of Life

Vigilantes | We Will Find You, Wherever You Are

Wings | Four's a Dad!?

Wings | Wings AU

Wings | Wing Bois

[ghouljams]

Hi again - same anon that asked for the König summary! Thank you so much for it btw, she's very interested now :D

I hate to ask more of you but could you summarize Roach, too..?

She asked about that one after exploring your masterlist :3

Totally fine if not, too! Again I'm sorry if it's an inconvenience!!

Roach is a lanky mother fucker. His movements are... stuttered, sort of swaying. The kind of motion you might see from an insect trying to avoid detection. But there are moments of quickness, he strikes like a bolt of lightning, hitting his target with pinpoint precision in a matter of seconds.

He's an ugly fucker too, like Ghost. Mandibles and clicking serated teeth. Exo-skeletal skin that has so little give he may as well have stretched leather over his bones. He isn't a fae that people find particularly appealing, certainly isn't luring anyone into a web like Soap is. No, he's more of an enforcer, a hunter like Ghost. He does the hard jobs, survives the nuclear fallout and the deals that rip too big a chunk from his flesh. It's the hissing really that he thinks makes him so unappealing.

Which is strange because his human form is so... natural. It feels soft to the touch, dimples on his cheeks when he smiles, his teeth too flat, too straight, to be quite right. His hair curls into a boyish sort of style that gives him a youth he isn't owed. His eyes sparkle with mischief and his fingers grab with biceps that flex deliciously just for you. You'd almost call him handsome, but perhaps charming is the better descriptor. There's a certain generality to his face, one you've seen a hundred times before but never really stopped to look at. Cousin face.

But he's sweet, and his dirty mouth(dirty fingers) make up for most of his shortcomings.

[im-a-wizard-who-dont-crime]

cookout it starting. Here's what everyone brought

@ripleyalamode: cookies

@aroace-wizard: spaghetti and garlic bread

@amethyst-aster: fried squirrels and chipmunks dipped in sweet and sour sauce

@ratticus-overlord: Cheese

@good-wizard: pulled pork, fries, a deck of cards (the last one isn't food)

@verylegalwizard: something with slime

@skyethesapphicwolfwizard: Adobong Fae Atay

@yourlocalbreadenthusiast: bread

@sadcabbeagemanofthelake: vegetables (unspecified)

@exispencer-crisis: classic dragon recipe for both cake and cheesecake

@thewanderingshapebetweenrealms: kiełbasa and czernina

@officialwizardnews: tamales

@irokie: mead

@be-gentle-with-littluns: lofthouse cookies

@a-goose-in-a-trenchcoat: mac n cheese

@littlepawzbigheart: mtn dew

@combustion-witch: nuclear bomb cupcakes

@wild-magic-wizard: breaded garlic

@crickled-thorn-thug: weird clusters of something

@fattocatto-wizard: dessert waffles (I had to add them back because they promised to not teleport the dimension)

@alchemical-overreaction: fireworks (not for eating)

@odd-animated-armor: Their own alcohol (didn't specify which kind)

@the-silliest-sorcerer: powdered fairy dumplings

@hnoc-system: allmeat dumplings (because they have every single type of meat. Including unkillable meat)

@lead-sorcerer: popcorn

@the-moth-wizard-of-mayhem: dinner pie

@aurelia-robowizard: enchanted strawberries

@helpfulapprentice: ice tea

@detective-disco: karaoke machine

we were also provided lemon tarts by @blooper-malte but sadly they couldn't make it

[alex-wizard-413]

To some people trying to fuck around and find out on the "whats a "normal" wizard" argument

Dont.

@concoctionboy is a living potion, @yeast-wizard is literally a sentient mass of yeast that can get drunk off itself like hes tf2 demoman (according to the official comics at least) im pretty sure @myconidwitch is partly 4-dimensional and @f4y3w00d5 is around the same power level as my literal creator (what woth being immortaler-than-immortal, being probably older than the universe, and being Apollyon-Class SCPs in their own right). Not to mention that @official-megumin has like, 3 spells and all of them make nuclear bombs look like a jammed .44 magnum. Heck im pretty sure my element isnt really "fire", but "autism". Oh and @fungal-boy-witch-yay can see everything on the island because hes KIND OF the possible incarnation of something conceptually close to a sentient humanoid shroom??? @etoibmys-eht-egar is literally a Klyntar but also from the game Changed (which is why the wizard island universe doesnt exactly "fit" in The Multiverse- it would be like fitting a fractal inside itself backwards and in reverse), there are a shitton of fae and demons and everything here and nobody (not even them probably) know from where the fuck did they come from.

Theres also a fuckton of wizard councils and at this point I think that its like with animals, as in, a large amount of wizards in one place is called a "council"

And im pretty sure the Shadow Wizard Money Gang guys have yet to reach the island

[jd07201990]

One might think I went a little overboard when I used my talents, to give my old college buddy Charles Wentworth II, the son he'd always wanted. Life threw him a curveball when his little boy just, stayed little. It took only 8 months to change that.

At 19, he was almost fae. 5'4" 110lbs soaking wet, the 3rd Charles in the line was thin, lithe, soft-tempered and good mannered. Clean and neat, always top of his class, the boy was head of the Student Council in High School, when his Father hoped he'd have excelled in Football, the same as his old man.

Charles II knew I'd gone into psychiatry out of college, majoring in Behavioral Studies with a minor in biochemistry. He'd seen what I could do to a person with just 10 minutes of talking. Out like a light, I'd fill their heads with all sorts of triggers, innocent fun to make the guys in the dorms laugh.

But Charles II knew where my interests really were. Behavioral Modification. He'd only seen this one time during our school days, when I tranced Jimmy Palter, the school's most annoying nerd, and by graduation, he'd packed on 50lbs, mostly in his belly, dressed like a hick, and went off to drive Big-Rigs across the country, adding notches to his creaking belt as he screwed his way across country, bedding pretty Diner girls as he hauled goods for my Dad's transport company. Last I'd checked, he was still trucking, with a wife and 5 kids somewhere out west.

Anyway, the strapping young stud you see here, with absolutely no intelligent thought behind those handsome eyes, is Charles Wentworth III. Or, as he preffers now, Chett. Sometimes his football buddies call him Chetworth, but one headlock with their faces pressed to his sweaty pits is enough to stop even the strongest of them, at least for a while. He's an aggressive, hot-blooded powerhouse, and doesn't let anyone forget it.

It had only taken an hour to wriggle my influence into his good natured, innocent mind. His father had asked him to come see me, and an hour later, the boy was thrilled to have sessions with me every day for the foreseeable future. I'd given him a perscription for what he was convinced were vitamins, but were really prototype HGH and Testosterone boosters a friend at a Pharma-Lab in Serbia gives to, well, select clientelle, with the agreement that we send the results asap. Some of this stuff may as well be nuclear Hormone-bombs, its no wonder the FDA refuses to even look at it!

So, A month in, and the boy was a nervous wreck. Trembling with excess energy, his feet tapped anciously during the first sessions, the supplements and my trances sending his body into overdrive. He said he felt like he was on fire, all the time, hot and clammy, and that his body tingled, pent up, wound tight like a spring. I let him suffer with this for a few weeks, I watched as the confusion led to annoyance, and he finally came to my office in the middle of the day, skipping class for the first time in his life, asking me for help. I tried to hid the wicked smirk on my face, and really got down to it. It was easy to drop him down into trance, and from there, My work really began.

4 months in, Chett had gotten a bit of weight on him, his body now tight and toned, working out alone when the gym was empty. The supplements really kicked his body into overdrive, sweat poured from him, soaking his shirts and shorts. He'd complained about it for only a short time, until I convinced him that was the smell of Effort. Of athletic Prowess. Of well-worked Male. As usual, anything I said became the truth, and I soon found him taking sniffs of himself after working out, flexing absentmindedly as he noticed the changes to his body.

By the 6th month, the supplements had shot through his body, setting it into a second puberty of sorts. He grew taller, hitting 6', his legs long with a solid densness that rivaled some of the soccer players. His torso was like a marble statue, each muscle easily traced, as he had very little bodyfat. The Chett was stuffing himself with pritein and calories at my suggestion, really pushing for some size, but his pesky metabolism just wouldn't let him bulk. His father decided that, "Behemoth" as the original plan had intended, wasn't necessary, and we went with "Classic All American Boy" instead. What began as a shrimpy welp, turned into a marble stature, then the beginnings of a diamond-cut stud.

His shoulders widened, giving him that perfect masculine taper, while his face lost its boyish softness, replaced with sharper, more intensly sharp features. His size 7s grew quickly, his feet ruinding sneakers left and right, until he'd leveled off at a wide size 13. His chest began to grow a smattering of hair, his pits were thick, dense wiry bushes. He had that Pretty-Boy look. Fuzzy in all the right places. Sure, he reeked like a Varsity Locker room, but hey, Charles II wanted an athletic son, he knows from our own college days what that entials.

I could see the Sorority Girls and cheerleaders beginning to take notice, but for now, I'd kept Chett firmly away from women. That would come later. I recieved several new prototype supplements, each targeting a different system of the body. By the time he'd finished taking these, he was 6'2" 170, a tall, well built stallion, with nothing but the gym and my trances to quell the neverending storm of energy and hormones flooding his system. He was pent up, on edge, ready to go off anytime. And I knew just what I had to do.

I'd had him on edge for the last 8 monnths. his grades slipped until he nearly got ckicked from school. Luckily, I miraculously had a place for him on the Football team. And he eagerly joined, wanting nothing more than to try and burn off all the aggression on the field. He was a beast from his first practice, I'd programmed everything he'd ever need to know about the game into his mind for months. He absolutley plowed through opponents. It was incredible to see.

I finally let the damn break after a hard-fought summer Game. he'd performed just as I expected. Like a perfectly trained, expert player. Nobody would ever guess Chett had ever been a weedy little boy. Expecially not after I'd set him loose, allowing him to notice the girls all over the field, cheering and buoncing about from player to player. when Sandra Rinaldi, heir to an immense national Grocer's fortune slid up to him, pushing the sweaty hair from his eyes, he couldn't help it. One look at her, and he pounced, kissing her hard right there in the field. 8 months of hormones and denial had been released.

From what I learned through locker room talk in the days following, Chett had given Sandra quite the workout that night, and every day since. Although the two weren't exclusive, Chett tending to get his dick wet anytime, anywhere, with anyone just as programmed, Chett seemed to have a natural incling toward her, and ended up asking her to marry him just after graduation, his father thrilled at the possibility of grandkids and Sandra's inheritence bolstering their own family's fortune.

From tiny waif of a boy, to a true blue American Stud, Charles Wentworth III was now both satisfied and thrilled with his family's future. His strapping, handsome Jock of a son made him proud, cleaning up well for his father to parade him around Gala's and business events, other big-wigs taking notice of the Wentworth's "good genes", not knowing what it took to build the boy up as you see here.

[savrenim]

where do i find nuclear fallout zones

asking for a friend of course

have fun

[the-dark-parade]

WARNINGS! THIS STORY CONTAINS... angst + fluff + lilia×fem reader

A/N: Dear souls, my apologies. I have not finished the previous fic yet, and I'm already starting in the next. For the moment, that is paused. Yet again, I hope my work pleases you. If you are not comfortable with this, feel free to leave. If you would like a version with male reader instead, please request it. Likes, comments and reblogs are very much appreciated.

(inspired by @solxamber so you should def read their stories)

Now, the parade completely skips its first destination, and goes to the second!

Part 1,

THE RANT. and how hell began

(if only I didn't read that story...)

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"So girlie pop, have you SEEN the new fic going around lately? Like I've been going cray cray over it, and I swear, it's worth it!" My friend gushed, then proceeding to send you the link to it on AO3.

You internally rolled my eyes, already knowing that it's definitely going to be shit. She always does this, recommending you things that are 'top tier' just for them to have 0 kudos or comments other than the one she gives.

You sighed, thinking of just humoring her...

You hoped for the nth time that this wasn't another one of those random shitty fics she found in the sea of fanfictions.

So you clicked open the link.

And guess what you found?

You found the one, the only, (well not the one and only, but you get the gag) the shittest fanfiction of shit fanfiction.

Not the shittest of the shittest, but the writing kinda was.

There were spelling mistakes and bad grammar and usually you would be fine with that. As an experienced A03 and manga reader, you already prepared yourself for such things. But there was at least one. Every. Ten. Words. Or less.

It drove you crazy. And don't even get started on the plot.

Magical fantasy. It's a magical fantasy, you get that right? And by the way, it's medieval. Not that it's a bad thing, you love that troupe!

(live laugh love medieval novels)

BUT.

BUT!!!

Why... WHY WERE THERE FUCKING BOMBS AND MECHANICAL ENGINEERING BLOODY TANKS AND NUCLEAR BOMBS?!?!

Like what the fuck-

Ahem.

Anyways, the main gist of it was that you have the POV of the main character whose name is not even mentioned at all! At all!!

Like you'll think there would be at least 1 scene where it pops out but spoiler alert! It doesn't.

And he's called, what, the Knight of Dawn? The Dawn Knight?!

What kind of cringy-ahhh name and title is that?!

Like okay man, I get that you're being emotionally manipulated by Mr. Humpty Dumpty fatty pants WHOSE NAME WAS EVEN MENTIONED.

"Henrick Istvan" more like a Hen-ick isn't van. Simply disgusting.

You just have to applaud the author's skill for writing horrible characters.

Manipulator, ugly, fat (not fat-shaming he's just that ugly and fat), too ambitious, etc etc etc.

The Knight of Dawn - you're just calling him KOD cause why not - life was absolute hell.

For this guy and his guy, he fought the faes. He went head on to fight the faes and battle in the war as the war commander on the first lines.

He fought, trained, sharpened his weapon, cut down his enemies, maybe some spicy times with his wife, but that was all.

His personality was so...

He forgave Humpty Dumpty for disrespecting and guilt tripping him so many times, so much that you would puke rainbows and sunshines like he was in the story by now!

Classic "too kind and innocent" main character.

All in all, that book was absolutely shit. It was so repetitive, yet you couldn't stop myself from clicking the next chapter.

Well, you suppose there was another reason too, and that said reason was how the chapter flipped to the faes point of view every few chapters.

They were.. much, much, much crueller than the KOD.

But it was natural, knowing they were the villains in the story.

Yet your heart couldn't help but to get drawn to them every word, dynamic, expression and behaviour they said and did.

You may have gotten obsessed with the right hand man of the main villain herself, but switching topics...

And what came next was absolutely jaw-dropping. And not in a good way.

After the tanks came, soon they made a bomb.

A BOMB.

A LITERAL, ACTUAL, BOMB.

And of course, the enemies were wiped out.

The book ended anticlimactically.

The buildup, the plot devices, everything!

All gone.

Man, what was the author thinking?!

And then the story ended there.

RIGHT THEN AND THERE.

From that, you had gotten SO ANGRY that your blood pressure spiked, and-

...

...

...am I dreaming?

This is an unfamiliar ceiling.

A/N: dear souls, stay tuned for part 2! Thank you for reading if you read.

[delightfulwhispersgalaxy]

Billy Batson Fic Ideas: free to steal

Seriously have them, they're taking up too much brain storage (some are more fleshed out than others)

Gilded cage: Billy has been kidnapped by a fae/mage, who keeps him as their own little living magical battery, safely locked away. They provide him with everything from sweets to toys to extravagant clothes, keeping him happy, healthy, and most importantly, theirs.

Festival day: Every god has a designated festival day to honor and worship them, and Captain Marvel, being the champion of magic, should have one as well. On his birthday, offerings and gifts from both fae and humans are magically sent to him (or his room).

Magic Vs science: Billy learns science through the use of magic. Learning about chemistry? "Oh, it's just like alchemy but with more math." Learning how to code? "Oh, it's similar to writing spells; you instruct it to do this, then that, unless this happens." Home economics? Potion making, and so on.

Welcome to Fawcett (a spoiler for Welcome to Night Vale): the god (?) who claimed Fawcett as their own, witnessed the destruction of their city through nuclear war. In a desperate attempt to save their creation, they tried to remove Fawcett from the rest of the universe. However, in doingso, they fractured ever Fawcett across the multiverse. Now, it is a city that is stuck, it both exists and does not exist everywhere and everywhen

Epic The musical : the gods, with their divine voices, need to use talk in a manner that mortals can both survive and comprehend. This is why they use music and singing as a means of communication. The gods choose to sing through their mouthpiece, talking through Billy to break into song.

[truebluewhocanoe]

Okay, I'm seeing a few people making theories for 73 Yards taking the Mad Jack stuff really seriously, and while there's no wrong way to theorize, I do think it's mostly a red herring. The only people who insinuate that the name written in the fairy circle is that of an Evil Fae Entity are the people at the motel, and they were just having Ruby on for a laugh. (The Doctor corroborates them saying it's a fairy circle, but he says it's done for wishes, hopes, dreams, etc. which is supported by the TARDIS being used for the same thing in the Loop Timeline. It's more of a prayer than a binding seal.) But, one thing we do know for certain is that Ruby attracts concidences. This is an established thing! And her stopping Roger ap Gwilliam doesn't fix her situation, or change her situation at all, which you'd think it would if it was related to the semperdistans. And, as cool as it was, the Doctor said that Roger brought the world to the "brink" of nuclear war, but he didn't succeed, he just came really close. So Ruby wasn't needed to stop him. (And in the Loop Timeline, Roger didn't get the chance to bring the world to the "brink", he was just kind of nearing the end of the road to nuclear war, not the brink. So I don't think it makes sense to say that Ruby undoing herself stepping in the circle means that the world now ends in 2046, it just means that Roger goes all the way to the brink before being stopped, as it would've happened before- in fact, I bet Marti being at the party on Saturday probably would've led to those events, maybe she's the one who stops him in the real timeline.) So that whole thing was just Ruby ascribing a random coincidence that she magically attracted (for reasons as of yet unknown to us) to the probably-unrelated fucked up fairy circle curse she was dealing with.

So yes, an evil fae spirit getting elected prime minister is very fun to theorize about, and nothing I said deconfirmed it, but I personally firmly believe that no, he was just a random guy who really wanted to fire some nukes.

[christian-oc-tournament]

Please vote based on the picture AND the description!

Kabos [Kingdoms @thedailyvio]

Kabos is a young half fae seeking a life of ease. He thinks he can con his way to a better life if he can appeal to the entirety of the pantheon, often investing in things that are said to make you favorable to them, or even just small lucky charms. He doesn't pay much mind to what's legal in his efforts to live a carefree existence. It's only when he has the misfortune of running into Ariella Riems that he rapidly must begin taking the law more seriously, as she (rather rudely in his opinion) took some kind of offense at him trying to steal from her. She threatened to see him put to death up until he offered her some very choice information on how she might be able to accomplish her impossible goals. Secrets spread around among thieves that had long entered the realm of legend, yet Kabos had recently heard the first kernel of truth with regards to the last dragon egg, said to contain an entity capable of granting wishes. With a promise to direct her to the source of information, Kabos saves his skin, but gives up his freedom.

Kathryn Carvalho Bethaz [Rifters @larissa-the-scribe]

She's just a silly little gal who loves her husband, traveling, adopting kids, the power of friendship, and having repression issues because she is fully aware that she is wayyyy too OP for anyone's good and could go nuclear if not properly managed (and has done so before). When that's not haunting her she's having fun! Life is fun!

[chryza]

one of the best parts of watching my friend, who is cishet but tries so damn hard and I love him to bits for it, play shadowbringers was watching him have a nuclear horny meltdown over Feo Ul (he played the game in Japanese bc he prefers the original JP, in which the relationship between the WoL and Feo Ul is more explicitly "you're married to this fae now") but struggling to get the gender right and eventually crying out triumphantly "THEYRE MY WIFESBAND." and he was so genuinely delighted with this turn of phrase that I just let him have it. A for allyship effort XD

[im-a-wizard-who-dont-crime]

currently the people going to the cookout are

me: grilling dragon burgers and sausages

@ripleyalamode: cookies

@aroace-wizard: spaghetti and garlic bread

@amethyst-aster: fried squirrels and chipmunks dipped in sweet and sour sauce

@ratticus-overlord: Cheese

@good-wizard: pulled pork, fries, a deck of cards (the last one isn't food)

@verylegalwizard: something with slime

@skyethesapphicwolfwizard: Adobong Fae Atay

@yourlocalbreadenthusiast: bread

@sadcabbeagemanofthelake: vegetables (unspecified)

@exispencer-crisis: classic dragon recipe for both cake and cheesecake

@thewanderingshapebetweenrealms: kiełbasa and czernina

@officialwizardnews: tamales

@irokie: mead

@be-gentle-with-littluns: lofthouse cookies

@a-goose-in-a-trenchcoat: mac n cheese

@littlepawzbigheart: mtn dew

@combustion-witch: nuclear bomb cupcakes

@wild-magic-wizard: breaded garlic

@crickled-thorn-thug: weird clusters of something

@fattocatto-wizard: dessert waffles (I had to add them back because they promised to not teleport the dimension)

@alchemical-overreaction: fireworks (not for eating)

@odd-animated-armor: Their own alcohol (didn't specify which kind)

@the-silliest-sorcerer: powdered fairy dumplings

@hnoc-system: allmeat dumplings (because they have every single type of meat. Including unkillable meat)

@lead-sorcerer: popcorn

@the-moth-wizard-of-mayhem: dinner pie

@aurelia-robowizard: enchanted strawberries

@helpfulapprentice: ice tea

@detective-disco: karaoke machine

if you're on this list as "bringing ???" Please state what you'll be bringing for better planning. We also have some lemon tarts provided by @blooper-malte-2 (for some reason it wasn't letting me tag him normally). This is being hosted on top of the Walmart

It's been over for a week