#of course it may be Onyx and i just dont see it

[passionmaterial]

I rewashed the TFONE Trailer because I had something the Fandom has said about it on my mind and..

I don't think this is Onyx Prime. Nor do I think it's one of the predacons. Now hear me out.

If we follow the lore of most modern contunites, When The Primes recovered from their angry "phase" where they brutally attacked each other, Onyx was Very Badly Damaged, almost to the point of death. He decided to journey into the well to expand the choices for new life instead of just "standardformers" via the Trypticah Mask, his own artifact. His Spirit and His Body would be in either 1. The Realm of the Primes or 2. The Matrix.

Not in the outside world growing plants around him.

And the Predacons would technically not be around following TFP'S lore as they were cloned after the war had started.

So, that leaves the question of who I think it is. Now, this might be a stretch.. but I think it's Deathsaurus

Note I've never read idw, I've just seen him around.

The colors kind of match, not to mention the already present resemblance to Onyx in the Comics.

This is just a dumb theory, but I liked the idea of it.

[rightxonxmain-archived]

smolcuriouskitten:

"Better be." She teases with a smile, gently bumping the edge of his chin. A kiss was planted on it, happy to have him back as well. While she was pissed off beyond many degrees, it was all a huge misunderstanding. Thank god she was able to calm herself down enough otherwise he may have been 6 feet under.

Turning her attention back to Alymer, she rolls her eyes. "And if you did, I would have squeezed you like a blueberry. Newsflash pipsqueak, Im immortal. I cant die even if I wanted too. This isnt an invitation for you to eat my head either, when regenerating you would have to gag it up so we will both be in displeasure. So no, I wont thank you." The woman growled at him, narrowing her eyes at him.

"Heres a promise. A brain. If you dont mind the victim already being dead, you can eat on the brain for as long as you want. Or if you prefer, I can cut the brain out so you can have it for later. You CANNOT kill them by eating their brain, you will make my clients very angry. As long as you stay quiet and dont blow my cover, you get what you want." She folds her arms in order to clarify for him but nonetheless, she was just happy he agreed to it. Her heart couldnt take finding Brian like that again, especially with the aftermath.

As he clutched her hand and she teleported back to their apartment, she looks around at the damage she made. "Oops." She mutters to herself but the attention is turned back onto Brian. Looking up at him, she nods, her eyes softening as he pouts his heart out. She wasnt gonna cry in front of him but her grip tightened on his shirt, rubbing his back. "You cant blame yourself for something Alymer did but no need to dwell on it, I forgive you." She reassures, rubbing his face, pressing a kiss on his nose.

"From now on we talk out our issues! No more secrets! I refuse to have pointless arguments and disagreements....Plus I hate being angry....it exhurts too much energy." She cringes and listens to Alymer, playfully rolling her eyes. "You are forgiven as well smurf. Dont go taking Brian off with you when I feed you though....Im extremely territorial and I hate sharing." She makes the watching you motion before she boops Alymer.

She pauses when he calls her Babe, her heart swelling even more. A bright smile danced across her lips as she began to giggle childishly, loving the nicknames. When Brian redirects her attention to the damage, she chuckles and nods. Snapping her finger, the apartment went back to its untouched state. "Of course you can ask about it. Feel free to ask anything." When he talks about Alymer, she scrunches her nose and blinks, then she realized his fear.

"Oh you are thinking of traditional witches with broomsticks and cackle at the moon. We arent like that. Besides, thats not my home. Its my sisters opposite's house. My home is always open for you. I dont think you ever asked to see my place yet." She teases, tilting her head, her deadpanned self coming back in full force.

"And a coven? Really? Oh you have so much to learn, both of you." She responds with an eye roll. "So did you want to see my home or is Alymer gonna be a big baby?"

Aylmer would be lying if ever he said he hadn't kicked around the idea of munching on Onyx's grey matter. Knowing what he knows now, though, he of course wouldn't dare. The parasite may have been a lot of things, but stupid wasn't one of them.

"Why mustn't I kill them? Do your clients enjoy taxidermy? Human pin-cushion of their enemies? Or's it more to do with the formality of it... mmmmbecause I would effectively be doing your job for you... Oh, yes, I can see how that might end badly if you're employers were to find out... Very well. My bite won't be the killing blow. But might you consider leaving them on the brink of death? A brain without adrenaline for me would be like cereal without the milk for Brian."

***

Onyx kissed his nose and for Brian that symbolised reuniting—the feeling of which was almost orgasmic. It reminded him too of just how long it had been since he'd experienced a real orgasm.

"I-I agree. Anger isn't worth it."

Brian followed Onyx in touching Aylmer affectionately upon the head. Hopefully, Aylmer, thought, this wasn't going to become a trend among them whenever their shoulders were feeling particularly light.

“Oh…” Brian was actually joyed to hear that it wasn’t Onyx’s house but the next couple of words got a confused scrunch out of his face. “Your sister’s what-now?” While he was certain he’d heard ‘opposite’ in there somewhere, he had no other clues or context. It seemed like a pretty random thing to say, even coming from a recently outed witch.

“No, I-I KNOW I asked to see it…" Brian hated this feeling of not knowing; even though remembering wouldn't be a problem anymore, he still could not account for a lot of things that had happened before the healing took place. "Didn’t I?” It wasn't his fault for the most part, but it made him feel like one heel of a boyfriend, definitely.

"I wasn't myself for a while, and I’m awfully sorry I let that happen… If it's all the same to you, Onyx, I'm asking now-" The red bud of shame had clearly begun blooming in the smooth soil of his youthful cheeks and, growing nonplussed, Brian scratched softly over his cheek-adjacent beauty mark.

“I promise Aylmer won’t be any trouble—Besides, I’m your baby,” the man emphasized, having loved it every time she’d ever referred to him as such.

Give Aylmer any limbs for a day, and he surely would’ve slapped the back of Brian’s head in that moment. One great big fuck up between the three of them and it was like the two bipeds were courting allover again.

smolcuriouskitten // cont'd [ x ]

Brian didn't face Onyx straightaway but gradually turned his head towards the woman he loved. He knew that making eye contact wasn't an imperative since she seemed to never change her expression (usually) and therefore it wasn't easy to read her reaction to what was being said to her.

Still, he had called her in here and now he was obligated to treat this like an actual civil conversation.

"Well, that's kind of just it-"

The young man practically recoiled when he saw that grin which was, unfortunately, getting to be more and more characteristic. It was also a bit of a 'war flashback' moment for him, as he could recall breaking out into maniacal smiles for no reason at all starting with his connection to Aylmer.

"You and he have been doing an awful lot of talking lately..." Brian sighed, still in the dark as to the light shooting out of his head. Right now he had a rig of saran wrap and tape over it to keep the elements out, but he knew that would only get him so far. Needless to say, hats were a must when out in public. His brother Mike was bringing new fashions over weekly.

"I just don't want you going down the same path as I have, Onyx... And I don't want more trouble for Aylmer, either... It's not any secret how much I've had to pay the cops to keep quiet about things as they are..."

***

The parasite was indeed incapacitated, currently swaddled and sipping chicken brains from a blender cup with a straw, but the severed link between himself and Brian had caused an additional phenomenon; he could now hear all of Brian's thoughts! Even from another room!

Needless to say, the attempted co-conspiring taking place in the bathroom caused unhappiness to swell inside of his blue body. Onyx was his only recourse during these tough times, this he believes wholeheartedly... Aylmer didn't actually posses a heart, instead a heart-like part called the aortic arch, but that's neither here nor there. All that mattered was his will to pit Onyx against Brian because Brain, bless him, was of little to no use anymore.

[willowwhispersspeakeasy]

Heyya I hope that I can request. Can I ask for another "twst boys force you to drink a potion with a kiss" but with Scarabia & Ignihyde (Idia only lol)

it seems we have a new fan favorite~ its quite a daring trope. I've mostly seen it accompanied by a yandere theme... perhaps we should start offering that as well hmm.... -Onyx, the bartender

twst! they force you to drink a potion w/ a kiss

characters: Scarabia, Idia Shroud

warnings: gender neutral reader, alcohol consumption and intoxication, non con kissing, drugging, yandere behavior, some implied adult content for Idia

Kalim

this is something he would absolutely do if intoxicated. usually he'd be vary careful about feeding you anything without your knowledge, but when his minds already cloudy he thinks its romantic.

you were of course, invited to Kalim's 18th birthday party. and seeing as it was such an important year, it was particularly extravagant.

you'd spent your first hour there being introduced to his many siblings, each very polite and curious to meet their eldest brother's partner. and Kalim was eager to show you off.

he practically had you tied to his hip and he bustled around his family's home, saying hellos to everyone he saw. giggling you followed along, curious to try all manor of wonderful food you'd never seen before.

it was a dazzling experience, and after a few to many glasses of wine, Kalim was curled up against your shoulder. you couldn't say you were surprised to see he was a happy drunk, giggling in your ear as he held you close.

"baby you have to try this, its so sweet!" he cooed, pointing to his glass.

"hm, I think you've had plenty to drink. lets get you some water." you tried to remove the cup from his hand but the young man let out a long whine.

"wait wait, just one more sip then I'll stop." you signed, but decided against fighting him. Kalim took a sip of his wine, before cupping your cheek and pulling you in for a kiss.

a variety of whistles and shouts were heard from the guests as Kalim stroked your cheek. he was right the wine was sweet, like sour grapes and sun scorched vineyards. the flavor danced on his tongue as he stroked yours playfully.

you finally pulled away, face and lips pink. Kalim cooed, praising how cute your embarrassed face was.

Jamil

I dont really see him doing this under most circumstances. he has other ways to get you to drink something if needed. so the scenario below is a yandere!Jamil one.

your skin burned hot, the air hung heavy in your lungs, sticky like honey. you puffed, reaching a shaking had to wipe the sweat from your brow. your throat was dry and your eyes stung.

attempting to stir you noted the thin blanket placed over you, and the soft bed you lay upon. you could not bring yourself to open your eyes, even as you felt a hand stroking your cheek.

"dont fight it, just relax." a far away purr of a mans voice seeped into your mind. you tried to pull yourself out of your daze, but your body was sluggish and lethargic.

"here, drink this." while your throat burned dry you kept your lips sealed. there was an itching suspicion that if you drank what he offered you may not awake again.

a sigh was heard from the young man. gentle hands on your scalp as the bed shifted, letting you guess he had come to rest beside you.

"stubborn, but I guess I can't blame you." he spoke, breath warm against your ear. his lips were soft against the shell of your ear, slowly moving down to your neck.

when he pulled away you found yourself missing the warmth of his body. the soft hum of his voice against your skin. gentle hands cupped your cheek, turning your head to face his side.

then more warm breath, this time across your lips, before his plush ones met yours. a small sigh for contentment escaped you, allowing him the space to slide his tongue into your mouth, and the potion an entrance in.

you tried to pull away at the bitter substance but he held your head firmly in place. you whined against his lips, and he kissed you harder. his mouth became hungry and he stroked the inside of your mouth.

he pulled away after you'd relented and swallowed the substance.

"good pet, now relax." was the last you heard before sleep claimed you once more.

Idia

another one I dont see doing this. he doesn't have the confidence nor reason to do so. hes more likely to force you to drink something physically if it came down to it.

he whined into your open mouth, chasing your lips as you pulled away. you chuckled, looking down at the young man pinned beneath you.

"you're cute like this." you commented.

"hey! c-cute!" his hair sparked pink to match his cheeks.

"yes, so cute. my cute boy~" you whispered, painting your tongue back to his jaw and down his neck. more whimpers and slight struggled from him followed. "you sound so pretty like this."

he whined loud and long as you pinned his wrists down. letting out a gasp as you nipped at his neck.

"h-hold on a sec," you paused, looking up at your lover to make sure he was alright. as you lowered your guard you were promptly rolled onto your back. his hands around your wrists replacing yours.

"hey!" you struggled in slight protest, but he just leaned over you. pointed grin gazing down at you.

"who's cute now?" he smirked. Idia held your wrists with one hand as he reached over to his side table, removing a vial you had helped him procure earlier that day.

he had been quite shy upon learning what this particular potion was used for, but he'd come around to the idea quickly. especially when you offered to be the one to drink it.

you watched him remove the stopper, expecting him to hand it to you or perhaps pour it into your mouth. however instead he slipped the liquid into his own mouth instead.

he quickly darted down to meet your lips, letting the sweet potion slip from his mouth to yours. tugging your wrists free from his hold you wrapped your arms around him. he moaned against you as you tugged gently on his flaming hair, tongue stroking his.

by the time the pair of you pulled away you were panting from more then just the kisses.

[parasympatheticnervoussystem909]

our flag means death steven universe au. largely inspired by izzy hands and pearl similarities

self in-fucking-dulgent. i have become rapidly way too invested in this. the rest of the crew to come. also black opal which is the ed/izzy fusion whom i am obsessed with theres gonna be a comic maybe.

a few details:

ed: smoky quartz

stede: crazy lace agate

izzy: ash pearl, ivan: onyx, fang: hematite

lucius: plum pearl, buttons: moonstone (subject to change,) oluwande: larimar, jim: sunstone, Roach: Citrine, Wee John: Amethyst, Black Pete: Peridot, Frenchie: Bronze Pearl, The Swede: Coral

Spanish Jackie: Rubellite, Geraldo: Olivine, Calico Jack: Calico (butterfly) Jasper, Chauncey: Holly Blue Agate, Nigel: Holly Blue Agate, Mary: Sapphire (subject to change), Doug: Powder Blue Pearl (subject to change)

they're pirates but in space and against homeworld. homeworld absolutely DESPISES ed because ed is a MENACE to everything they've built. ed went out to piracy and was basically the first space pirate, one of the first like, famous defectors from homeworld??? the diamonds couldn't hush it up. the intention was not Revolution, but Captain Quartz and that pearl with a sword are accidentally figures of Rebellion much like rose quartz and pearl but. less intentionally. they're out here for piracy guys

stede went out to do the same thing. the yellow spot in stede's gem was considered an Unfortunate Defect but still passing grade. as one can tell by the design progression, which also shows just how often stede gets fucking poofed in this one, eventually, the yellow is leaned into as confidence grows. nigel and chauncey are from the same kindergarten but came out right. as you can imagine, the nickname might instead be crazy lacey or something like that i dont know it sounded better in my head

on a few other notes, stede keeps actual clothing in the Revenge. ed's a big fan. it has become something of a trend among the privileged of homeworld to Indulge in Unnecessary Cloth. anyway

izzy and ed fused is Black Opal, Olu and Jim are Jade--i think there should a plot point about them fusing to avoid recognition by Spanish Jackie-- lucius and black pete are tasmanite, ivan and fang are snowflake obsidian, spanish jackie and jim are realgar, which is a very cool, bright red-orange stone that is INTENSELY poisonous, and Stede and Ed are Charoite :)

you may have noticed i have... avoided pronouns pretty much. jim, as always, is nonbinary of course, but i think the other characters. okay so this is undecided but. they're also all nonbinary okay???? in some way shape or form because this is a steven universe au and all gems are loosely nonbinary in steven universe anyway. this is canon by rebecca sugar. the thing is they're all lightly Feminine Nonbinary and while that totally works for steven universe i almost dislike that for this one because nonbinary people are so often stereotyped as Femme???? so idk

i've simply decided that they've all got Gender however. and it's bled into my plot points about how fixated homeworld is on appearance--which is my interpretation of canon su anyway--and about how they can change their appearances at well and im. fixation on costume design because i am. not the best at it yet but i think about it so much. i know what i want it to be but it feels to embarassing to share. i did once see someone, in describing a lovely genderbent blackbonnet they drew, describe stede as a he/him lesbian and i think that's very very fun.

[taysi-kuu]

Samhain

Here is a small "guide" to help you celebrate samhain i have included some in depth spells as well as well as super simple things you can do if youre busy or just dont have the mental energy to celebrate. there is no "wrong way" to celebrate any of the sabbats, just because one person did a huge ritual doesn't mean doing something smaller and simple is any less meaningful.  ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Times to celebrate: In the northern hemisphere, many Pagans celebrate Samhain from sundown on October 31 through November 1. Others hold Samhain celebrations on the nearest weekend or on the Full or New Moon closest to this time. Some Pagans observe Samhain a bit later, or near November 6, to coincide more closely with the astronomical midpoint between Fall Equinox and Winter Solstice. Most Pagans in the southern hemisphere time their Samhain observances to coincide with the middle of their Autumn in late April and early May, rather than at the traditional European time of the holiday. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- What is Samhain: The third and final harvest festival on the Wheel of the Year is Samhain, observed on October 31. This Sabbat marks the end of the growing season and the beginning of Winter, which must be prepared for now in earnest. Herbs are dried for winter storage, fruits and vegetables are canned and preserved, and root vegetables are dug up and stored so they may nourish us through the cold months. The word “Samhain” comes from the old Irish and is thought by many to translate as “Summer’s end.” While the cycles of life and death are implicitly recognized at every Sabbat, Samhain is when the necessary role of death is formally honored. The nights grow noticeably longer with each day. The God retreats now into the shadows of the dark season, symbolically dying back to the Earth before being reborn again at Yule. Many Wiccans and other Pagans consider this to be the most important day on the Wheel, a time when the veil between the spirit world and the mundane world is at its thinnest. Our ancestors and loved ones on the Other Side are said to be more easily able to visit with us and make their presence known at this time. Samhain is arguably the most visible Sabbat in the mainstream world, thanks to the parallel holiday of Halloween. Many of the Halloween traditions celebrated in contemporary cultures today have grown out of customs dating back to pagan times. As far back as ancient Greece, people were leaving offerings of food to their ancestors, which is echoed in the modern tradition of trick-or-treating. The practice of leaving root vegetables, hollowed out with lighted candles inside, to guide spirits visiting on Earth ultimately led to today’s jack-o-lanterns. Witches, of course, have always been part of mainstream Halloween lore. And although they have almost always been presented as “evil” caricatures with no resemblance to the real thing, there’s still a lingering association between the spirit of Halloween and the real power of a Witch .--------------------------------------------------------------------------- Correspondences: SYMBOL: Black cat, jack o 'lantern, bat, ghost, scarecrow, waning moon.

 GODDESSES: Crone, all crone goddesses, Cerridwen, Hecate, Hel, Oya, the Morrigan, Lilith, Kali, Ishtar, Arianrhod, Rhiannon, Tlazoteotl, Nephthys, Persephone, Beansidhe (Banshee), Inanna, Baba Yaga, Isis, Pomona and Cailleach Beara (Brigid's crone aspect), who is reborn this night. 

 GODS: Osiris, the Horned God, Herne the Hunter, Cernunnos, Anubis, Odin, Bran, death gods, dying and rising gods.  INCENSE: Copal, sandalwood, mastic resin, benzoin, sweetgrass, wormwood: to get the sight, to see the spirits of the returning dead.  CANDLES: New candles for the new year: black, orange, autumn colors, or black candles for the Lord and the old year, white candles for the Lady and the new year.  TOOLS: Besom, to sweep out the old year and any negativity it had. Cauldron, for transformation. Divination tools: Tarot cards, scrying bowl, rune stones, pendulum, mirror, etc.  PLANT: Pumpkin, apple, grain, pomegranate, mugwort, wormwood, Dittany of Crete, acorn, oak leaf, gourds, root vegetables, rosemary (for remembrance). STONE: Obsidian, carnelian, onyx, smoky quartz, jet, bloodstone.  ANIMAL: Bat, black cat, owl.  ALTAR DECORATIONS: Autumn leaves, fall flowers, pomegranates, apples, pumpkins, ears of corn, sprays of grain, corn dollies, gourds, nuts, seeds, acorns, chestnuts and images of ancestors are all appropriate. Use whatever is in season where you live, whatever feels right and looks good to you.  FOOD: Gingerbread, freshly roasted nuts, nut breads, anything made with apples or pumpkin, meat (especially bacon), doughnuts, popcorn, cakes with lucky tokens in them, and red foods because the ancients held them sacred to the dead. DRINK: Mead, apple cider, mulled cider, mulled wine, fruit juices, pomegranate juice/tea .-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Magical Workings:  Samhain is one of the most potent nights of the year for magic. As a cross-quarter day it is a supernatural time, a time outside of time, the night that is not a night, a powerful time of flux and change. This is a good night for: candle magic - astral projection - past life work - dark moon mysteries - mirror spells (reflection) - casting protection - inner work - propitiation - clearing obstacles - uncrossing - inspiration - workings of transition or culmination - manifesting transformation - creative visualization. Divination: Samhain is a power night for divination: read the tarot cards; use the Wheel of the Year spread to forecast the year ahead - cast runes or the I Ching - scry in crystal balls, dark mirrors, bowls of black ink or pools of water - swing a pendulum, asking yes or no questions - eat an apple in front of a mirror at midnight, by candlelight, to scry your future mate.  Meditation: This is a good night for deep reflection and inner work. Meditation themes include: changes, transition, endings and beginnings, passage, return, mortality and reincarnation, chaos leading to reorder. Spirit work: (by invitation, not summons) This is the night when the veil is thinnest, the gates between the worlds are open. Souls of the dead are said to visit their homes at midnight.  Possible workings include: a dumb supper for the beloved dead - ouija - séances - trance possession - automatic writing - bury apples as food for hungry spirits - leave spirit plates of food outside your home - set a place for a missed love one at the banquet or dinner table.  New Year workings: Release the old: bad habits and toxic relationships, illness, failure and poverty; everything you do not want to carry into the new year - sweep negativity and out of your home - end quarrels - settle debts, make amends or restitution if needed - spells for prosperity and security for your family.  Faery Magick: This is a great night for visiting the faery realm but you must return by dawn or remain forever enchanted, unable to return. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- simple no bake apple oatmeal cookies    https://onceamonthmeals.com/recipes/no-bake-apple-oatmeal-cookies/ not so simple  soul cake recipes https://www.learnreligions.com/make-a-soul-cake-for-samhain-2562655Once ------------------------------------------------------------ Candle Ceremony for The Ancestors  This is a wonderfully simple ritual which can be shared with both friends and family, or worked alone. You can include children in it - it begins in darkness and ends full of light. It's a great balance to trick or treating! You will need a supply of small candles, either black or white, or a supply of night lights. You need a heat proof container or tray of sand or earth to put them in. Place one in the centre of the container from which all the others will be lit. Switch off all the lights and sit gently in the darkness. Allow the darkness to enfold you. Ask for the presence of your ancestors to come to you. When you are ready, light the central candle saying "We welcome our departed loved ones into this home and honour your presence amongst us". Allow each person in the circle to spontaneously remember someone who has passed to the Summerlands and remember something about them and light a candle for each person from the central candle: 'I remember Great Aunt Sheila and her generosity of heart....'. Allow this to continue for as long as it takes to complete the re-membering. You will end with a tray full of radiant candles. When all is complete, give thanks, and allow the candles to burn to completion ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Guide the Spirits (quick and easy spellwork to honor the dead) Place a white candle in the window to guide the dead to the Spirit World. Light the candle and speak these words, “O little flame that burns so bright, be a beacon on this night. Light the path for all the dead, that they may see now what’s ahead. And lead them to the Summerland and shine until Pan takes their hands. And with Your light, please bring them peace, that they may rest and sleep with ease . ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- as Samhain marks the witches new year you can write down a bad habit or something you dont wish to carry with you onto the new year onto a piece of paper and in a fire proof bowl or somewhere safe place a lit candle inside (or even use a fire pit/bonfire/fireplace) and drop the paper in the flame and watch it burn away. if there are any ashes of it left over wait for them to cool and bury them outside  ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- If anyone plans on taking a walk late at night or a cemetery walk at night please be careful! if you can bring someone with you or bring some form of protection pepper spray, pocket knife, even your keys. be respectful to the spirits, be safe with what spirits you try and contact. if you aren’t sure if a passed family member would want to be involved if your spells/rituals you can always ask them/ send them an invitation so that way the choice is at least open to them. i hope you all have a wonderful and safe samhain/halloween <3

[fairybog]

long post.

so.

i finally went to see papa today. it took me a long time to be. prepared, i guess? and i needed to do it alone, i suppose.

brought a black velvet satchet bag with a hand picked stone mix, a bottle of water, and the ring he bought me a few years back on the middle finger of my left hand. i sat at the headstone and talked to him for apparently 40 minutes, didnt feel anywhere near as long. strong pleasant wind. i sat with sun on my shoulders for almost an hour and didnt burn, whereas usually 15 minutes leaves me with hives and bisters. some of the softest, most verdant grass in tullahoma. a bug touched my face and it was delightful.

the cemetary is really quite lovely. so quiet. the good quiet. a little crowded, maybe, had to apologize to several grass blanketed plaques in oddly fit intervals. not unwelcoming. very no nonsense, though- business was concluded, it was time to leave, absolutely no smoking or littering. i see now why he picked it. i couldnt see the reason at all that january, of course. it's an open field sat solidly between the animal control center and a dark background of woods. uncannily cosy houses a stone's throw over the calf height, tilted and warped (tho still firmly implanted) entrance fence. in the radio static weather of that january, wet, dead, yellowed grass. it felt so wrong. so unfitting.

retrospect is heavy.

i apologized for something i knew he'd already forgiven me for, even though i did not deserve it then. i may, eventually, believe i might be able to be, if only once, someday. wept profusely. fussed at his old fashions, because he knew damn well he'd been very wrong for a lot of his life, which i got to personally witness him make the effort to unlearn them as much as he could. left him a small, pretty rock. thanked him for waking me up out of that nightmare that night. updated him on the status of the family. complained about hot it was. told him about the exit 111 fest.

when i got up to leave, my ring broke.

just a soft snick of the adjustable filigree. didn't fall off my finger, though, so im going to incorporate it into a memorial piece for him with the crystals i brought. i dont remember if it was real obsidian/onyx or not, but i know i was distraught not to find a chunk of either to throw into the satchet bag this morning.

i do feel better. better than i ever thought it could feel to look at that plot.

ah. it's libra too, yeah.

[ obligatory the earth is a libra reference. ]

[( is it rude to play a single player card game by a grave or is solitaire basically 1player gin enough to be worth legitearning? )]

[| i am very emotional, but i am, right now, completely okay. i promise. there's so much more to say, but i dont have the words left right now.|]

[[ sup feelin powerful. also my birth tarot are judgement and the high priestess. ]]

[stimmyvillainarchive]

I don’t steal gifs

Despite how angry I am and how much I wanna cry stressed and angry tears I’m gonna be as mature about this as possible because being an ass isn’t gonna get me anywhere. But I will warn of a rant at the end because I think I deserve it.

So namedrop cause they namedropped me. (and no this is NOT an invitation to go and send them hate and shit. Seriously if you do that block me right fucking now.) calmstim and snotstim are accusing me of stealing and reposting their gifs with no proof whatsoever. Awhile back snotstim came on anon and accused me of this and didn’t follow it up with anything. Didn’t try to talk to me about it. Didn’t ask me to unblock them and discuss it like an adult should. I brushed it off because whatever. I know I didn’t steal anything. So I have nothing to worry about.

Now they’re freaking out because I’ve made gifs from videos they too have made gifs from. Again; not talking to me about it. I never told them to piss off or that I refused to talk about it. They had every chance to ask me to unblock them via logging out and going on anon, but they didn’t. If they had talked with me about it, despite any opinions I may have had about them, I’d respect them enough as a person to try and come to a conclusion. I can be an ass but I wouldn’t do it solely because I wanna be petty. And I can understand the paranoia of worrying about your content being stolen. As an artist that worries me and as an artist I’ve had my content stolen/reposted/uncredited/etc.

One thing I wanna point out in particular is that calmstim accused me of stealing a moon bath bomb gif, reposting it, and not giving credit.

This was a “my bad” on my part. I made a gif of the same video. I had had that video in my bookmarks for a long time before I decided to go on a giffing spree and get it done.

http://stimmyvillain.tumblr.com/post/163231705263/onyx-stimboard-dont-remove-my-caption <-- this is where I forgot to place credit for myself. I apologize for not crediting myself as it’s just given them fuel for their anger.

http://stimmyvillain.tumblr.com/post/162096229153/golden-slumber-bath-bomb-kink-blogs-dont <-- this is where I originally posted my gifset of it. I was actually surprised soon after posting it to see calmstim’s version of the video on my dash. (This was a rather long time ago, so I don’t remember who reblogged it or when.)

I won’t go and disprove every gif being accused of being stolen as original. Since it’d get repetitive. But I will say a few things.

1. calmstim and snotstim never gave proof that these were the same files. They just screenshotted my posts and continued with their false callouts. 

2. Absolutely NO ONE is commenting on the fact I have made many, many, MANY gifsets. AND that I’ve been making gifsets ever since I started this blog. And of course there’s a reason why: there’s nothing wrong with them. They were properly credited and that was that. And to this day no one complains about many gifsets I make.

So if I make original content all the time... What point would I have to steal the content of blogs I don’t like?

And furthermore on that last comment, why would I steal something from people I don’t like? Why would I admit to myself that “oh I’m not good enough to make gifsets of these videos so I’ll just steal ‘em!” I mean I have self image issues. But if there’s something I can respect myself in is knowing that stealing is wrong and that I don’t need to imitate people I don’t like. That would just make me hate myself more. That makes no sense.

3. Do calmstim and snotstim own any of the videos they’ve giffed that they’re accusing me of stealing? No. Is it copyrighted that prevents me and other individuals from giffing it? No.

And on that note as well, I’m sure they have gifs made from videos THEY’VE made themselves. Why wouldn’t I steal them? If I was stealing a bunch of their content already, why set limits? In their eyes I apparently don’t give a damn about any wrongdoing so why try to cover my tracks if it’s “so obvious”?

Because I didn’t steal it. I have no reason to.

4. I can show you all EXACTLY how I make my gifs. I’m sure maybe even a few of you out there remember when I was asking around if somebody knew of an alternative way to make gifs as, at the time, my ingur gif-maker stopped working and any of the imgur staff I contacted did nothing to help. So I needed a new way. stimmybby (don’t dare mess with them for this they didn’t do anything wrong and they aren’t involved) came to me and said they had a tutorial for how to do it! So I do it the same way stimmybby does! I do it like this --> http://stimmybby.tumblr.com/post/155515895053/stimmy-gif-tutorial

I also make all my gifs 230x240. That’s the sizing on all my gifs. The only ones that aren’t like that are a couple of my first gifsets where I was trying to get the hang of things and figure out how to gif things properly. Those may be bigger or smaller.

I know EXACTLY how to make my own content. I am going to be making gifsets on my art/edit blog. Because I like giffing things.

So if I can make it myself... What reason would I have to steal from somebody else.

I’m a person trying to get their name out there. I’m trying to be an artist and a game creator. Doing shit like this would RUIN my reputation. And if I did it then rightfully so. But I didn’t because 1. that would go against my morals/self rules. 2. That’s just straight up shitty and I try to be a decent person. And 3. I don’t support or like snotstim or calmstim so reposting their content would just straight up be saying “everything they make it automatically BETTER than mine and I have no reason to try and do something for myself and accept these people are better than me.”

I wouldn’t do that. Not because I’m petty, no. It’s because I have at least that much self respect and respect for them simply for people that I’d know that wouldn’t be fair to them or me. I may not like them, but I’m not gonna do something to stress them out or hurt them or commit wrong to them simply because I can. I’m no bully. I don’t play like that.

5. With all that said, EVERYONE is absolutely FINE with these adults dragging me-a TEENAGER that has done my best to AVOID them because I’m trying to be mature and avoid conflict-through the mud with no solid evidence.

Which, btw, their followers are having a field day with this.

This one’s my favorite. Which, btw, after this post and all those asks have been screencapped, everyone’s getting IP blocked. If you don’t have the human decency to speak to me like a person then you’re not worth my time.

Which, speaking of picking on a minor, I hope you’re happy cause I was on the verge of having a panic attack in the car with my mom there who was not prepared to handle that.

But after this, I have no reason to speak to these people. They’ve had chances to treat me like a person and took none of them. I blocked them from the start because I felt they were bullies. And this situation proves my point. They called me out on something I didn’t do with no evidence I did it and their followers just... Believed it. No questions asked. I’m declared scum for making my own content.

And the ONLY thing I did that is even remotely close to what they’re accusing me of is if I see a gifset I like, but I do not like the person, then I save the VIDEO for me to gif LATER so I can enjoy the content without feeling unsafe because my comfort is important. I made this blog for MY comfort because I’m a mentally ill person who has to struggle to keep from self harming and who has to struggle with not killing themselves.

I didn’t come here to have people make me feel this horrible for something I did not do. I was having a great day I spent with my girlfriend and now it’s ruined because I’m gonna have to fight the voice in my head telling me that even if I do nothing I ruin everything.

This is why I avoided these people in the first place. To prevent this from happening. Clearly I was wrong.

And no, this rant isn’t for pity. I didn’t want your pity before and I don’t want it now. But I am emotional right now because of the things I described and I feel like an idiot because last night I dared allowed myself to feel safe and happy and I feel like I can’t trust any positive emotions I feel because of shit like this.

This rant isn’t for pity. I’m hoping this rant will just make you consider listening to to the smaller voices. I’m no big name stim blog who has thousands of people to listen to whatever I say and believe it. I’m just a kid trying to do something healthy for themselves and giffing is something that I find phenomenally relaxing. And I’m going to continue doing it. And unless you have footage of me stealing their gifs then you have no right to try and stop me from doing something that is not wrong.

If I do something wrong, I ask people to point it out to me. As a white person I want someone to point out if I did something racist so I can learn from my mistakes and unlearn racism. As a man I want someone to point out if I did something sexist so I can learn from my mistakes and unlearn sexism. As an able-bodied person I want somone to if I did something ableist so I can learn from my mistakes and unlearn ableism. So I’d want the same if I stole something. But I didn’t do anything except make my own gifs and now I’m being punished for it. If I’m mature enough to accept I’m just as capable of doing bigoted things as anyone else, then I’m mature enough to accept if I stole something.

But I didn’t. And I demand to be treated like a person or I have nothing to say to you and nothing to do with you.

And for that matter if you’d like to talk about this calmly and maturely, I’d be fine with that. Everyone else who’d rather throw names and tell me I’m lower than scum will be met with a block because you are not worth my time, patience, or energy. Enough of that has been wasted on this because I’m constantly struggling with the feeling that I destroy and ruin everything I come into any form of contact with. And this situation didn’t do anything to help me out.

Now, if you’ll excuse me, I probably need to go cry out these overflowing emotions I’m feeling. But before I end this I’m going to emphasize this because the tumblr community needs to be told this.

Absolutely DO NOT go and harass anyone mentioned here. I don’t care how you think of them. You send anything that’s harmful or even slightly shitty then I don’t want anything to do with you because you’re a giant hypocrite and you’ve ignored everything I just said and I want no part in your company.

[the-exalted-few]

how would i go about getting into playing exalted?

I’m taking this that you mean “how can I get to play exalted?”. If that’s wrong. Please feel free to let me know and I’ll try and answer your question better.

But anyhow, first you need a group to play with of course.The ins and outs of that vary so much that I don’t think I can help much. Even less with the social aspects of assembling a group, really not my forte in life. But moving along.

Now. This is me speaking from personal experiences so your and other’s experience may differ obviously-

Exalted can be a really tough sell to a lot of people because it looks ultra dense. The charms alone are VERY scary if you don’t know what to make of the game. And figuring out the rules can be a little tricky sometimes because of the way things are written. It doesn’t really quite click for a lot of people and you can’t really skim it. Especially in 3e.

So i think that you should go into it with the idea that you’re going to make mistakes. And that’s fine. You’ll have to learn as you go. Exalted is only ever easy of feels easy to use when you really get into it. But that takes a while.

I don’t know if you’re familiar with the rollplaying vs roleplaying aspects of ttrpgs. One is essentially playing the game for the mechanics. KIndof like playing Diablo really. The other is to play for the role, Fate tends to be the main target for this. Should be noted that they’re not mutually exclusive, you can enjoy and play both just fine.

Exalted on the outset kindof appeals a bit more to to the roleplaying sensibilities but tends to be ALOT more mechanical than people much into roleplaying would care for sometimes. 2e appeals to the rollplayers a bit while 3e seems to be a huge turn off for them.

So it kind of depends on what people you know to get exalted off the ground.

The world can take some getting used to if you’re not familiar with the setting. Since it is very heavily east and south asian influenced so it might hard for a primarily western centric audience to get to grips with the world. Which has been a selling point of exalted for many years. That it’s not a Tolkien based fantasy setting.

But if you’d prefer to do that, then with 3e there’s not much stopping you. Some of the flavour of Exalted is endemic with Creation however so it might become a different game altogether if you play around in Faerûn or something. But you can do that if you think the way Creation is written just doesn’t work with you.

If push comes to shove with finding groups the best I can advice you to see if you can’t find the exalted discord, of course if you dont’ mind playing through an online medium. It consists of mostly people from the Onyx Path Forum and exalted enthusiasts on /tg/ on 4chan (Should be stressed that /tg/ is by far one of the more sane and tolerable places on 4chan. BY FUCKING MILES compared to most of the rest of the site. In case the mention of 4chan turns you off.) I hear they got a few games going there. Unfortunately I don’t have an invite link around and I’m not sure where to find it. Exalted reddit or going through the exalted forums might help.

[willowwhispersspeakeasy]

Howdy~! For the dabble game, can I have the prompt "seeing things no one else can" with Leona Kingscholar, please? Thanks a bunch!

howdy~ thanks for your patience sunshine. oh, and a word of warning to yall unfamiliar: dont give a faerie you dont know your name. we're quite fond of keeping those you see~ -Onyx, the bartender

thank you for joining our event

warnings: gender neutral reader, fae! reader, cutie Cheka at the end

the forest was often considered a 'calm' place by many. of course, most creatures who crawled upon the earth were rather lost in their own heads. their lives ran strong through them, focus upon furthering themselves, however that may be.

but for a creature like you, the forest was as lively as a concert.

the grass was soft against your cheek, dew dripping on your nose. the trees whispered their gossip, a strange creature unknown to this area on the prowl. the brook giggled to you, retelling of a young man with feline features.

the bobcats were common here, lions however were not.

from your perch in the old oak tree you watched him. a long dark mane, and eyes as green as jewels. his ears and tail had stopped twitching, you were rather sure he had fallen asleep.

floating down from your resting spot you leaned over the beastman.

'hes a prince from the savanna'

'I saw him being followed by a little cub earlier!'

'do you think hes lost?'

"I doubt hes lost, probably simply tired." you spoke, the wind rustling the tree's leaves calming to a stop.

observing him closer, you fell to your knees. pondering for a moment of his fur you reached out a hand. the forest held their breath as you stroked the beastmans furr.

your world spun as you were pinned to the ground, a pair of glaring green eyes staring down at you.

"what do you think you're doing?" the growl was dark, fangs bared. he snarled, clearly displeased by your disturbance.

"petting your fur." you answered blankly. "its very soft." the wind rustled the trees once more.

'how aggressive.'

'are all savanna animals so rude?'

'I wonder where that cub went.'

he huffed, giving you a sniff before removing himself from where he had you pinned.

"you're bold to touch someone while he's asleep." the beastman sat with his back against a tree.

"I didn't mean to wake you." you replied, standing once more. "where did your cub go?"

"my cub?" he growled once more, cracking one eye open to send you a glare.

"yes, they said you had a cub following you." you stared at him curiously. the wind caught the mans hair, blowing it gently.

'he was cute as a wildflower~'

'orange furr, bright as a spark!'

"hes not my cub. you can keep him for all I care." he huffed.

"I see, perhaps I can find him for you. may I have your name sir?" the beastman cracked an eye open, scanning you from head to toe. his gaze paused on your pointed ears.

"no you may not." another snarl as he tensed. "and on second thought, you may not keep him even if you find-"

"oh? that's really such a shame." you pouted. the wind pulled gently at your robes.

'the cub is playing in the creek.'

'he says hes looking for his "oji-tan"'

"oji-tan?" you tried the name on your tongue. no, not right. simply a nickname from the child.

the beastman tensed once more. he quickly stood to his feet, advancing towards you.

"I'm not in the mood to play games, so listen here,"

"no. you said I could have the cub, and I'm sure he'd much rather play with me then his mean 'oji-tan'~" you offered him a grin of your own, fangs glinting in the low light. "perhaps we can play another time~"

~

Leona whirled around as the creature who had just been before him vanished. panic rose in his chest as he began searching the forest for that no good nephew of his.

~

"hello there cub, may I have your name?" you purred, leaning down towards the child and offering him your hand.

"sure! im Cheka! nice to meet you!"

"Cheka, what a lovely name. thank you, I'll take good care of it."

[passionmaterial]

I JUST NOTICED THE ERROR

Yeah, I put the trailer in the sink, washed it, and then Rewashed it.

I rewashed the TFONE Trailer because I had something the Fandom has said about it on my mind and..

I don't think this is Onyx Prime. Nor do I think it's one of the predacons. Now hear me out.

If we follow the lore of most modern contunites, When The Primes recovered from their angry "phase" where they brutally attacked each other, Onyx was Very Badly Damaged, almost to the point of death. He decided to journey into the well to expand the choices for new life instead of just "standardformers" via the Trypticah Mask, his own artifact. His Spirit and His Body would be in either 1. The Realm of the Primes or 2. The Matrix.

Not in the outside world growing plants around him.

And the Predacons would technically not be around following TFP'S lore as they were cloned after the war had started.

So, that leaves the question of who I think it is. Now, this might be a stretch.. but I think it's Deathsaurus

Note I've never read idw, I've just seen him around.

The colors kind of match, not to mention the already present resemblance to Onyx in the Comics.

This is just a dumb theory, but I liked the idea of it.