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[johnnydany]

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[marsupials-of-mars]

Was thinking about @ckret2 's bill when i wrote this, but it applies to bill more generally. I think the main thing people pick up on, maybe subconsciously, about their bill that makes him feel so accurate is that he feels.

A lot of people (and most people are guilty of this including me whether they mean to or not) tend to write him as a tragic immortal? In the sense that he's been beaten down by time and learned never to care about people, and has lost the ability to care.

And the first part of that is true!

He HAS learned never to care about people! In the tbob love page, he says its stupid to tie yourself to a mortal in a way where your happiness depends on them. He's LEARNED this. But he has NOT lost the ability to care. And he DOES care despite knowing he shouldn't.

He interacts with people genuinely, he legitimately enjoys the company of "lesser" mortal species, he has fun, he thinks about people when they're gone, he's taken lovers, he speaks in phrases hes picked up from past earth decades because he likes how they sound (ya dig?).

And some people are frustrated when he's written suave and unfeeling for this reason, because he is a goofball. But the thing is, he DOES act, in a way, suave and unfeeling when it comes to situations like Ford and Dipper. He plays up his "immortal deity" persona, constantly reminding them of all the knowledge he knows, PROVING his value to them.

But he gets mad! He falls in love! He jokes around because its fun! He gets stupid and reckless when he's upset! He burns bridges when he doesnt get his way! These are all insANELY short-sighted things for a trillion-year-old to care about!

This is why he can relate to people, and why he acts like a kid sometimes. I firmly believe that he stopped aging the day he destroyed his dimension (which is basically canon i think) not only physically but mentally. He legitimately cannot mature, cannot gain wisdom no matter how much he tries.

He has a lot of INTELLIGENCE and KNOWLEGE, but its like giving a child the library of alexandria and infinite time to explore. Sure theyll probably learn some things out of boredom or curiosity, but theres no curriculum. They COULD read it all, but why would they? That's boring and dumb and they want to climb the shelves and make book forts instead.

Now, more specifically about ckret2's Goldie:

He describes himself as a consumate extrovert. He hangs out with mabel and watches tv and goes to the Rainbow club. And while he does these things, he isnt thinking "this is so below me, why should i care about any of this?" He's just trying to have fun, and is knowingly fulfilling his social needs. He believes he and ford WERE friends.

And the most important part of this that im always thinking about is Bill claiming that being friends, enjoying peoples company, loving, playing, and all that is not mutually exclusive with being an all powerful god of destruction to be worshipped by all.

Which makes sense! Because he is INTELLIGENT and he knows that he's more powerful than these people, and he SHOULD be a being that demands their worship, and he needs to find something that lasts, and makes sense in the wake of INFINITY. But he also has the mind of a mortal, and he thinks the same way he always has. And with both of these insights, the ONLY thing that MAKES SENSE is to have his cake and eat it too. Focus on the big picture while also enjoying the present, SIMULTANEOUSLY.

Manipulating ford to his own end that leads him closer to his forever plan, while also bringing him to karaoke and falling in love. Securing his rule and reputation over the nightmare realm, being feared throughout the multiverse, having his fingers in as many pies as possible-- while partying with his henchmaniacs, drinking out of solo cups and flashing the cops.

Its the only thing that stops him from going crazy. If you have a mortal mind thats built to love and lose and feel and party and wisecrack, and you relinguish it to the horrifying prospect of timelessness, if you're always looking at the existential...you are not going to last a trillion years.

[pricklepearbloom]

Baked With Love

Pairing: Azriel x plus-size OC Aurora (Rory)

Warnings: mild angst, some body shaming, asshole!Cassian

Word count: 2.2K

“Shhhhhhoot” Aurora hissed quietly when the knife that she had been using to chop apples for the apple pie she was making for her new mate Azriel. Aurora was a baker with her own bakery in the Rainbow district of Velaris. Ever since she was a kid, she loved helping her mother in the kitchen, making everything from tarts and pastries to pies and cakes for anyone that would walk by their home. Her mom taught her everything she knew, and she used all of her family secret recipes to open her own shop so she could share that joy with everyone. Baking was something that centered her, something she knew how to do and do well.

After she met her mate Azriel who had come in one day to order a cake for Cassian’s birthday, things moved very quickly. Very quickly. Within two weeks of courting, she offered him an entire double chocolate mousse cake with homemade ice cream on the side. Perhaps they should have gotten to know each other a bit more but he was just so perfect, and he was her mate for mother’s sake. How could she not accept?

Unfortunately, this did mean that they were still getting to know each other after the initial mating frenzy had settled down. So, in efforts of becoming better acquainted Aurora would meet Azriel every morning after his morning training with Cassian with some assortment of baked goods. She would be late at this point if she didn’t get this blasted pie in the oven before the morning rush started. After mixing the chopped apples with the cinnamon sugar mixture she carefully poured it into a prepped pie dish. She grabbed the bowl of premade sugar crumbles that goes on top and finished the pie off with a flourish of her wrist resulting in her missing the dish completely. An internal shrug to herself as she popped the pie in the oven setting a timer before quickly cleaning her area and peeking her head out of the back so that she was in ear shot of her teenaged employee, Noah, who was manning the register that morning. “Noah!” Noah’s head lazily tipped over from resting on her hand being the only indicator that she was listening. “I’m going to head out to go get dressed, I’ll be back in a while to get the pie that’s in the oven van you make sure to take it out when the timer goes off?” Noah stuck her hand in the air with a thumb up which made Aurora roll her eyes.

Noah was the niece of a close friend who needed some help with responsibility and Aurora, like always, was more than happy to lend a helping hand. Although she had a less than sunny disposition, she seemed to do well with the structure that Aurora had given her at the bakery. She had been working there for several months so Aurora knew she could trust her to run it by herself until the midday workers came in to relieve her. Aurora whipped off her apron and hung it on the rack next to the door to the kitchen before heading home to get dressed into something nicer than her baking outfit of leggings and a baggy shirt with flour and holes scattered around it. Her nerves were picking up the closer she got to seeing her mate, she knew his hair would be wet from being freshly washed after his training session with Cassian and he would smell like soap. She was practically buzzing with excitement; she hadn’t seen him in a couple of days due to him being off on a mission in the Hewn City and it was killing her being without him even for that short period of time.

Azriel was never a glutton for food but after being mated to a baker for a few months he discovered a hungry he never knew existed. Perhaps it was just a hunger for the beautiful baker who gave him the treats daily, he mused silently while unwrapping his hands from the training session. Cassian was on the mat next to him stretching his arms, both males shirtless and glistening from the hard work out. Cassian glanced up from the ground and his eyes flickered down to Azriel’s stomach and he smirked slightly. “Rory’s got you pretty whipped huh?” “Don’t call her that.” Azriel says instinctively before glancing down in confusion “What makes you say that?” Cassian changed arms with a nonchalant shrug that made Azriel uncomfortable “It’s just… are you sure you’ll be able to keep up with all of the garbage she’s been feeding you? I mean I don’t want to be rude or anything, I’m just concerned that you gaining weight will get you hurt on the battlefield ya know? Just trying to look out for you.” Cassian tossed casually like he wasn’t opening up an insecurity that Azriel had been struggling with lately. “I mean… it’s not like I’ve gained that much weight” Azriel said shifting slightly when Cassian snorted softly. “Hey man it’s none of my business but soon you’ll have as thick of thighs as your mate and I don’t know how much use you’ll be then.”

Fury burned through Azriel like nothing he had ever felt before. His fist connected with Cassian’s cheekbone before he even knew what was happening, operating purely on instinct. “Keep my mate out of your fucking mouth.” He spat as he landed blow after blow on the male. The commotion had roused the attention of Rhys who was doing his own workout across the room. Azriel felt hands and dark magic pulling him off of Cassian, his shadows frantically buzzing around him in a rage. “What the hell is going on here?” Rhys said in between the two looking back and forth between them. “Ask him.” Azriel spat before disappearing into the shadows into his bedchambers.

Gazing at himself in the mirror his washroom, Azriel couldn’t help but gaze at parts of his body. He was still fit but he could feel his stomach wasn’t as tight as it once was, and shame burned through him. How could he be of any use if he wasn’t in perfect fighting shape. Would Rory stop loving him if he gained weight? Would she stop loving him if he lost his position because he couldn’t keep up? Would she find someone more suitable? Someone like Cassian? No, his brain insisted. There was no way she would leave him for Cassian, she didn’t really like Cassian, said he just felt off to her. But someone else, someone more competent, surer of themselves if anything else. A rogue anger burnt through him at himself for accepting all of those treats that Rory made him. He would stop eating them and only eat at mealtimes and even then, only healthy foods. Azriel tore himself away from the mirror unable to continue looking at himself any longer. He still needed to shower before meeting up with Rory underneath their tree that sat on a hill overlooking the Sidra.

When he got there his shadows immediately seeked out Rory, gliding up and down her body as if to reassure themselves that she was there. She was already sitting on a blanket that she had set up before he got there. Feeling the coolness of his shadows breeze over her summer dress she giggled at the ticklish feeling before looking behind where she knew her mate would be standing. Azriel’s eyes took in the dishes that she had set out and the bright smile that shone on her face directed at him. Azriel’s anger settled until he saw what she held in her hands. A freshly baked apple pie with steam still dancing out of it. His favorite. It’s like she knew his decision to stop eating sweets and came with a heavy hitter. Suddenly, his anger had a new target. “Are you kidding me?” He nearly spat out. Aurora’s eyebrows scrunched together in confusion and she reared back at his tone of voice. “Wh-what’s wrong?” She glanced down at the pie, “you do like apple pie, right? I could have sworn that it was your favorite.” Azriel’s eyes darkened with her words. “Are you doing this on purpose? Trying to fatten me up so I won’t be able to leave on missions again?” Shock shot through Aurora like a punch to the gut and she froze not understanding what was going on, her mouth opening and closing gaping like a fish. “I- I’m sorr-“ she started before Azriel cut her off “Don’t be sorry just stop trying to constantly shove food in my mouth, I’m your mate not a fucking charity case.” Each word felt wrong coming out of his mouth but it’s like he couldn’t stop even when he felt the overwhelming confusion and hurt being sent down the bond. It was silent for a bit, both processing what Azriel had said.

 A sound cut through the silence cutting Azriel down to two inches tall, Aurora’s soft sob. Pain laced through his bones at the knowledge that he was the one to put the tears on her cheeks and he made to move closer to her. “Rory…” She quickly wiped the tears from her face and stood up leaving the pie by her feet, facing him dead on with a finger to his chest. “I don’t know what the hell has gotten into you, but you will not speak to me that way. I deserve to be treated with more respect than that. I know we don’t know each other that well yet but I really hope this was just a bad day because I will not live with a man who makes me feel this way Azriel. I won’t do it.” Tears still steadily rolled down her cheeks as she spoke shakily, but she ignored them and continued on, “So sit down and tell me what is really going on because I know that it’s not my fucking pie” she threw the expletive back into his face. Guilt rushed through Azriel as he quietly sat down on the blanket, his shadows had covered him in defense to shield him from the vulnerability of having to explain what happened this morning. Aurora sat waiting expectantly for an explanation and Azriel couldn’t help but glance down at the pie which sat far from forgotten between them before beginning to explain what had transpired this morning.

Aurora had listened intently softening slightly as his story went on. She had struggled with her body image for years, so she knew the way insecurities could take over your brain. “Az I’m really sorry that that happened. No matter what you look like I will always be here for you. I wish that you had just explained to me what had happened instead of lashing out. That’s not okay with me.” Azriel looked down at his fingers twisting them before releasing them, he wasn’t used to having to talk openly about his feelings and thoughts. It was harder than he realized but Aurora seemed to handle herself so elegantly and his love for her burned through him. “You’re right. I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have talked to you like that at all. I knew I was still angry about this morning, but I just wanted to see you so bad I didn’t know I would lash out so badly at what you brought. If I’m ever feeling this way again, I’ll make sure I’m completely cooled off before seeing you. I think I would rather have you take truth-teller to my neck than see you cry again.” Azriel looked up to see her smiling softly at him giving him a little nod. “Ok.” She said simply, Azriel looked up a bit confused. He was waiting for the fighting, for her to degrade him or tell him he was to find somewhere else to sleep for the night. “Ok?” he asked hesitantly “Yeah. You made a mistake, you apologized and said you wouldn’t do it again. I’m taking you at your word and honestly Az, I haven’t seen you in days and I just really want a hug.” She sighed tiredly. She didn’t have to wait longer than a breath before she was wrapped up in Azriel’s arms with his head nuzzled into her neck taking in her sweet scent of vanilla and sugar that never seemed to leave her skin. “I missed you.” He muttered against her neck before leaving a firm but gentle kiss on her neck. She sighed contentedly into his chest, burrowing deeper if possible, “I missed you too… I’m going to kill Cassian the next time I see him.” Azriel let out a deep chuckle raising his head from her neck to gaze adoringly down at her. His hand found home on her cheek stroking lightly “Easy tiger.” He teased lightly before placing a soft kiss on her plump lips. “How about we take this pie to go and I’ll show you how sorry I am.” Heat burned through her cheeks and her lower stomach at his words. She nodded slightly and let him whisk her through the shadows to their home where they spent the rest of the day reacquainting themselves with each other’s bodies. Only taking breaks to drink water and share some pie straight from the dish that was sitting right on the nightstand.

[justaweasel]

Headcanons but I recently just watched My Little Pony

Mephistopheles a THOUSAND percent watches this show. His brother was like "hey! Look! It's the horses from the stables", and Mephisto has been hooked ever since. It's his secret shame.

Star Swirl and Twilight are like Solomon and MC. Like old mentor guy, is powerful, and thinks the power of friendship is Bs. And then young apprentice, who's going to surpass mentor sooner or later.

Not related to obey me at ALL but I had to get it out there, during the time Celestia had banished Luna, when he rose/set the moon, she always "talked" to Luna. Saying stuff like, "See you tonight" or "You make the prettiest moonrises, sister."

Back on Obey Me, if Diavolo ever met Princess Celestia, they'd be so chill, just talking about their kingdoms and the different ways they govern. Also about crippling loneliness and how it's hard to be a ruler and the sacrifices that come with it. Both of them are so excitable and on an off day, they would take each other ziplining and the barrel waterfall thing. (Barbatos and Luna cringe at this behavior, for different reasons, as they get excited over mailing letters)

Asmo and Rarity would get along so well. Both of them being generous and, even though a bit dramatic, still meaning well. Both of them having that energy of, "if you don't shine on the inside, then you can't shine on the outside, darling!"

Twilight and MC would bond over being tossed into a new stage in their life so well. Like, "She just kind of.. made me an alicorn.. I didn't even know what happened" "Same! But I was tossed into a world of demons and after a bit realized I was possibly one of the most powerful people in the three realms so.." (*Looks over at Celestia and Diavolo*)

Mammon and Rainbow Dash would hold races to see who's faster (Though, mammon is upset he can't sonic rain boom)

Beel and AppleJack would totally get along, they're both strong and dedicate themselves to family. If Beel ever went applebucking, he'd do his best to not eat all the apples. AppleJack gets a little upset about it but doesn't hold it against him too much.

The angels and Fluttershy would all go to her cottage and have a nice conversation. She'd show them her animal sanctuary and Luke would go nuts. Simeon would also be interested in her ability to talk to animals. Raphael would just be happy about the silence at the cottage.

Satan, Solomon and Twilight are all nerds. Starlight showed Solomon the speed spell she used to organize her books and Solomon has been trying to learn. Twilight and Satan prefer to organize their books the non magic way though (That's why Satan's room is a mess), it's more personal to them.

Luke and Pinkie having a bake off with Raindow Dash and Mammon being the judges. (Poor Luke made a pie and learned the hard way RD doesn't like pies, poor baby)

[gogandmagog]

I really hope you’ll write Peter Pan in Rainbow Valley! You’re the most qualified to match Barrie’s and Montgomery’s respective tones, all your fics are very whimsical and funny. I’d LOVE to read it.

Lol! Oh, thank youuu. That’s so nice! 🥹 And just so you know, I’m really happy to have another J.M. Barrie mutual, I feel like we’re kind of thin on the ground on tumblr. I follow all his tags here, and they’re so rarely added to.

I like half drafted an outline on this, and will keep it in the future-maybe-someday file for ‘fics that want to be written,’ but it’s a real purgatory over there, if I’m being honest. But outlining it has admittedly taken zero effort, because these two stories almost seem meant to be joined. We know Maud was a huge fan of J.M. Barrie, and by extension of Peter and Wendy… and I’ve long personally thought that it was beyond pure coincidence that ‘James Matthew Blythe’ is so similar in name to ‘James Matthew Barrie’… but even Rainbow Valley (place not book), which is kind of this liminal space between fairyland and reality, sacred to childhood and play, has some existing Neverlandness about it already built in. And then there’s these compelling similarities between Mrs. Darling and Mrs. Anne Blythe as well; both charming mothers, both adult advocates for/in/of imagination, and both wonderful storytellers (Peter lingers around the eaves of the Darlings Bloomsbury home to hear her stories) that are devotedly loved by their husbands and children. But for me, I think it's a huge (the hugest) point of interest to loop in Walter, who saw the Piper, like really really saw him, in Rainbow Valley. How easy it would be to kick out the German Pied Piper and drawn in Peter Pan and his flute, instead… two characters who are already deeply linked by folklore. Elsewhere, if the Jolly Roger, did take a wrong star and run aground in the Rainbow Valley brook, it’s just asking to have the suspended-in-time Neverland pirates be familiar with Captain Jim and maybe Lost Margaret, from bygone Life-Book days. I’d even give Shirley a boyish thimble-passing romance with Tiger Lily, the same way I’ve always wanted to see him paired off with a Mi’kmaq girl. Aunt Mary Maria’s hand also shoots right up for the doubling Hook-ish authoritarian/‘grow up already’/take-all-the-fun-away role (Gilbert would never suit it the way Mr. Darling did). But anyway! With all this low hanging fruit, it’d seriously be so simple to neatly tuck these two books into each other at every corner. It’s really all right there.

[numberonechonnyjashfan]

im back from my 2 day absence and to say sorry heres some mlp headcanons

rarity and applejack are asexual lovers (thank you @ethaaan22 for this) and rarity watches while applejack bucks her apples and she swoons over applejacks ability and strength (applejack carries her home when she’s sad)

trixie and starlight glimmer are sapphic HEAVY ROMANTIC asexual lovers and trixie preforms tricks for starlight and starlight watches in awe and claps for her

pinkie pie has a crush on applejack but the feelings are not reciprocated but she’s still happy for them so she still throws parties for their anniversaries and she’s also omniromantic asexual

twilight is biromantic asexual and is happily single but admires the beauty of other ponies

shining armor straight but accepts his sister and loves her with all his heart

fluttershy is tfem and aroace, she doesnt really like anybody that way and prefers spending time with her critter friends instead.

rainbow dash is a tmasc gay and educates others on things like therianthropy and otherhearted people because xe ximself is an otherhearted person and his otherheartype is a german shepherd and a red fox, cause dash is loyal and playful and experiences those behaviours in a way different from therianthropy. xe also has a cat copinglink and use he/xe/dash pronouns

i didnt really get into rarity and applejack headcanons so

rarity lesbian asexual, makes dresses for applejack

applejack is also a lesbian asexual who makes pies and apple relates sweets for rarity to eat while she works and she also helps rarity by modeling her dresses for her

spike is like 5 so he’s a straight ally :3

i came up with these in a discord server with my friendys

[rubypasha1]

Headcannons for the readers in my fics

Feel free if you have any questions related to them or anything else to do with my fics. Happy to answer!

Stolen Souls

Green thumb

Can cook like a chef it’s so good

Book worm

Socially anxious

Kids: loves em

Shows affection through gift giving and paying attention to small details

Ex-older sibling

Coping mechanism is work and hobbies

Green thumb!

Easily manipulated

Little shy

Puns!

Cat and dog person, more dog person

Can withdraw herself to try and protect her feelings

Has died before

Wife material

Girlfriend material

Liked watching her friend play video games

Not a party person

Magic!?

Absaloutely terrified but hopeful

A spider in a graveyard

Student of Spiderman, unofficially adopted by he and Deadpool.

The latter gifted her a knife

Can’t bake for shit but cooks okayish. Lasagna is amazing.

Traumatized by experience of being experiment on to aquire powers

Slightly Arachnophobia

Cheats at Uno, doesn’t care if she wins the only worse torture is scrabble

Loves carnival games

Puns are life

Has kissed her nemises

Willing guardian of three crazy super powered kids

Pretty serious but uses jokes as a distraction/to aggravate enemy

Sleeps in odd positions + glows

Kiss under her jaw by the neck and she melts

Odd relationship with symbiote

Can be bashful/shy when genuine and romantic shows of kindness are given.

Workaholic in rehabilitation

Tech savvy

In the very thin line between morally true and an overworked superhero

Has multiple eyes- not good with bright light

Will hang upside down and glow like a disco ball- with bribery

Self conscious and using her superhero identity - Starspider - as a coping mechanism

“Stop flirting with me!”

Rainbow lightning

Set the sails

Half blind and missing half a leg

Grew up in war

Has the skills and experience to be a doctor but doesn’t like to be called one due to respect and . . . stuff

Eats 1 or 2 meals a day

Green thumb- medicine and poison

Numerous war crimes

Body and face heavily scarred but not self conscious. She’s proud of her scars

Subconsciously hates clear skies

Has never killed anyone (they don’t deserve that mercy)

Good fighter, will dislocate your joints

Okay with tying patients down

Will hunt people down so they take their medicine

People on her island live and fear her

A certain marine tries to make her life horrible - regrets if later

Kids: Okay

Makes medicine, ointments, salves, creams.

Carving wood is side hobby

Do not touch her books

Okay cook

Loyal

Hates marines and the world government

Doesn’t smile, mainly looks neutral or angry

Slight aggressive but mainly when provoked

Deeply traumatized

A victim of war

Is an amazing gambler, it’s just luck she wins 90% of the time even when she doesn’t know how to play

Addicted to weed (but not in the way you think-)

Is kind in a “I will beat/restrain you so that you won’t die” kind of way

Made a deal with the devil and lost, now his brother calls her angel

Fought in a fighting ring

Loves pies

Has lost so many people she’s subconsciously afraid of making connections continuously trying to see new people she makes friendships with as only patients but inevitably fails and becomes so protective to others it’s seems as extremely aggressive but she has to because people DONT BLOODY LISTEN

Okay shooter, not that great but can somewhat hit a target sometimes

Highly respected on her island

“Thief”

[i-am-beckyu]

To Fly Once More

HI GUYS!!! LOOK AT ME!!! TWO FICS WITHIN THE SAME WEEK?! HELLO!? So super super short one and definitely not with characters you thought you’d be reading about today so WOOOO FOR SURPRISES! Literally just wanted to write this even if its a bit generic so hope you all enjoy!!!

cw: past trauma, minor gore details (ripped wing), fluff, minor romance, happy endings. She’s just fluff peeps. Just fluff :3

 wc: 1391

Phil hasn't been able to fly for a long time. 

 His wing was badly injured to the point it was beyond repair. Trying to adjust for survival had been the worst experience of his life. As they say:

 A downed bird is a dead bird. 

 But Phil was more than just his avian roots. 

 He'd survive.

 Even if it meant stealing from humans, he'd make it. 

 Humans were terrifying. They were greedy, selfish but above all unpredictable; but when he’d had his wings, the adrenaline rush of living so close to them had been thrilling. While he’d had his wings, he’d flown from his humble forest abode, to the small neighbourhood of Essempi street, watching and getting to know its residents.

 There were these 3 roommates at the east end of Essempi that would always be rough housing whenever given the chance at one end, with a boy who loved to dress in a flourish of rainbow colours and hoodies that hung out with the fiery one a lot next door. Across the street, a man known for his expertise in gambling and iconic blue beanie. He liked to pinch whatever shiny items he could when they did outdoor poker night. Which was funny when they’d get accused for cheating (because they had been, just not with the shinies :)

 At the opposite end, a pink haired girl and a white haired one lived together, their home always emitting heavenly smells of home baked goods. And across the street from them, a man who wore blue and red shades that would often be around stealing taste testing the pies. Phil tried to only ever take what he would need from them, but sometimes he couldn’t help but take a whole cupcake.

 And then of course there was the middle of the street, which homed 3 rather loud occupants and their mother.

 The brunette was the most talented musician he’d ever heard, the pinkette skilled in the art of the sword in a way that he himself would never match with his needle, and the youngest of the 3 was wild blonde child, who's energy and clingy nature made him endearing despite their loudness.

 But his favourite was the mother.

 Hair a dark brown and looked as soft as clouds, dressed in purples that accentuated her warm hazel eyes and a kindness that could rival no other, Phil loved her. Unlike her 3 sons, she was gentle and cared for those around her with such grace. Out of every human on the street of Essempi, Kristen was the only one he would ever feel at ease with. 

 And the only human that knew of his existence.

 While the rest of the street of Essempi were aware of ‘something’ that would take their belongings, Kristen was the only one who knew what it was that had; the human happening to catch a glance at him in her garden one day.

 She’d never chased him, or demanded he show himself, simply talked and offered him a bite to eat before he went on his way. And Phil had accepted the offer. Albeit it from a distance, but Kristen met her little black bird, and Phil his human giant.

 It became routine.

 Every Tuesday, in the mid morning sun, Kristen would go out to her garden with a small plate and set it on one of the lower branches of the tree for Phil to perch. With her 3 boys at school, the two would chat and bask in each other's company, speaking of whatever came to mind. Kristen sharing of her work and boys, and Phil sharing of his day to day life in the forest and around Essempi street.

Or they had, until that fateful day. 

He’d been attacked by a falcon and in his attempt to break free, had his right wing in shred in half, leaving feathers askew, bones exposed and blood gushing as he plummeted down to earth for his demise.

 Somehow he’d managed to survive, his memory from being in the air and between just immense pain was all but a blur, but he had lived.

 But to continue living? How would that be so?

 He came to Essempi Street for supplies and the rush to not get caught, but he lived far off in the forest, through dense foliage and over rivers. And he had nose dived into a ditch, on the outskirts where the forest met the quaint street.

 To journey home in his current state would spell imminent death.

So he took his only option, and moved into the garden of his favourite residents.

 That first week had been agonisingly painful. Adjusting to not only getting around on foot, but coming to the realisation he would never fly again. It had been his whole life, his freedom, and now what was left of his wings was but a heavy reminder of the life he’d led. Getting food became even harder, resulting in him taking far more than he would normally from the humans’ garden just to avoid over exerting energy to get there.

 He was in so much pain, it wouldn’t be long before he either died from the poor job at patching his wing, or from some wild animal getting themselves a free meal. He was sure he was done for.

Until Kristin had found him. 

The human had been worried about him when he’d missed their usual catch up, but figured he may have been busy. That was until she found the small scattered feathers and trails of dried blood a few days later, leading to a hole inside the garden shed where she had inevitably found the small avian, curled up in a sorry excuse for a nest in his broken state.

 She was the one who had taken him into her home and patched him up. 

 She was the one who gave him a new chance at life.

 And she was the one giving him the chance to fly again.

 “Are you sure this will be okay?” He’d asked hesitantly. 

 It had been almost a year since that fateful day and Phil now knew the Crafts through and through. Wilbur, Technoblade and Tommy had been infatuated with the small avian and quickly he and the 3 boys were acting as if they’d known him their whole life. 

 And Kristin? The two had fallen for each other, and their relationship had only blossomed. She was the first human he had ever fully willingly gone to and been touched by. The first he ever allowed to get so close and know about his whole world. A world that had become the entire human womans being. A bond formed of love and trust. Which led to now, an act of kindness that the love of his life had been planning for months.

He was going to fly again.

Though this was his deepest desire, the phantom feeling of talons ripping his wings to have him falling to his doom ached at his back.

 “I’ve been designing this and practicing for months Phil.” Kristen spoke softly. “I promise it will be fine and even if it's not, I’ll be here to catch you.”

 Phil smiled up at the human from where he sat in her cupped hand. Kristen would never let him fall.

 “Are you ready my love?” 

Phil took a deep breath and nodded, a strong conviction in his gaze.

“Let's do this.” 

Kristen slowly maneuvered Phil into the small seat and placed the little harness over himself. Kristen gently placed the carrier down and walked forward and away from Phil holding a thin piece of string.

“Hold on tight.”

As Kristen ran forward, Phil gripped the carrier, eyes squeezed tightly shut, as he felt the whole thing lift up and into the air. Air rushed around him and he could feel the shift as he went up higher and higher.

“YOU DID IT PHIL! YOU DID IT!!” Kristen called from somewhere down below.

Hesitantly, he peaked an eye open before opening both wide in awe. 

 He was high above the ground, clouds almost in reach as he glided across the sky in his carrier kite.

 He laughed, joyful tears beginning to slowly trail down his face as he slowly lifted his arms from the carrier to spread them out wide in delight.

 He was flying.

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And bada bing bada boom! All done! See? Fluffy!!!

Thanks for reading to the end and I hope you enjoyed! Really liked writing this one and I can’t believe I wrote this at work. Like seriously, I love this job so much already and its only been 3 days!!!

Not sure when the next fic will be out but if you’ve seen my blog, you may have seen the an announcement about a fic on the way. What could it be? Who knows... 👀

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[popculturebuffet]

Valentine's Superhero Wedding Review Poll III

Hello all you happy people. For the past two years to celebrate the lovelist day of the year with my love of men, women and that beautifulu techiclor rainbow inbetween in costume who punch what good by letting my fine patrons pick out 3 superhero weddings, myself pick one, and you fine folks pick one of these for me to review. What says love more than some asshole in a costume crashing your wedding no?

So for your voting pleasure, here are this years nominees and the poll to pick your faviorite is below. Voting will close in a week. If it's a tie it's sudden death baby and if that ties.. well i'll just hav eto do both won't I. So vote whenever, vote soon, and vote with your heart, here are your nominees!

Lex Luthor and Adora of Planet Lexor (Action Comics 318-319)

Lex's pre crisis marriage has him doing the usual lex luthor things: escape prison, go to a planet he once fooled into thinking he's a great hero and Superman a villian.. then invite superman after the wedding to fake his own death and blame Supes for it.

Emma Frost and Tony Stark (Invincible Iron Man #10) Ones a life long playboy whose lasting relationships end in tears, betryal or the next set of writers wanting him to screw around again. The other's a life long career woman whose fine to flirt but mostly spends her time saving humanity and whose longest relationship was with a man she stole from his wife via very sketchy therapy practices. Naturally marriage is less out of love and more as a smokescreen to screw over a massive anti mutant biggot who used tony's tech to create a waking nightmare for mutant kind, but damn if it won't be fun anyway.

Luke Cage and Jessica Jones (New Avengers Annual #1) A relationship began in casual hookups and deep seated trauma, became one of marvel's most lasting and wholesome marriage and Hero for Hire Luke Cage and PI for hire Jessica Jones became the couple with the least time for your nonsense but the cutest baby. Naturally for their courtship their wedding involves a proposal luke announces to hold her to saying yes, a fight with an old foe turned into a scary monster/ super creep, and takes place just before the super hero community cracked in half.

Wally West and Linda Park (The Flash 132 and 159)

He was a fuck boy, she was a girl who didn't take his shit. Could they make it any more obvious. As wally west grew from irresponsible young ass to true hero worthy of the mantle flash he found his rock in reporter Linda Park, someone on his level willing to both call him out when he stupid, and support him when he's beating himself up too hard. Naturally given their marriage would be in trouble for the 2010's thanks to Dan DiDio's personal mission to make Wally West Fans suffer, their wedding ends in a magician making Linda disappear from everyone's memories, with the two finallyg etting married after antics with angsty future selves, Linda being Impulse's imaginary friend, and a picnic wedding to give us a happy end to Mark Waid's long and storied run and a happy start to one of the best marriages in comics

[bl-bam-beyond]

Which BL Characters Make Up You?

Apparently an old tag game I was asked to participate I'm by mutual/friend @pose4photoml so here it goes...

My Mind is Like: That is a hard one as my mind is like a rainbow with many colors. The mind is a vast thing and it encompasses the way one thinks, remembers and imagines. So I will say my mind is like Ida (KIETA HATSUKOI), Khabkluen (SIMM), Tae Kyung (LIGHT ON ME), Kawi (BE MY FAVORITE) with touches of Daonuea (SIMM), Adachi (Cherry Magic JP) and Pond (LBC)

I Drink Like: I don't drink. So I'll say Pi (FUTS) we all know he's a total alcohol lightweight

I Dance Like: The Kitty Gang (FUTS) they try even if it isn't perfect.

I Sing Like: I'd like say Por (MSP) so let's go with that

I Work Like: Hmmm, that's a tough one. I'll say Kao (DARK BLUE KISS)

I Like To Eat Like: No joke it's Kawi (BMF) I love me some good food.

I Am A Friend Like: Pisaeng (BMF) and Noel (SIMM)

I Am/Would Be A Parent Like: Gim (Gun's Mother) on MSP because she truly wants the best for her kid and she stands by him and she wants him to be happy...regardless.

I Love Like: That's like the first one. It varies. So I'll say Tinn (MSP) Mork (FUTS) Mai (The Middleman's Love) Mhok (Last Twilight) and Lee Wan (Our Dating Sim)

I Fall in Love Like: Yang (Love in Translation) and Phumjai (Love in Translation)

I Could See Myself Becoming Obsessive Over Love Like: Mork (FUTS) and to me that's not a bad thing. Let's review the word Obsessive or Obsession it means an idea or thought that continually preoccupies or intrudes on a person's mind. That happens to everyone. It's when it reaches a dangerous unhealthy level that it becomes a problem. We know Mork was obsessed with Pi. We know Daonuea was obsessed with Khabkluen and vice versa. When the person you love is always on your mind that's Obsession in a way. Is that wrong...no. A mother can be obsessive of her child (it's called worrying) but people's opinions differ just how I see it. A healthy balance is fine. Crazy Obsession is a bit different...a lot different.

My Most Significant Love Has Been with: That's a loaded question. Love has variations familial love, romantic love, friendship love etc. So I'll give 3 answers. My mother is 1 because as a single mother she made so many sacrifices and who wouldn't appreciate that. And my first boyfriend I was so young but I remember him to this day. He was truly my first romantic love. And my cousin as both familial love and friendship love. We were always so similar with a lot of the same interests and he was truly my best friend.

Alright @pose4photoml

[felixstudios]

LONG RANTY ASK AHEAD; SORRY IN ADVANCE

I think people who go “oh you can’t like cogs they’re capitalists and colonizers” are… lame? I guess? I mean yeah they’re fucked up, but toons aren’t sunshine and rainbows and complete innocence: toons regularly kill cogs, albeit temporarily, unless we’re talking about Clash. Because a toon KILLED a suit in Clash. That is an important event. TOONS landed the first casualty within the Clash continuity. And even outside of Atticus, Toons regularly assault and destroy cogs! Idk if it’s the case in other private servers and continuities, but in Clash, you as the player are regularly asked to kill specific cogs to HARVEST THEIR BODY PARTS. Toons aren’t fully innocent, and Cogs aren’t complete demons. At least Cogs don’t actually kill Toons, they just make us really sad for a while! And hell, most of the time, Toons are approaching Suits first, initiating battle usually on our terms. I’m 99% sure that buildings aren’t a thing outside of Clash!

Speaking of which, to elaborate a little more on Clash Toons and their crimes, since the post that got me riled up about this was bashing Clash for having interesting characters (none of the toon npcs except Tumbles are even remotely interesting)…

Besides from Atticus actually literally dying, toons have done at least one other extremely fucked up thing. Winston is a prisoner of war. The things the Elders did to him definitely violates the Geneva Convention, mostly pertaining to the treatment of POWs like him. No matter what anyone does, SOLITARY CONFINEMENT is always unethical and fucked up. Flippy and Lowden clearly know about and seemingly SANCTION it, allowing the Elders to just… keep a man caged up in absolute isolation?! Fucked up! And that’s on top of us pretty much POACHING Suits! Taking parts of Pencil Pushers for purposefully bad pies, taking springs to shake seltzer water, toons clearly have pencils and springs of their own, and yet we get asked to kill cogs for this stuff???? And that’s just a few examples! In Daffodil Gardens, you get asked to seek out and take the bones of sellbots! Suits can be rebuilt, sure, and even flunkies get rebuilt. But that doesn’t mean that it’s not absolutely fucked up that we are killing suits to take parts of their bodies.

Also, saying someone can’t like a character because they’re evil is like… really stupid? We aren’t glorifying and romanticizing colonization or capitalism, we just find COGs more compelling than Toons. That’s how it is with villains. But it really pissed me off how they brought up all this stuff about Clash, then disregarded all the horrible shit Toons do.

Hey anon, I think this is a pretty well thought out argument. Not the most politely worded, but your point does come across easily. I'm not going to make a public statement on this topic since sharing any of my beliefs is a good way to start drama and conflicts that I don't wish to partake in.

That being said, there are exactly two objective facts I would like to point out.

In TTR and also in several of the original TTO tasks, you as the player are indeed tasked with taking parts from Cogs on several occasions. As for other servers, I couldn't say because I haven't played them.

If you're talking about Cog buildings, those have been a thing since TTO. They are not a Clash exclusive feature.

Obviously you made this ask anonymously, but if you made a blog post about it and sent it to me then I'd be more than happy to read it! I'd recommend conducting yourself professionally if you went that route because people are otherwise more likely to get very emotional and make a big deal over everything {and I personally find arguments written in a calm, professional manner much more convincing}, but it's your blog so at the end of the day it's really all up to you.

[lets-talk-spirituality]

What are your favorite books?

Do you have motivational or spiritual book recs?

Hi! Thanks for asking me :)

Ummm I really love A Thousand Splendid Suns, I read it in high school and it just really awakened this warrior spirit in me. It made me really want to go to the Middle East to help people. It’s something I still hope to do one day, go to the oldest places on earth and help women and girls.

Life of Pi, I also read this in high school and it sort of woke me up to how indoctrinated religion is and how we don’t have to follow that indoctrination.

The alchemist and Siddhartha are both sort of spiritual hero journey books that gave me a lot of insight and I really enjoyed.

The awakening by Kate Chopin and A lost lady by Willa Cather were really important to my feminist awakening as they are both books about women going against the grain of their time period to pursue their own happiness.

This year I read Lost Horizon and really loved it. It kinda plays around with the concept of aging and finding heaven on earth.

I love A Separate Peace. Just one of my favorite books in general. The only book where I really fell in love with a character.

I also read codependent no more this year, which I think is a really awesome book for anyone dealing with people pleasing and codependent behavior.

Finally, I read Tales from the Night Rainbow and I’m reading a book called Children of the Rainbow. Both are books that kind of deal with Hawaiian religious and mythological origin stories. There’s a real belief and understanding here that there were people on the islands before the Polynesians came here. Many believe that this group, called the mu, is directly tied to god source and lived very loving and kind lives. Hawaii is thought to possibly be where Lemuria was. Lemuria, like Atlantis, is thought to be ancient advanced civilization that lived within higher dimensions of the earth. Many believe starseeds from other planets were seeded into these societies to help move humanity along but were destroyed ultimately. That’s what many believe happened here as well. The original Hawaiians kind of bred with and took on customs of the Tahitians who conquered the islands. These original people are also sometimes called Menehune which means small person. Which people assume means they were short in stature but in Tales of the Night Rainbow, this oral history passed down from a family in Moloka’i, it’s suggested that the term was pejorative and used as a way to oppress the original inhabitants.

Anyway! I guess those are my suggestions.

[sing-you-fools]

kid me would be splayed out on my bed, which has a rainbow dragon duvet, reading from one of the many many books on the purple bookshelf headboard - or if not from there, one of the many many piles around the room, because I don’t have nearly enough shelves in my house (and I have a lot of shelves). the books are mostly the fantasy and sci-fi, which have always been my favorite, and kid me would dive in headfirst. they'd be through them faster than I can imagine these days.

kid me might notice all the books are like. really gay. I wonder if kid me would have questions about that. I wonder how much kid me would be able to deduce about their gender and sexuality by digging around my room. kid me was really fuckin oblivious.

kid me would probably dig through the closet and dressers and love a lot of my clothes. I wonder what they'd learn about my husband digging through his stuff.

if kid me went next door to my kid's room, they would find their teddy bear, their childhood sleepytime book, their Narnia books, other books they love or books by authors they love. if they went downstairs, they would find the final remnants of this year's Thanksgiving pies, which I became responsible for (entirely of my own volition please I'm extra like this it wasn’t a family pressure thing at all) when I was 12. they'd find a story I'm working on on my computer that incorporates an idea I had around the same age, and pots they made in art class at that time. they'd find a lot of music they listen to in my recents on Spotify and Zelda games on various consoles.

kid me would be very excited about all the cats. we weren't allowed pets. I always wants cats.

kid me would very much see themself in my room, my home, my life. I hope they'd be happy. I remember being afraid I would lose myself as I grew up. I don't seem to have done that.

I also hope they'd decide it was worth learning to be good at cleaning because yikes I'm a mess.

imagine you as a child, rummaging around in the current version of your room. what would they be drawn to?

[market-spy]

Lost in the Transit Jungle? Passenger Information Systems to the Rescue! (With a dash of sarcasm, of course.)

Ah, the joys of public transportation. The rumble of engines, the delightful aroma of hot dogs, and the ever-present mystery of whether your train will actually arrive on time. Navigating this urban jungle can feel like being dropped into a David Attenborough documentary, minus the cool wildlife and suave narration. But fear not, weary traveler, for a technological beacon shines in the distance: the Passenger Information System (PIS)!

Think of the PIS as your own personal transit Yoda, whispering sage wisdom about delays, platform changes, and whether there's actually any toilet paper left in the onboard facilities. (Let's be honest, that's intel worth its weight in gold.) These nifty systems provide real-time updates on schedules, disruptions, and even the occasional bit of entertainment (although we can't guarantee it'll be better than watching paint dry).

So, what's driving this PIS boom? Well, apart from our collective longing for a stress-free commute, there are some serious trends at play:

Smarter Cities: Urban planners are embracing technology like it's the latest latte trend, and PIS is a key part of the equation. Think sleek digital displays at bus stops, interactive information kiosks in train stations, and maybe even robots dispensing travel advice (okay, maybe that's a stretch, but hey, a man can dream!).

Happy Passengers, Happy Profits: Turns out, knowing when your bus is actually coming makes people less likely to throw spontaneous tantrums or spontaneously combust. Who knew? Happy passengers also tend to spend more money on things like overpriced coffee and questionable souvenirs, which makes everyone else happy (except maybe the guy stuck behind you in the security line).

Data Deluge: We're swimming in a sea of data these days, and PIS systems are like trusty life rafts, helping us navigate the choppy waters. By crunching all that information, they can predict delays, optimize routes, and even personalize your travel experience (imagine a world where the train automatically plays your favorite Spotify playlist as you pull in...bliss).

But, of course, it's not all sunshine and rainbows. There are some bumps in the PIS road:

Costly Caper: Installing and maintaining these systems can be as expensive as buying your own private jet (okay, maybe not that bad, but it's definitely not pocket change). This can be a challenge for smaller transit operators, leaving some folks stuck in the information dark ages.

Tech Terror: Technology is great, but it can also be a fickle beast. Glitches, crashes, and system updates can turn your friendly PIS into a malfunctioning monolith, spewing confusing gibberish like a malfunctioning fortune cookie.

Privacy Perils: All that data floating around raises some eyebrows (and rightfully so). We need to ensure that passenger information is used responsibly and securely, or else we'll all be starring in our own personalized Big Brother reality show.

Despite these challenges, the future of PIS looks bright (unless the power grid goes out, then things might get a bit dark). As technology continues to evolve, we can expect even more sophisticated and user-friendly systems, paving the way for a smoother, less stressful commute for everyone. So, the next time you're feeling lost in the transit jungle, just remember: there's a little Yoda of information out there waiting to guide you. Just don't ask it to lift your luggage, those screens aren't that advanced yet. For More Information: https://www.skyquestt.com/report/passenger-information-system-market

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[kingjamesroystonpub]

Christmas Day - Royston |  Christmas  Festive Food in Royston

The delicious feast that graces tables across the nation is just one more way that dazzling lights, festive decorations. Also, exchanging of gifts in Britain distinguish the wonderful season of Christmas. The main course is the focal point of this festive feast. A meal that has come to represent the spirit of Christmas. Come with us as we explore the history of Christmas Day - Royston dinner staples in Britain and the customs that surround them.

Christmas Day - Royston

The Festive Main Course: Christmas Day - Royston

Roast Turkey

In Britain, the magnificent roast turkey is the unrivalled star of Christmas dinner. When turkeys were brought to England in the 16th century, this tradition began. Still, the turkey didn't firmly establish itself as the festive table centrepiece until the nineteenth century. Turkey became even more synonymous with Christmas in Charles Dickens's masterpiece. "A Christmas Carol," where it was immortalised as the centrepiece of the Cratchit family's joyous feast.

Beyond Turkey: Options Abound

Even though roast turkey is the best, the British have an excellent choice of options for people who like variety. As an example of the type of flavours found on Christmas dinners, roast goose, duck, or juicy beef frequently make an appearance. Adding depths of tradition to the holiday table, each choice carries its own history and regional significance.

Royal Complements:

The main course of any Christmas meal isn't complete without the accompaniments that round out the meal. The scrumptiousness of stuffing, the crunch of roast potatoes, and the rainbow of colours from the Brussels sprouts, carrots, and parsnips all come together in perfect harmony. Of all the components of the dish, the gravy—a delicious liquid gold—is the show-stopper.

Sweet Finishes:

Christmas pudding or mince pies are served after the main meal for a sweet ending. These traditional desserts are the ideal way to round off a dinner. Also, a Christmas pudding is a merry sight in and of itself, what with all the dried fruits and spices and the dramatic explosion of flames that often tops it off.

Importance of Christmas Meal:

British Christmas feasts are cultural treasures and wonderful. Friends and family gather to tell stories, and generate lasting memories during this holy season. The joy of giving and gathering with loved ones is embodied in the preparation and sharing of this meal.

Every family's Christmas supper is cherished because of the recipes. The customs that have been preserved over the years are about much more than simply a feast. This feast symbolises the coming together of loved ones. The happy mood that characterises the Christmas season.

The British Christmas main course traditions are like unravelling a cultural tapestry. Rich with history, delicious flavours, and the comforting memories of shared times. No matter how many years pass, this joyous feast will always remind us of the true meaning of Christmas. A time to fill our appetites and our hearts with the bounty of the season.

Christmas Menu in Royston:

Smoked Salmon Tartines with Crème Fraîche, Dill, and Capers:

Savour the harmonious blend of smoked salmon's subtle richness and crème fraîche's velvety smoothness in our Smoked Salmon Tartines. These tartines have a crisp foundation and are topped with fresh dill and capers. It makes it for a delightful combination of flavours and textures. The delicate salmon dances with the tart crème fraîche in every mouthful, transporting your taste buds on a voyage of refinement.

Garlic and Chilli Tiger Prawns on Vol-au-Vents:

Delve into a world of flavour with our Garlic and Chilli Tiger Prawns, artfully arranged atop golden, flaky vol-au-vents. A symphony of flavours that arouses the senses is created by infusing these luscious prawns with the aromatic dance of garlic, and the subtle heat of chilli. With every bite, you'll savour the irresistible combination of flaky puff pastry and juicy prawns. Thus creating a memorable and gastronomic experience. These vol-au-vents are a new standard for delicious decadence; they are a real treat for the senses.

Prawn Cocktail on Baby Gem, Mango, and Red Pepper Salsa (GF):

Our delicious Prawn Cocktail will take your dinner to the next level. It's served on a bed of crisp Baby Gem lettuce, and topped with colourful, naturally gluten-free Mango and Red Pepper Salsa. The crunch of Baby Gem lettuce pairs well with the subtle flavours of the succulent poached prawns. With its tropical touch, Mango and Red Pepper Salsa combine sweet and spicy flavours for a delightful explosion of flavour. Indulge in every mouthful of this gluten-free delight. This isn't just food; it's a jubilant ode to harmoniously complementary flavours.

Veggie Macaroni Bites:

Enjoy the nostalgic flavour of traditional macaroni and cheese in a perfectly bite-sized form with our Macaroni Cheese Bites (V). With their freshly cooked macaroni encased in a velvety cheese sauce, these bite-sized treats wonderfully embody the spirit of creamy mac 'n cheese. With a golden, crispy exterior and a creamy, gooey inside, these bite-sized treats are sure to fulfil any craving. These vegetarian Macaroni Cheese Bites are a small tribute to the classic comfort food that everyone loves. They make a great appetiser or snack, and are sure to be a hit with any crowd.

Tandoori Paneer Skewers with Mint and Coriander Chutney (V):

Veggies will swoon over our Tandoori Paneer Skewers. It's a delectable vegetarian dish that marries the velvety paneer with the smokey aroma of tandoori spices. The marinated paneer cubes on each skewer are grilled to perfection, creating a work of art. This recipe is a harmonious blend of cooling herbs, fragrant spices, and tangy mint and coriander chutney. The strong tandoor spices give the soft paneer an excellent taste, and the crunchy chutney is the perfect accompaniment. This vegetarian wonder will take your taste buds on a gastronomic adventure like no other. The flavours reminiscent of India in every tantalising bite.

Okra & Onion Bhaji with Mango Chutney (VE):

Our vegan Okra and onion Bhaji is a delectable take on classic Indian food. Its harmonious blend of flavours will transport you to a world of pure bliss. These bhajis are a visual feast—crisp and golden on the outside, and a gustatory delight. The ideal combination of Okra and onions seasoned to perfection. Delicious Mango Chutney adds a burst of sweetness and tang to the savoury bhajis. Thus, balancing out the dish with its perfect blend of flavours. Indulge in every mouthwatering bite of this vegan cuisine and relish the irresistible crunch and aromatic spices that accompany it.

Christmas in Royston

This winter, King James Royston is pleased to provide you with the finest canapé menu to commemorate the season. The special canape menu will be available from November 25th through December 24th, with prices ranging from £6 to £18 per serving or £8 to £24. We also serve some of the best drinks at King James Pub. Our entertainment nights like karaoke nights, live musics, open mic etc bring in a lot of fun among the people.

[the-ultimate-pie-family]

@mscolorsplash Bday story

"Miss color splash was having an amazing day for her birthday tons of family and friends came to celebrate but little did she know she was being watched by sometime satanic"

Color splash: *was at her table enjoying her birthday*

Midnight: *pulls on color splash tail* Miss Splash?

Color splash: *turns to see a very tiny alicorn mare* Oh hi there, sweetie, can i help?

Midnight: I'm just dropping off a gift from my family

Color splash: ? Where is ur family? *thinks for a second, then realized she answered a ask about a family* r u from the pie family?

Midnight: shhh, don't say our name out loud. im not supposed to be in public, but plz have an awesome and safe birthday, Miss Splash *sets the gift on the table teleporting away*

Color splash: ? Hmmm, why can't the pies be in public? Hmmm *looks around then at the gift* hmm *opens the gift but was stopped by Princess luna* Princess?

Luna: Greetings, Miss Splash. i want to wish u a happy birthday and to bring u this. *sets a gift down teleporting away*

Color splash: hmmm odd. Why would Princess luna be here? She doesn't know me? Or does she? Hmmm

"The party went on, but Miss Splash just couldn't shake the feeling she was being watched. She looked around but did see no one she had never felt this feeling before, but she had to shake it it's her birthday and she should have fun so she went out back to get some air"

Color splash: *sits at a bench looking around*

B: Look out below. ahh *falls on the bench back first as her glass eye popped out* Ugh.....

"B's glass eye fell on Miss Splash lap"

Color splash: Oh my dear, r u ok?

B: *sits up looking at Miss Splash with her one eye* uhm may i have my glass eye back plz? *smiles*

Color splash: glass *looks down at her lap* Oh, here *gives the unicorn her glass eye back* But r u ok miss?

B: Huh, oh yeah, im fine. I was hiding

Color splash: like hide and seek?

B: Huh? Oh no, im hiding from those royal guards over there *points in the distance of guards*

Color splash: *looks at the royal guards* hmm *looks back at the unicorn, but she was gone* Huh? Where did she go? *feels a cold chill up her spine, looking around* h-hello?

"Nothing but silence echoed miss splash was getting up then she froze she didn't know was happening she goes to talk then a pony appeared in a black cloak with a scythe"

Death: If u know wats good, u miss Splash, say nothing

Color splash: .........*gulps screaming*

"As splash screamed, death rasied his scythe, then a holy flash appeared blinding color splash and sending death back to hell splash was blind she fell stubbling"

Color splash: h-hello? Is someone there? *feels around the ground trying to feel for a hoof* Hello, please, any pony?

Blood: *helps up color splash*

Color splash: hello? T-thank u

Blood: *helps splash back to her party*

Color splash: Where r we going? uh?

Blood: Watch ur step, miss splash *opens the back door to her party*

Color splash: w-wait, i can't go inside i can't see im blind.......

Blood: shh, don't worry, follow

"Royal guards spotted blood yelling his name to get away from color splash"

Blood: Remember the pies r here to help u if needed *pushes color splash in closing the back door running away*

"Royal guards cursed his name, opening the door seeing color splash looking around trying to get back to the party"

"Then one of the royal guards grabbed color splash."

Color splash: d-don't hurt me plz it's my birthday plus im blind

"The royal guards check color splash eyes they took her to the eye doctor quickly"

Color splash: Where r we?

?: ur at the eye doctor miss splash can u tell how ur blind

Color splash: i don't know it just happened one minute, then a flash now im blind......

Royal guard 1: we saw blood rainbow pie with her he was gonna kill her we believe

?: u guys always say that now go i got this now

"The two guards left"

Color splash: .......was i really gonna die by this blood?

Blood: *changes back to his form* Oh no miss splash I'd never kill a dashing colorful mare like u *giggles*

"Color splash wasn’t scared when she heard his voice"

Color splash: so am i blind forever, mister blood?

Blood: No, i made a potion to cure ur blindness god won't let me use the healing spell on eyes yet

Color splash: god?

Blood: The less u know about us miss splash the safer you'll be

Color splash: Then answer me this

Blood: ok? *puts the potion in splash eyes*

Color splash: "her vision comes back quickly seeing wat blood really looked like' oh my *reaches to touch blood face*

Blood: *stops her with his magic* no

Color splash: *was shocked to see him use magic without a horn* How is that possible

Blood: Stay safe, miss splash *walks out*

Color splash: ? Wait, blood. *runs out looking around* blood?

Blood: r u trying to get yourself killed, Miss Splash

Color splash: but my question?

Blood: ........this will have to wait, Miss Splash. i have to get my kids to bed

Color splash: b-but.......i-i.....can i meet ur kids then?

Blood: no

Color splash: wat? But why not?

Blood: just no

Color splash: but tell why i can't?

Blood: .........my kids will try to convince u to be there mom

Color splash: .....Do they not have a mom?

Blood: No, that's why I'm telling u this forget about us. Pies were dangerous. *walks off* goodbye miss splash

"Color splash was thinking then she grabbed blood by his vampire wings"

Blood: *stands there sighing* why.........

Color splash: because kids r pure and should always have a mother figure

Blood: *smacks splash hoof off his wings with his magic keeps walking* .......come on before i change my mind

Color splash: yay *smiles following behind blood* Where does ur family live blood?

Blood: *stays quite*

Color splash: *looks up at a castle* u live here?!

Blood: *opens the door* hurry up before some pony sees u here

Color splash: *walks in the castle, seeing a pink mare cooking* Who's that?

Pinkie pie: son, i made blood cookie, huh? Who's this?

Blood: Nobody mom, where r my kids?

Pinkie pie: in their beds wait for u son

Blood: thanks mom and don't kill, miss splash mom plz it's her birthday. *teleports upstairs*

Color splash: So blood is ur son?

Pinkie pie: mhmm, i have two sons, one on the surface, one in hell

Color splash: Oh.....im sorry for ur lost

Pinkie pie: Huh, no, lost he's the ruler of hell is wat i meant to say

Color splash: so blood is

Pinkie pie: the vessel of the holy lord yes

Color splash: ........so uh......

Pinkie pie: sit *sits at the table*

Color splash: *sits at the table* miss pie?

Pinkie pie: Miss splash, listen, u seem like a good mare with goodness in ur heart, but don't waste ur life trying to know us were dangerous. Many lost their minds trying to know wat were doing here. Don't be one of them miss splash. u have ur whole life ahead of u. Don't waste it on us

Color splash: but i have so many questions about life tho

Pinkie pie: Then go see a psychic miss splash

Color splash: but......then tell me why blood kids don't have a mother

Pinkie pie: they did, but there all dead now

Color splash: so different mothers?

Pinkie pie: Yes *hears her son walking downstairs* they asleep son?

Blood: all but like always mom

Midnight: *crawls on top of her dads head* hi again, Miss Splash

Color splash: *eyes widen* u have an alicorn for a daughter

Blood: No, i have a broken alicorn for a daughter

Midnight: Yeah, my horn is broken off half. *smiles jumping on splash head* r u gonna be our new mom? R u gonna date our dad?

Color splash: huh? Wait wat?

Blood: midnight shy pie ur room now

Midnight: But dad, i wanna know *sighs walking upstairs to her room*

Blood: *glares at Miss Splash, grabbing her by her tail dragging her outside*

Color splash: blood plz don't be mad i-i.....

Blood: I'll take u home, Miss Splash, then we'll go our separate ways

Color splash: ........ok.........

"Miss splash was thinking how she could get back on bloods good side, but she wasn’t thinking straight"

Color splash: Blood, im sorry........

Blood: Don't miss splash. Just don't don't make it harder on urself

Color splash: .........plz blood forgive me

Blood: *hits his head on Miss Splash door* ur home....... *opens her door* in plz.......

Color splash: *walks in her home* .....care for a snack atleast?

Blood: no goodbye

Color splash: H-how about some fresh blood *wat am i thinking?*

Blood: *sighs seeing the sun coming up* damnit........

Color splash: u can enter my home blood i allow u

Blood: ugh..... *walks in her home* ur lucky the sun is coming up......

Color splash: Come follow me

Blood: No, I'm staying right here till the sun goes back down, then im out because u just trick me to get me in ur home so im staying right here

Color splash: Well, i was gonna let u drink my blood tho if u want too

Blood: No, ur probably tired, and u need rest, so good night, sweet dreams nighty night

Color splash: u can u know join me in my bed? If u want?

Blood: No good night, Miss Splash *teleports miss splash in her room*

Color splash: that mother fucker

Blood: Thanks for the compliment. Now, sleep

Color splash: *gets in her bed, covering up hugging her pillow*

Mod pie: Miss Splash and mod splash. i hope this was ok. i really enjoyed making this birthday story. i hope i can make more about Miss Splash someday

Happy birthday, @mscolorsplash