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[roguemonsterfucker]

for super boop u gotta like, go to the paw icon on the main blog of boop target, then hold down on the paw till it turns twice, then release to super boop!

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[zombiemollusk]

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[hopeinthebox]

bts + reductress headlines pt.14

[serafphim]

Is dragon Apollo kobold Josh anything?

real

[revenantghost]

[twignotstick]

YO

This is a win

THE LAST FICTIONAL CHARACTER(S) IN UR PHOTOS IS ADOPTING U!!🥳

YIPEEEE MY FAV HEROS IN A HALF SHELL🥰

(i got inspired off smt i saw)

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[ahollowgrave]

pinching her cheeks

[queenlua]

hey. hey. what mtg deck would naesala play?

Naesala doesn’t play Magic: the Gathering.  what do you think he is, some kind of nerd?

…that’s what he says, at least. except, at some point, Leanne gets her hands on some cards & omigosh there are ANGELS on here and they’re so pretty!!! & so now she has an ANGELS DECK & she wants Naesala to play, so he’s like “fine i guess”

(this is when they’re all still young and precious and adorable.  also: Ice Age is the hot new set of cards in town.  no one is actually good at Magic yet, the only way you learn the rules is via exciting rumors on the playground, the metagame advances at the pace of a monthly Scrye magazine subscription, etc)

ANYWAY.  Naesala starts out just playing whatever pile of cards Leanne hands to him & is perfectly happy getting rolled by her; he’s really treating it as a social hanging-out kinda thing, kinda like pinochle or whatever

except then Reyson makes a whole THING of it, y’know.  he shows up with his own aggressively handcrafted green/white deck and he’s going to BEAT Naesala and that’s going to make him stop bugging LEANNE.  (i mean, it won’t, but insert whatever adolescent boy logic you like here)

Naesala doesn’t care that much about winning either way, but he *is* a horrible troll and enjoys rankling Reyson

so that’s when he bothers walking into an Actual Hobby Shop for the first time (taking care not to touch anything more than he has to) (when is the last time anyone dusted this place or wiped down a counter, gross) & he asks if they have a copy of The Official Rules & he then proceeds to read them cover-to-cover

and thus, the following week, he’s the one that breaks the news to Reyson, mid-game, that regeneration can’t save your creatures from Wrath of God & Reyson is PISSED.  “that’s not fair” “it’s the rules” “you hafta SAY that first” “sorry Reyson but your river boa is dead” etc etc insert childish squabbling here

anyway.  fast-forward a bunch of years + one genocide later, and, dang, it’s been a while since Naesala and Reyson talked, huh?

Naesala hasn’t touched the game much in the interim.  i mean, he’s played some, because he’s got this one annoying underling who’s really into it, and part of being a good leader is very occasionally letting your hair down & letting everyone dunk on you in some goofy multiplayer MtG game in the mess hall.  so he has a couple gimmicky decks he’s thrown together for casual play.  he’s got a Relentless Rats + Thrumming Stone deck.  he’s got a goofy Tinker deck—he put it together when he was REALLY out of the loop, and thought he’d discovered this great new combo no one else had noticed—he was pissed when he learned that card had been banned, like, two years ago, dude.

but his main deck is this black/white weenie deck that he’s cobbled together over the years—it’s charmingly old school but still holds up reasonably well.  it’s got Hypnotic Specter and Order of the Ebon Hand and Order of the White Shield and Hymn to Tourach, and he’s thrown in a Stromgald Crusader and a Damnation and such over time, it doesn’t exactly adhere to good modern deck design principles but it generally puts in a respectable showing.

meanwhile, Reyson has gotten *way* too into MtG—like, uncomfortably into it. have you ever had a friend who got Way Into A Particular Hobby Because They Were Clearly Desperately Unhappy About Something Else In Their Life? And They’re Trying To Tell You About All This Insane Hobby Drama That They’re WAY Too Invested In And You’re Trying To Find A Subtle Way To Tell Them Bro Get A Little Bit Of A Life Please?  yeah, that.

i mean, it’s understandable!!!  he can’t possibly compete with the hawks in all their reindeer games, dude just literally does not have the muscle, but there is a decent contingent of hawks that are pretty into MtG so he is determined to dominate there.

Reyson is not a natural talent at the game, but he’s a total grind, so he is in fact the most dominant MtG player on all of Phoenicis.  so when Naesala shows up in Phoenicis for the first time in years and years, and Reyson's got all these Unresolved Feelings about that whole deal, of course he challenges Naesala to a game of MtG, yugioh frenemy style, to test his friendship mettle or something

Reyson’s playing a ridiculously aggro red/black deck.  i’m thinking some good filthy gargadon rakdos.  just on and on and on the attack

so Naesala gets out his charmingly old school black/white weenie deck, kinda rolling his eyes, but sure he’ll give Reyson a game if he wants a game, no Reyson he doesn’t know if it’s a standard legal deck or not but it’s the deck he’s got, will you shut up and just play—

and Reyson’s mostly dominating, but Naesala’s doing his level best to hang in there, and the match comes to a rather dramatic climax when Naesala manages to stabilize during one of the games & he taps out to cast a 5-mana big boi—

and, yeah, of course Naesala’s janky old school black/white deck has a Serra’s Angel as a win condition & yeah it’s the exact same one Leanne gifted him years and years ago & they both know it.

they end the game pretty quickly & awkwardly after that & neither of them remembers who actually won.

(wow this Naesala guy is such a simp.  god this is such a fucking cheesy moment.  i hate this, hold on, i’m gonna go throw up in my mouth a little… OKAY i’m back.)

ANYWAY.  all that plays out, doot dee doo, fast forward to post-Radiant Dawn:

* Reyson’s a very happy red/white Boros player these days.  he has chilled out a little bit but is still pretty easy to bait into getting Mad And Competitive again.  (Tibarn frequently does this because it’s kind of cute when Reyson’s pissed about magical cards) ((Tibarn’s decks are absolute piles, oh my god.  just the most janky barely-functional Timmy stuff imaginable. someone explain the concept of a mana curve to this poor man))

* Leanne still likes ANGELS!!!! & also white weenie stuff & also cute stuff generally.  despite her benign appearance & her weakness for playing Cute Stuff over Good Stuff, she’s a more naturally talented player than Reyson & has just enough of a killer instinct to generally come out on top

* Naesala favors black, and mostly just tries to figure out whatever deck he can play to troll his local meta, but he’s still got that black/white deck in a sentimental drawer somewhere.

also: look, i don’t play Commander nearly enough to provide any substantive commentary on that front, but… my very first instinct, when i read this question, was: “this bitch would definitely run Braids, Cabal Minion as his commander.”  except i looked it up and apparently Braids is Very Banned In Commander.  boo.  does the format ban fun, too.  c’mon, let a dude ruin everyone’s game every once in a while!!!  i think Naesala is equally pissed about Braids being banned is what i’m saying

so yeah that is my complete theory of Naesala And Magic The Gathering lol

[pigswithwings]

This is so rush and my apologies if this is unwanted but hear me out, since we have a V1 and V2 plushies the masses deserve a Mirage one so may I offer one during these trying times-

Quite Possibly The Greatest Gift I Have Ever Recieved

[shebeafancyflapjack]

"Me, my wife and her 10,000 year old caveman." 😂🥰

Commission for @moonah-rose

Ugh so sorry for the pixelated nightmare that this is👁👁 I stretched the canvas to it's limit🙄✿✿hope it okay

[groge]

Frith for @grumpyoldsnake and the PCRF <3

[disdaidal]

Last sentence game

I got tagged by @suometar @andordean and @lovebillyhargrove to post the last sentence I wrote (fanfic / original writing etc.) and then tag as many people as there are words. Thank you so much for your tags! ♥

“I mean, you were in pretty bad shape last night. Still are, actually.  If I were him, I’d wait until you felt better.”

So, 23 people in total huh? I'm going to tag the next 23 friendly/familiar names that I can see in my activity and hope you're okay with it:

@hotdadlicense @ihni @gravegroves @boomhauer @rascheln @silvermoon-scrolls @introvertia @assortedfruitsnacks212 @bowiebond @kanirou-crosshack @memes-saved-me @deedoop @big--yikes @sensitivehandsomeactionman @oni-queen-magpie @landerspaul @astaldis @dragonflylady77 @thrud-of-asgard @releasemefromboredom @imsodishy @joefart @lazybakerart ♥

If you're not okay with being tagged / don't feel like participating, no pressure. <3

[chiropteracupola]

could you simplewriterly tell us what you’d do if you had the chance to spectate back in time? (no one can perceive you and you can’t change anything; you are guaranteed a safe return when you’re done)

[writing in simple words]

Step 1. Look! look at everything!

I have so very many questions about things that happened, and things that did not happen, and things that maybe happened, and I want to know them. I want to follow the parents of my parents' parents back through their lives and see where they were from. I want to see the tall water cars by the sea when they were new and young, and when they were still flying over the water with their white wings. I want to watch the stories on the small screen before someone decides they aren't important and hides them away. I want to see the big ground-hole-cutting animals in the south land area before we don't have them anymore. I want to see what my house looked like a hundred years ago and I want to see the people who lived here.

Step 2. Put faces to the names.

Five hundred and some years ago, there was a woman who lived in the part of the land south of where I live. She knew she was going to die soon, so she wrote down what she owned and the names of the people she loved best and said that they should have her things. This woman spun soft things from creatures into soft things for her family and to sell, and while she was sick, she understood that she would not be able to finish making her things. So she put away her machine for making the soft things into flat rows, and she wrote down that her brother should find someone to finish her soft things once she was dead.

In the now that is happening now, I have learned how to spin soft things from creatures, and I want to learn to use the machine for making the soft things into flat rows. I have read what the woman five hundred and some years ago wrote, and I would like to see her face even if she can't see mine.

Eight hundred and some years ago, there was a little kid who lived in a different land area, east and north of where I live. He drew on bits of tree skin when he was supposed to be learning to write, and in the now that is happening now, I have seen what he drew, and I draw on my small screen when I am supposed to be learning to write.

Many hundreds of years ago, there was a man who wrote his name very high up on a roof. Many hundreds of years ago, there was a person who thought we should put some stones in a very big circle. Many hundreds of years ago, there were people who lived in houses under the earth, and they stayed in their home-place under the earth for so long that the sea came up to them from far away. Many hundreds of years ago, there was a woman who lost her sharp piece of silver in a field very far away from where she was born, and very far away from the place where the piece of silver was made.

I would like to say hello to them, and to remember them, even if they cannot see me.

Step 3. Write!!

I want to know. I want to hold on to what I know, and to keep holding on, and to tell the things I know to other people. I want to tell about the woman who wanted her soft things to be finished, and about the kid who drew on pieces of tree skin, and about the man who left his tall water car by the sea that is near my home-place and forgot to come back for it, and about the people who made the very big circle out of stones.

I want to sing the songs they knew, and to know their names and say them, and to hear their songs and their names and their stories in the air in the now that is happening now.

[hopeinthebox]

Thank you to the anon who turned me onto @hopeinthebox bc holy shit their blog is gold. And the reductress stuff lmhjwkabskdnwjzjss

💜

[crackinthecup]

BEAUTIFUL PERSON AWARD! Once you are given this award you're supposed to paste it in the asks of 8 people who deserve it. if you break the chain nothing happens, but it's sweet to know someone thinks you're beautiful inside and out!!!!

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YOU TOO my lovely 💖🥹💖🥹

[gerec]

Hi! Do you have recommendations for fics in which Charles is older than Erik？Extra kudos for Bottom!Charles

Thank you in advance, and thank you for all the amazing cherik fics esp the hooot porns :-))

Hi Anon! Sorry for the delay it's been a little crazy this week :D

I think the combination of older/bottom!Charles might be this fandom's unicorn lol. BUT these are all amazing fics with older Charles that I hope you enjoy!

Give me your stars to hold by pearl_o

Charles returns home from college and figures out why Erik has been so distant since he’s been away.

Counting Bodies like Sheep (To the Rhythm of War Drums) by cm (mumblemutter)

Erik was born broken, their father always told Charles.

Wind and Words by velvetcadence

Lord Charles of House Xavier has been out-manipulated by Queen Emma into a marriage with her cousin. Still, there are worse fates than having to wed a handsome child.

Casual Encounters by SharpestScalpel

Charles is a busy professor in his 30s - busy enough that a craigslist casual encounter is really the only way he's going to get laid any time soon.

Erik is a 19-year-old virgin with an internet connection and no social skills.

Letters for His Majesty by motleystitches (furius)

When Charles the Gentle, King of Westchester, was nineteen years old, he killed a man named Shaw and rescued a boy he gave to the MacTaggerts’ to raise. Twenty years later, he has almost forgotten the incident. With a wife he loves as a sister, no heir, and a war going badly, Charles falls quickly and inappropriately in love with the knight Erik Lehnsherr.

wait (they don’t love you like I love you)

Charles is a bad guy (head of some shady criminal organization) and Erik is the kid that grew up in his household (his mother is the help? so they maybe live in the servant’s quarters). Anyway Charles likes Erik a lot and assumes that when Erik grows up he will end up working for Charles (maybe he recognizes some violent streak of potential in Erik). Only then Erik decides, while Charles is away on some sort of shady business deal overseas, to go away to college. So obviously Charles has to go and drag Erik back because Erik is his and his alone.

David's Dad (Has Got it Going On) by afrocurl

Charles doesn't know what to do with the crush his son's best friend, Erik, has on him. At least not until Erik all but forces himself into Charles' lap one night.

An Arrangement of Soulmates by Fullmetalcarer

King Charles III of House Xavier gazed at the painting of his betrothed. Strong jaw, wide, thin lipped yet sensual mouth, straight nose, high cheekbones, intense grey-green eyes, short auburn hair.

tonight is all we need by Oxsa05

Erik has just come of age and soon will be trapped in an arranged marriage against his will. Before losing some of his freedom, he wants one night for himself so he can fulfill his true desires. Charles, an expert and famous prostitute, will make sure Erik has a lovely evening and forget about his troubles for a while, giving him everything he asks for.

Machine of a Heart by traumschwinge

Thirteen years ago, when he was just recovering from an incident during one of his deployments, Logan met Dr Charles Xavier. Dr Xavier, who'd just decided that Logan, while still unconscious, was perfect to try some physical improvements as a proof of concept for the large military project he was, back then, co-heading. Now, Logan's mostly a spy, tangled up in whatever mess Charles and his superiors think necessary to involve him with. It doesn't matter that Logan has feelings, about Charles' project, about Charles himself, about just altering other people's bodies without their consent. What'll matter soon, however, is stopping some harebrained weapons manufacturer from causing the consumption of the entire biomass on planet Earth.

twenty four hours from tulsa by intentation

After having self-emancipated (aka run away), Erik's been holing up in a shitty motel while he figures out his next step. When Charles Xavier moves into the room just down the hall, Erik discovers his new favorite pastime: sex.

Drunk Night, Sobering Days by issabella

Erik is drunk, naked - and standing in the kitchen of Charles Xavier.

Yet what comes easy to do and say while drunk to the gorgeous man with the blue eyes, seems suddenly filled with awkwardness the next morning. Erik feels like a fool though the proverbial silence is golden is not always the best advice, especially if one is quickly developing a crush.

How Prof. Shaw’s Grammar Nazi Ways Got Me Laid and Helped Me Find True Love by jasminetea

Charles is a professor. Erik is a student. They meet through Craigslist.