#that family tree is terrifying btw

[estrangedandwayward]

Caved and started reading fire and blood and I'm so genuinely baffled that it doesn't have a map? What? Like it has a family tree which makes sense but there's no map. There's always maps in the main series books, most fantasy books in general, you'd think It'd be really useful in something like this

[finnylemon]

🥚John Dory and the Lonely Egg - Part 2💕

Sequel to this post 👈❗️

Whatttt Finny drawing trolls angst no wayyyy

The night they returned to Grandma Rosiepuff for good is certainly not one any of the boys will forget. The thunderstorms, the terrifying uncertainty, it all made our four boys petrified of what was to come.

Although John could barely comprehend himself what exactly was going on, there was one thing different. They now had a tiny life on their hands, and no matter what they wanted that little egg was going to need help. And John could NOT let his brothers know, no matter what. He had to keep them calm, and safe, no matter how scared they all were.

After everyone else close to John turns on him, he's left with no other option but to leave his parent's home and seek out their Grandmother, whom they would occasionally visit on holidays.

After losing their mother (who as far as John knew, was not even aware of Branch's existence based on the time of her passing) their father mysteriously dissappears after falling victim to his grief and leaves behind a small, insignificant blue egg. Only a poorly written letter was found as an apology to John for a lifetime of plight.

Grandma Rosiepuff knows her daughters death was difficult on her immediate family, but did not think it would go this far. As an otherworldly promise to her tragically lost daughter, Grandma Rosiepuff takes in the five children, being their last living relative from the tragedy that was the Troll Tree.

AHHHH Holy shit I love drawing trolls angst THEMMM POOR JOHN this is all purely my own headcanon BTW! I designed Grandma Rosiepuff to look a bit like Rose from Steven Universe. She has that vibe it's very fitting. The trolls universe is so like masking of the actual issues in the first movie its insane??? Yay everyone's happy but we totally weren't being held captive for who knows how long but that's just life :D and Rosiepuff would just be used to it, as sad as that is. "Of course my family" she's probably thinking. Their might be some sort of lingering curse around their blood. They might just be a doomed race. WHO KNOWS!

Lore for the memoir AU

[graceofagodswrath]

Ok ok ok your "Humans of Transformers franchise are space orcs" rant is out of this world.

I detest with passion when humans are reduced to pets and plot devices when instead the story could be about two alien species finding one another equally amazing/terrifying for their own respective reasons.

Here is my question: do humans and Cybertronians see how eerily similar they are? They have love of music, familial relationships, similar urban infrastructure, societal structure, financial systems, competitive entertainment, organized societies and war, colonialism, recreational intercourse, marriage...

Not to mention, why was it never addressed how similar both species look: bipedal, waists, noses, cheekbones, 5 fingers, chins, facial expressions and sense of aesthetics and beauty? Sure, humans have hair but in rather strategic places.

Veins and wires, blood and energon, metal and flesh, nanobytes and blood cells, Sparks and brain impulses, sexual organs...

Imagine Autobots arrive on Earth for the first time expecting some primitive cave-dwellers, only to encounter a less advanced mini-version of Cybertronian cities (New York, Singapore, London, Rome, Tokyo, Rio, Dubai...) and societies running on scientific, artistic and philosophical development which has no right existing on the ruthless, all-organic planet such as Earth is. Societes run by creatures who 4.000.000 (the duration of their war) years ago were hanging from the trees btw.

Autobots would be terrified.

Lemme make sure this response saves this time, cause it took me a minute to answer cause my first deleted and I had so much written I got unbelievably angry and refused to even look at the tumblr app.

But here we are.

So, this is EXACTLY what I have been thinking about for who k owe how long. It’s also the intro to this wack as fuck universe idea I’ve had in my head a while, and have kinda hinted at in my other works, but I’ve never gone into detail about.

And I still won’t.

Anyways, yes. It’s crazy that we backlit humans so much when any other sentient species is about. Transformers, TMNT, etc (I’m on a one track mind, feel free to jot down any other fandoms I can’t think of). The main theme of these stories? HUMANS SUCK. And that is severely unfair. People want to cry about how much our generation doesn’t give a shit anymore. Have you SEEN the media we feed kids???

That’s why I live Humans are Space Orcs so much. It really puts into perspective how unique and batshit our species is.

So, onto the Transformers vs humans concepts. The ONLY reason (forgoing technoism and general hate towards organics) cybertronians don’t see humanity as an imminent threat, or one in general, is because of size. WE BE SMALL AF. Can’t blame them, I get it. We do the same. Insects? Fuck them mfs.

But have you seen a botfly or tick burrow into your skin? The infection that comes form that? Have you seen ants jump a small animal as a colony and absolutely shred it? Or a spider only biting you, and the horror the venom causes (recluses and huntsman’s specifically). We have a good fucking reason for disliking these mfs.

But transformers? These are organic experiences. Worst they go through are rust infections, spark death, the works. They are not at risk the same way we are. That is why they view organics as small and inconsequential. They have no idea how hard we fight to simply stay alive.

And now the similarities. It’s understandable that they wouldn’t immediately recognize the physical, cultural, and psychological similarities between our species. Transformers are an incredibly diverse race, like any other. But specifically in physical form. Your average cybertronian holds a similar appearance to your average human. We tend to have the same features, just with different names. Eyes, noses, faceplates, ears, two arms, two legs. Sure that’s average for them too. But they are unique because of the fact that they have two forms. Vehicle mode. Their mode decides what they’re second mode looks like, which can create extreme diversity is appearance. Small, large, many limbed or not.

So the immediate similarities probably wouldn’t jump out to them in an odd way. There’s also the idea that because they’re so spread out in the universe, they’ve seen other organic races that are also similar. Pairs of every body part could be the common denominator among species.

That goes culturally too. War, love, music, government, politics, it’s all a natural form of sentient evolution. Another common denominator. It’s how it’s done that makes it unique. And the similarities between human and cybertronian culture is uncomfortably familiar.

I think that’s why cybertronians are seen being closest with humans rather than other species in the shows and comics (obviously because the audience is human and they need relation to characters but shhhh forget that for a sec). This is where the theories start.

Let’s say cybertronians begin to recognize the weird similarities between our species. The really, really weird stuff. The itty bitty details. Like:

- how we also mainstream kissing on the lips as the top tier romantic gesture.

- use verbal tone and cues for our language.

- have intensely complicated interpersonal relationships in the exact same manner.

- suffer from extreme mental health issues like depression, anxiety, PTSD (I totally headcannon that forms of adhd, autism, and ocd exist in cybertronian society, have y’all not seen my boy rodimus prime??)

- will also destroy each other in the name of our gods, until we have a common enemy.

That’s just the basics I could come up with. The only time I actually saw a moment where a transformer genuinely take a moment to realize that humans can be a threat, was in transformers prime. Episode 6 of beast wars (I think, correct me if wrong), where Miko beats the ever loving fuck out of an insecticon (I think) and upon Megatron hearing this, just goes blank Kubrick stare for a hot second. Man had an ugly realization that did not fit in with anything he had experienced his whole life.

AND THEY NEVER FUCKING ADDRESSED IT EVER AGAIN. Sick of this shit. Could’ve had the most badass character development, where the humans actually proved useful and did something (it would have fit Milo’s character so perfectly too) and scared the utter shit out of the transformers. BUT NO. They continue to be annoying as fuck.

One thing I loved about TF Prime was that it canonically turned Unicron into Earth. And humans came from the earth. Which relates humans beings and cybertronians so hard. Cousins Fr. We are the cybertronian equivalent of organics, and transformers the inorganic equivalent of humans. The individuality, the chaos, the culture, it clicks. There is so much material to really go into it.

But they never do. Don’t get me wrong, I love Transformers lord and just discovering more without humans being involved. We’re just annoying af at this point. But there is so much u tapped potential in transformers actually taking the chance to LEARN about us. But we’re just friends (pets) to these mfs.

That’s why I love TF Earthspark so far. Transformers ingrained into human culture because they’re not from Cybertron, and cybertronians having to adapt to human culture because they have no where else to go. Granted, it’s a kids show. There’s only so much they can do. But I’m excited for where it’ll lead. It really shows how much of threat and ally humans are, and how we are just as diverse as cybertronians.

I need to write another fic about cybertronians meeting humans their size from our world tho. Need to continue my old piece. Would give me so much life. Y’all help motivate me, college draining my ass.

[dabiscrustyfeet]

Hiiii! (I’ve looked everywhere to see if your asks were open or not, but if they aren’t or you’re busy or anything like that, please ignore me!) I just had the idea of “what if MC already had a pact with Diavolo when they first arrived at the devildom cause they’d met him when they were a kid and he became fond of them since they had no one to look out for them” and was wondering if you could do the brothers’ reaction to that? I love love love your writing btw!!

AaAAAAhhhH this is so cute!! And I’m glad you like my writing love. So very sorry this is late though

GN MC who had a pact with Diavolo before coming to Hell ft. the sins

You were a young child who had nowhere to go. Your parents, who you never met, have abandoned you at a young age, and you had only yourself to fend for. The people of the village pitied you, and the other children steered clear from you - afraid they may live like you. You learned to trust nobody or get too close and comfortable with anyone - you feared they’ll leave you like your family did. A young child you were, yet you had the mind of a wise person - you grew up too fast.

You lived near a forest you always went to, the smell of the leaves and the wind calmed you. You were still trekking through the forest and it felt like hours. You were trying to find a little shed or something to stay in - you hoped your fantasy books were saying the truth about random houses in forests.

To your luck, you found a shed of some sorts. It wasn’t run down, just a bit old. There was some ivies on the door and parts of the walls, and the windows were blackened. With some hesitation, you opened the door and quickly ran to the side, in case something was in there. When nothing came out the door, you peeked your head to the side. You were ever so grateful the sun was shining, illuminating the inside of the shed.

The shed had what looked like a sofa [ which you were definitely not touching ] and some sort of kitchen. You took a step inside and saw that in the far corner there was a bed. However what caught your eye was a shelf full of a few books that was next to the bed. All of your wariness faded away and you ran to the shelf. You always loved books : each different book took you to a different world to live in.

Pulling a book from the shelf, you blew off the dust and inspected the cover. It was black with gold accents adorning the spine, and a strange gold marking in the middle of the cover. You looked for the title, but there were none, not even a blurb. Opening the book to the first page, there was a warning, telling you not to venture further into the book, however, you payed no heed. You were bored, and curious. You turned the page slowly, and saw a whole passage. You didn’t recognise the language, only a few words – you reckoned it was latin.

Now, you loved reading, but there were no pictures. Or any interesting patterns : you were still a child, you like drawings. Skipping pages, you were trying to find something that intrigued you. A page suddenly fell out : a page too old and tattered to be part of this book. There was a massive black pattern in the middle of the page– it looked as though there was blood on the paper. In a large font was a passage under the pattern. There was warning written above the passage. It seemed as though the one wrote the warning was desperate when writing this, though you had overlooked the warning yet again.

The passage seemed to be written in red ink – or was it black? The colour seemed to change, yet you were not phased. You read the passage under your breath. As soon as you uttered the last word, the temperature in the shed suddenly dropped. The door was opening and closing, as if there was a gush of wind. The windows rattled, and the trees outside swayed violently. You did not understand what was happening, but you were terrified. You cursed yourself and wished that you had listened to the warning. The black pattern on the page seemed to move from the page to the centre of the room : rapidly growing in size. Crawling with your heart in your stomach, you huddled in the corner of the room. Legs to your chest, you looked at the centre of the pattern with a pounding heart – something, or someone, was taking shape and manifesting in the room.

You felt a burning sensation all over your body. Teary eyed, you held your legs tightly, gritting your teeth, so you do not scream and alert the manifestation. The pain was unbearable - your head felt like it was splitting, your body was trembling and your hands had little bloody crescent shapes from digging your fingers in your skin. Oh if you hadn’t touched that book, you wouldn’t have been going through such pain.

The creature took the shape of a man, and slowly but surely, you could make out his features. Dark skin adorned with gold jewellery, but the feature that made you sick to your stomach the most : horns. Two great horns resting on the mans head – gold covering the tips. Horns were associated with demons, you knew that, and you tried to keep your breath, lest he heard you. The man looked around the room, looking quite puzzled. Not a second later, his eyes widened, and he looked in your direction.

The two of locked eyes. You opened your mouth to scream, but not a sound came out. The man, however, was wondering how a human, a child at that, succeeded in summoning him. He saw the terror in your eyes, and to your surprise, his horns and the two pairs of wings he had disappeared : he was now wearing a dressing gown, seemingly looking a lot more human than before. He sat down in the middle of the room, not breaking eye contact.

‘I wont hurt you,’ he said softly, giving you a soft smile. One would say that it was hard to believe this … creature, but you could not help but feel safe in his presence. It was almost terrifying. You sat where you were since he never asked for you to sit next to him. ‘You know, nobody managed to summon me here, they all died in the process. I didn’t expect someone to succeed, let alone a child your age,’ he spoke. You stayed silent : it was obvious you didn’t trust him yet.

‘Is there anyone here to look after you?’ He asked. You looked down, hoping he would just leave. It seemed that he understood somehow that you were alone. ‘Well, I suppose I should at least introduce myself. I am Diavolo, the Prince of Hell,’ he said, lips curling into a smile. You froze. Hell? That’s impossible. Your little hands trembled. A little whimper escaped your lips, and the man felt your terror. His eyes softened and he opened his mouth to speak, but you cut him off.

‘Don’t kill me please,’ you pleaded softly. Tears ran down your face, and the demons heart broke. ‘I wont, and I can’t,’ he said. You looked at him in confusion, and he chuckled softly. ‘I suppose I should explain. While i was being summoned, did you feel an immense pain?’ You nodded, unable to speak. ‘Well, it seems you are the first human that ever succeeded in making a pact,’ he said. A pact? You didn’t know what that was, and he seemed to know that too. ‘A pact is a contract between a demon and a human, except the demon cannot hurt the pact master, there are repercussions for that. The human usually benefits from a pact more than the demon, really.’

You thought long and hard of what he said, and he did say that he cant kill you. You looked at him, no longer feeling afraid, and walked to him, taking very cautious steps. Sitting down in front of him, you asked him ‘ Can a pact master ask the demon to do anything?’ Diavolo looked at you with a soft smile ‘Yes, they can ask anything.’ You fell silent, hesitation evident in your eyes. You then asked, no louder than a whisper, ‘Then, can you take care of me?’ Diavolo’s eyes widened a fraction, but without any hesitation, he agreed to take care of you (with the knowledge of a time lord of course)

•••

Many years have passed by being taken under the care of a demon prince, you were ever so grateful of him and happy that you asked him that question.

It was when you came back from your work place that you felt so exhausted. You did remember Diavolo telling you to make sure you get plenty of rest and that you don’t overdo yourself. Deciding that sleep was the best option (since you thought that working overnight was a good idea), you made your way to your bed and plopped onto it. You ended up falling asleep pretty quickly dreaming of all things food, blissfully unaware to the absolute quackery that was going on down below.

You woke up soon later on cold, hard ground.

Looking around in shock and confusion, you felt an overwhelming presence, and so you looked behind, showing nine demons, each with their powers overflowing and making you feel dizzy. A deep voice spoke to you and said, ‘ Welcome to the Devildom, human’. To say that you were shocked was an understatement, and the fact that you couldn’t see their faces made all the more terrifying. In fear of making a mistake, and fearing for your life, you didn’t utter a word.

‘Aaww look at how small and adorable they are’, a sultry voice piped up. ‘Do I really have to be here? Why is it even necessary?’ a whiny voice added. You were getting a little unsettled so you slowly got up from your spot on the floor, and slowly approached the demons, enough to see their faces, your heartbeat in your ears, but to no avail, so you stayed where you were.

‘Ayo thats a cool tattoo ya got there - hey Lucifer d’ya think i can get one,’ one of the demons said. From what little you can see, his hair was as white as snow, and his eyes were a beautiful sea of gold and blue. Yet, you subconsciously tried to hide your arms, surprised that he could see your pact mark.

‘No. And I’m pretty sure your job as a model wouldn’t allow it, Mammon,’ the demon who was called Lucifer replied, with a grumble coming from his brother. ‘Anyways. What is your name, human? I do believe you have quite a few questions as well,’ Lucifer asked you.

‘Um… MC. My name is MC,’ you replied. A scoff was heard and the owner of the voice spoke. ‘I don’t even think we’re going to address them anyway, so a name is not needed. You’re just a mere human, in Hell.’

Lowering your head, you realised he said Hell. If this is Hell, you thought, then that means that- a loud laughter cut through your line of thought. ‘Now, now Belphegor, no need to be so hostile to the human. Besides, this human is special, isn’t that right MC?’

Raising your head, you took a further step forward, and you were able to see each and every demon that was present. Lucifer, had a stern look on his face, worn out and looking very much like he was on his tenth black coffee for the day. Mammon, who looked truly like a model, dark skin and blue-gold eyes making him look more like an angel. Leviathan, who wasn’t even paying attention, more interested in his phone and only taking a glance. Satan, who looked very interested in you, as if you were some sort of specimen. Asmodeus, who, clearly, didn’t seem to have any pure thoughts going through his head, if that blush and that smile was anything to go by. Beelzebub, who had a little smile on his face and a lollipop, seeming to acknowledge you. And Belphegor, who looked at you with pure disgust, a glare never leaving his face.

You looked over at the person who lightheartedly scolded Belphegor, and you saw two demons. One with an air of professionalism, Barbatos, and the other, had a huge smile on his face, who you recognised as Diavolo. A smile like his broke out on your face, and Diavolo seemed happy that you were here. He opened his arms, and you ran and hugged him. Safe to say, that all the demons in the room had their jaws on the floor.

‘WHAT??’ Levi exclaimed, looking back and forth between the two of you. Mammon had to look at his brothers to see if they were seeing the same thing as him and Belphie thought he was going to puke.

‘Barbatos?????’ Lucifer stared at said butler, confused. All the butler did was smile and say, ‘Avatars of Sin, this is MC, the only human being who managed to make a pact with Young Master and survived’.

Lucifer

Fainted from the shock

When he woke up again(courtesy of mammon), he had a look of disbelief

‘How??’

Does this mean he’s got to obey you?? A mere human??

My bros pride is crushed.

Drowned his sorrows in wine

Obviously this attitude changed when you ended up in a pact with him

Bros still salty tho, cuz every time he tried to kill you, you’d just start saying ‘Denziens of the darkness, heed my call’

Shuts him right up and walks off 💀

Really impressed that you managed to withstand the pain of the pact when you were a kid tho

Hes got your respect

Mammon

Very impressed.

He’s nodding in acknowledgment

However, cuz we all know he is the one who warms up to mc first, he wont hesitate to run behind you if lucifer is chasing him

Or whenever a deal of his goes wrong- off to MC we go

Once you get your pact with him, he a little bummed that he’s not your first

Wont hold it against you, he’s still really impressed with the pact you have with the prince

He worries about and respects you even more when he finds out you were only a kid when the connection happened

Honestly loves diavolo’s pact mark- its shiny and he likes shiny things

Takes pride in the fact that although dia is your first, mammons pact mark is over your heart, and that really is everything he’d ever ask for

Leviathan

Shocked, confused, flabbergasted

Bro had to do a double take

Thought he didn’t hear Barbatos properly

Overall, he is pretty shocked, but gets over it the quickest

Quite likes looking at the pact marks on your arms, and does trace over the patterns (art inspiration for him)

He once copied your pact markings on a huge a3 paper once with you, and accidentally summoned diavolo himself

The two of you looked at each other then back at diavolo’s and just shrugged

Gaming marathon with diavolo was quite fun

He never will draw your pact marks again tho that appearance took years out his life.

When he got a pact with you, he actually quite liked his own mark, and decided to draw that instead

Still likes to trace those marks on your body, whether they’re his or not. He finds them interesting

He has stars in his eyes when he realised that you were a child who survived the pact connection tho

Satan

Shocked, confused, flabbergasted ch. 2

This bitch is quite judgmental about it for some odd reason

He did clock that there was something wrong with them ‘tattoos’ of yours

Didnt expect it to be a pact though

My bro looking you up and down, giving you a stink eye

He honestly thought you’d be someone like lucifer (bro meant that as an insult)

Does find the pact marks to be quite interesting though

Remember how good old Stanley satan kept threatening you? Roll your sleeves, display your marks = dominance asserted

Once he’s got a pact with you, you are now going to have all the marks rated one to ten. (Obviously ranks his first like any self respecting demon, but hates the fact that mammon’s is over your heart)

Whenever once of his schemes against lucifer backfires, he also runs to you for shelter.

Loves the look on lucifer face when he sees you, but got his smile wiped off his face when lucifer just walked up to him and caught him by the scruff of his neck like a cat

You can hear this guy taking off (with you in his clutches)

Good luck getting out of the father-son squabble mc

You’re going to need it

Asmodeus

When bro laid his eyes on you, he found you hot with them ‘tattoos’

When they turned out to be pact marks, found you even hotter

He’s always trying to get you to show off your arms- what do you mean its under -30 degrees mc?

Honestly he’s the only one who doesn’t seem that shocked (he is, he’s just good at hiding it)

Always has these lotions and creams to make sure you pact marks look fantastic

Also whenever a lesser demon is bothering you, he just walks up to you, rolls up your sleeves, puts some non sticky lotion on and goes like ‘ you forgot to put some cream on your arms mc, we wouldn’t want Diavolo’s pact mark to not look good now don’t we~’

Makes the lesser demon run off with his tail between his legs, and that is also how a lot of demons don’t try you (they think you’re a short tempered person smh)

When he has his pact with you, its as if Diavolo’s pact mark ain’t even there 💀

Bro attention is on you and his pact mark and makes sure you take care of it properly.

He’s quite alright with the pact marks tho, but also hates that mammons is over your heart

What do mean you cant move the pacts around MC??

Beelzebub

Impressed ch. 2

He doesn’t really mind or care, he’s just hungry

But does wonder if it did hurt, he does know that the pact from any royal would hurt depending on how much magic you know

The one time he almost killed you, he was soo guilty to the point where he just followed you around apologising profusely.

Doesn’t look at custard the same way (was it custard that he was upset about i cant remember pls correct me if im worng)

Wondered why you didn’t use your pact with diavolo

Turns out you just forgot in the heat of the moment.

Once you get his pact, he quite surprised at how big it is on your lower back. Honestly thought that Diavolo’s would be the biggest

Oh well, he quite likes it (his mark not dia’s) and likes to touch it sometimes

Still quite impressed when you manage to make diavolo pop out from thin air

Thinks that you can get diavolo to drag barbatos with him so that he can get some food.

What do you mean it don’t work like that mc?

Belphegor

Disgusted

Ew

First you’re a human and now you’ve got a pact with the himbo.

Any respect he had for you went down the drain.

Say he managed to kill you like in the game, and you don’t use your pact, so you ascend, he’s basically shook that you didn’t use your pact, but diavolo does come pretty quickly since, y’know, he felt his connection breaking

If not, then he’ll be salty, he will keep inconveniencing you, maybe try to kill you idk

How did you put him in his place, you say?

You gave no warning and summoned diavolo, who (thank the lord) was confused. ‘Oh hi mc, Belphegor, whats up?’

Shuts belphie right up, but he only behaves when he’s there

Once diavolo fucks off, he goes back to being a little hoe, so you just summon beel right in the middle of his insults.

Cue sad beel noises ‘why cant you get along with mc, belphie?’

Soo, he fixes up his behaviour (only for beel he says)

But he does end up warming up to you eventually (also because he like to tell you to order diavolo around for his entertainment smh)

Also uses you as a scapegoat whenever an anti lucifer scheme backfires

Seems like everyone be using you as a scapegoat, huh?

Bonus:

Solomon

So many questions

How? When? What kinda attitude towards him did you have?

Bros getting all the information he can get to see if he can make a pact with lucifer (and now maybe diavolo)

Someone stop him before he gets caught by barbatos

Pretty damn bummed when he realises you were a child when the pact was made

Asks barbatos whether he can turn him into a child

Gets a dirty look in return

Seriously tho wth did solomon do to barbatos

Simeon

Verrrry impressed

Also concerned

Are you sure it doesn’t hurt anymore mc?

Knows how much it does hurt for the pact master when the connection is given, especially if they have no magical experience

Will massage your arms and body to give you some relief of tension

He so sweet wth 😫

May or may not give you ideas to mess with diavolo

There’s definitely something going on between them (bro wont hesitate to piss diavolo off)

Luke

First off, he a kid

What does a kid do when they see someone remotely intimidating or scary

Get scared

He was honestly quite afraid when he found out you had a pact with diavolo

Thought you were going to unleash your scary power on him (pls i love him so much 😭)

When he realised you’re not as shady as solomon, he warmed up to you real quick

Always baking with you and cute shit like that

He’s still a little wary about the pact though, so he does try and placate you if you get mad

Poor thing thinks you’re going to summon diavolo and make the prince do something to him

Please reassure the kid

Finds it concerning that you had to go through so much pain AND that you were a kid when the pact was forged

Like simeon, he also gives you massages, or bakes you cookies for you

(He so adorable 😭🖐️)

Barbatos

Already knew

He knew the second Diavolo disappeared

Bros like ‘something just happened’

Still, you’ve got his respect. A human successfully forged a pact with his master, and a child no less. Very cool

Will not hesitate to put you in your place tho

Unlike the brothers and the angels, he’s not afraid of diavolo, and possibly is more powerful than the guy

Has the power of time in his hands, so he knows you don’t hv the guts to summon diavolo.

Does warm up to you ( after making sure there is not one possibility where you will take advantage of the Young Master)

You do have to watch your step though.

He wont hesitate to cast you out to the human world if need be

Diavolo

When the connection was being made, he was so baffled.

How on earth was his first question

Then he saw you and was very concerned

How did this kid summon him? And how are they still alive- oh shit they’re scared

Once he calmed you down and explained everything, he became batman decided to become your father

Of course barbie had to help with all of that (no offence but the guy would end up killing you accidentally with how incompetent he is in raising kids)

He did go back and decide to rio the summoning circle apart, he don’t want another person to come and successfully forge a pact with him.

He does try to suppress a lot of his magic even more than he did when you were younger so he doesn’t overwhelm you and your body.

In short he regulated his power not to kill you

Most stressful years of his life honestly

He had to regulate his emotions and make sure that you learn basic magic too on too of being a Prince and doing princely things

Was happy when you became an adult

Bro sat down and just let his power go to what it was before you.

Still, he does respect you and does try to teach you some more magic and potions when he has the time

Also spoils the absolute heck out of you, regardless of your age

To him, you’re still the child he took in years ago

[rocksanddeadflowers]

It's the winter solstice today so I am again thinking about Lyfrassir celebrating Yule on the Aurora to try and keep Yggdrasilian traditions alive. Hanging up spmistletoe (space mistletoe) or spcedar (space cedar) etc to bring in greenery, or cooking a large traditional feast, maybe they request Marius and other willing mechs to preform Yule carols.

I think specifically Marius would have many feelings about Lyfrassir celebrating Yule, not just bc of the violinspector thing but bc the lore I picked up, Marius is Space German, so he presumably had a variation of Yule in his past. (Also the fanon(?) idea of Marius having written The Wassailant album in his universe, like the Kofi Young album, is chef's kiss btw.)

Just.... Lyf emotionally rambling on about the celebrations they grew up with while Marius teaches them to make Thomas Wheel breads bc he may block out much from his past but he somehow remembered this and it means so much to Lyf that he may as well.

I want the others trying to help the holiday spirit. I want Tim to tell Marius that this is just like Christmas and he should definitely kiss Lyf under the mistletoe bc it's tradition and he rants about Santa Clause bc what do you mean you guys didn't have that? I want Brian to bake gingerbread cookies shaped like octokittens. Raphaella flying around hanging up decor and occasionally scooping up Jonny and forcing him to help (he acts way more upset over it than he actually is). I want the Toy Soldier being compared to nutcrackers but it actually ends up playing Mari Lwyd which, while being mainly Welsh it's close enough and its absolutely lovingly terrifying. Ashes insists on a Yule Log that's an entire tree (Lyf explains that's just an exaggeration or myth but also won't kill their fun). Nastya and Aurora shift the day-night lighting cycles to feel as close to a Midgard winter as possible. Ivy is honestly the only one trying to find genuine traditional celebrations (both out of caring for Lyf and bc she needs this to be accurate period) to help Lyf with.

They pick a night to feast and drink, a few trading presents while they get drunk off of wassail or muled wine and singing different winter holidays carols from each cultural background that had them. Lyf is ever grateful for their newfound family. They're fucked up and frankly quite concerning, but it means the world to find that deep down, in their own way, they all truly care.

[niftukkun]

leaving home is never easy. but sooner or later, you must leave behind what you knew.

when monstera and monger were younger, they were separated from their parent. luckily, they wandered into a scavenger tribe kind enough to take them both in, despite their oddities. but one cannot live in a world not made for them without consequences. monstera and monger leave. for better pastures? for the hope of finding their parent? it doesn't really matter, does it? they left because they couldn't stay.

anyway worldbuilding under the cut

this scav tribe is in outer expanse, or an area/region close by but still outside pebbles and moon's walls. its in a wetlands biome, a grand tree draped with vines and architecture. bigger than a toll, but not quite the city metropolis became. the tree blooms with fruit, not enough to feed all the scavengers, but enough to help bolster their ranks. the outer edges of the tree act like any other toll, but unless youre trusted by scavengers (chieftain passage unlocked) you wont be let near the grand tree.

the large space within the tree and under its roots help the scavengers grow their community, outposts just at the edges of its roots guard the growing populous and brighter scavengers focus in on building food stores, learning how to heal, and advancing their meagre technology without much fear. architects build out from the tree, poles and platforms spiraling upwards and out, with a few braver scavengers experimenting with canopy bridges to other trees. still, life in the rain world is brutal, and the unforgiving rains are much more fickle in their timing outside of iterator territories.

scavengers are family, no matter what. even if a scavenger kills another scavenger, it must have been an accident, or perhaps there was a reason. this type of mentality, where it is no man for themself, where you help family survive, even if you despise them, helps scavengers as a species thrive in rain world. however, this comes at a cost: their trust in other species. it doesn't matter if it was an accident, if youre not a scav, one step out of line can and will mean death, for you threaten the family. yet, trusted non-scavengers will often be helped, a squad keeps them safe, and tolls will be free. this way of life extends to monstera and mongers time in the grand tree scavenger community, where they were raised kindly and taught everything the scavengers knew, treated like any other scavenger child,, but the moment either of them were seen as a threat? exile, at best. at worst, well, that deep in scavenger territory, itd be hard to escape.

scavengers are jumpy and paranoid,, but not malicious. it helps that monger was familiar with and to scavengers, even before meeting pearl travelling parent. monstera, on the other hand, is both new and holds a mutation of a terrifying creature. if mo didn't grow up and into moss mutation while with the scavengers, then mo would have had a harder time getting the scavs to trust moss. as it is, all mo can do is act in a way that wont scare scavs,, but what an exhausting life to lead, acting unnaturally just to be trusted by those around you. labelled weird, or even dangerous, for just being alive. anyway the scavs do hold some fondness for both monstera and monger, so the two slugcats leave home with gifts. a mask and two pearls for monger, and the finest spear for monstera. not that thats saying much, its still just a spear

[looks at my outline for finding myself homeward bound] like, none of this shows up in the story btw. theres some scavenger interaction, but the main story happens after m&m left the grand tree community,, ,

[shallowbreaths]

This is Mary Vincent, she is the biggest badass alive! At 15 she was attacked, brutal raped, hit in the head with a hammer, she had her arms hacked off with a hatchet, and was then thrown off a cliff by the side of the freeway to die. Her survival story is the shit! She says she heard a voice telling her to keep moving or else others would die, so without arms she managed to pack mud into the wounds so she wouldn’t bleed to death, and then she proceeded to scale the cliff with no arms!! She was completely naked, she had severe head trauma, no arms, and they say she had lost 50% of the blood in her body. After scaling the cliff (which she says took her most of a day), she then walked 3 miles before seeing a car with two men that slowed down, but after getting a good look at her they sped off. To which this badass woman said, “I looked terrifying, I don’t hold it against them at all.” Needless to say, she survived. Before allowing herself to even pass out though, she demanded a sketch artist and provided such detail that the monster’s friend saw it on the news and immediately knew it was him and turned him in. Then she testified against the man, and he somehow managed to whisper to her, “if it takes me the rest of my life I’m going to finish what I started.” Oh yeah, btw, it was HIM that released that detail!

Her family could only talk about how it effected them, it was as if they didn’t realize that it was effecting her too. So she was homeless for a while and she obviously had trouble making and maintaining any meaningful relationships. Her attacker got charged with a long list of crimes and got the maximum sentence at the time…. 14 years! He was released for good behavior after 8!!!!

He then tried to sue her after his release, (as one does after brutally raping someone and then cutting their arms off), but the court threw it out. He then moved to Florida where he was an “upstanding member of the community, and great neighbor.” His neighbors said things like, “of course we didn’t like what he’d done, but life goes on.” Yuck! I know this is shocking, but the asshole killed again and a witness saw it. The police arrived at his house and he was covered in blood still. He tried telling some BS story. The woman he killed (a mother of 3) wasn’t highly thought of because she was a sex worker, that’s one reason why they are so often killed, it’s easier to get away with. SOOOO, Florida asked Mary if she’d face the monster again in order to testify to the man’s nature. This badass said, “Hell yes” and flew down. I really hope she whispered to him, “I’m here to finish what I started.” He was convicted again and put on death row. Unfortunately, God got him with cancer before Florida got to finish his story.

This isn’t about him though, he was a disgusting creep that doesn’t deserve a name. This is about Mary fucking Vincent, the biggest badass of all time. Because of this story, there are now laws instituting mandatory life sentences for certain violent crimes. This is about a woman who uses her experience to help teenagers who are sexually assaulted, even though she STILL suffers from such terrible nightmares that she has woken up trying to escape with such violence that she has literally broken bones doing it several times. This is about the woman who went on to have two sons who she says gave a clear and definite reason to keep going. This is about a girl who at 15 says she couldn’t draw a straight line but grew up to be an artist with no arms, who fashions her own custom prosthetics in order to do the things she wants to do.

I’ve never met this woman, but she is one of my heroes! She is magnificent. Fuck that loser who wound up rotting in a cell alone, it could have been a car crash or a tree falling that caused that damage, he is a gross and barely necessary tool that lead to forging something truly amazing. What she has done, overcome, and made from the pieces is so fucking incredible that she should inspire us all. She was NOT disposable, but how easily she could have been. All she had to do was close her eyes at the bottom of that cliff and go to sleep. I’ll bet she could have quit on herself a million times over the years since 1978, but Mary Vincent doesn’t quit. She took the unimaginable and turned it into art. She IS art!

In Mary’s own words, “This is the third phase of my life since that awful day. I went from victim, to survivor, to artist.” Hell yeah you did Mary!

[wheredidhiseyebrowsgo]

Hi! I am desperately looking for new sterek fics with them exploring polyamory. Or just stiles or derek having a crush on a third person and openly talking about their feelings. Who knew Healthy communication is such a turnon? . (btw you are doing such a phenomenal job with your blog! Thank you!)

Yeah!

(like being alive for) The First Time by ambitioncutsusdown

(1/1 I 859 I Mature)

“Stiles?”

It’s soft, tentative, almost as if he’s afraid of making noise.

“Are you aware you moaned Isaac’s name?”

who shares the segments of your tangerine by lavenderlotion

(1/1 I 904 I Teen)

“Are you jealous, pup?” Stiles asked, narrowing his eyes as he watched Peter’s reaction.

Time to Think by Inell 

(1/1 I 2,426 I Teen)

When Derek and Isaac surprise Stiles by asking him to date them, he needs some time to think

A Warm Bed Full of Good Things by wangler

(1/1 I 5,190 I Explicit)

Stiles can’t be expected to have a rational response to a bunch of hot people wanting to touch his wiener in the name of family bonding.

Take My Body by paraselenewoman

(6/? I 22,015 I Explicit)

Derek and Jordan are Alphas. Stiles is their newly obtained omega. Everything is pretty terrifying.

If given the chance, though, Stiles probably wouldn't change a thing.

Whatever Works by KouriArashi

(15/15 I 61,929 I Explicit)

The problem with having your soulmate's first words to you tattooed on your arm is knowing your whole life that you're fated to be with a jerk. It's enough to make Stiles want to date other people ... which is how he winds up dating his soulmate's nephew.

Desolate by Vague_Shadows

(27/27 I 130,463 I Explicit)

Derek stops short the moment his eyes fall on the huddled mass in the corner. The beta lying crumpled there is trying desperately to make himself seem as small as possible and cover his most vulnerable areas. It takes Derek almost a full minute to realize who it is and another to realize that he’s wearing tattered, blood-stained remains of the clothes he disappeared in over four months ago. The acrid stench clinging to him tells such a vivid story of the atrocities he must have endured while he’s been missing that Derek thinks he might be sick.

“Stiles?” he asks in disbelief.

we never stopped burning by forpony

(26/? I 228,567 I Explicit)

Peter wants to reclaim the Hale pack's glory, Chris wants to avoid a bloodbath, Stiles just wants to survive high school.

ORthe one where Peter wakes up sane thanks to the remaining Hales taking care of him, Chris is divorced and hasn't gotten along with his family in years and Stiles and Lydia get dragged into werewolf drama by a semi-sentient tree.

[merveloyd]

House of Leaves theory/explanation thingy

(spoilers btw) This has been brewing (sitting in a corner of my mind mostly unchanged) for a while so first things first:

What in the godforsaken is the Labyrinth/House?

It's Yggdrasil as the end poem says, not the actual Norse Mythological world tree but a ...thing that sort of connects many worlds and holds up the whole narrative "Its roots must hold the sky".

It takes many forms to connect the worlds and it seems to need a person to 'interact' with it to move on to the next world, first it links the world of the labyrinth and the Navidsons, who are used to record it, to the world of the actors?, the movie and Zampanò, who is used to make and essay about it, then it links that one to the world of the 'essay' and Johnny, who it uses to write the book, then finally it links that one to our world with House of Leaves, Mark Z. and you.

The first thing to note is that each world is less fictional than the last, the movie seems to be made by actors completely separate from the Navidon family (no mention is made of the director having any pf Navidson's injuries or of anyone in production acting as if it was real), the movie seems to be fictional in Zampanò's essay when Johnny finds it and in Mark Z.'s book Johnny and the essay is fictional though it seems that Zampanò and Johnny where both real at the same time, just like Mark Z. and you are both real.

In all of the Labyrinth's forms it seems to affect a LARGE number of people before it is found by someone someone who obsesses over it and expands upon it in the right direction, as it grows outwards it seems to get pickier, first accepting the first person that recorded it then Zampanò among hundreds of essayists and then no one as of yet, and less showoff-y, changing hallways, confusing edits and cuts that Zampanò thinks are by Navidson, a maze of illogical references, diary entries out of order/not written by Johnny and generally maze-like chapters, in all of them it seems to have a seemingly harmless exterior that was made by people with its true form being more abstract and difficult to comprehend.

Why in the godfuckle is it moody?

It seems to react negatively only when people learn nothing or they degrade while it seems to let go those that change and let the House go as well, Navidson leaves free after he realizes none of it matters except for the family that he neglected, Zampanò never left the House both mentally and, as close as he could come to, physically since o page 320 it says "He might have spent all night drinking ha exhaustion not caught up with me" when Zampanò talks about Tom he slips himself in (more on that later) and Johnny managed to leave because of his Realization at the end, I believe the only deaths are caused by other people: Jed by Holloway, Holloway by himself, Zampanò by himself and Tom by Johny.

Why in the unholyfornication did Tom die?

Because Johnny wrote his death, in one of the fragments of text at the picture on page 552 he considers killing both of the children, when he describes how Daisy dies there is no mention only that Navidson was to slow so he wrote in Tom's death either to save Daisy or just to kill someone, maybe Tom never existed originally only written in as a variation of Navidson to save Daisy.

Who/what in the goshmashed is Johnny/The Minotaur?

Nothing, the minotaur seems to just not exist, in every single one of its appearances it wouldn't make a difference if there was nothing though it seems to be susceptible to interpretations, Zampanò feared it so much and considered such a monster that he tried to erase every mention of it, though erasing nothing only strengthens it so it ended up killing him, it doesn't really matter if it was physically of mentally through paranoia but his fear was so strong that it left a physical mark, while Johnny takes The Minotaur as a growing part of himself that he is at first terrified from but then notices that whenever it manifests it doesn't do anything its only his imagination and his actions that change it.

What in the goshe'suncle happened at the end?

Johnny realizes something due to the dog, throughout the book animals can't access the Labyrinth inside the House in any form because they can't understand it, they can't read House of Leaves but they can sit on the book, the dog at the end makes Johnny realize how to achieve his goal to make the sheafs of paper he found nothing more than a book and to get the hell away from all of this, so he realizes that the whole thing is nothing more than a book so he writes and rewrites like he has always done.

He completely removes himself from the narrative by writing stuff that proves he never could have existed, he combines the House that transcends fiction and The Minotaur that is nonexistence to write about Pelafina a mother that always has cared about him that proves that none of this was ever real, only the delusions of kind mother, whether this means that Johnny stopped existing or the labyrinth inside the book did doesn't matter, he's free, out, if we knew his fate he would be back in the narrative as his fate is unknown to us he has completely escaped in whatever form he found.

Bits and pieces taken/inspired by Tvtropes wmd page

[dujour13]

For when you do have the time :) ♥ - family headcanon, ▼ - childhood headcanon, and ♦ - quirks/hobbies headcanon for Siavesh? I'd like to learn a little more about his early life!

Thank you 💕 I got excited and this got long...

♥ - family headcanon

Ok ready? You got me started. So. He’s kindred-raised, meaning both parents are half-elves. His mom, Nilufar, is proudly Kelish which explains the Kelish names in the family, including the last name of Mirani. He’s the cute-as-heck spoiled youngest of four. His older sisters are Zarin, Fatima and Leila. Zarin is a single mom with a son named Kyrash who is 8 at the time of the start of the 5th crusade and obsessed with the idea that his uncle is a demon-fighting hero who rides a fire-breathing dragon. He is in for some disappointment.

Fati and her husband Talo have a 1-year-old daughter and another on the way as Siavash sets out with the ambassador for Mendev. Leila has no interest in settling down, a bit like her little brother.

His dad, Doran, is a lutenist in the prestigious Almas Municipal Orchestra, and Doran’s dearest dream was that one of his children would inherit his passion for music; alas, Siavash has the passion and talent, but not the patience to learn music theory. There’s a big disappointed-dad complex there.

As for the Mirani—Nilufar’s family tree has often sprouted magi going back a long way to the satrapy of Midea in Kelesh. There are rumors that there may be planetouched blood but no evidence other than a knack for the arcane. Nilufar herself is an arcanist, but more of the academic sort than a practiced caster. She’s a little more indulgent with Siavash than Doran in part thanks to his talent for magic.

BTW they are TOTALLY adopting Woljif. He will be fed and called “son” and teased by sisters to make up for all the lost years. This is one of my fondest headcanons. Fic has been written but that’s for another time.

▼ - childhood headcanon

He’s a bit of a boyscout. His school organized “mountain class” for two weeks in summer and two weeks in winter each year, where they stayed in a lodge and did a lot of fun stuff and learned survival and basic weapons. This was Siavash’s favorite part of school.

One year at winter camp when he was a young teenager, he and two friends got distracted body-surfing in the snow and were caught in a blizzard as night fell. Hiking was slow and dangerous, and pretty soon they realized they couldn’t make it back to the lodge. After some panicked flailing around they found a little stone shepherd’s hut. (Strange, thinking back Siavash is sure he knew that hut and that it was nowhere near where they’d gotten caught in the storm. Must have wandered off track? Desna’s luck? Or was someone looking out for him?)

Boyscouts notwithstanding they were unable to light a fire, so all they could do was bundle up together among the furs on the floor of the hut. They all thought they were GONNA DIE in that dramatic despairing teenage way, terrified to fall asleep because they thought they would never wake up. As boyscouts they also knew that the best way to keep each other warm would be skin contact, but both the friends were boys and he’d already come out long before and neither wanted to be even partially naked with him, so he thought he’d be the first to die and he cried.

And suddenly they awoke and realized that they had fallen asleep after all, and that the blizzard had passed and there was bright sunshine outside. Pretty soon they were plowing down the snowfields laughing like maniacs on the way back to the lodge.

♦ - quirks/hobbies headcanon

His fingertips are calloused and have little permanent dents in them from playing guitar, which is his principal hobby. He also writes his own songs now and then, but they’re quite sappy so I won’t cite any here.

[waitingforwinterwinds]

A Clash of Kings - 48 DAENERYS IV (pages 628-639)

Dany has a bad time at the House of the Undying Ones.

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Long and low, without towers or windows, it coiled like a stone serpent through a grove of black-barked trees whose inky blue leaves made the stuff of the sorcerers drink the Qartheen called shade of evening.

...do you think it's on purpose that the colouring of the trees basically screams anti-weirwood? "is the dress-" no, shush!

"Queen Daenerys must enter alone, or not at all." The warlock Pyat Pree stepped out from under the trees. Has he been there all along? Dany wondered.

well now I'm just imagining him hiding behind the tree trying to eavesdrop on their conversation so he can find a good dramatic entrance point.

Further on she came upon a feast of corpses. (...) In a throne above them sat a dead man with the head of a wolf.

Sounds like the Red Wedding.

I know this room, she thought. She remembered those great wooden beams and the carved animal faces that adorned them. And there outside the window, a lemon tree!

🍋=🥛

... Rheagar? "The man had her brother's hair-" babe your whole family has your brother's hair. (I think technically it's ethnically Valyrian hair?)

Could there be a secret door? A door I cannot see? Another torch went out. Another. The first door on the right, he said, always the first door on the right. The first door on the right... It came to her suddenly is the last door on the left!

Yay! she escaped! good logical thinking under pressure.

The show did not do this place justice, just btw.

"You have taken a wrong turning. Come I will lead you." Pyat Pree held out his hand. Dany hesitated. The was a door to her right, still closed... ... She walked away from him, to the door on the right. "No," Pyat screeched. "No, to me, come to me, to meeeeeee." His face crumbled inward, changing to something pale and wormlike.

Yeaahhhhhh! When in faerieland, trust the rules, trust your gut, trust nothing.

To her right, a set of wide wooden doors had been thrown open. They were fashioned of ebony and weirwood, the black and white grains swirling and twisting in strange interwoven patterns. They were beautiful, yet somehow terrifying.

House of Black and White vision time?

...oh no, the head honchos... being very not like the show?

Fake Undying king: Hail chief, we've been expecting you Fake Undying woman: we got all the loot for you, SSS grade gear, sweet kit~ Drogo: Seems sus, let me bite stuff first Secret door: ooohhhh, not a nat 20 on perception, my hide-and-seek win streak, noooo!

... I feel like I should probably be ashamed that my first alarm bell was "The breast she had left bare in the Qartheen fashion was as perfect as a breast could be." But I didn't pop alarm flags until "and magic weapons to arm you with."

I'm pretty sure I would have crumbled for the loot, I know this of myself.

A long stone table filled this room. Above it floated a human heart, swollen and blue with corruption, yet still alive.

Metaphorical reference to The Night King?

... no.

... morrows not yet made...

So there's a few things in these 'prophetic words' that I was thinking 'oh is that *previous event in the story*' but this line in particular makes me think these things she's being warned about are things that haven't yet occurred.

... mother of dragons, daughter of death... ...mother or dragons, slayer of lies... ...mother of dragons, bride of fire...

Ohhhh, that's interesting. The way these visions are grouped with these titles... Viserys, then whom I'm assuming is Aegon/Young Griff, and Rheagar being labelled Daughter of Death, literally linking the Targaryen house with death, two of them receiving death and one in the act of burning a city. Blue eyed king with red sword, I'm thinking Stannis, then a fake dragon, and a beast of shadow fire being placed under Slayer of Lies, we all know Stannis isn't really Azor Ahai, the fake dragon seems obvious, the beast of shadow fire is curious though, I'm thinking that's the one people think is the dragon escaping from Winterfell during the sack? Hmmm, I'm... not going to go with that as an answer just yet, given the theme of 'false' in this trio. Her silver by the river of stars... Drogo, that's a Drogo metaphor for sure. Middle one is curious, I'm not sure if I want to interpret this one as the Night King or an Other, or as someone who- ... I forgot about Euron for a minute there. He would make more sense in the context, I mean I think I recall there's a thing with him and Dany in the books that didn't make it to the show? And he's... yeah, creepy sonovabich. Third one, blue rose and ice wall? Jon, I'mma go with that's Jon, who's mother is associated with blue roses, and who himself 'bloomed' on the Wall. I mean it does kind of bias me that they had a thing in the show whether I shipped it or not, and this is the Bride section, mind you, the Bride of Fire title as a whole gives me the impression that her connection to fire supersedes her connection to the men.

But the 'Mother of Dragons' having both repetition and priority over the other titles, that's her unchanging title, that's her hat, her priority character trait.

You know... the description of the Undying molesting Dany has echoes of the first vision she saw, of the woman being used and violated and devoured. Not saying it is, just saying echoes.

*hefts steel chair to smack D&D around the head*

Look, I understand why they changed this scene for the show, giving Dany a girlboss moment when she turns the tables and burns Pyat alive, but I feel like it literally wasn't needed in the face of her cunning and logic in this chapter.

Except mental fortitude and wisdom isn't badass enough for some folks, and only deliberate violence is winning. bleh.

There is nothing wrong with Dany needing to be saved by Drogon here, she is still young and finding her footing and facing powers and methods of deception she's never faced before.

When Dany looked behind her, she saw thin tendrils of smoke forcing their way through cracks in the ancient stone walls of the Palace of Dust, and rising from between the black tiles of the roof.

You know what, it would actually be funny if this was the slain lie with the smoking tower and the shadow fire breathing beast. Even though it's not an actual tower and there's no beast. Metaphors~

[salami-dono]

I had a dream that Eddie Dear's head was inside a bag in the family's old Christmas storage box. Of course he's been with us all this time!! Dream logic.

I took the bag out of the box, but I dared not look at his face. I was afraid that if I touched him, his face would surely disintegrate. I didn't want to see how he might look after having been improperly stored for so many years either. Terrifying.

He was alive, btw.

I left the bag on my younger sibling's bed. haha The layout of the bedroom was how it was the same year I learned Santa Claus wasn't real. lol Isn't that a funny way of describing it? Well, Christmas was ruined that year! 👺

(I'm sure I've told you about the time I set traps around the Christmas tree to catch Santa.)

[daniels-rwby-blog]

rwby v9 c9 review

Episode 9 a tale involving a treeAlright who's ready for this!

(Not me)

Intro as good as ever, so much meaning we missed in ep1

A door opened you say?

An exerpt from the Fairy TALES WITH SUMMER!WHAT!!!!

BABY YANG AND RUBY!!!!YOOOOO!Anyhow now to team JWBYYou did a lot wrong jauneWhat the hell?A crystal paper pleaser?Eh oh jaune is puzzled

Water works guys, it's adorable

BLAKES EAR!!

oh her animation is sooo good this volume

That emotion oh yes, amazing.

And jaunes realizing his mistakes

And as usual Wiess is rightAnd that far shit was nice.

GROUP HUG!!!(I see you white knight)

And the key is unlocked

Teleportation is voice activated

That sun that color, ITS GORGEOUS

The sun omg , yang's hair it's YELLOW

my god it's volume 1 again.

Accept, yeah that's the message of this volume isn't it?

And to the rubes we go.

Surprise it's the blacksmith.

Some intriguing dialogue.

And Lindsay did so well her, that subtle "am i?"

And the hammering continues outside.

And Curious Neo!

The sarcasm the sass, it's beautiful

Best girl is still her in spirit i suppose?

That pose tho it's hilarious

And sassy wiess yay!

Her hair is amazing btw Neos model is great

Alyxs is not the bad guy bingo card!

The hands the face, it's terrifying and amazing.

This fight is gonna be awesome

So the blacksmith is the tree (someone called it)

The combos, yang's anger so focused on helping Ruby.And ruby's confession, the tears, the eyes.And weapons to choose ruby's fate, fitting.

And they have more white rose moments

And the cat can fight my God.

And the snap cuts into her speech, nice.

"Mom" that's emotional.

The credits song is awesome Casey still killing it.

And that summer art, wow!

So we've finally seen summer in "full" i was kind of right, really wanted ruby out of the tree by now but this is fine I guess.

So summers axe is drawing her daughter, i think we can say ruby will become summer, or at least very much like her, enough for tai and wrote to double take (and raven i guess). Why else would she have a full Maya model? Now this could be temporary, or perhaps we have a dream sequence with summer and ruby talking and summer tells her all about how she heard her at the grave this whole time, but yeah we gonna see that full model one way or another.

And yes the blacksmith is alyx, it just is.

The idea of ruby and summer being the same person i disregard on first viewing i disagree with that far, but it's a possibility I'll admit, a wierd one tho in terms of imprecations. I think it's a metaphor if a full circle not an actual circular family tree.Alright imma break this down, expect theory's later this week, see ya - D

Best Girl Pics for happiness to forget we ain't out the woods yet

[fluffykitteninabox]

newest member of our family

I can't wait to meet him when I visit my parents for the holidays. Hopefully I'll get to pick a name this time because my parents' naming skills are disastrous!

for now my mom is sending me pics

apparently a car literally passed over him in front of our house!! (That must have been terrifying)

Our dog saw the whole thing and started wailing (my sweetheart worrying even for strangers) and my parents took him in.

Apparently they've had him for a couple of days now. My mom always does this btw. Something will happen and she'll only tell me days later!!

(i think his jaw might be injured because it looks a bit crooked)

dog for scale:

even though he was worried he won't let him in his house yet like he does the other cats. He's got to earn his trust first I guess. But I'm sure he'll get used to him soon.

also update on our other cat as well:

he started sitting on the cherry tree a lot more after Tiger passed away. I think he misses him. That tree was his favourite spot. 😔

[biggslegacy]

what are your favorite stories to tell?

I mean, I love realism in my gameplay. Mods would for sure help with that, but I prefer to play without them. So I try to add "hidden" storylines in the game. Parents struggling with pregnancies, cheating scandals leading to murder, drug use, horrible parenting, tragic accidents.

Example: I had a sim turn into a vampire, and she bit two of her children. When she got the antidote, she only gave it to herself and not the kids she infected. Suddenly one of them died when she got locked out of the house accidentally and burned in the sun, and suddenly there's drama right in front of me, I just need to help it along. So the other sibling (they were twins btw) moved out and stopped talking to her mom, and lived secluded in a home, never leaving it because she was terrified of suffering the same fate as her sister, so she got depressed.

Now, the game obviously won't tell you anyone's depressed, and she'd talk to her mother if I didn't stop it from happening, but it adds some humanity to the game, which I love. The Sims isn't a game for adults only, so I understand why it has to be PG a lot of the time, but that's also why I love adding little details to it, even if it's just written in a blog post or in the bio in the family tree.

[rocksanddeadflowers]

Asking about fae Jon and his court :) and also martin and dragons and

YAY THANK YOU!!!!

So basically the entities sorta exist in this universe but more in a force-of-nature-in-a-fantasy-world way that everybody knows about. Like "Did you hear about what happened to the linen trader? I heard his home got touched by the Crawling Ones. He's fine, but his home is a wreck." Or "You know she's supposedly been associated with the Story Weavers. I wouldn't trust her." Sorta thing.

For Fae their Courts are often aligned with a specific entity. Jon was a high ranking Fae in a Court under the All-Seeing. He would've been fine with the life that he had already, except that Elias was technically the leader of this Court and he just. Really pisses Jon off. There was a breaking point when Elias did something really nasty that lead to Jon rebelling and saying screw it and causing absolute mayhem before hauling ass. While he willingly ran away from the court as he had planned, if he stayed after pulling the stunt he probably would've been executed or tortured or something so there weren't many other options.

Leaving the Court stripped him of much power (not all- nothing could ever truly strip away the touch of the entities) which lead the Court to presume him dead. He's fine though, actually way happier than before. The more minimalistic power took much weight off his shoulders, and in running away he found an old cottage in the middle of the woods.

There's a strange sentience to the cottage- it only reveals itself to those who need it, and it powerfully guards those who live there. Jon sensed this immediately, and was hesitant, but the cottage welcomed him kindly. He stays there for many years, the cottage somehow supplying anything he may need. Clothes, food, books, art supplies. Though he still wonders the woods foraging and whatnot. For fun.

(Also love thinking about his forest creature fae energy. His hair is long and unruly and has leafy vines growing out with it (sometimes things bloom from the vines due to strong emotions). He's almost always barefoot and his vibes are literally so weird but alluring. He's so pretty and weird and silly and I love him <3.)

At some point after many years, he meets Martin!! Yay!! (I actually have that scene written out somewhere). Martin, Tim, and Sasha are all dragon riders in a world where dragons are so often hunted down and slaughtered. They're leading a nomadic rebellion for lost people and dragons alike. Martin was caught during a raid of dragon hunters and left to die in the woods bound to a tree. Jon finds him and takes him in. After a while of Martin healing and the two bonding (Martin is terrified of Jon at first btw and Jon is absolutely fascinated with the pretty human he found in the woods) stuff happens and Jon finally leaves the cottage and follows Martin's group of nomads (per the cottage's instance).

As I said, the dragon riders take in dragons and lost souls, typically people black listed from society. People like a an ex baker who was Fog-Touched, a shapeshifter and a werewolf who both hate clowns, and a Courtless Fae. Jon gets found family trope'd.

(Also for the dragon characters- i don't have all the notes rn but Martin's dragon is named Fog-Walker (the dragon is also Fog-Touched so those two are stupidly bonded and cute). Fog-Walker is huge, has two sets of wings, and is very helpful in travels bc she can summons fog and clouds! Tim's is a tiny and speedy racing dragon named C.C. (short for Clown Crusher.))