#these were actually so fun to make I fear I may have discovered a new rabbit hole

[agentark]

when the vibes have to be just right for your fernweh replay, so you spend hours on making collages instead of ...... actually reading

x / x

[milykins]

TMNT Headcanon - Losing Their Virginity

*Turtles are at least 18, Bayverse turtles

*18+ Readers only, contains sexual content and language you may find offensive.

*Third person female POV

Mikey's Story

Raph's Story

Leo's Story

It's finally time for Donnie's story! I'm so relieved I actually finished a series and I didn't lose my creative flame. Thanks everyone for the likes and reblogs!

Being the last of his brothers to be a virgin was embarrassing. Donnie knows his brothers would never outright tease him about it but it stung nonetheless. Even straight-laced Leo got a girlfriend before him! This wouldn’t do, not at all and Donnie was going to do something about it. Now he doesn’t do anything right away but he does make this elaborate plan to meet someone. It doesn’t work, unfortunately. The poor girl runs away screaming at the sight of him.

In the aftermath of his failure he does what he does best. He retreats into himself and stays in his lab for weeks on end. Even Raph is a little worried about their brother in purple but they all leave him to work things out on his own. He always does.

Fortunately he’s got distractions to keep him from falling completely into the abyss and is very well-known in the online gaming community. He’s got friends on there too, including someone he’s gotten pretty close to. She uses an androgynous name and a voice changer so the guys on there don’t know she’s female. The combat sessions were just easier that way. Even Donnie wasn't aware of her secret until one day when she forgets to use the voice changer and everyone in the party realizes she's been a girl all along. Almost immediately the derogatory comments start up. Don, however, is quick to shut them down and snaps at the other guys for objectifying her like that. He sounded so sweet in his defense of her and as a result, she stops using the voice changer from that moment on. She does apologize to him for hiding her gender in a private voice chat with just the two of them and he completely understands. He promises her that he won't let anyone bother her if he can help it.

Donnie is pleased to have made a new female friend. They get to chatting more and more and even do a few voice calls. He is ever so careful not to let slip that he’s a 6’8” mutant turtle. Still, his walls come down somewhat the closer they get. They even exchange numbers and do a few voice calls. She texts him daily with little memes and fun facts. Donnie reciprocates by texting her his random thought of the day. He also texts her riddles and is highly aware that she wants to figure them out for herself, no hints.

One day he gets a text that kicks up his fight or flight instinct. A simple ‘Can we meet?’ At this point, they had been friends for a good few months and Donnie never dreamed it would go beyond that. His logical brain thought it would be better to keep her at arms length. That way, nobody would get hurt. Still, his fingers itched to type back ‘yes, when and where?’ he really wanted to meet her but the fear of what she’d think of him when she discovered what he truly was kept him from typing that out. Instead he types: ‘it’s probably not a good idea… we should keep things as they are.’ He still couldn’t bring himself to press ‘send’.

Several minutes later he was still trying to find an answer. She seemed to sense her question was ill-timed and apologizes, saying she realizes they aren’t ready for that yet. Immediately his fingers fly to the keyboard typing rapidly. He does want to meet her, he just hesitated because he was nervous and there’s something she needs to know first. He sits there then, his heart pounding as anxiety takes over. This was it, she was going to find out he was a monster, a freak and he was going to lose her. Finally he makes his decision. He calls her, trying to keep his voice from shaking and stutters out where to meet him.

Donnie shows up with a purple hoodie on covering his head and leaves most of his tech in his lab. He keeps his phone on him and a hidden bo staff just in case. He stays hidden in the shadows until he sees her. His breath catches in his throat, she was beautiful. Red hair… he had such a weakness for redheads. There’s a light dusting of freckles on her nose, and her expression showed she was nervous and unsure. She’s looking around everywhere for him, afraid he wasn’t going to show up.

Donnie steels himself; it was now or never. Very gingerly, he emerges, keeping his head down. He tells her it’s him, his voice shaking slightly. She’s immediately struck by how tall he is, she loved tall men, it was her weakness. She was confused by his body posture and why it looked like he was wearing a backpack. Donnie quietly asks her not to scream because he’s not exactly human and doesn’t want to scare her. He takes his hood off and braces himself for the inevitable. But it doesn’t come. She gasps at his appearance with obvious wonder and not disgust as he thought she would. He watches her carefully as she steps closer to get a better look. She tells him now she knows how Belle felt meeting the Beast the first time except she's not afraid of him. At that, Donnie has to smile because he knows Beauty and the Beast is her favourite Disney movie and that she held the steadfast belief that the Beast never should have changed into a human. He relaxes more then and asks her if she’d like to hang out for a while. She agrees and is full of questions for the duration of the night. Donnie is happy to answer each and every one of them if it means he gets to spend more time with her. She gives him a kiss on the cheek when they finally part ways and he’s so elated he feels like he could sing.

Donnie has a girlfriend. He has an actual girlfriend. At first his brothers tease him saying at least he didn’t have to build one. Truthfully though, they’re very happy for him and relieved because they can see an obvious change in him. He’s happier and he’s not staying holed up in his lab like he used to. It’s not long before he invites her down to the lair to meet his family and show her around. He’s so proud to show off all the things he’s been working on and even more proud to show her his bigger projects like the TTT or Turtle Tactical Truck. She is definitely awed by his accomplishments and thinks it’s very sweet that this awkward, nerdy, sweetheart of a turtle was trying so hard to impress her. If it wasn't obvious, Donnie has already fallen head over heels for this girl but he hasn’t told her yet nor have they made love. He wants it to be perfect.

In his effort to do this, it takes him a long time to plan it. Luckily, his new girlfriend is very patient and they do get closer in other ways. He gives her the full rundown on his ‘equipment’, telling her exactly how it differs from a human male’s, but assuring her it still functions as such. She can’t help but giggle at how serious he’s being about it all and assures him that she still wants to try either way. Donnie hurriedly tells her that there’s no rush and that they can take their time with such things. He’s secretly afraid it might be too painful for her and wants to be fully prepared so they are able to make it work between them.

Donnie is the only one of his brothers to do actual research on how to properly please a woman. After all, research is what he does best and he’s nervous but excited to put it into practice. Needless to say, she’s very pleased with the results and though they don’t have actual sex in the coming weeks, they get awfully close.

It happens on the very special date he has planned for her. Now, Donnie, being well, himself, has its definite advantages. One of which being his ability to break in and hack his way into pretty much anywhere. On the day of the date, he tells her to dress up and meet him at the planetarium. Upon meeting her there, he whisks her away to a secret entrance where they can view the planetarium from above and enjoy a private meal. Mikey had been more than willing to pack some food and snacks for them. 'Tonight my Donnie boy, you become a man.' ... 'Thanks, Mikey..."

After the meal is finished, he takes her into the theatre with the large domed projection screen. He tells her to close her eyes and count to three. When she opens them, he’ll have turned on the projector and she sees millions of stars, planets, and galaxies above them. It’s the most romantic thing she’s ever experienced. Her eyes are a bit misty when he shyly asks if she likes it.

Her response is standing on her tiptoes, wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing him like her life depends on it. Donnie reacts immediately, his long, lean arms catching her and holding her close as he angles his mouth to kiss her more deeply. Minutes later, they’re breathing deeply and staring into each other’s eyes. That’s when he knows it’s time, he loves her and he’s going to tell her. He whispers it, afraid that if he says it any louder she might not feel the same way. She whispers it back, honestly, that she loves him and tells him just how special and unique he is, and how she’s feels so lucky to have met him. He can’t help but reiterate that he’s the lucky one before covering her mouth with his. Several passionate moments later he pulls back with a question in his eyes. She absolutely picks up on it, and breathlessly asks him to come back to her apartment with her. Donnie has never moved so fast in his life. He shuts everything down, grabs their things and exits the building with her in less than five minutes.

Upon arrival to the apartment things escalate quickly. Gear and belongings are dropped haphazardly and there’s a desperation to undress her as quickly as possible before he practically carries her to her bedroom. Pretty soon he’s also bare and has her laid out beneath him trembling with need. His touch is skillful and precise. He is methodical about this, he wants to do as much foreplay and prep-work to make this as painless and pleasurable as he possibly can. He works at gently stretching her opening while making her feel good at the same time. When the time comes for her to take him inside he goes inch by inch, always stopping and checking if she’s still all right. He’s the only one of his brothers to use a condom, ‘just in case’ and ‘safety first’. It had taken some looking though to find ones large enough to accommodate him.

 She only feels a slight amount of pain, grateful to him for taking the time to ready her and falls in love with him just a little more from his thoughtfulness and care. Once she’s ready, he does a few practiced thrusts and oh boy, nothing could have prepared him for how good this would feel. He can’t help but stutter it out to her, how amazing she is and how much he loves her. She whispers it back and tells him likewise how good it feels to have him inside of her.

He’s spurred on by her words of encouragement he moves faster and has to concentrate on not being the first to finish. With a careful hand he snakes his fingers between their bodies and rubs her sensitive nub in well-practiced circles with his thumb, he whispers how beautiful she is and how much he wants to hear her come. He gently urges her, ‘come for me, come for me, beautiful… let me hear you.’

Almost immediately, her body locks up and the grip on his shoulders tightens while she digs her fingernails into his tough skin. Her cries are absolute music to his ears and he decides he needs to hear her make these types of sounds as often as he can. He grunts softly as his own release comes moments after hers, he groans deeply while his body shudders from the blinding amount of pleasure he feels.

The aftermath is composed of soft kisses, whispered murmurings of love and a gentle cleanup, her before himself of course. Donnie’s conclusion is that this has to be the happiest moment of his life… so far. The best is yet to come.

Mikey does congratulate him when he returns home.

The End

[stuffing-seattle]

Lily and Grey: An Intoxicating Encounter

*Authors Note: Slight emeto warning. Hey all, it’s been a long time since I posted, because I have been working on this long piece. I had a great time writing it as always, but I added a note to this one, unlike my others so allow me to explain: For those of us who actually engage with this kink in reality, blow outs from one end or another tend to happen at some point, especially to new Feedees. I want to designate the embarrassment of these happenings and show that they are chances for greater emotional connections with your partner. The one experiencing a blow out is liable to feel extremely vunerable, judged, and just overall icky. And while I am not particularly into emeto or scat, they are an inherent part of this kink if you want to engage with it. So note that this story has a very brief emeto section. I tried to keep it as non-graphic as I could, but if it’s not your thing or a trigger, that’s totally fun. For those of you that stay, enjoy this extra long story!*

It had been many months since Grey had fed Lily the equivalent of three dinners, sending her up to her room where she became a ticking time bomb of burps and cum. Lily remembered waking up the next day, belly still swollen and gurgling, and her whole body and a lot of her room glazed in cum. It took her the whole day to clean, and she was supremely embarassed. So embarrassed, in fact that she had rarely been leaving her room, in fear of having to confront Grey.

Grey was certainly sad about not seeing Lily as often. They lived in the same house, and yet they were worlds away. In the aftermath of that night, he had taken to leaving home cooked dinners outside of Lily’s door each night. A sort of peace offering that he hoped would tempt her out of her room. It did not work. It seemed Lily slipped out for classes each day after him, and only roamed the house in the dead of night.

While Grey was trying to figure out a way to break Lily’s reclusive streak, it seemed he was given a sign from the gods. In the trash, about a month after the incident, Grey discovered a bottle of estrogen, prescribed to Lily. It seemed that Lily had just taken her first steps towards womanhood. That night, Grey researched all the effects of estrogen on the body. Words like “fat deposits”, “increased sex drive”, and “sensitive nipples”, made his cock stir in his pants. During his research, he unzipped his fly and began touching himself to the thought of Lily. A softer Lily. A more submissive Lily. A Lily who would bend over to let him use her holes whenever he wanted. Just as he was about to cum, an idea formed in his head.

From what he had read online, for the best estrogen results, one needed a high calorie diet. This would cause fat to pool in the breasts, hips and thighs. Grey thought he could be of assistance there. Instead of only leaving Lily dinners, he was leaving her full course meals, three times each day. He figured this would at the very least help her start to fill out, and may even have the added side effect of making her so horny that she would come out just to beg him to fuck her.

Lily, in the meantime, was seeing the effects of all the meals, estrogen, and not leaving her room quite quickly. The first month, she had started staying in her room to avoid Grey. But as the days turned into weeks she was finding that she loved the feeling of just rotting in her bed. It was as if she could feel the fat piling onto her and not being burned away. And the hand service from Grey, though it was through a door, hit her gift giving and acts of service love languages hard. There were many nights when she would hurry Greys cooking into her room, and be so hard that she masturbated over the meal. She was so ashamed and turned on not only pretending it was Grey’s cum, but also that she was adding extra calories to the meal, that it was not uncommon that she would cum again when the last bite of the food passed her lips.

By the end of that first month, Grey already had her trained to have a full erection at the mere sound of his footfalls up the stairs. And then she found the strangest thing: It was as if Grey could read her mind, and began tripling her portions. Each day she would stuff her tummy beyond its capacity, determined never to let a bite of Grey’s delicious cooking go to waste. And each day she got a little softer, and a little rounder.

By the three month mark, the estrogen was not affecting her weight distribution, so all of the calorie dense meals that Grey was shoveling into her was being stored in her belly which was the size of a beach ball, even when completely empty. To her disappointment though, her weight only seemed to be sitting in her belly so far. The rest of her was still skinny. Even so, Lily had grown so accustomed to being waited on hand and foot, that she rarely left their house these days. She never wanted to miss one of Grey’s delicious meals. It wasn’t exactly agoraphobia, she wasn’t scared to go outside, the desire to eat was just stronger than the obligation to do anything else.

Grey was not sitting idly by these months though. He was researching anything and everything feedism related. Eventually, he came across something called an “intoxication kink.” He wondered if Lily would be interested in something like that. One night he decided to test it. He skipped Lily’s normal breakfast and lunch rotation. She said nothing, but as the evening came, he could hear Lily’s belly protesting even from downstairs. That night he left her only a bottle of vodka, and three 2 liters of soda, with a little note that said “drink up :).”

Lily in the meantime, had to fight back panic when she saw that her normal huge breakfast wasn’t there as usual. As morning turned to midday, and still no food, Lily’s rotund tummy began to protest and groan. She felt like her belly was getting ready to eat her spine if she didn’t satiate it soon. Just as Lilly was about to give up and leave her room to go get food, Grey’s footfalls began up the stairs. Her cock stood at attention right away, and suddenly it was clear to her: Grey had something planned. She was disappointed to only find drinks at her door, but was so ravenous that she quickly pulled them inside.

Grey sat just outside her door and pressed his ear to it so he could get an idea of what was going on. First he heard the unmistakable *piiiisssshhh* of a soda bottle being opened, followed quickly by the loud sound of deep gulps. After about 30 seconds, Grey heard Lily panting heavily. “Oh- *urp* oh fuck. *burp*. Ah, ah,” She whispered. Grey had to strain to hear, and it seemed she was trying extremely hard to muffle her burps. It took her about five minutes to finally quell the burps completely. It was only then, that Grey heard Lily tentatively open the top to the vodka, followed by another *piiiiissshhhh* of the second soda bottle. This time, Grey could not make anything out as Lily made her way through the vodka, besides the occasional small belch.

On the other side of the door, Lily’s head began to buzz from the alcohol, and her belly sloshed from all the liquid within. When she was about a fourth of the way through the vodka, she felt a strong yearning to see Grey. When half of the bottle was gone, she couldn’t walk straight, but her cock remained pointed directly at the sky with no stimulation. Her belly was tight from the soda, but all the alcohol was dulling the pain. At that point she knew what she wanted: Grey. She was drunk at this point, but not illogical. She looked down at her belly which was quickly swelling to the size of a large beach ball, and blushed hard. She blushed harder as she felt a slick liquid begin to build up on the bottom of her bloated belly, as her cock began to drool precum. She had to stop thinking about her belly, or she’d cum right then.

So she stood up and put on a big t-shirt she had for sleeping. It went down past her knees, and hid her belly perfectly. And since all of her weight had deposited there these past months, she looked the same. As an added bonus, since she was so hard, her cock pressed up against her belly so she didn’t need to tuck or adjust it. With her outfit on, she was ready to finally face Grey. To finally tell him… well she didn’t know what she was going to tell him. Her thoughts were all fuzzy and wobbly. But either way she was done avoiding him, and the alcohol had given her the confidence she needed.

As she waddled to the door, she found that she had to lean back slightly to account for the new weight of her mid section, and that with every step she took, her belly sloshed audibly. Her dick throbbed, and she stifled a moan as she tried not to cum on the spot. She stumbled her way to the door, and fumbled to open it. Grey had heard her stumbling towards the door and stood up quickly, leaning against the wall, acting nonchalant.

Lily wasn’t phased in the slightest. Being as drunk as she was, she saw nothing odd here. “Grey! Jush tha guy I wanned to shee.” She slurred out. Grey took a quick moment to look her up and down ravenously, but was disappointed to see that she had not really changed in these past few months. He was sure that his efforts would have packed at least twenty pounds on her by now. He tried not to let his disappointment show, and greeted her casually. “Hey, Lily, I haven’t seen you in months. How are you?” Lily giggled. “Sooooo good. I was really mishing you, an I thought we could talk.”

“I’d love that Lily.” Replied Grey, putting his hands in his pockets to discreetly hide his growing buldge. It was the first time he had seen her in months, and she was more beautiful than he remembered. Her hair was longer but still well kept. Her face was flushed from the alcohol, and her eyes were a more vibrant chocolate brown than he remembered. To his disdain, everything else was covered by her shirt.

“Come on in then.” Lily invited him jovially, before stepping back into her room. Grey swallowed nervously, then followed her in. They both sat on her bed, and sat in an awkward silence for a moment. Finally, Grey broke it, and asked, “So what did you want to talk about?” Lily smiled shyly, and said, “I jush wanted to say sorry for bein’ sho weird n thank you for all the cooking a presents you’ve been leavin’. Shpeaking of…” Lily leaned over and grabbed the soda and vodka from her bedside table along with a glass and prepared another drink.

When she did, Grey could hear her belly sloshing from where he sat. He hoped his cock wasn’t straining through his jeans, and he swallowed hard to keep his composure. To distract himself, he said, “You don’t have to apologize, Lily. I don’t think you are weird at all.” In between sips of her spiked soda Lily said, “Oh I’m shuper weird. Like a freak. You wouldn’t like me if you knew how weird I was.” Lily’s eyes began prickling with tears, causing Grey to quickly reach out and grab her free hand. “You are NOT a freak and I would never think you are weird.” He said with determination.

Lilly looked away from him, and replied, voice quavering, “You are jus’ sayin’ that. You wouldn’t think tha’ if you knew all the weird stuff about me or wha’ I do.”

“Lily look at me.” Said Grey in an authoritative tone. Lily blushed but immediately complied. “You are not weird. You are not a freak. Nothing you could ever do could make me think that. The only thing I think about you is that you are a beautiful girl, who I want to know much more intimately.” Lily’s eyes welled up again but this time for other reasons. “Are you sure?” She asked quietly.

“I’ll tell you what;” said Grey, “Let’s use tonight to get to know each other better. You keep drinking your drink, and tell me about these things you think will make me find you weird. And I promise that no matter what you say, I won’t find you weird.” Lily’s eyes began looked at him uncertainly. “You promish?” Grey held out his pinkie finger. “I promise.” Sealed with a pinkie swear, Lily took a deep breath and told Grey everything.

She told him how she had stole his underwear and used them to masturbate. How she had loved the feeling of all his delicious dinner disappearing into her belly the last night they hung out, and how she had orgasmed so much to the idea of him fucking her that she was coated head in her own cum. She laid everything out, and waited in terror for Grey’s response. But his response what not what she was expecting.

He told her that he was there that day she stole his underwear and had also masturbated. He told her that he had been secretly running tests to see what she was into, and set that night up to get her super full and see if anything would come of it. He told her how everytime he took a shower he masturbated to the thought of filling her ass to the point of overflowing with his cum. As they talked and giggled and confided, Lily finished off what was left of her drink, leaving on one fourth of the vodka and soda left in their respective bottles.

Emboldened by the alcohol and their mutual confessions, she said, “So, you like the idea of me eating a lot?” Grey nodded. “You like when I burp?” Grey nodded. Without another word, Lily grabbed the vodka and soda, tilted her head back, and poured what remained directly into her overblown belly. When the rest of the liquid had disappeared, she grabbed Grey’s hands, slid them under her oversized shirt and placed them on her swollen belly.

Grey was amazed. It was as if she had swallowed a watermelon whole, and he could feel it bubbling and tossing around the sea of cocktail inside. Still guided by Lily’s hands she gave her belly a firm shake with Grey’s hands. This caused a loud *slosh, slosh* to fill the room. Grey felt Lily belly bubble, and felt the ecstatic movement of air being displaced in her roiling guts. It was as if popcorn was being popped just below her skin. He felt it all gathering at the top of her belly and then a lot happened all at once:

BWWWWWWOOOOOOORRRRRRRPPPPPPPP

Lily released a burp that vibrated the walls of the room. The feeling of her swollen gut, Greys hands on her skin, the forbidden lust of burping in front of someone, and the emotional intimacy they had shared moment prior, led to Lily’s burp morphing into a moan, and she bucked her hips as she came all over Grey’s hands and arms that were still under her shirt. Her belly sloshed loudly and grumbled at the sudden disturbance, and Lily’s hands shot to her mouth as she felt another explosion coming. She shot up and waddled as fast as her gravid belly would allow her towards the bathroom.

Grey followed quickly behind her and caught her just as she was falling to the bathroom floor. Luckily she made it, and all the liquid sitting in her tummy spewed out like a fountain. Lily started to cry violently, mortified that Grey was seeing her like this. Her sobs were punctuated by wet heaves. Grey sat dutifully beside her and rubbed her back. He cooed to her and assured her everything was ok. Once her belly had started, it simply could not stop and Lily was stuck in the bathroom for almost half an hour, heaving as Grey held her hair and massaged her back.

When the ordeal was over, Grey made Lily brush her teeth, and he put one arm over his shoulder as he helped her stumble to bed. Lily was still crying and apologizing profusely. Once Grey got her into bed, he took Lily’s chin in his fingers and made her look at him. “I promised you I wouldn’t find you weird, and I still don’t. You are fine sweetie. That shake to your belly was just too much. We filled you way too full.”

“Y-you you you, p-promise?” She sniveled out. Grey leaned forward and kissed her forehead. “Would you think I’m weird if I said I find you hotter now?” Lily smiled and let out a giggle in between sniffles. “Will you rub my head till I fall asleep?” She asked. With the vulnerability in her voice, how could he say no? Grey dutifully ran his fingers through her hair and scratched her scalp until she began snoring. Then he left her room, closed the door, and turned in himself. What a night

[punkforkos]

Hullo!!! Can I please ask about Dante?? :D what's their story?? :D

Hi!! Yes ofc you can!! <3

Here's a really brief overview that I wrote in another post (which also includes their tattoo lore and some fun facts, if you were interested in reading that!)

Dante Inferno (they/he) is my drow fathomless warlock, pirate captain, and awful babygirl who wants the world to burn. Dante took on their warlock pact to gain power and bring suffering to those who wronged them and hopefully find the daughter that was stolen from them many years ago. However, this pact comes at a price... it's actually Dante's misery that their patron is most interested in. 🥀 Unfortunately, they may be in too deep to figure this out!! For years, they've been self-destructing and falling deeper into corruption... and are quickly hurtling towards a future where they may be left with nothing of who they once were.

But I'll also include a longer version below the cut that goes into some of the details of their story!! (Also- I wrote a section at the bottom explaining why I think Dante would get along with Bad End Husk :D )

-- HERE'S THE LONG(ER) VERSION -- (This is still a shortened version of events, go down below this if you want like. the FULL version. I threw in their toyhouse link there!)

Dante comes from a rough part of the Underdark where they grew up impoverished and neglected, but the only thing that really kept them going was a dream to one day get out of that shithole. And in a way, they got their dream,,,! However, they only clawed their way out of the Underdark when they realized they were pregnant and needed to save their kid from the upbringing he was subjected to. Dante wanted far better for his daughter. She became their entire world, their incentive, something good to look forward to. She gave their life meaning,,, For three years, they were able to live on the surface in a local kingdom populated by other drow who also escaped from the Underdark. Those were the happiest years of Dante's life, but they weren't to last. Unfortunately, it was discovered that Dante didn't come into the surface kingdom through the proper channels, so they decided to send them back. However, they would keep Dante's daughter because she never became baptized under Spider Queen society... They dragged Dante away from their daughter kicking and screaming. However, he managed to cut an X into his daughter's cheek as a desperate last resort, promising that they would find her again someday. And then they were brought back to the Underdark and sent reeling into a deep depressive spiral. The only thing that motivated them was the thought of returning back to their daughter..... and making everyone who hurt them pay. This anger, grief, and desperation eventually made them seek out a patron who would help give them all the power they needed to leave the Underdark again and achieve all of their goals. They stumbled across Znn'lusca, a demon who feeds on despair... and she only asked that Dante cause as much misery as possible in exchange for her powers. He agreed, immediately having a plan in mind to kill two birds with one stone-- They ended up making another pact with the Spider Queen herself, promising to send all of the escaped drow back into the Underdark (because if they didn't let Dante escape, he wouldn't show them any mercy either). In exchange, the Spider Queen wouldn't pursue Dante and try to force them back either, so long as they brought her "lost children" back. With these new pacts formed, Dante makes it back to the surface and they are told to focus on gaining power before going after their kid. Zinn played into their fear of being forced back into the Underdark again, planting seeds of doubt in their mind that kept them from attempting to seek out their daughter. Every time Dante would bring up going after her, Zinn would talk them out of it and reroute their thoughts. Because... little did Dante know but their despair was the tastiest of all, and the longer they went without their daughter, the richer it became. 15 years pass. Dante is now an established cutthroat pirate captain who uses a submarine as a ship... trafficking escaped drow back to the Underdark on the side, forgetting their original goals and who they were before the hurt with each day that passes. And then they get thrown into jail and the campaign starts from there,,!! TLDR: Dante is in SO much trouble AFSGH they're stuck in a web they can't get out from,,, being in a pact with not one but two demons who do not wish anything good for him. And he's still missing his daughter so bad,, and he is miserable and angry and hates everyone.

✨📌 If you wanted even MORE details that I left out here (a lot of the in-between stuff and more about Dante's actual campaign, party members, etc), you can read all about it here on their Toyhouse!! <<3

(Thanks for reading all of this if you got this far btw!!)

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WHY DANTE WOULD LIKE BAD END HUSK:

Also, to elaborate on why I think Dante would enjoy bad end Husk-- Husk is exactly the type of patron Dante would have gravitated towards, being the lord of "secrecy and cunning revenge" and plotting the downfall of their enemies. That's the kind of thing Dante wants oh so badly rn!! It's the reason why they ended up making a pact with their actual patron. The desire for power, the ambition, but most of all-- feeling so wronged and wanting everyone who ever hurt them and their daughter to suffer.

Dante is a conniving backstabber, the ultimate betrayer... a liar by nature. The word 'treachery' has been carved into their back in Abyssal/Deep Speech. They have only learned how to survive and sometimes that means using everyone around you as a stepping stool. In the end, the only people who matter are themself and their daughter. (But truly deep down, they're just a REALLY hurt person who is lashing out in the wrong ways. They're just scared, angry, and sad. And they easily fall into corruption and pacts with big bad entities SGHDJK)

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My tags if you wanted to go see more of them!! >> #oc dante | #dante meta <<

Aaand their Toyhouse again!

[icycoldninja]

You’re back?! 😃 YAAAAAY!! 😁

May I please request headcanons for the Sparda boys reacting to their actress girlfriend (who’s portraying a scorned lover) getting injured while filming and she finds out she’s pregnant afterwards?

YES I AM BACK YEEEHEEEHEEEHEE! As the saying goes, Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned. I also ended up writing V, too, out of habit. Enjoy.

Sparda boys + V x Actress!Reader getting injured while filming headcannons

¤ Dante ¤

-He heard about your dramatic role and didn't think much of it. Actors will do as actors are paid to do.

-Then he discovered you got injured during filming, actually injured, as in crying and screaming, tears pouring down your cheeks.

-Dante practically flew all the way to the studio, shoving aside medical personel and your panicking director at the same time.

-He didn't even wait for you to answer his very loud "Are you alright?!" And just whisked you off to the hospital, ignoring all the shouting people on set, wondering where this scruffy guy was going with their leading actress.

-He got you into the ER, where the doctor did a thorough X-ray, but thankfully, there was nothing broken or severely damaged, just a mild concussion.

-The doctor did inform the two of you that during his scan, he discovered you were pregnant. This was a huge, but happy shock for Dante, who decided to repeat the information to you later, as you'd fallen asleep a little before the doctor broke the news.

■ Vergil ■

-Vergil insisted upon watching you film, not because he wanted a behind-the-scenes experience, but because he feared for your safety.

-It's a good thing he was there, else no one would have come to your rescue when you received that concussion.

-Vergil was on his feet and at your side faster than the crew could blink, ignoring the director's angry shouting and carting you out of there.

-He immediately took you to the nearest hospital and waited aggressively as the doctors scanned you.

-The doctors were glad to report that it was simply a concussion, nothing more, but also had some unexpected news. You were pregnant, Vergil was the father.

-Naturally, Vergil was given a great jumpscare by this, but felt pride and excitement soon bloom in his chest. He will not abandon this kid like he did with Nero, that's for sure.

□ Nero □

-Nero was on his feet and running at top speed all the way to the filming location as soon as he heard you were hurt.

-One of your frightened assistants made the call, thinking that out of all people, your boyfriend deserved to know.

-Nero was so mad he almost Triggered by the time he entered the set, only to find you sitting dazed and hurt in a chair, attended to by several frightened medics.

-Nero let them do their jobs, then checked in on you to make sure you were alright.

-You didn't feel okay at all; your head hurt and you were generally disoriented and confused, so Nero took you to the hospital, where the doctors told him you only had a concussion--oh, and that you were pregnant too.

-Nero was not at all prepared for that, but hey, having a kid around would be fun.

● V ●

-V decided to surprise you on set, but ended up receiving a nasty shock himself.

-You had been injured while filming a fight scene, and had suffered some sort of head damage.

-V was so nervous and afraid something permanent had happened to you, he was literally trembling as you were rushed to the hospital.

-The doctors confirmed that you had suffered a concussion and that no permanent damage had been inflicted, but you'd need a lot of rest.

-Another interesting surprise was that you were pregnant. Their tests figured this out.

-V was thrilled and scared all at the same time. Never did he expect to have so many astonishing discoveries delivered unto him in one day.

[blue-b-bro]

Colour’s meaning in ofmd:

First rule is that brighter = more intense, and lighter = more open a feeling is. I’ll say more below, but it already says something about Blackbeard’s crew being all black and only black :’)

Yellow:

Yellow is a colour of truth. Colour of following your dreams and passions. Before the break-up gown, Stede is wearing the yellow one.

Teal:

Basically it’s a sea colour. It means sea and freedom. In e4 Alma has teal dress, while playing pirates with Stede, which also shows she was closer with Stede than her brother. There’s a lot of teal-ish colours around Stede, but most are actually “hidden”, darker. He was keeping it a secret from others. When he’s on his boat in s1 he’s almost glowing teal.

It’s the colour of sea and freedom, but more like an idea of it, not a realistic one, witch may be the reason many crew members have some teal elements, usually very small, and Stede is all teal and then, in e10 he destroys this idealisation to start something real. After his first “kill” in e1 Stede’s teal's never that bright again.

Pink:

It’s a colour of rejection. Not sure why, but it is. The moment Stede leaves, Mary’s wearing light pink. When Ed becomes distant and then leaves him to go with Jack, when Stede left Ed, they are wearing the break-up gown, which is bright pink. I’d say the difference between those two intensities would say something about the intensity of the feeling. Mary was abandoned, but she wasn’t so hurt by it, they weren’t happy together. But Ed and Stede were hurt very much.

Also all of the non-white crew wears pink/pink-ish in e1, while in disguise (because you know, to show racism) + Lucius’s very bright scarf & Black Pete’s light pink… something (probably because homophobia, and Lucius is very loudly queer). All the things white colonisers reject.

Red:

We all know, it’s a heart colour, Ed’s heart but not only. Ed hides his red, Lucius is wearing a lot of red, as someone who’s not ashamed of his love and usually helps with relationship’s problems, Stede, while destroying his teal is covering it in red and in s2 wears red scarf(?). At the end of e3 Stede is covered in red, even the background turns red, while meeting Ed for the first time. He's also wearing dark red when talking about his favorite horsie :")

Salmon/Orange:

It’s a colour of insecurity, feeling inadequate or incompetent, unsure. Stede wears light salmon/orange when Ed says he’s not ready for a fuckery, then very dark (almost brown, but still salmon-ish to me) when he feared Ed’s going to leave, because Stede’s wasn’t fun enough. Ed wears dark salmon in e4, when trying this new persona/thinking he was expendable to this Blackbeard legend. Stede is deprived of his salmon vest in e2, when he got more confident.

Purple:

I think it’s the creativity and adventure colour. I’m also not sure if it’s important that what Ed was missing after leaving the Revenge was a lavender soap (something something he wanted to feel clean and with Jack he wasn’t again, it’s a colour meta, let’s not go there). I mean we say it’s Ed’s colour, but I’m not sure anyone here has “their” colour. If colours are feelings, no-one has their own. For example, other characters wearing purple is Stede in e2 (when he has to use his creativity), Lucius (art), Frenchie (music, crafts and cons) and sometimes Oluwande. Characters get more purple when they need to figure out a plan or scheming something, get creative.

White/Beige:

Stede is all white in e3. He’s like a blank canvas (Lucius is immediately covered in red again), inviting pirate world, willing to learn. It also makes him stick out like a sore thumb of course. White is supposed to mean empty, nothing, bare, open. Stede made his white crew wear mostly white, to not be seen as suspicious.

Beige, as some kind of darker white, is not knowing what you want, figuring thing out.

Ed and Stede are white when discovering their love for each other, entering something completely new for them. Stede, at the end of s1 is colourless, but in s2 he gets a red scarf and later gets green/dark teal shirt. Jim is all beige while hiding and figuring out their identity. When being afraid that he’s not enough fun, Stede choose all beige for their adventure, showing he doesn’t really know what he’s doing but he’s ready to do it.

Beige is temporary.

Now, we have yellow&red-ish&teal ship, Stede’s dark red&dark teal at his wedding, Sted’s family portrait (everyone close and light yellow/orange, except Stede - dark blue/teal and distant):

But the real kicker for me is Stede’s pitch black cravat Ed wears on his neck. His feelings for Stede while always with him, hidden very deep inside.

I also recommend those meta: x x x x x

Edit: I'm rereading metas and now I remember why purple is thought to be Ed's color (Ed's red heart + Stede's teal freedom he offers -> purple) Still fits 🤟

[aladaylessecondblog]

Lil Nerevar

Author's Note: Haj-deek is discovered much earlier and is taken to Red Mountain along with Im-Kilaya.

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There was no mistaking the little face; they had all seen it before it pressed shyly back into Im-Kilaya's neck. Lord Dagoth's blood, and no mistake. The ring she wore on two fingers was the final clue.

"Where did you get that?" she had been asked.

"It was my mama's. She's gone now."

After a lengthy pause Haj-deek spoke again.

"I'm scared," she mumbled against Im-Kilaya's scales, "They look scary. They gonna eat us?"

"No, child, they're not going to eat us. They think...they think you are someone very important to Dagoth Ur."

She gasped.

"Everything is going to be alright."

They'd been placed in a side room, the door of which was being guarded by an ascended sleeper. He seemed to hear their conversation and floated forward.

"We have no plans to eat you, child. The Sixth House is not a house of barbarians. We are simply unprepared to receive you."

"What's dat mean?"

"It means that Lord Dagoth did not know of you."

"Why the vol-cano man care?" Haj-deek seemed unsure of where to look.

"Does she not know?" the sleeper looked to Im-Kilaya, who though frightened was masking it well enough.

"We hadn't yet told her, no," Im-Kilaya said, "Because we were afraid she might let it slip...and even in an Imperialist town like Ebonheart..."

"Im-kiwaya says the temple doesn't like me! Or my mama!" she said. "Or my mama's ring."

"And where is your mother?"

A new voice rang out now, one stronger than that of the sleeper, who immediately dropped into a bow at the new entrant's feet.

Haj-deek looked at Im-kilaya, a question in her little red eyes.

"I'll talk to him, little one."

Then she hid her face against his neck again.

"Her mother is dead," Im-Kilaya said, "She passed birthing Haj-deek, and asked us to care for her."

Silence. The taller figure drew closer, and now Haj-deek actually turned to look at him.

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The stranger was wearing a big golden mask.

"That...IS...a very pretty ring," he said, gesturing to it. "It was your mother's, you said?"

"Yes," Haj-deek nodded, "Yes, it was my mama's. She gave it to me when I was born."

"She does not know all," Im-Kilaya said, repeating what he had to the sleeper, "A chattering child may share news to the wrong person by accident, you understand."

"You should be kneeling right now," the strange man said, "Why are you not? Do you think yourself my equal?"

"I stand on my feet before you because without me she would not be here either," Im-Kilaya said. He was shaking, still holding closely to Haj-deek, "Because without me, and the others of the mission, her mother would not have made it far enough to birth her."

"I am a xal-toh!" Haj-deek spoke up suddenly, "It means say-kred secret."

"They gave you THAT as a name?"

"No, no. My name is Haj-deek. Im-kilaya says it means I hidden child!" She paused and looked over the mask again. It felt familiar. She felt like she'd seen it before.

"Yes," Im-Kilaya said, speaking to her now, "Because your mother loved you very much, and wanted you to be safe from the Tribunal faithful."

"Surely her mother would have known she was safe with me, and the rest of her House," the stranger said.

Haj-deek was put on her feet, and told to go play with the tentacle-face man. He seemed like fun - he said he used to have a daughter, and so he suggested a tea-party, the supplies for which were soon gathered in a corner. Im-Kilaya was telling her it was alright, so it must be.

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"Her mother," Im-Kilaya finally said, "Never told us it was you herself...we learned that from the journal she kept after she died. She was weak, you understand - her wounds would not heal by spell or potion, and she did not dare make the attempt to leave Ebonheart in her delicate condition."

"And she trusted you?"

"As much as her daughter does." The fear seemed to be leaving the lizard, as he now stood a bit taller, and wasn't shaking as much. "That business you had the Dren slaver - all but kidnapping us, that scared her. If I were to meet with an unfortunate end, I have no doubt you will not find what you seek here."

There was a pause.

(The Hist had told him it would be so.)

"I would like to propose a trade," Im-Kilaya finally said, "I can give you several things, but I want some in return as well."

"I should smite you where you stand. Would you like that, lizard?" The golden mask held no emotion but his voice certainly made up for it. "What more could you give me that I do not now have?"

"Her mother's ashes. I guarantee that should I meet an unfortunate end, those of the Mission would not be inclined to cooperate with you. And without their help you would never be able to find her ashes on your own. Undoubtedly you want your daughter to see you as what you are to her - I can help you there as well."

"And in return I suppose you wish the end of slavery? For the beastfolk to rise above their--"

"That and more," Im-Kilaya said, "But I must remind you that in her mother's darkest hour it was not Sadara's fellow Dunmer to save her, but the beastfolk you so despise."

He looked at Haj-deek, engaged in her mock tea party with the sleeper, who seemed to be quite enjoying himself.

"We only wish you to remember that."

[possideotranslations]

Anime Collaboration Campaign - Short Story (4)

Arthur: I am Arthur. And this here is my friend, Arthur.

Arthur: ...This is a little game where you introduce yourself as though you’re a friend.

Chloe: Oh! That sounds kind of fun!

Chloe: Introducing yourself can feel a bit awkward, but if you think of yourself as a friend, it might make it easier to speak honestly.

Chloe: Or... maybe it’ll make it even more awkward? What do you think, Rustica?

Rustica: I think it’s a wonderful idea. Seeing yourself as someone else might help you discover new charms about yourself.

Rustica: Let me try it right away. Is that all right, Lord Arthur?

Arthur: Of course. Please, Rustica.

Chloe: You’ve got this, Rustica!

Rustica: I am Rustica. And this is my friend, Rustica.

Rustica: He is a harpsichordist who loves music deeply.

Rustica: He’s traveling the world in search of his vanished bride. And during his journey...

Rustica: He met his apprentice, Chloe, and became a Sage's Wizard. Please, take good care of him.

Arthur: Splendid!

Chloe: So cool! That sounded just perfect!

Rustica: Thank you.

Arthur: May I try it next?

Chloe & Rustica: Go ahead!

Arthur: I am Arthur. And this is my friend, Arthur.

Arthur: He’s full of curiosity, and while he fails often, he never fears a challenge.

Arthur: He always strives to learn and grow, so he can befriend everyone. Please, be his friend.

Chloe: Wow! That’s wonderful! I definitely want to be friends!

Rustica: If someone were friends with Lord Arthur, it feels like they could overcome any hardship together.

Arthur: Thank you!

Arthur: Finally, it’s Chloe’s turn. Should we wait a little longer until you feel ready?

Chloe: Nope! I’m good! I’ll give it a try!

Chloe: I’m Chloe! And this is my friend, Chloe!

Chloe: Chloe loves making clothes and dreams of becoming a tailor! Oh... um... that’s his dream!

Chloe: Sometimes he loses confidence or feels down, but he’s doing his best with the help of those around him!

Chloe: If you don’t mind, please be friends with Chloe, too! Uh... nice to meet you!

Arthur & Rustica: Wow!

Rustica: That was wonderful, Chloe.

Arthur: It made me want to become friends with you all over again!

Chloe: Hehe. Thanks!

Rustica: So, Lord Arthur, Chloe. Now that we’ve introduced ourselves as friends...

Rustica: How about we imagine watching their group dating event (Goukon) and enjoy it?

Chloe: Huh?

Arthur: Mixer (Goukon)... the celebratory gathering of new encounters that the Sage taught us about, right?

Arthur: That sounds fun. Let’s observe our friends’ group dating event and enjoy it.

Chloe: Wait, but... if we’re pretending to be our own friends, those "us" don’t actually exist, right?

Chloe: How are we supposed to observe them?

Rustica: Roughly.

Arthur: Let’s just roughly imagine it.

Chloe: "Roughly," huh... Got it! Let’s give it a shot!

Arthur, Chloe, & Rustica: ...

Rustica: Haha...

Arthur: Heh...

Chloe: (Oh, they’re totally imagining it roughly.)

Rustica: This version of Chloe was very proactive.

Arthur: Yes. His energy and cheerfulness were infectious, and it really lightened the mood.

Chloe: Phew! I’ll keep working hard to make more friends!

Rustica: Oh... Look at that. It seems they’ve started pairing off to talk in twos.

Chloe: Really?

Arthur: It’s easier to have deeper conversations in smaller groups.

Rustica: Lord Arthur appears to be having an intimate conversation with Shylock.

Arthur: Shylock always creates a warm and inviting atmosphere. He even invited me to sit in the shade with him.

Chloe: Why is this making my heart race...?

Rustica: Ah...

Arthur: Hmm?

Chloe: What?

Rustica: Look at this. Lord Arthur is doing something bold and provocative...

Chloe: Hey, stop! Don’t go there, Rustica!

Rustica: What’s the matter, Chloe?

Chloe: You were about to bring up something borderline inappropriate, weren’t you?! Sure, bold and provocative stuff might get huge laughs out west, but—!

Chloe: This isn’t Mur or Shylock we’re talking about! It’s a 17-year-old prince here!

Arthur: You don’t need to worry about me.

Chloe: No, Arthur!!

Arthur: It’s fine.

Chloe: No, no, no! Bold and provocative is absolutely off-limits!!

Rustica: I see... What a pity.

Rustica: But you see, the story has already started playing out in my head. Can I share it anyway?

Chloe: No! Hold it in for now!

Arthur: It’s all right. Go ahead and tell it. I’m too curious to let it go.

Rustica: Really?

Arthur: Yes. I’m itching to know.

Chloe: No, Arthur! If you do, Lord Oz will scold you for being "too western!"

Rustica: Then I’ll proceed. Lord Arthur, before Shylock...

Chloe: TOO WESTERN!!

Rustica: ...boldly and provocatively sank his teeth into a spicy beef skewer.

Arthur: A provocative beef skewer... So, it was spicy?

Rustica: Exactly.

Chloe: You should’ve said that from the start!!!

Arthur: Bold and provocative... chomp!

Arthur: Like this?

Rustica: Wonderful! Shylock would surely be delighted, knowing his hand-grilled skewers were appreciated.

Chloe: Wait, did Shylock really need to go to the shade to grill those skewers? Was that necessary for the "intimate" atmosphere?

Arthur: Haha. Mur is also covered in charcoal as he eagerly bites into a skewer.

Arthur: Since we’ve come this far, let’s pretend all three of us are eating together.

Rustica: By all means.

Chloe: Man, that was nerve-wracking.

Arthur: All right, together now...

Arthur, Chloe, & Rustica: Chomp!

[high-voltage-rat]

POV: you're a student at GEARS University and the weird 35-year-old who sat next to you in Mecha Piloting 101 and never took off their safety goggles is your neuroscience TA because it turns out she's a literal actual doctor.

As I mentioned in my art of her post-reset self, Ravyn is much more fleshed out as a character in Mechquest. So here's my lore-dump, which may serve as the preface to me posting the fic I'm writing of her (if I can work up the courage to do so, lmao).

As a fun little intro, some trivia:

Always introduces themself as "Ravyn, Ray if you prefer single syllables".

Wears their lab goggles and white coat as part of their piloting gear because they're paranoid about ocular open globe injuries and their coat is fire-resistant. Other medical professionals tease her for being like a med student who wears their first white coat everywhere.

Uses her energy blade for everything: lighting the way to the bathroom, opening packages, making toast, and cutting her hair over the garbage can any time it gets long enough to be in the way.

Lectures everyone who will listen on why acetaminophen and ibuprofen should be taken together for their synergistic mechanisms, the ideal nutrient intake to have energy throughout the day, and the neurochemical reasons why one should maintain good sleep hygiene.

Is also a hypocrite who doesn't eat or sleep right themself.

Considered joining Mystraven, but couldn't bear the jokes about Ravyn and Ravens that were sure to come, so joined Runehawk instead. Still hears bird jokes regularly from Starbuck anyway.

Loves to design new ways to inject mecha into combat. Really enjoys a "fastball special"-esque entry using the momentum of a dropship taking a tight turn to fling her at the enemy. Sys-Zero is the only one brave enough to do it, though.

(Thanks to @cyraen-ae for the character sheet template!!!)

Unlike most students of GEARS, Ravyn isn't a young teen full of fire when she enrolls. In fact, up until the Shadowscythe war, they'd never really piloted a mecha before. Born in Tibattleonia on Loreon, Ravyn discovered early on in their life that they were gifted with a natural affinity for psychic, specifically empathetic, magic. Able to feel the emotions of others, and even manipulate them to a degree, she naturally fell into the path of a doctor- using her abilities to soothe pain, ease fear, and even diagnose issues in the cases where patients found themselves unable to describe their ailments. In cases where anaesthesia wasn't an option, her abilities were highly valued- though using them always left her feeling quite drained.

She was a Neurocritical Care specialist serving with the Soluna Defence Force's Medical Corps, nearly through her fellowship with no thoughts of a career change- when the MASH unit she was stationed at suddenly found itself under constant fire from a threat they'd never seen before. The Shadowscythe hit them hard, the soldiers posted to protect them were going down, and for the first time, the doctors of the camp had to requisition a communal mech to allow them to chip in on defending their patients. Originally very reluctant to pilot, Ravyn was taught how to pilot by the head surgeon of their camp, Col. Henry, and quickly found that they were a natural prodigy- and a bit of an adrenaline junkie, to boot. Their quick thinking, impulsive but tactical, and highly adaptable nature meant that their piloting was full of decisive and strategic moves that made them a very effective pilot- and the precision of a doctor accustomed to neurological procedures is not to be underestimated.

Over the next few months, she began spending less and less time in the O.R., and more and more time at the helm of their Skuld mecha, affectionately nicknamed "the Monster M.A.S.H.". Her coworkers pushed for her to receive formal training at GEARS, believing that she could do a great deal of good if she honed her natural talent. She didn't want to leave her patients and colleagues, but eventually reluctantly agreed, and the camp chipped in to buy a new communal mecha, sending The Monster M.A.S.H. with her as a not-so-regulation parting gift when she left. In the spirit of that mecha, she tries to keep her oath of non-maleficence whenever possible, avoiding fights with non-Shadowscythe at every opportunity, and fighting to subdue and minimize harm when she can't.

As one might expect, this highly atypical background left them pretty alienated from the rest of their GEARS class- being a solid 12 years older than everyone else will do that to you. They ended up being closer to professors like Sys-Zero, external professionals like Helia, and grad students like Starbuck, Jaania, Casca, and Xaria- though they did also form an odd friendship with the Reliant crew (River, Sally, Dooder). As the war progressed, they grew closer with the crew as they ran missions together regularly, and with Sys-Zero, Warlic, Char, the house leaders, and Odessa as the people bearing the burden of leadership in the darkest times their world had ever seen.

The Shadowscythe take a lot from Ravyn- she witnesses the ruins of her hometown firsthand, has to fight twisted creatures in its crumbling rubble. She watches the mecha of friends crumple and burn under their fire. One day, one of her closest friends from the M.A.S.H. camp comes into Specific Hospital on a stretcher, and breaks down as he tells her that everyone else is gone. She sees the horror of the Shadowscythe virus, turning people she cares about into enemies. This all leaves her with significant PTSD, including night terrors. Despite it all, however, she fights hard to hold onto her sense of humour, to love warmly, and to keep hope alive in the hearts of those she protects.

That's something the reset can never change.

[bookwyrminspiration]

What if when Sophie came to the lost cities the black swan had been overthrown, and their leaders arrested. So by the time she arrived, she doesn’t have that same support. I think it’d take the story in a crazy, but fun new direction.

oh that would be very interesting--not only would she have significantly less guidance at the start of the series, but depending on how the Black Swan were handled, the attitude towards Sophie could be quite different; she'd be the product of known convicted criminals, not just the odd human girl.

She was observed when she first arrived, but I imagine that would've been much more intense in this situation. I wonder when she would've arrived, actually. Because Alden didn't find Sophie by his own work, Mr. Forkle led him to her. So without him, when on earth would Sophie have been brought to their world? Would they have discovered that sort of information through a mind break and located her around the same time, or would years pass?

I'm imagining the Mr. Forkle who posed as her neighbor might've escaped being arrest, which would create an interesting dynamic with her having one singular influence and resource.

But that aside, without the rest of the Black Swan able to work masterfully behind the scenes, there'd be no notes, no clues to prompt hidden memories. It would require a lot more work on Sophie's part to figure things out--which, depending on when she was brought to the lost cities and how (agreeing it was the best decision vs council forcing her, for example), she may or may not be capable of.

I'm also curious how that would impact her morals and sense of right; we see her learning from and guided by the Black Swan for most of the series before she branches out, following their methodology and beliefs on the limits. If they were never there, what's stopping her from going a step further much sooner? Especially if she's being more heavily monitored/judged and in order to make any impact she has to push harder--side note: I feel like in that case she might become similar to Tam in her disdain, she didn't do anything but exist and need help and this is what they did?

Would she be allowed to attend Foxfire with a significant association with a serious criminal organization? Even if she hasn't done anything yet, she might. And if she doesn't go to Foxfire (or is too old when brought), her friend group would be entirely different. She might not even have a friend group and it would instead be her against the world, perhaps a few misfits gathered along the way. Fitz might still be around because he found her, but Biana might stay bratty. She wouldn't meet Marella or Jensi, and she wouldn't have been adopted by the Ruewens (because confirmed huge Black Swan association when he thinks they killed Jolie? no way) so no meeting Dex. If she doesn't go to Foxfire, I could see them sending her to Exillium, in which case she might keep Tam and Linh as friends--but with a very different dynamic, since I think Sophie would be incredibly bitter.

Actually now that I'm thinking about this maybe she'd be picked up by the Neverseen. At least temporarily and in the same way that Rayni was--not that she's for their atrocities, but because they extended a hand when no one else did. Which!! Could then be an interesting exploration on how she wasn't a criminal, but via seeing her as one/as dangerous they limited her options and made her into one. She wouldn't have joined the Neverseen if they'd treated her properly, but they didn't, so now she did. Except they don't see it as their fault, as a consequence of their boxing her in, but instead as confirmation of what they always feared.

indeed, Nonsie, there is a lot of potential for a very different but fascinating story here. I've barely scratched the surface of all the implications and everything you could do with it!

[laincelebi]

Ideas for a trigun werewolf au

So i just had an idea for a trigun au that i think it would be fun. I started drawing Vash as a werewolf and then i thought what if Meryl was the werewolf?

I am still unsure of what all the logistics of why there are werewolves and how that would impact things or what even the plot would be (if it would be different or not).

So worldbuilding ideas after the cut.

Origins

Werewolves are something tied to No Man's Land, there were no werewolves on the ships, just humans. Reports and stories are relatively new too but very few. They have some sort of connection to the plants as a plant dying can trigger a werewolf to go out of control. However, people don't really know anything about them, or where they came from. Most of the theories revolves around plants. Some think it's a gift from the plants to help humans survive in No Man's Land, others think it's some sort of curse or mutation caused by the plants. Werewolves would be so rare that they are basically an urban legend. They are actually born humans, until one day something transforms them, its unknown if people have some pre-disposition to become werewolves also there isn't a set age to transform.

Werewolves

I am between a more alien like appearance and a more traditional one for them. Werewolves would be more resistant than normal humans and have more acute sense but they are not much stronger, they can still be killed with guns (yeah, no need for silver bullets). Since people know nothing about them, its assumed they are monsters that just want to kill, because of that they are hunted and usually when a person is discovered to be a werewolf they are killed on sight. Which makes people who become werewolves always afraid of being discovered and they try to hide what they are at all costs. However, in normal circumstances they have full control of themselves. They can transform at any time however there are a few times that they feel a need to transform and usually can't hold back, it's usually these situations where they are discovered.

They have a certain connection to plants being able to feel their emotions when they are close by which is usually soothing to them, in turn, when the plants are unstable or dying they are directly affected and become violent due to being overwhelmed by a influx of conflicting and chaotic emotions and so far no one knows if they can recover from this state.

About the Characters

Meryl would be a recently turned werewolf, being lucky no one saw her when she turned, and no one knows she is one. She would be in a similar state to Vash, being afraid of others discovering what she is. She doesn't really know what to do nor what really happened to her, having only rumors as information about similar cases to hers, and she prefers to ignore most of them. As they are usually about werewolves being monsters that attack people. Based on her experience ,she can't believe werewolves can lose control and become violent as that never happened to her. So she assumes that's a lie, but once she sees that really happening she would be very afraid that one day she may kill someone.

She recently changed and never got in close proximity to a plant before so she doesn't know what she can do.

When she first encounters Vash, she could be able to sense something weird about him. but can't really tell what it is and she can't feel his emotions like she can with other plants. And in turn Vash would also notice something, though since he never met a werewolf he wouldn't know much.

I kinda picture her being tiny for a werewolf like not much taller than she already is (Vash can still pick her up lol). while she could fight better in this form, her fear of being discovered makes her choose her battles. Only using her werewolf form when completely necessary.

Vash only has heard about werewolves but never met one and he thought that that they didn't exist. He feels some sort of connection with Meryl that he can't really understand.

Plot points

The main one would be her relationship with Vash (yeah this is pretty much a vashmeryl idea), they are in similar and yet different situations. Both are afraid of being discovered, so when they learn about each other there is an understanding between them. I would definitely want to explore what this change would do to their dynamic. Also since plants are directly connected to werewolves, making them go out of control and transforming humans, how would they react to this information?

Another cool point would be Meryl being close to a plant as it's unstable and she loses control and Vash needs to help her regain it before she does something she regrets.

Well this is all i have so far. there is a lot more to think about like how their friends will react, especially Milly and even if this situation would change knives view on humans.

[sleepyselkiesims]

Part 36

Ariel continued her explorations, just a little closer to home.

One nearby location gave her an idea...

But it would have to wait; Melody was going to have to say goodbye to her doctors set for a while, and start a new life journey!

Erika had kindly baked Melody's cake, and celebrated her big day the hardest.

Melody had a little trouble thinking of her wish, what will all the insects and such making so much noise behind her.

In the end, she wished to become a more skilled person. She may not be ready for the big scary world, but she could fill her own little paradise with so many hobbies!

...Happy Birthday, Melody! Normal birthday backdrop, nothing to see here!

Cassandra had spent the duration of the birthday sitting in her high chair, forced to think about what she'd done. Though clearly she had no regrets.

Melody had been such an angelic child, the benevolent god had honestly forgotten how much trouble toddlers usually liked to cause!

But that of course was exactly why Ariel loved Cassandra. They were two peas in a pod!

Pascal discovered fear.

And Erika remained endlessly patient in teaching her young daughter the ways of the world.

Things would be a little different outside of her totally normal home!

The first thing Melody did after aging up was begin a garden. Snow White had gifted her a bunch of seeds, and Ariel had collected some really wild plants on her adventures.

Melody even got her very own rooftop garden, with planter pots made specially by her momma. And some glowing lanterns, just for fun.

Everything Melody could possibly want was right there in her little tower kingdom.

Ariel even braved the climb up to help Melody with her homework!

The only problem was Melody's own expectations of herself. All those hobbies, and she couldn't be immediately perfect at any of them??

At least there was no need to wonder when her life would begin; there was already so much to do!

Bonus

Why is this house such a hotspot for random people to stand around?? This isn't even the generation where I'm specifically not allowed to open the door to people! Where was this energy when I actually needed it for the plot drama!

I mean, Rapunzel isn't supposed to open the door either, but with all the family members stopping by it's a bit late for that.

[smolghostbot]

OC Intros: Patchwork Melody

(Remaking this since the OG post was really only accurate for their first meeting and I've had a lot of fun expanding their relationship beyond that point. Also the OG formatting sucked sorry I'm bad at this)

Patch (They/He/Any but It) is an extremely anxious, mute borrower, (by trade, not species) with the saddest wettest backstory possible, to maybe be told later. Their story starts when they find themself being "aided" (captured) by a human who thinks of them as the poorest, cutest little creature in need of a guardian. Since they can't vocalize, and their writing system is radically different from the one used by humans, communication is a problem. Over time, they begin to work through their trauma around humans, helped as their relationship with this newest human changes over the course of a few years, from captor to friend to partner.

Patch isn't their real name, but it's a nickname given to them since they can't exactly say their real one. Their true name is something of the big mystery of the story.

Melody, aka Mel (She/They) is a huge fan of the supernatural and paranormal who stumbles upon a weak and fearful little fae-looking creature one morning, and takes it upon herself to be their caretaker and guardian. Her sometimes off-putting and overbearing personality makes the start of this newfound friendship a bit strained. Over time, Melody takes a massive level in kindness as she learns to respect her new friend's boundaries, and starts to appreciate Patch as a person rather than a spectacle.

Five Fun Facts about each of them:

Patch:

They're allergic to citrus fruits but don't understand allergies (Doesn't everybody think oranges are spicy?)

Their favorite foods are strawberries and chocolate. Discovering Neapolitan ice cream was basically the highlight of their life.

Totally normal about television (It lets them see so much of the world… they've only ever lived within like three city blocks). Easily the best way to get their mind off things is to set them in front of a nature documentary.

Their backpack and scarf were gifts from their parents, and are their most prized possessions because of that. The backpack is actually made of denim, so it's (relatively) extremely durable.

Actually a skilled poet and wordsmith… not that it's readable to humans. Their specialty is a form of poem similar to a haiku that has the same number of characters on every line.

Melody:

The red eyes and iridescent hair are (obviously) contacts and dye, her natural eye color is a hazel and her hair is a very light brown. Seeing her without contacts confused the hell out of Patch the first time.

One of those kids who went hard for Halloween as a kid, they dressed as various fictional wizards every single year, and only stopped when they went to college.

Actively tries to follow fae rules and superstitions when talking to strangers, even before meeting Patch. One of those people who gets genuinely anxious when a customer service person says "May I have your name?"

She has a degree in classical mythology and folklore. Needless to say, it doesn't get much use other than putting them in debt.

Owns a Switch but only sometimes plays RPGs and strategy games. They'd be a massive Tabletop RPG buff if they had any friends to play with…

[twisted-wonderland-shenanigans]

Twisted Wonderland!Deity AU Worldbuilding: Artificial Gods

Hello my lovelies~!

So I've thought long and hard about some things and realized that I've not exactly given everyone much in terms of worldbuilding with some of the AUs I've got, namely the Deity!AU due to me not wanting to spoil too much but struggling to get to that point where I write something story wise that leads to me explaining more about it. So I'm hoping to try and change that!

Depending on how much I have built up and how long it takes me, I'll likely start posting things a little more freely while still keeping certain storytelling ideas hidden (for now)! In the meantime, I hope you guys enjoy this idea I'd had sitting in my noodle. UvU

Artificial Deities—a term coined by Idia—are an ancient form of primal magic and is used to describe a unique phenomenon which occurs when a mortal makes a “pure prayer”. The conditions leading up to the “birth” of these deities is largely unknown, though a common factor is that they appear during times of strife, fear, and desperation when mortals believe they’ve been abandoned by the gods or that they're at the end of the line with no hope. Alternatively, very strong feelings versus thoughts may also be a factor that leads to their creation, be it someone seeking comfort in dark times or even a guiding light to lead the lost safely home.

Each one of these artificial deities appears to come from the Stardust River itself. However, no one has any clear understanding of how this could be, or if the river itself is trying to fulfill a role that is needed. Was this perhaps a failsafe put in place by the Heavenly Ones…or perhaps from the primordial beings that roamed creation in the beginning?

These entities have no true form outside a vague humanoid shape made of energy that varies across the color spectrum, having no voice to speak with. Instead, they rely on gestures and body language to communicate. When true deities were brought into this world and began answering prayers themselves, these entities became scarce as fewer pure prayers were made.

Despite being powerful and controlling the primal energies of creation, they can only survive for a short period of time before their core collapses in on itself, and they cease to exist. It is only recently discovered that their existence lasts only for as long as they are needed. Without a stable core, they cannot sustain themselves the same way normal deities can and will eventually return to the Stardust River.

Since the formation of new generations of true deities over the years to take over the duties of the ones before them, Artificial Deity appearances have become such a rarity that very few ever come into existence in modern times…though it’s certainly not an impossibility.

Behavior-wise, these entities essentially behave much like a machine following their programming, doing their directive to answer the wish until it is complete. However, it has been noted that—the longer they remain whole—the more they begin to behave like curious children seeing the world for the first time.

So far there has only been one recorded instance of an Artificial Deity becoming a fully fledged god, though who it is has been lost to the sands of time. Perhaps Lilia would know more about the whereabouts of this particular silver entity with violet eyes…

That's all I've got for now!

Fun fact: I actually hinted (very slightly!) at the existence of these beings. Curious? I'll give you a little hint: look at the "Half-deity or Full-Deity" list where I list everyone as being full or half deities, then read the last two bullets here~ >v>

[thebrilliot]

I woke up in the middle of the night from a fever dream. I swear my subconscious is a creative genius. All of my wildest dreams have a coherent plot, most of the time with killer twists.

Spoiler warning for ACoTaR!

So I just finished A Court of Thorns and Roses and the whole thing was just set up for Feyre to become a Fey, right? I have many things to say, but I want to tell you about my GENIUS cliffhanger of an ending.

So as it's implied that glamours are applied to an individuals mind and not to the actual light or sounds entering a person's senses, it's not ridiculous to say that now Feyre is a fey, her strengthened mind should be able to sluff off any existing glamours in her memories. So why not use that to throw in doubt about her past? The book is really explicit about how much she had trusted her little rune drawings around the cottage. What if they actually had protected them? But not from the Fey... From a specific Fey. And she starts to remember the runes glowing one night and something with talons trying to force its way in.

You see, unless Rhysand is going to be an actual love interest (which I had hoped for but did not receive), it doesn't make a lot of sense for him to take such an interest in her after overthrowing Amarantha, but he does. He offers to teach her to read. It's small and his reasons are well-explained in the book. I believed them. But this is the shiftiest sketchiest character we know and I don't trust to not be plotting something.

So Feyre wakes up in a cold sweat dreading this new revelation that her family did not become destitute because of overlarge generational debt but because they were hiding from someone with talons from Prythian.

BUT WAIT, THERE'S MORE.

WHY WERE THEY HIDING?! And this doesn't have to be revealed immediately, but WE DON'T KNOW WHERE JURIAN'S EYE WENT. WHAT IF HE IS STILL ALIVE, HOLDING ON BY A THREAD TETHERED TO HIS STOLEN EYE. He was disabled, he was trapped and controlled in a small cottage oblivious to his past, or at least fearful of being discovered. Debtors (edit: oops, creditors) did not break his leg. His pursuer did as he fled to the safety of the cottage, so long ago that even Nesta can't remember tightly. He lived dozens of lives with dozens of identities, waiting to be released from Amarantha's grip because as long as she had his eye, she could kill him at any moment. AND NOW HE HAS HIS EYE BACK. His own personal Horcrux and that same old vendetta from hundreds of years ago.

So that's my dream brain's take on where the series could go. I may or may not continue reading but I had fun.

[crescentbea02]

May I present you,

Zhan, the black and white blade. (kfp4 OC)

"If you cannot join them, beat them."

Zhan is a panda who, many others, could escape from Shen's attacks with the sacrifice of her parents. They left her on a boat that eventually sailed in a Valley from the other of the country.

Zhan grows up by herself, stealing in the streets of the Valley. She learns how to survive and to defend herself using the martial arts she observes the kung fu masters doing.

She never knew where she came from, nor was she curious to find out. After having to teach herself to survive, she put the idea behind her head and decided to only focus on her future. She wished for something greater than her life. She wanted to learn Kung Fu. She had spent her early years watching the fighters of her valley and was practically self taught. Even if she had always difficulties due to her body type.

After Oogway sees her potential during a robbery attempt when he passes on that valley, he presents her to Master Goat. She is then subjected to physical and psychological violence, discrimination because of her body and species.

She grows hatred over her body type, and hates herself every morning for being the way she is.

Until, one day, Zhan nearly kills him in a desperate moment of humiliation and pain. So he expells her from her guidance.

By developing her own combat style while training with "Master" Crow, a crow who trains steet fighters for money, and the "villain" of the movie, she enters in the world of street fighting, and becomes feared in that underground due to her offensive, dirty and irrational fighting. In order to compensate because of her disadvantages. Since pandas and are not exactly the most "fit" warriors. And while Po knows how to live with it, she does not and hates herself for her body.

To cope with her inecurities, she acts cocky, charismatic and with a dark sense of humor. But Zhan is very vengeful, powerthirsty and ambitious. Ahe has no trouble killing to get what she wants, neither to betray those who are close to her. Zhan kills her old master in a challenged battle, and is planning to use Crow for power in the new kung fu order he is creating. Even if Po thinks shes being manipulated by her master and believes theres good in her.

I think she would be great to explore the morally grey areas of KFP. Like maybe we can figure out that the masters arent as good as they thought and actually held them accountable for their actions. She and Master Crow's other students, "The Black Feathers", who are basically a big villain family.

Zhan appears to be kind of a rival to Po, but it is such a challenge since they both are pandas. Po just discovered Pandas were alive and he cant help but to feel like it's just wrong to fight her and tries his hardest to turn her to the "good side". He will need to put his emotions to the side to be able to rise against her. Zhan obviously knows that and uses that to her advantage. Until, she gets tired of his persistence and is just like "Dude I already betrayed you twice"

Really deep inside, she is not entirely bad and doesn't do anything to innocent people and her want for power actually had some pure reasons, like wanting to make all people be able to do kung fu and to give a voice to those who don't have any. When she isn't able to outsmart all the new order her master wants to make, she eventually joins forces with Po, The Five and Tai Lung.

Extra:

-she loves dumplings;

-her relationship with Po is basically this:

Po: I trusted you!!

Zhan: Why?

-she is a joker and loves to tease and to make fun of people;

-none of the black feathers could stand her at first because they found her full of herself and even though they still find her annoying, they've grown to rely on her;