#theyre so extra (/pos)

[milkbreadtoast]

idk how i want to draw him yet and not ready to make a srs attempt but here's a bad kdj phone doodle lol🚶🏻

[totaleclipse573]

Thought about Starleon for too long LET ME OUT

[cavefairy]

goodnight tumblr i will be thinking about trolls thru both of my classes tmrw

[autism-corner]

actually saved wth

save me.

[alterpack-drivethru]

"Hey, can i get a mcfuckin' uhhh... transharmful with a lotta transprogrammed packets?"

"Sorryyy we're out of those! We have an abundance of--"

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[spleenthecat]

Hello hello, not to just appear randomly but I AM very interested in your interpretation of ABW Emma May 👀 if you want… to ramble…

screams. /pos

ok so basically im gonna explain the og timeline first so that i can like. define where the paths diverged into abw. emma may and fidds met when they were younger (about 1960 or so?). they were really good friends and all. fidds transitioned(1968), theyre still good cause em is supportive and all that. so now because its a boy and a girl people were like “relationship when?” and because fidds liked guys and em just. wasnt that interested in marriage in general. they were like “okay then. we can pretend we’re dating. thats fine.” so they did because they thought it would be the most simple way out of it. and then they runaway to college together (1972). fidds meets stanford, em probably kisses a few girls, idk. and then after college they got married (1977). now fidds actually wanted to have a kid. even outside of the whole religious and general societal pressures. and em was fine with that. this won’t make things complicated at all whatsoever. so they have tate. everything is going perfectly fine. 

and then that phone call happened (1980)

so fidds leaves. em is now in california with tate. fidds says he’ll be back soon. and about 2 years later is when it diverges. in the og timeline, fidds just doesnt come back. he gives a phone call, but its all cryptic and like. horrifying. so they divorce. the problem was less that he was out with stanford. that wasnt the issue. it was that he just left her behind entirely to deal with a kid that he wanted in the first place. so then they divorce. mostly to keep tate safe. even though that backfires completely and he leaves to go after fidds anyways (2002) which is an entirely different can of worms that i will also yap about if anyone wants me to.. HOWEVER. in abw, fidds calls em after the portal is called off. he has clearer communication and basically says “hey we called off the project because it was super dangerous. but i wanna stay in gravity falls with stanford and we’re gonna do really big things and have a bunch of money” so they work out a situation. em and tate move to oregon, theyre still married. they stay best friends. tate has both parents (including an extra dad lmao) and everyone is happy for the most part. em is actually pretty interested in the work that fidds and stanford do, so she visits sometimes to just watch what goes on and listen to fidds ramble on about it for a while, which is what was depicted in the fiddtober drawing. tldr; abw em doesnt divorce fidds. moves to oregon. supports him and stanford.  everyone happy. 

[oli-b3rry]

It takes two

theyre so crimblo they make me Ill /pos

Brotherhood AU by @0ketlyn-s and @tea0w0stache

extra under the cut!

(I know this would never happen lmao)

[weebsinstash]

GOD I am a slut for an entire yandere spider society; like not all romantic, and clearly Miguel being the alpha romance, but can you imagine?

Like your prompt where readers dopple was causing issues the way yandere society would react? Trying to find you, bring you home? A mile morales level chase lmao

Miguel: --and that concludes today's meeting on the recent anomalies. Now, are there any matters any members would like to present before we adjourn?

some rando running up the the stage with a bunch of materials: I've got one, I've got one!

Rando: *sets up a whole ass projector and suddenly a picture of your smiling face is up on the wall*

Rando: this is just a really good photo I got of them when we were hanging out the other day :) I thought they looked super cute and they said they were feeling happy

The crowd: *resounding 'ooo's and 'ah's*

Miguel, nodding in approval: excellent, agent OBT, keep up the good work

Absolutely obsessed with the idea that YouTwo was only able to basically steal your entire identity because the Society is so infatuated with you that any weird changes in your behavior are completely brushed off because they already like you so much that you'd have to do something like super outrageous and hurtful for them to like, really start getting suspicious. You're getting extremely depressed because you think you're being replaced by this impersonator when, in truth, the only reason everyone seems to instantly like them is because they literally look and sound exactly like you, and the SECOND it comes out that that ISNT you? Well. I mean. It's an entire society of Spiderpeople from across the multiverse. There's definitely at least ONE murderer who's going to 'take care of them' or at the very least they're kicked out of Nueva York and never allowed to travel the multiverse ever again

Like. I just. Cannot even imagine like. On one hand you think they would be so obsessed and observant kf you that they immediately know when theyre speaking to you or your double, i'm sure SOME people are suspicious, but, the idea of them just being so crazy for you "oh gosh yesterday I hung out with Reader and they kicked a puppy for getting dirt on them and the next day when I asked them about it they started crying about 'why is everyone accusing me of shit I didn't do' and said they hadn't hung out with me in weeks. They must just be really stressed from work, you know they push themselves so hard, we should tell Miguel to give them some PTO :(" like they would basically be willing to make excuses for almost anything you do because "oh that's just Reader aren't they great 🥰 they're a lil quirky sometimes but we love them"

YouTwo would honestly be such a nasty little manipulator and genuine threat to your safety because once they realize holy shit they really could have ANYTHING, they dont want to give that up. Imagine you start having situations like, oh your double accidentally bumps passed you so hard it knocks you over and basically no one reacts because they thought YOU were the extra. Things randomly falling on you from higher levels. Them pretending to be you and "creating scenes" in public where you're getting publicly berated. They start fake crying and saying you're being mean to them and suddenly you're being asked to leave?

It's this vicious back and forth of them treating you well and like they normally do and then suddenly treating you awful and you don't even realize it's because that two faced POS is literally stealing your costume or mask and any other personal effects to impersonate you. I can only imagine the PANDEMONIUM when they realize you're GONE gone or even worse, started becoming suicidal. I keep thinking back to my idea of Reader needing to wear one of their dimensional watches to help keep them tethered down so they don't glitch out and potentially taking it off and it just makes them blink somewhere else instead of, like, die. And, like, there's just some public incident where a bunch of them become aware Oh Shit You're Not Doing Good.

Like. I have a draft started and I started getting down like a specific scene I couldn't get out of my head. Reader is needing to be needed and the Society has this project where they're trying to make a big large scaled elevator sort of platform for like, older and disabled Spiders so they don't all have to swing everywhere and can still be included, and just for Spiders who may be tires after a long day and don't want to swing and climb, and there's some massive incident where it's starting to break apart spring construction of you rush to help because you NEED to be helpful again, you NEED to feel like you matter, and everyone is trying to band together to keep all this debri and rubble from falling below and you're literally like, have one arm hanging on to a tether and your other arm holding up this massive like bus sized piece of the elevator shaft that had started to fall. And people are literally screaming at you to just let it drop, but you're saying they have no idea if everyone below was evacuated, and this elevator is so important, everyone's been working so hard, you can't just let it break, even as trying to hold it up is practically tearing you in half

You manage to create a calculated array of webs that supports it from completely falling but some falling pieces and rubble still break apart and you're so worn down that you just knocked off a platform and fall, landing hard and even having shit fall on top of you. You're just pinned by a massive piece of concrete and you're too exhausted from pushing yourself to hard for the last few weeks that you can't lift it off. You smacked different surfaces on the way down and somehow your bracelet came off and you're glitching. You can see the bracelet caught on a piece of rebar thats far away but close enough to grab if you shoot a web. But. Suddenly you cant find the motivation to. The rescue team and other Spiders and most important Miguel finally arrive on the scene to find you basically about to completely fade away or teleport or whatever and everyone is freaking out, trying to pick through the debris for the watch, lifting the construction materials off of your body (but I imagine you probably broke something, fractured a femur or something similar) and Miguel notices you keep glancing behind him, but. He doesn't miss how resigned you look, how tired and deflated you sound as you ask if the elevator is ok to which almost everyone responds hey yo FUCK the elevator you're about to like DIE??? And you just. Kind of laugh and say "at least i helped and did at least one good thing in my life" which freaks them all out, and eventually Miguel turns around to look where you keep glancing at and sees the bracelet just in time and his heart breaks as he realizes, holy shit you could see it was hanging there but just. Wasn't going to tell them. You were just going to die.

But hey, only he really makes that realization and you only have to deal with him having that knowledge, right? Wrong. He goes to put it back on you and countless Spiders can see and hear as you shake your head and close your eyes and whimper "just let me go. I don't belong here"

So now basically EVERYONE knows AND now you're straight up in a fucking wheelchair and Miguel tells you, obviously you'll be having no more work until you're completely healed up, and even though that's to help you it actually makes you more upset because like, imagine they give your job to your double. So now, in your mind, you have no reason to be here. You feel like you're completely alone and now your "purpose" is gone and you're BEGGING HIM not to do this to you, that you can still do SOMETHING, and this man is looking at you literally injured in a wheelchair being, by no exaggeration, HYSTERICAL, and thinks "yeah no, poor Reader DEFINITELY needs a break, obviously being so obsessed with being useful isn't healthy, a break from their responsibilities will help them rest" and, like, kind of true but it also just makes you feel so much worse

I imagine YouTwo would HATE you being in the wheelchair too because now people can definitively tell the two of you apart and the imposter can't suck up all the perks of you being the local darling and they're even angrier than before because YT is like "wow so even after all this time, I still don't compare" and vows to basically fucking kill you (and hey maybe they were even behind the elevator collapsing?)

But you finally decide you can't take it anymore once you're out of the chair, those constantly watching eyes and people hanging around you --which really is the whole yandere thing but also them wanting to keep an eye on you so you dont get hurt-- you interpret it as them thinking you're stupid and incompetent and I imagine you just kind of. Blow up. Get triggered. Reach your breaking point. You had just been insisting that you do a certain task alone or visit a certain place by yourself without having an extra shadow or two or twelve and you're just, you've had it, your stress from EVERYTHING is coming out in this moment and you're just SCREAMING, "Leave me alone, just give me some FUCKING SPACE" and you just TAKE OFF and that's when we get a massive chase. Obviously given that they're you know yandere and you're so extremely upset and have had mental health issues they IMMEDIATELY take after you and someone is phoning Miguel and at some point you're literally like, swinging in between traffic to try and lose your pursuers and you can hear Miguel behind you and it's just unlocking this insane sense of fear and panic and fight or flight inside of you. They're making it so much worse by chasing you and in THEIR minds they're just worried about you and think you're just having a panic attack? Which you are but like, from your perspective, you're literally being smothered and you ask for some time alone and now you're being hunted down and now you're just upset and panicking

You have to be literally tackled and at this point you're just getting angry and belligerent. Some rando is like "Reader this isn't you, we had so much fun last week at the mall when I bought you all that stuff" nd you're just like "I don't even know who you are, what the fuck are you talking about, ove barely left home in the last 3 months except for work" and suddenly so many people are popping up in the crowd,

"Wait so it wasn't you I leant 50 bucks to last Tuesday?"

"No!"

"But you and I went out to the mall yesterday?"

"You mean when I was sleeping at home all day?"

"Weren't you with us when we stole a bunch of stuff from the British Musuem with Pavitr?"

"Who the FUCK is Pavitr?!"

Everyone starts absolutely freaking the fuck out and clamoring amongst themselves, comparing stories, and they quickly realize, oh holy shit they've actually barely seen you around for months, almost NO ONE has actually spent time with the real you. Your doppelganger was so efficient and on their toes at never getting caught that the Society never even realized you were basically gone and now they're all kicking themselves as you lay there crying "you guys didn't even notice I was gone? You can't even tell us apart?"

Miguel calls for an emergency meeting with every Spider in the super secret We Love Reader club as everyone irons out their stories and gives their personal accounts while Miguel reviews it with security footage and they start to fully grasp just how BADLY this-this IMPOSTER has-has-has DEFILED their bonds with you and drove you into isolation and self doubt and they're all raving, lynch mob mad. And obviously unless they're like, completely out of their minds, they can't KILL your faker, but, like.... they can beat them half to death though. Like could you imagine that some of these Spiders have been deadass giving like really significant meaningful gifts they intended to you and it was given to A STRANGER? Some Peter Parker finds out, oh shit he gave that old token from Uncle Ben to THEM, not YOU? So many of them confronting the faker and finding out they've just been stealing tons of gifts and money and favors and shit and they've GOTTEN RID OF some of the things that were meant for YOU. These are some seriously pissed off stalkers at this point.

But Jesus. The absolute mayhem if they didn't find all of this out until you've already snuck off to a normal, Spider free section of Nueva York or another dimension entirely and you've just been GONE. Their guilt and realization that they drove you away amd you left to never have to see any of them. You're just like trying to live a normal life in an apartment somewhere and suddenly at least 5 costumed pursuers are suddenly in your living room with Miguel checking you all over and making sure you're not hurt anywhere, hell maybe he even finds self harm cuts, some new, some clesrly older, and they make it abundantly clear that you're NOT staying here by yourself. You're coming back to the Society HQ in Nueva York and you're getting an even better (and bugged) apartment than you had before and they're gonna make sure they pay more attention yo you this time, right? No more crazy stunts, and definitely no more trying to leave.

Ok. Ok I know this post is getting long but I have one last bit. What if the alternative to YouTwo getting exposed and them having to come after you is, YouTwo actually manages to "switch your places" or something, maybe they even switch their costume wirh yours while stealing yours so you're walking around dressed as them, looking for them to get your costume back, and suddenly you're being confront by Miguel and a ton of other Spiders because that evil little rat ran to them fake crying saying that "the other me impersonating me" and, you're kind of being deliberately trapped in a scenario where you look kind of guilty. Like imagine YouTwo is escorted away and suddenly Miguel and the rest are being rude to you and when you try to tell O'Hara "I'm not lying, I'm the REAL--" and he just slaps you and tells you to leave the city and never come back, and AFTER they treated you so deliberately terribly, THAT'S when they realize what happened

I'm definitely not like hyperfixating on these guys and this concept and Spider Reader stuff, what, that's crazy lmao

[arkethamz]

my newest tribute to the wildrp fandom or whatever you'd call it.

vampires au antonio/oliver "crack" ship that i let get out of hand bc theyre actually so fun to draw 🫢 also, i couldnt not make a vampires au, i mean, look at what theyre wearing ! those are pretty much canon outfits !! theyre so [explodes /pos]

also, i'm afraid of twitter so i didnt get to post the actual ship art there 😭

i dont trust twitter with gay art thats even slightly suggestive lmao esp if its extra toxic yaoi. rptwt sucks ong

my antonio can do no wrong(/j), so i needed an au where he's a devious little freak who can disturb even the likes of a violent n grumpy oliver.

which, I'll admit, i only know oliver from wu's pov n not much else, but i love what little bit i saw of his personality that i wanted to take what i interpretted n play around w ideas involving antonio,,, cuz i hope i've already established how [debatably] normal i am about him :3c

i'm a big fan of religious themes, so i love the idea of the dicenzo fam following some good ol fashioned italian catholic rules hehe. except antonio, who would've excommunicated or just, lost faith in God in general after his house burns down with his family still inside. and in this au specifically, he messes around with some vampires at some point n yknow, gets turned into one.

when antonio n wu join the family, antonio takes a special interest in oliver just bc he's easily worked up n annoyed. so he likes to pester him just to get a reaction. at some point ollie becomes the vamipre hunter hunting antonio, who causes havoc wherever he goes cuz he's hungry for blood, basic vampire stuff. and antonio likes to lure ollie around to mess with him, and no matter how long he's gone without feeding, he'd never bite ollie just so he'll stay mortal and warm-blooded.

thats basically all ive got. sorry for the wall of text again, i dont have anybody to talk to about my ideas n im too scared to talk abt it on twt [sigh]

[crossover-enthusiast]

pipebomb

would u like some facts too bad you get them anyways

THEY R STILL FRIENDS obviously teehee. they live together!

Skid has a job! he works as at like a bootleg Hot Topic

Pump is uh... between jobs........ hes figuring it out shutup

While visiting home, Skid ran into Roy and they sort of reconciled :>

Skid's laid back about 80% of the time, but that extra 20% he's really paranoid :(

They still call each other Skid/Pump respectivlly, they're just like.. nicknames at this point. They call eachother their real names when theyre angry tho >:O

Skid keeps his hair super short, if it grows out too much it looks like his dad and it makes him. not ok.

that is like not at ALL all of it but. its all i can think of atm

this au might be ur fault

Omg omg omg omg omg omg AAAAAA

Oh I love them so much look at them!!! Skid's emo goth ass!! I want to give Pump a hug he looks squishy /pos

Also. Understandable on Skid's end, poor dude

Also. Heheheh >:3 good. /silly

[8-rae-rae-8]

here we go again 😭

ITTY SIMON TAKING CARE OF HIS PLUSHIES IM GONNA BE SICK /POS /SILLY

making sure theyre comfy before he goes to sleep!! tucking them in toward the wall and not the open room so they're safe from the dark!! he loves them so much!! this totally has nothing to do with the parentification of caring for tommy

thinking about price who has done everything to get a very wound up simon, who's regressed to about three, to fall asleep. he's tried lavender, making simon tea the way he likes it (honey vanilla with extra milk & sugar), and putting on calming music. little man does not want to sleep!! he wants to go play with kyle and johnny!!!


...who price insists are already asleep.

price sits on the bed where he's tucked an excited simon in. he gestures to the plush cow he tucked in next to him, "i'm sure mimi is already almost asleep. you wouldn't want her to sleep alone, no?"

and simon, arguably the best plushy mama in the Whole Wide World (self-acclaimed), is out in ten minutes with a protective arm around his fluffy family.

--

here's what i think mimi looks like btw: https://warmies.com/products/weighted-heated-cow-stuffed-animal-warmies?_pos=1&_sid=f50df8e06&_ss=r

and the calming music in question is the finding nemo soundtrack o7

-🧪 (happy friday!!)

Mimi <33

And it's weighted?? Perfect for Si !!

They need to make him a plaque that says "best plushie mama ever" ‼️‼️

SORRY FOR TAKING SO LONG TO RESPOND ANON I LOVE YOU I PROMISE

[ghostenluvs]

Okkkkkkkk questions.

First off are the minecraft skins downloadable anywhere? (Like the skindex for example) or are they just here

Ok now uh. Actual story questions time

a) are there gods other than the storytaker or are they the only one? Also do they have a physical form

b) why do you hate James so much(/pos) . I have a bit of an idea from things youve posted but like. In what ways does he suck

c) im also curious about the magic system in this world but if thats too much of a hassle to write down its no problem

OKOKOK SO

im not giving the skins out rn, i haven't even posted episode one yet. but they will be eventually! i can post pictures of them from a few angles if you want to see them though.

question 1!

yes actually another god features in this story, the Talespinner!

this is the god that dexter is magically bound to serve during his term. they are the god of all words spoken, so songs, poetry, that type of thing.

both gods are very playful and lighthearted on the surface, because they're made of lots of playful and lighthearted stories.

but they can quickly drop any pretenses that they have a human moral compass.

like if they wanted to say, make sure they still have an archivist when their last family is about to leave.

both of them are HIGHLY unethical in their recruitment strategies.

[also for anyone paying extra attention in my character designs, the colour symbolizing the gods' is BLUE. so dexter and the ghost are both very blue. you can see in my art of james that his eyes turn blue when he becomes immortal. the witches are also blue, but less than an outright servant of a god.]

they don't have a physical form in this story, but they do in their magical god realm place. the storytaker is less of a humanoid body, more of a giant swirling mass of constantly flipping pages of everything ever written, from the art of war to bathroom handwashing instructions. the talespinner is just audio, but has a very very intense presence. like soundwaves you can't hear but can feel vibrating the very earth. and also everything else. things feel weird when they're around because theyre constantly being as quiet as they can or else theyd obliterate everything for a couple miles from soundwaves alone.

question 2!

spoilers.

but no lmao seriously the character of james is something really important to the story, but i intend of forshadowing it pretty heavily.

but since you're here on tumblr i'll tell you. it'll be more of a secret to youtube viewers.

the magic system is actually not very developed. i kind of left it vague on purpose rn because i may need some magic thing to happen and i need to not worldbuild myself into a corner here.

but witches are a thing, they tend to specialize in a specific type of magic, i.e. stars, weather, plants, usually something in the natural world. this includes gravity. and colours and such.

gods exist, but the type of gods in this story are more magical beings created and powered by a thing made by people.

you can't have a god of agriculture without first inventing agriculture yourself. sort of the situation.

but there are other gods. the ones who deal with life or death or again, gravity and physics and all that, who are less in touch with mortals bc they don't need them to keep powering them up.

@justastabbylilgay

[silvermahogany]

Bro I need to know more about Iolys every scrap of information you post about that freak haunts me /pos

UEHEHEH

ASK AND YOU SHALL RECIEVE

Jeremy and Jessie dont read this im about to spoil literally everything

Ouuugh Iolys,,, my pookie bear.. my specialest princess... my poor tortured boy......

A tempest cleric of Tiamat currently at level 7 in the campaign im playing him in, he specialises in spells surrounding thunder and lightning as well as utility and healing. He fights long range and sucks at close combat, though he does carry a shortsword and has means to skitter away if enemies get too close.

Ive fucked about with his tiefling traits a lot and cat coded him to the EXTREME. His legs are slightly feline, though his feet arent entirely pawlike theyre definitely not. Normal. And he has small spikes all over his body. His skin is similar to a shark's being smooth when brushed one direction but brush and even a little sharp when brushed the wrong way. His teeth are pointed so sharp that he finds them to be inconvenient, hes always catching on his lips and tongue and struggles to eat small grain foods or anything that requires molars. He has to focus extra hard whenever he eats anything to not chew the inside of his cheek to shreds. He also gets regular neck pain from how heavy his horns are, they nearly double the weight of his head.

He sleeps as curled up as far as human anatomy will allow with his tail fully wrapped around, unless hes sleeping nect to something/someone he cares about. Then his tail will wander and wrap itself around them in his sleep, holding onto them tight as if scared theyll disappear in the night. Despite his practiced disinterested autism stare, his tail will often give away his true feelings, lashing when hes angry and thumping happily on the ground when praised.

Hes an avid collector of gemstones and shiny stones, always carrying a bag of precious gems on his travels. Some of them are used for his tithing ritual, the prayer to Tiamat performed each night where the worshipper must bury a gem and pray for the dragon queen's power, but many he just keeps because he likes them. Close companions will often find gems of their favourite colours at the bottom of their bags... though he doesnt admit to knowing where they came from.

His personality is somewhat contradictory. The cult taught him to be sharp and cruel to outsiders, to not allow others to get too close lest they distract him from his objectives. Upon first meetings, he will be snarky and dismissive, but he doesnt have it in him to be truly mean to most. If you stick with him for a week or two and not let his cutting words drive you away, he softens remarkably quick, still retaining his sarcasm but behaving much more like a gentle housecat than a pointy stray. Hes remarkably quick to trust, desperate for human connection, and will do borderline anything for the people he cares about.

He doesnt know how to show affection in normal ways, having spend his whole life worshipping some god or another, and so worship is how he cares for people. He'll buy them gifts, offer them gold and gemstones and protect them with his life. He'll often side with his loved ones even if theyre blatantly in the wrong, and will hype up theyre passions in an attempt to make them feel good about themselves. He seems shellshocked whenever recieving gifts in return, and will treasure anything his friends give to him.

hrm,, ok backstory time strap in

Iolys was born to a human mother and tiefling father, third generation of the tiefling curse in his bloodline. However at a few months old, he and his parents were attacked by bandits while travelling and both of his birth parents were killed.

He was found soon after by a hunting patrol of the nearby clan of golden dragonborn, the Dordeldrons. They were a small village of Bahamut followers, a few hundred in numbers, living nearby in a forest clearing, and they took pity on the crying infant. They gave his parents burials, and returned with him to their home.

Not long before this time, one of the Dordeldron women had recently suffered a miscarriage, and fell immediately in love with the orphaned tiefling child that the clan was struggling to figure out what to do with. Her name was Lorxious, and she happily volunteered to raise him as her own. As he was born female, Lorxious gave him a feminine name in her native tongue of draconic meaning 'survivor', however as he would ask later in childhood if he could be a boy instead, she happily agreed to give him a new name. One that surely encompassed all he had been through, one with deep meaning that people would admire-

"Can it be dragon themed?"

... and so in reference the higher fallen dragon deity Io Asgaroth, she renamed him Iolys.

He grew into a strong and curious child, given all the love and care one could need. Lorxious taught him draconic so that he would better fit in with the rest of the clan, whilst teaching herself infernal to teach to him in turn so that he would feel better connected to his tiefling roots. She taught him to sew basic stitches, to cook simple foods, and to care for the livestock that the village maintained. he grew a strong love for the animals, sitting for hours with the highland cows brushing their fur and plaiting small braids into their hair claiming he 'wanted them to see better'. Not all of the clan were eager to accept an outsider into their ranks, especially not one of infernal lineage, but Lorxious stood her ground. She would swiftly shut down any comments thrown his way and put pressure on the clan's educators to intercept any bullying the second it arose. Despite a rocky start, Lorxious' efforts saw that Iolys grew to be accepted by the clan, and before he even reached double digits most would see him as one of Dordeldron's own.

Very quickly, he began to take in interest in the clan's worship of Bahamut. He would beg Lorxious to take him to the sermons held in their modest church, listening with an intent that caught the attention of even the clan's priest. This interest in Bahamut would soon extend to other gods of all kinds, the library becoming his new favourite place as he researched all matters of deities. From the few known overdeities to the lesser known demigods, he would spend hours upon hours reading of their histories, their powers, conflicts with other gods, their rituals and convents. He took particular interest in ancient gods, those who had long fallen leaving scraps of their past glory to be uncovered. But above them all, he put his full faith in Bahamut.

He became one of the most eager worshippers of the platinum king in the clan, near obsessively learning his doctrine and history down to each word of every hymn. He would proudly announce to Lorxious his desire to become a priest, and travel spreading Bahamut's word of peace and justice, which she happily encouraged. As a young teenager, the clan priest Calrur offered for him to become his apprentice, which he was overjoyed to accept.

But along with his pure enthusiasm for Bahamut and admiration for other deities, Io's curiosity didn't stop at gods of the good alignment. All through his life he heard cautionary tales being sung of Bahamut's sister and enemy Tiamat, and how everybody seemed to speak of her with fear and distaste. Surely she couldn't stand up to Bahamut, could she? He who resided on the great Mount Celestia, king of justice who spread order and peace amongst man. He was surely unbeatable.

As time went on, so did his questions multiply. He focused his research deeper into the cult of the dragon, learning the workings of Tiamat's convent and how they terrorised good people wherever they lurked in the shadows. With his newfound apprenticeship he was allowed access to the church's archives, and he greatly took advantage of this to read every scrap of literature on the dragon gods he could find.

The archives were limited, but contained many ancient tomes that Calrur warned him told of rituals that must never be cast. But his fascination overrode reason.

One tome in particular caught his interest and for weeks he could think of nothing else. It was old and battered, containing more ripped and ruined pages than intact ones, and little could be made out from its faded text. He spent hours upon hours studying it, restoring whatever pages he could and memorising each arcane rune it showed. One page depicted a summoning circle that listed no origin and no result. it simply showed the symbols to replicate and listed the required components. And Iolys' curiosity overpowered reason.

Freshly turned 14, he took the tome from the archive behind Calrur's back, and returned to the church later that night with everything the ritual needed. He offered a prayer to Bahamut for protection, having full faith that if anything happened his beloved god would protect him from any harm. He drew out the arcane symbols onto the smooth stone floor in pure white chalk, poured a small bottle of acid into the center, and finally nicked his finger with one claw to imprint a single drop of infernal blood.

It happened too fast for his memory to retain.

He remembered dark green eyes and a threatening hiss, followed by searing agony striking across his face. He was blinded by his own blood as claws dug deep into his torso and launched him off the ground, followed by a shattering crack as the green dragon avatar burst through the roof of the church and dropped him to the ground. Something crunched in his abdomen from the impact and he couldn't move. Couldn't speak. Couldn't see. He lay there on the gravel as sounds of calamity ravaged around him, screams of terror and the sickening squelch of his clanmates being slaughtered. He heard the metal of the clan's defenders striking the beasts's hide, and the head guard barking orders whilst herding people to safety.

He didn't know how long he lay there. What had gone wrong? Wasn't Bahamut supposed to prevent things like this happening? He had asked him to be there if something happened, had he ignored him? Had he wanted to punish him for something? Had he not been a good enough devotee? Where was the justice in letting this happen?

He felt a rough hand grab him by the back of the shirt and drag him over the ground, a loud voice ringing in his ears and piercing through his trance. Traitor. Defector. Execution. Justice.

He heard the swing of an axe and heavy approaching footsteps through the echoing cries of distress of the crowd. The hand returned to force him to sit up, and suddenly he couldn't hear anything over the sound of his own breath.

Then a cry to stop. A gut wrenching crunch. And the splatter of someone elses blood mingling with his own.

He clawed at his eyes to try and clear the blood, and years later he still wishes he hadn't. Lorxious, his mother. She was clutching the shoulder where her left arm used to be, the sudden crowd forming around her the last think he saw before his vision was once again filled with red.

Another hand taking him by the arm.

The feeling of the gravel ground turning to grass, and then the jagged forest floor. A voice telling him to "Go. Now." His legs were moving without him telling them to, the sounds of calamity fading out behind him. He could have walked for minutes or hours, but it made no difference to him. His head pounding and senses swimming from the bloodloss, he felt himself fall to the ground.

Gonna have to start sectioning this up good lord

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He awoke to a cold touch to his head, and a comfortable warmth bloomed over the splintering pain in his face and abdomen. Metal hands wiped at his eyes, and he looked up to be met with an older drow woman in full black armour.

"You are alive? Good.

You tell me of this dragon attack, and i'll bring you with me for proper medical attention. Yes?"

He gave her a small nod, the warmth fading into a dull ache. Under the gaze of this woman, her head haloed in the dawn light as she extended to him a hand, he felt small. He wanted to go home, god he wanted to. But that wasn't an option now. He had nowhere else to go.

He took her hand.

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She introduced herself as Ornyryn, and brought him to a small base in a dimly lit building in a town he had never seen before. Had this always been so close to home? Cloaked figures stared at him from the shadows, and he clung tighter to Ornyryn's cape.

She waved a hand, and a cleric was by their side. Iolys jumped back at the healer's dragon mask, but Ornyryn soothed him, allowing him to cling to her arm as healing spells were cast and clean bandages were wrapped around the worst of his wounds.

"Not to worry child, you're in a place of worship.

Our deity is very different to the one youre used to, but i'm sure youll come to love her just the same. Your god abandoned you, did he not? Denied you protection, ignored your cries, allowed your village of such devout worshippers to be ravaged. Why, if i hadnt found you you would have died there, rejected by your home and your lord alike. But not to worry sweet boy, youre safe here. Queen Tiamat welcomes you."

Despite his initial panic at the admission, he had no way of leaving in such a state, and Ornyryn's doting quickly calmed his nerves. He told her everything that had happened as promised, and her face twisted in faux sympathy that his shattered mind could only process to be genuine.

She had been his salvation. He trusted her.

She promised him the dragon avatar would be slain and justice would be had.

He felt sick.

it wasn't long until the cult began to prey upon his vunerability in the time he spent with them. They showered him with assurances and promises of safety, of belonging, of a home to return to. He was carefully and meticulously indoctrinated, the spite of his exile ripped from his brain and twisted against him. Ornyryn was right, Bahamut had lied to him. What point was there in dedicating your life to a god only for them to turn their back on you in your time of greatest need? As immoral as Tiamat was, at least she was upfront about the price of her power.

He stayed with the cult until he had healed. And then accompanied them to the next city over. And then followed Ornyryn to the cult's main base in Waterdeep. She taught him Tiamat's doctrine and had him study spellcasting, strict and demanding. But when she praised him for his successes, he felt like the hardship was worth it.

One day, he called her Mother on accident. And she allowed it.

He would come to learn of her position as the blue wyrmspeaker of Tiamat, the second highest authority to the cult second only to the red wyrmspeaker and the dragon queen herself. He should have been scared, but he only felt pride. Pride that she had chosen him.

Years of Ornyryn's careful manipulation and teachings of the arcane morphed him into the most devout of Tiamat cultists with an evergrowing grasp on the harnessing of magical power. He had a family again, people who cared for him. Didnt they? He certainly believed so, and despite the gnawing guilt that plagued his mind day after day and the nights he would choke back tears at the uncertainty of his mother's fate, he was well and truly enwebbed in the cult's grasp.

He would lie, cheat and steal for Tiamat's benefit, devoting himself to her worship and fully dedicating himself to he cause. The cult accepted him despite the dire mistake he had made, and he swore to himself he would repay Ornyryn's kindness at any cost.

The night he turned seventeen, Ornyryn sat him down and ran her claws through his hair with a whisper of a spell under her breath. He watched in awe as dark blue streaks were left where her hand had passed, shining in the dim light.

"You've proven yourself capable, child. You're one of us now, one of my own. Let this spell be a reminder to you, that when you see your reflection you will always know where you belong."

The addition of 'and who you belong to' went unspoken.

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i think thats uhhhhh all the main backstory stuff. Hrmm miscellaneous information now methinks.

Since the aftermath of the attack, Io has a deeply rooted fear of large dragons. Greatly ironic considering his whole life has revolved around them since he could remember, but every time one of Tiamat's wyrms passed him in the cult base he would be struck with the reminder of the sensation of having the flesh ripped from his face in their claws. Turning rituals were the worst of it, when he would be ordered to participate in a mass ritual to poison the mind of a captured dragon to Tiamat's will.

He spends the whole time fighting to keep his hands and voice steady, at war with his brain against the urge to turn and run for his life, but the thought of Ornyryn's disappointment keeps him rooted in place. He'll find a private spot to collapse in immediately after, breaking down and sobbing out the panic until hes able to compose himself and go back to pretending nothing was wrong.

Hes kept his special interest in ancient religion all the way from his childhood and will often beeline to libraries in every new settlement the party arrives in. He carries a bunch round with him at all times, and keeps a journal containing writings of his recearch topics, his personal thoughts, notes on quests and anything he wished to report back to Ornyryn with.

After fourteen years of dealing with him, Ornyryn is SICK of him. Shes sick of his kicked puppy eyes and the way he follows her around like a sad little stray kitten. She keeps him around because of his genuine devotion to the cult, believing him to still be somewhat useful, but is secretly waiting for him to slip up. For any excuse to either kick him out or kill him on the spot, and right now in the campaign hes on slightly thin ice...

He doesnt start transitioning until after being indoctrinated into the cult of the dragon, they oversee all his medical affairs. Eventually they offered to give him his top surgery or whatever the medieval fantasy equivalent and he of course enthusiastically agrees, only for Ornyryn to have the surgeon carve the scars left behind into the style of dragon wings as a way of branding him. A permanent reminder of his devotion to the dark queen etched into his flesh and for years he LOVES it. Its proof that he belongs, proof that they see him as one of them. Dont think he'll be such a big fan if he ends up defecting but however the campaign goes will decide that <3

Currently in the campaign, he has grown close enough with two of the party members to consider them close friends. Leaf, a qood elf bard and Arcrath, a dragonborn paladin of bahamut. Io and Arcrath have clashed for months on end for obvious reasons, starting out as enemies when me and my friend were playing them in spread out oneshots before using them in a proper campaign, but over the year and a bit we've been playing them theyve grown from enemies into pretty solid friends. Though they did just come out of a divorce arc we dont talk about that- they care deeply about each other. and maybe a little something more is brewing wink wink

One original member of the party was killed (friend couldnt play any more) but two more have recently joined, a sweet little goblin ruid of spores named Floof and in the most recent session, another tiefling, a warlock known as King. They had somewhat of a bitch-off when they met heghegdhe, kinda like a catfight in the street. But theyre begrudgingly now working together.

hgng. i think thats all the main stuff??? but i have loads of extra info and will very happily answer any questions thank you so much for beinig interested in him hes my scrunkly wunkly doomed miserable boy im slamming him into the wall im chewing on him. my sad autism riddled creature im so so proud of him mwwwah

tee hee giggle

his themesong

and his full playlist if you want

[reallyprofoundkryptonite]

THEYRE DONE.

combined they took 17 hours and 54 minutes my fingers ACTUALLY hurt. (I will do it again.)

Ack. Uh. Design standpoints ig.

Ned

We never actually saw the wound Jaime gave Ned, but based on several things, I can very easily assume that the wound was very large and wasn’t just ripping apart muscle, Eddard likely had some form of nerve damage due to how close he was stabbed to his hip. The likely culprit would have been Eddard’s Sciatica, since that’s the huge, thick nerve that connects the legs to the spinal chord, and the area where he was stabbed was where the nerve would be the thickest and therefore easier to injure. If Eddard would have lived it would have severely dampened his quality of life, most likely permanently.

In other words, that’s why the scar on his thigh is as large as it is.

Uhhhh… gave him some chunk because idk. Both he and Robert are warriors and it would make sense for them to have actual body fat on them because medieval warriors were NOT 0%-5% body fat having sweaty dudes with rippling six packs lmao. Most warriors tended to be a bit on the chunky side (not overweight, mind you), but they would have pooch on them to simply ✨protect their organs from getting stabbed✨.

Plus he’s a middle aged man, and post-injury it’d make sense to have a bit more paunch on him after his injury especially since he wouldn’t be able to move around as much as he would have been.

Robert

Lightning bolt scars. Yeah, Idfk. He’s from Storm’s End, I think lightning bolt scars look cool as shit and he’s stupid enough (/pos) to have probably been struck by lightning at least once in his lifetime considering he was from Westeros’s equivalent of Florida with how shit the weather is described.

Puberty was hell. Robert is MOSTLY male in his intersex, he doesn’t have much of any of the necessary biological features of a woman except for like. A vaginal opening and a really fucked up uterus that has like half a single ovary. Top surgery scars are there because of the fact that he had breasts when he was first going through puberty because fucky hormones but other than that he is completely biologically male.

And also sterile as shit on the female end.

Eddard is the only one who really knows about the whole “having both” thing. Besides maybe like… Cersei? But even then that’s a stretch since Robert is excruciatingly paranoid of people finding out about. That. Especially if it was Cersei.

The antler Tattoo represents him and Ned. Ned had one that matched on his thigh of Weirwood branches. (Keyword had, it got fucked up by the sword incident.) it was a little tiny thing that only they really knew what it meant.

Robert has heterochromia. The Baratheons are just Targs with extra steps and less incest (in theory) and his grandmother was a Targ so I thought it’d be neat to give him a deep indigo eye and one blue one.

Also say hi to the brush I used to paint a majority of Robert’s armor

He does his job very well

[apthepotat]

the time has come.

I’m watching SonicxShadow generations play through (my comfort YouTuber playing this so extra extra happy bout that)

no spoilers here dw

I will probably need to rewatch sonic generations to refresh memORY BUT LIKE

inhales (it’s just gonna be me rambling idk why I feel the need to say this or feel like talking to people but OH WELL feel free to skip if you’d like!)

I’ve always loved Sonic- literally one of the first things and fandoms I’ve been in

I was like- what,5-6 when I was introduced to sonic?he was and is my childhood hero,I’d watch my brother and aunts play sonic games- AND SHADOW TOO- whenever I’m able or when I was old enough - I’d play with my little brother on our gameboys aka these

and boy do I feel old :D (I miss it tho) and then we started playing shadow’s game over and over!!! He’s just!!! So freaking cool- we’d even roleplay and ‘voice’ shadow and charmy XD

I remember little me thought charmy was annoying AS FRICK 😭 but I love him

anyway then when I started school and I was always an introvert- and whenever I had a bad day (especially my first few days at elementary) and I’d just imagine Sonic Amy Tails and Knuckles (I’d say shadow too but little AP thought he wouldn’t even be friends with little ap XDD)

I’d just imagine them sitting with me when I’m alone at school or say goodnight etc etc- ✨ and that was fun XD

and seeing how this year sonic fans ARE GETTING FED SO FREAKING WELL -

like- MAN this year is sonic/shadow year,last year was FNAF - 😭 snrk

anyway I’m just so happy watching SxS playthrough and get hyper like a little kid,I can’t wait for the movie too EUGHHH

I wonder who i should watch it with.. '^' I can either watch with my bff irl (she isn’t that hyper bout sonic but she said she’ll watch it with me- bestie fr) or I can watch it with my little brother XD

I REALLY REALLY wanna see it in theatres auGHHH I’ll probably come back and ramble some more when I’m done watching the playthrough

it’s kinda cool to me how so many years ago I’d play sonic games on my Gameboy or the X-box with my relatives

then some years pass by I started watching Sonic X,play the sonic run game thingy on mobile- there’s also this sonic racing cars game I forgot it’s name bare with me :,] idk if it’s on iPad or Xbox/playstation but like I remember playing it too!!

then oop sonic boom came out- watched it a bit (not so enthusiastically I didn’t like it at first- not the character design or attitude or anything- I especially HATED how dumb they made my boy knuckles 😭 listen I was still pretty young HSHSHS)

but then I discovered some really funny sonic YT channels- my favorite one and I still watch now is SonicSong182 - they’re so silly and I love everything bout this channel XD I recommend (at some point they were also part of my childhood pf) and I just discovered it again last year!!! My inner child was STIMMIIIIING more so knowing that one of my close friends know this channel too :D!

and then the first and second sonic movies came out AND BOYYY THEYRE SO GOOOOOOOOD AUGHHH I need to rewatch them just to refresh memory AND to be more hyper for Sonic 3 :]

and now college me is gonna watch sonic 3 — like ngl im so happy to live through this and im so so happy Sonic never really died and I never really lost interest in it at all,no matter what,im just thankful Sonic made my childhood,made my teenage hood,making my adulthood,and still making my inner child so happy Yanno?

It’s the little things in life,and the more I’m growing and the more I’m maturing the more I learn to appreciate not just the big blessings but also the tiniest things too- and honestly? It helped me?? Somehow? No idea how to explain this but it helped me

So thank you Sonic :D and everyone that worked hard to bring so many of us such joy through these games and- yeah I don’t know what to say anymore XD and I don’t wanna get sappy

really wish I can draw this heathen/pos I just need to draw mobians more (I’ve been doodling my sonic Oc hshshshsh but not proper doodles)

This was longer than I intended to but I’m glad to talk about it somewhere! Idk if someone will even bat an eye to this but I needed to get it out XD

okay I think that’s all for now bye bye ^^

[lanaactuallyabanana]

Hey, Darling! Currently this account is under full management by me for a bit! This is Jackie! I was wondering though if I could ask for a MCYT match up? (Excluding Wilbur Soot after all the drama that erupted this year) ((Also, warning for some stuff that isn't accurate, but it'll help stuff flow easier, that stuff with have two ** at the beginning of said sentence and end with a single parenthesis)) Not quite sure on how much info I'll need, but I'll put as much I feel comfortable with! Okay, so to start with my looks, I'm about 5'4, with brunette hair. My hair has slight curls, but only on the ends of my hair. I have curtain bangs of which I frequently style. I have clear, square framed glasses, light skin, and freckles mostly on my nose and the apples of my cheeks. Moving on from looks (style will have more description later) some of my hobbies! I really enjoy archery, pottery, and Greek mythology. I love, love, love to read. One of my favorite authors is Rick Riordan. I have every single one of his books. Like literally, I will walk into a book store for one book and come out with 15+. So obsessed with reading. **I make storytime tiktoks, and have a decent following. Same with twitch). I own a pottery wheel, and I make a lot of clay pots for fun, I never actually fire them in a kiln. I have a little section behind my house for arrow shooting and archery.

My love language is very clingy and anxious. I send long paragraphs, I double text, and if I don't get a response in 48 hours without warning I will spam in a sense of care. I really like stealing hoodies, sending mirror pictures, and cuddling. I overall though, around people I'm comfortable with, very happy and uplifting and usually less anxious, except with lovers, then it goes back to panic. I love calling and texting, sending lovey dovey spotify playlists, and sharing pin/tiktoks/youtube shorts to my partner and stuff of the similar.

My style is decent. Not amazing, but it works.

This sums it up pretty well. The outfit that fits what I wear majority of the time is 2, 1 is more of so parties or hangouts, and then the 3rd outfit is for events like a dinner or something of the sort.

Overall, I am a very energetic type person. I'm very uplifting, sassy, caring, and just excited to meet new people. I could enter an event with an old and relatively empty phone and leave with 10 new contacts to chat with. I can be oblivious to things like flirting, but I am very academically smart.

I'm not sure how much you can use with this, but I tried <3

Take your time getting to it!!!! (If there is anything you feel uncomfortable responding to in the matchup, please just ignore it and proceed with writing what you feel comfortable with)

-Jackieeee <33333333

yayayayay!!! i missed doing these matchups + i love getting requests from you guys!! <3

, streamer matchups !

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you have been matched with ... niki!

niki loves to play with your hair

she thinks its so unique + pretty, especially your curls on the ends

she loves to also style your hair if you like that or if you're too tired to do it yourself

matching hairstyles !!! niki would be super good at doing hair

she also loves your glasses, she'll steal them as a joke and take funny pictures with them hehehe

she loves your hobbies and thinks theyre very cool!!

POTTERY HEADCANONS WITH HER ARE GIVING ME BRAINROT RAHHHHHH /pos

she loves watching you make pottery and tries to pick up some tricks and tips she's learned from watching you

matching pottery items !!!

your pottery is all over her place like a little art gallery <3

she also loves your passion for reading!! she thinks its very cool

constantly will buy books for you

"i found these books at the store and thought you would like them !!"

she def has a little place in her house like a lil library for you with new books every time you come over + extra copies of your favorite books

she was def your first follower on your accounts on social media aswell

your biggest supporter 100%!!!

probably has donated $100 a few times on twitch ....

you've caught her watching your videos on repeat on her phone just to hear your voice (RAHHHHHHHHHH <3)

she loves how youre so thoughtful even over the smallest things and she thinks its a really good trait

she also loves how you have so much attention to detail, again,with the smallest things

she also leaves some of her hoodies + sweaters for you to steal on your bed,

she sends you pictures of outfits when shes away all thetime!! she loves getting your honest opinion cause itmeans smsmsm to her

she also loves to call whilesleeping, she finds it very peaceful

SHE LOVES YOUR STYLE. (and so do i, omg its so cute)

sheloves buying you clothes out of nowhere

you guys going shopping together and playing dress up withfun clothesomggg

she posts your outfits on her socials and shows you off

she compliments you ALLL THE TIMMMEEEE

to the point where it flusters you a lil too much (but she finds it funny)

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omgggg!!! i loved writing this eeeeekkkkk

your asks and rquests are the BESTTT

requests are open for anyone and i hoped you guys enjoy :)

@catswithroses