#this is a tad random

[jztr-77]

The cross-over ever

AUs by @honeqq and @void-dude ! They've been haunting my every waking thoughts these few days

[starry-bi-sky]

wolfpack. aka: if not friend, then why friend-shaped?

"Hey-- uh, Danny?" There's an almost imperceptible tremor in Tucker's voice.

Danny doesn't look up from what he's doing, his pencil scritching across his notebook as he tries to do another quadratic formula question. "Hm."

"What's -- uh -- what's with the dogs?"

He looks up now, and finally sees where Tucker is -- standing in the doorway of his room with an ashy look on his face and a skewed, nervous smile. He's got a white knuckle grip on the doorknob. Sam is wide-eyed behind him, and using him as a partial meat-shield.

Danny looks down to the two giant ghost wolves sprawled next to him lazily. One large green one with his head in Danny's lap, letting him use him as a prop-up for his notebook. Another equally large black one splayed against his hip, sleeping on her side with her head tilted inward to his calf.

Automatically, a grin tilts across Danny's face, and he lifts his notebook up to scratch behind the green one's ears. He opens a lazy eye, one that is bloody red with a ring of yellow around the pupil, before slipping it shut and leaning his head into Danny's touch. "This is Sirius and Procyon," he says, and reaches down to scratch Sirius' belly. "And they're not dogs, they're wolves."

"Great," Tucker says, his voice suddenly much smaller and faint, "Love that distinction."

Sirius makes a great big groan, and Danny's grin widens, his heart swelling with fondness. His hand slips away from her belly, and before he can put his notebook back down, Procyon pushes his head up his lap until his ear is against his stomach, demanding pets now too.

Sam peeks her head up from over Tucker's shoulder, "I think what Tucker's asking here is what are they doing here, Danny."

He shrugs, scratching under Procyon's chin. "They kinda just showed up. I tried sending them back to the Zone, but they keep returning." And they were weirdly intent on just following him around, which is the only reason he gave up on returning them. They weren't causing trouble, and they knew how to hide around the living. Plus, he just loves dogs. "So now I have two wolves living with me."

This, oddly enough, did not do anything to calm Sam and Tucker down. Tucker's mouth purses into a thin line, and he presses the sides of his palms to his lips in prayer. "How have your parents not found out about this?"

Danny wordlessly raises his hand, and his sleeve slides down to reveal a thin chain bracelet hooked around his wrist. He whistles sharply, and both Procyon and Sirius jerk their heads up to look at him, ears pricked up and eyes alert.

Silently, he points to his wrist and rattles it twice, and in unison both wolves stand up and pounce. Instantly, they turn into a respective, opaque black and green mist that swirls around the bracelet and forms into two, flat wolf charms.

Both wolves are posing in the stereotypical wolf howl, with little stars indented on the sides. Procyon's charm has the Canis Minor constellation engraved on it, while Sirius has the Canis Major.

Danny faces Sam and Tucker, and points at his wrist. "Like this."

[lilysaus]

just discovered the shapes and pines au and now im hooked

i apologize to everyone who follows me, but i will be flooding your dash with the gay square

that plus the mr bill pines au has me giddy

guess its time for me to learn how to draw stan and ford now

[bellzsad]

is somebody gonna match my freak (getting unhealthily obsessed with different things just for them to go away within a month)

[patroclusdefencesquad]

if you see me walking down the street headphones in eyes slightly glazed over don't worry about it i've just entered the vivid fantasy world conjured up by good fucking music

[aspenaspenaspenaspenaspen]

anonymous blogs are such a fun thing we have on kotlc tumblr, but I feel we as a community have been doing it wrong, so here’s some dos and donts for sending an anonymous ask!

do:

“my conspiracy is that Kenric is actually Gethen and has been a bad guy this whole time”

don’t:

“I know Kenric is only in kotlc for plot purposes but he’s actually so evil and is such a bad character”

do:

“y’all fintan and gisela are actually made for each other PLEASE <3”

don’t:

“bronte x fintan is such a awful ship like they’re literally enemies!!”

do:

“I think umbtrix is such a cute ship name for umber and trix like their names fit together so well!”

don’t:

“I am so tired of people calling umber x trix ‘shadowwind” it doesn’t make sense and it sounds like a crappy warrior cats oc sorry not sorry”

do:

post positive opinions or theories, they of course can and probably will conflict with other peoples opinions but

dont:

make negative posts or shut down other people’s opinions and ships, or just be hateful to characters, because that’s just not fun

[misiahasahardname]

they may have built a super advanced robot replica of their dead classmate, but they’re still teenagers!

i put a little too much effort into their matching pfps… so this is testtube and fan at a new year’s party (which may or may not have lead to bot’s creation)

[nothoughtsjustmhaandotherthings]

speaking of The Amazing Devil as an adopted kid the line "I'm the child that you just didn't have time to conceive" in Farewell Wanderlust hits different

[hiddenbysuccubi]

The Horror and The Wild (album)

"'Cause I'll darn you back together / When you think that you're bereft." "You are the driftwood and the rift. You're the words that I promise I don't mean." "Let’s wander, till the fuckers demand an encore." "Grow young each time that thunder in your lungs begins to rumble at the world." "He said, 'Hey, darling, hey. Hey, darling, hey.' I'm the hardest goodbye that you'll ever have to say" "She promises to fight them all when it all becomes too much And he, he curses at the world." "But fuck all your plans, I'm bored." "If by 'palace' you mean that asbestos and beans from a tin And the gin that we brewed in the bathtub." "And by God, love, believe me, I wanted to play too, I did."

[sharky857]

I have momentarily run out of ideas for stories, so here's a list of headcanons/musing about the Hex.

The fact that the majority may be about/involve Amir might or might not be just a coincidence. Honest. :)

Quincy

Quite hot-tempered and in a "bickering sibling" relationship with Amir, where Quincy himself would be "the older one". I also have a low-key feeling that he may actually care and be concerned for Amir and the others, and that all the "scorn" is actually him trying to hide his levels of concern.

Quincy also strikes me as the kind to call other by either their first, last or full name depending on the situation.

Examples: "AMIR!" = actually no biggie, Quincy's just being his usual, impulsive, grumpy self; "BECKETT!" = did a whoopsie-daisy, but probably still manageable. Hopefully. "AMIR BECKETT!" = u did dun f-up son

On multiple occasions and while being absolutely sick and tired of that constant ruckus, he probably tried to destroy the speakers on the stage right next to his personal shooting range, only to see them back (a few hours to a day later), perfectly functional once again and still blasting THAT BLOODY SONG. At first he may have blamed Amir, probably also snap-demanding to "cut it out". Until realising that what would promptly fix the speakers every single time it's something that does start with "tech-", but also ends with "-rot" instead of "-nician". :)

After that, Quincy may have settled for some ear plugs, courtesy of Lettie's medical kit.

Lettie

Ye olde "getting real tired of toda esta mierda" kind of jaded medic.

May still have some bedside manners left somewhere.

Would maybe let you pet one of her rats, but also warn to not take it on her, if any of her bebes might bite your hand~

Eleanor

Her psychic abilities would not only allow her to communicate with the rest of her team, and also possibly take a peek inside of their memories, but she may also be capable of playing someone's memory into someone else's head.

She may also have protective "mama bear" tendencies when it comes to Amir.

Eleanor do be the Freaky One™ as Lettie would say, with a "tongue" (probably whole inside-of-the-mouth too) to match Venom's, your honour. Can't explain otherwise the need to specify that she has more technocytes than the rest of the team + the fact that she never speaks aloud. There might also some more "freakiness" ongoing under all that exosuit.

Aoi

Aoi would totally adopt Kalymos in a heartbeat if given the chance. Alas, she would have to settle for whatever surviving street kitty instead. And she would've long and totally adopted all the street critters, probably turning the entire mall in some kind of petting zoo because "there's so much space!" reasons, if it weren't for Arthur refraining her from doing so. The reason: no one inside the base would be exactly too thrilled to deal with a moody medic + lots of LOUD ANGRY SPANISH, if anything ever happened to make a snack out of even just ONE "furred baby" of Lettie's widdle family of rats.

Also: if one wanted to see Aoi instantly cry a waterfall, all they would have to do is let her watch either Hachiko or Bambi.

Arthur

He's definitely caught a case of "shonen protagonist syndrome".

I also headcanon him as being one of the Hexes who struggles to manage his own energy efficiently, since every time he does anything more than using an exalted blade he also passes out for a moment. No wonder Aoi can't stop and won't stop to keep her eyes peeled on her guy.

Amir

He strikes me as the one with the least technocytes in the bloodstream, at least judging from what glimpse I could grasp of everyone's face. Everyone has some unnatural-looking veins and marks on their face, but Amir's skin still looks as smooth as silk, only with tons of freckles. Not to mention, the fact that Quincy openly says that he is "a weak, weak boy", while Arthur comments that "Amir's still alive. That's a win" in such a way that it seems to leave for implied that he maybe did not expect some techie to survive whatever he's talking about.

There's a 100% chance of neurodivergence ongoing with him. Was also probably bullied in school for that. On the flip side: he might've found "Heaven on Earth" upon entering an IT school.

Before getting technocyte'd, Amir was also probably not very fond of running around in a literal way: a few NYOOM!s, and one may have caught him almost keeled over against the nearest wall, wheezing as if he had been on top of mount Everest without an oxygen tank. Poor guy just didn't have the stamina for zoomies. :( Yet. >:)

Imho, whenever Amir uses "Speed", there's an air current to match, ozone-flavoured too given the nature of his "superpowers". If you ever had the UNpleasure of having a lighting strike too close for comfort, you might also know what the air smells like, in those situations. :°)

Since Amir is all about electricity, methinks that the same smell can be sensed whenever he uses whatever other ability he would use as well.

Being the techie/electronics specialist of the team, I too have embraced the headcanon that Amir's responsible for fixing and patching up every single electronic device inside Höllvania central mall, from the bare essential in lights to the arcade game machines, going through the speakers now blasting the exact, same song over and over again. No force on Earth could distract an hyperfocused techie from his task, after all.

Amir doesn't sleep. Ever. He just takes power naps whenever he feels like taking them.

There would be one arcade machine that might be like Kryptonite to the technician: this spawn of the devil here.

The reason: before technocytes, he would gasp for air after a single session (fuckywucky stamina, remember?)

After technocytes he may be finally able to master even this one. If it weren't for The Clumsy Factor™ that would probably cause poor Jitter to eventually stumble down the platform. Or he might just go so fast that he would literally wreck said platform an embarrassingly lot of times. Whoops.

Mixed & Random musing

A. Since he may also be one of the Hexes to spend tons of energy between lightning shows and zoomies, Amir could have quite an appetite. Arthur might follow in a close second place.

One might wonder where they get their own "foodie fuel" to keep all that up. The answer is all around and also inside Höllvania mall: savoury, spicy, delicious techrot, if one doesn't mind the smell. And the texture. And probably the way that stuff might slightly squirm and twitch a little as well.

... What? Do you have any idea how hard could be to find fresh veggies & stuff in Höllvania, at the moment? 😤

B. I too have embraced the theory that some civilians fled and some others may be trapped inside Höllvania, in both cases living (surviving) inside shelters, possibly into sturdy underground bunkers.

[tenebriism]

// siiiigh

Okay, I was... trying not to be prickly about it, not wanting to come across as rude, but I feel like it's necessary. Please do not mass like my posts. T_T; While I greatly appreciate the love and support, it clogs up my notifications so badly and makes it difficult for me to find stuff. Thank you for your understanding. <3

[sergeantnarwhalwrites]

Saz The Bear Morpher

Rawdogging it. Continuing to work through morphing with Saz. XD I think this is shorter, I'm fucking tired. Just gotta do the two deer morphers (we'll see if I actually do it).

Tag list: @outpost51 @nanashi23 @winterandwords @jezifster @kk7-rbs @aether-wasteland-s @dumbthunder @manathen @the-void-writes @livums @vacantgodling (Let me know if you want to be added or removed from the taglist!) 

cw: body horror, gore

Saz breathed in deep. The smell was rank, potent enough to burn the back of her throat. The near constant buzz of flies made her want to bury her head beneath the dirt she had kicked up in boredom.

She kept her eyes clamped shut. Nails digging into the ground as she heard the ragged pants of the opposition approaching.

The bear morpher had been offered—forced—to do a job for the elder morphers alone. This mission left a lot of information murky as the elder morphers seemed to excel at. She wasn't so sure they could be direct unless they were aiming insults at you. Everyone seemed to have a different idea at what they'd have her doing specifically. That was one of the first things that worried the bear morpher.

What she had known was the location of her task. A rudimentary underground set up. Where she sat now, even if the wet ground seeped through her pants.

Now that may have been the last thing to worry her if the order that followed hadn't been, "Ravage the traitor."

She dusted her hands off on her shorts, biting her bottom lip as she listened to the traitor mumble incoherently. Probably lost or confused. Soon to be dead.

Saz's teeth sank down into her bottom lip, hissing quietly at the pain. She dug her nails into her calf, trying not to focus on the pain. Growling low as her fur began to grow thicker, moving to cover any exposed skin.

But it hurt. Her nails grew thicker. Stronger. Longer. Sharper. She cried out as her nails, now claws, sank into her calves. She could taste the blood flowing into her mouth. Ripping her claws out of her legs, tears welling in her eyes. Blood flowing over the fur, slicking it.

And it especially hurt when. Her back crunched and squelched. The muscle and skin there stretching to fit her elongating spine. Her head fell to the ground, too uncontrolled to count as placing it down, back arching painfully. Bone threatening to jab through fur covered skin. Her claws dragging through the wet earth.

Her teeth, sharper now, went straight through her bottom lip. The bear morpher grunted and screamed weakly. Slamming their fist on the ground.

Damn there sobbing in agony as their nose and mouth stretched more into a muzzle. Their own blood soaking their maw. Her tongue lolled out of her mouth as she panted. Everything burned. Everything hurt. And the putrid smell of the room seemed to make everything worse.

She stalked out of the room on all fours. Kicking off the shoes her claws had sliced through. Her nose twitched as she picked up a faint smell different from the rest. It hadn't been difficult to find them. And the bear morpher didn't want more time to think on it. She stood on two feet now. Standing taller than her usual.

The traitor craned their neck to look up at her. They had horns, well cared for. Quickly looking away when Saz's eyes met theirs, "So they send soldiers to kill little problems like me now."

Saz was in too much pain to talk. Her shoulders hunched uncomfortably, but she managed to shrug. She didn't want to give them enough time to morph or run. And she couldn't let this go poorly. She noticed them beginning to back away.

Saz huffed falling back to all fours. She flung her weight into them, forcing them onto the ground and against a wall. Their head bashing back into it unexpectedly. They grunted, grabbing onto Saz's throat, struggling to choke her.

The bear morpher dug her claws into them, gouging at their side. Breaking their choke and tucking their chin to their chest, then pressing it against the traitor. She roared when their hands grabbed fistfuls of her locs and pulled. Proceeding to carve them with her claws.

Quickly shifting she shoved them back into the wall. She bit down into their shoulder ripping mass of muscle and fat off their body. Keeping their thrashing body still with their hands. Claws digging in if they moved too much.

Saz pulled away, viscera hanging from her maw. Coating her claws and teeth. Her tongue lapped absentmindedly at her bloody fingers.

[lilysaus]

i thought tad gave up on being a dream demon, why is he taking over my brain /j

im obsessed with this gay little gremlin

@void-dude (hope you dont mind the tag T-T)

[bellzsad]

my favorite quotes from my favorite characters/shows/movies (part 3):

"belle, i cannot fashion a life without you in it." - jack dawkins, the artful dodger

"if you look for it, i've got a sneaky feeling you'll find that love, actually, is all around." - prime minister, love actually

"look, you shouldn't care if people see you cry, alright? especially you.. because i think you look really beautiful when you cry." - stiles stilinski, teen wolf

"love, love, love. what is it good for? absolutely nothing." - effy stonem, skins

“kiss me again. kiss me until i am sick of it,” - cardan greenbriar, the folk of the air: the wicked king

"we accept the love we think we deserve." - mr. anderson, perks of being a wallflower

"not all monsters do monstrous things." - lydia martin, teen wolf

“you want to know what i did to make him raise me up? i kissed him on the mouth, and then i threatened to kiss him more if he didn’t do exactly what i wanted… if you’re such good friends, why don’t you ask him?” - jude duarte, the folk of the air: the wicked king

“it’s not the whole truth. the whole truth is, i’m in love with him still.” - oliver marks, if we were villains

"she. isn't. you." - wes bennett, better than the movies

"i got it. freddie and jj got it. that termite over there got it. but you're not going to get it, got it?" - effy stonem, skins

-> part 1 -> part 2

[king-dra]

its so sucks that yuque is delisted because i think its probably the most well made YNFG out there

[how-the-mighty-fall]

Ok so I’ve only just made myself listen to The Amazing Devil because I didn’t think I was gonna like them….

I was wrong. They are beautiful 🩷