#though flips aren't among them

[fuctacles]

a boy worth fighting getting trampled for

"trampled" for @corrodedcoffinfest BF event | T | 856 | Corroded King (implied and open for interpretation) | no cw | Black Friday, banter, open relationship, polycule-ish, appreciating Steve Harrington moment, canon-ish universe | Ao3

"Was it worth it?"

"Yes!" Gareth and Jeff nod in unison.

"No," whines Eddie, thumbing at the rip in his beloved t-shirt. 

"Eh..." Doug makes a so-so motion with his palm.

Steve sighs. When they asked him for extra muscle on Black Friday, he should have expected an outcome like this. The whole band is brandishing various injuries from being trampled by other shoppers, the worst of which was Gareth's allegedly sprained ankle. He wasn't fussing about it only because a. his mother was a nurse and would look at it as soon as she was back, and b. he kind of deserved it. 

"Well, show me the loot, then," Steve says with a raised eyebrow, crossing his arms. The only thing he's seen so far was a shiny new amp he had the misfortune of carrying from the store to his car. 

Eddie digs through his pockets to brandish about half a dozen tapes, none with a cover Steve would recognize. He seems proud of his haul but sours under the unimpressed stare he gets. 

"I got a few vinyls for my folks," Doug shows off his findings, and Eddie scoffs loudly when he gets an approving smile from Steve.

"That's nice," he says. 

Gareth redeems himself by showing a gift for his sister, while Jeff bought probably two dozen string packs for his guitar. 

"Okay, these aren't actually as stupid as I thought," Steve admits reluctantly, sitting on a stack of tires. "Except for you," he points at Eddie. "You have a shitload of tapes already."

Eddie huffs, now him being the one to cross his arms. 

"Sorry, we're not showing what we got for you."

The rest of the guys start shushing him immediately, Jeff even going as far as throwing a string pack at his head. Eddie maturely flips them the bird. 

"You got me stuff?" Steve asks in surprise. 

"Duh," Gareth scoffs, and Jeff flicks him in the ear for it. "Ow! What was that for?!"

"Be nice, idiot," Jeff chastises him. 

With a roll of his eyes, Gareth turns to Steve. 

"You're basically a part of the band, we figured it would be nice," he shrugs. 

"But I'm not—"

Doug interrupts him before he can go further with his usual protests.

"You do a lot of the heavy lifting, you co-wrote two songs, and consistently charm venue managers into giving us gigs," he lists off on his fingers. "You're basically like Corroded Coffin's manager, so shut up."

"Yeah, you also give the best blowjobs," Eddie grins, because he loves to ruin a moment, and immediately shields his head from any missiles Jeff might throw his way. But the guy only hums in agreement. 

"That's true," he nods, making Steve flush pink. 

"Well, uh... thanks, I guess," he smiles, a little taken aback. "Waiting til Christmas might kill me, though," he admits with a chuckle. He's always been that kid who looked through all the nooks and crannies of the house to find the gifts early, too curious to sit around and wait. 

The band exchanges thoughtful looks among themselves; they nod and they shrug.

"I guess you can pick one," Jeff decides for all of them. 

Steve's eyes widen. 

"You all got me something?!"

"We couldn't agree on one thing," Doug sighs like it's a topic of a tiring debate. Which, knowing them, might have been.

Steve hums thoughtfully, looking over each of the boys as if his mind wasn't already made. He points his finger, feeling childishly powerful.

"Eddie. You gotta redeem yourself, man."

Eddie rolls his eyes but doesn't protest. He bends over the back of the couch to reach for his backpack, and Doug immediately grabs onto his back pocket with a sigh, so he doesn't topple over and add to his injuries. Once Eddie falls back on the cushions with a huff and fixes his hair, he pulls out a familiar packaging. 

Steve looks unimpressed. 

"If this is your way of redeeming yourself—"

But after brandishing a can of Farrah Fawcett hair spray, Eddie keeps pulling out more hair products, shampoos, and conditioners that are always sold out whenever Steve tries looking for them.

"Okay, fine. Consider yourself redeemed," he says reluctantly, and Eddie beams at him. He stands up to walk up to him and kisses him softly on the lips before squeezing in to sit between him and Doug. 

"See? Every time!" Gareth throws a hand towards them "He weasels himself out of anything!" 

"It's the dimples, I'm telling you." Jeff shakes his head in disappointment.

Steve, his arm already slung over Eddie, motions for Gareth.

"Well, come over and I'll kiss you too. What? You sprained your ankle and can't walk? Aw, what a shame."

Gareth hisses at him and shows him the finger, which Steve mirrors while making kissy faces. Eddie just preens under his embrace, content like the cat that got the cream. 

"Next year just please plan it better. Wear protective gear and stock the fucking first aid kit."

"You wear a fucking—"

Gareth is interrupted by Jeff's arm putting him into a headlock. 

"We will," he agrees for him. 

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[ozzgin]

[Baki Masterlist]

Yandere! Pickle x Reader

"Was that Hanayama on the phone?" you inquire slightly distracted. "What did he want?"

"I'll explain more on the way, (Y/N). I know it's a bit sudden, but we should hurry."

Baki grabs your wrist with gentle confidence and begins to sprint lightly, allowing you to match his pace.

"What the hell? Did something happen?" you increase your speed without complaints, though you'd like to know why you just started running like a madman.

"Remember that caveman we saw on TV?"

"Pickle? Yeah, how is that-" your mouth hangs open for a few more seconds as you process the information, and as everything finally clicks into place you furrow your brows at the young boy. He quickly turns his head to glance at you and flashes an apologetic smile.

"I just wanted to see him with my own eyes. Aren't you curious, too?"

You press your lips together and just look ahead. When Baki is like this, there's no point in arguing. The two of you have developed this dynamic of a little brother looking for trouble and the older sibling going along with it, too softened by their affection to say no.

You assume you've reached your destination when a large group of men are standing close together, observing something in frightened silence. You push past them and notice Hanayama, standing casually in front of the large man that's been making the headlines for the past days. Your eyes trace the heavy dents and cracks left in the asphalt, somewhat regretful for missing the event that caused them.

Pickle turns around, following Hanayama's gaze. Among the terrified expressions there's a small boy grinning with excitement. Next to him is an even smaller human who immediately reminds Pickle of the woman that had approached him upon his arrival. His eyes widen as he takes in the soft features and smooth frame. The tiny human returns the stare, although with detached indifference. Pickle can feel his heart throbbing loudly in his chest. He doesn't sense any fear and that entrances him greatly.

"Hey, come on, don't be like that." Baki snaps him back to reality. "I've been looking forward to seeing you, you know? I wanted to meet you so badly! When I heard you escaped, I asked Hanayama to keep an eye out for me."

Pickle extends his fist, seemingly unimpressed by the monologue, and Baki doesn't hesitate to return the gesture. Within seconds Baki finds himself flipped upside down, but he quickly readjusts himself and lands safely, struck with amazement.

"Isn't that aikido?!" you gasp in disbelief, sharing Baki's reaction. Pickle immediately picks up on the fact that you've observed him and a satisfied smile appears on his face. Were you impressed by his newly acquired skills? Whatever bizarre techniques these humans were throwing at him weren't hard to decipher nor reproduce.

Pickle's musings are interrupted by a strong kick to the face. Baki barely manages to contain himself. He's panting and sweating with feverish anticipation.

Before Pickle can react, the tiny human swings her arm and whacks the boy behind his head.

"Oi! What's the matter with you? This is the kind of face you make when seeing your girlfriend, not some random museum exhibit. Tone it down or I'll let Kozue know what kind of pervert she's dating!"

"It's not like that!" Baki rubs his freshly earned wound in embarrassment. "And you didn't have to hit me that hard. You're going to scare Pickle off."

The large prehistoric man watches the exchange. He doesn't understand what they're saying, but the body language indicates that they're close. Are they mates? He becomes slightly irritated at the thought. He wants to know the pretty looking human better, but it now seems there's an obstacle in the way. He'll take care of it.

***

Pickle starts walking away, guiding his new friends down the busy streets of Tokyo until they reach the underground arena. Despite Tokugawa's anger upon finding the escape artist, you whistle in admiration. You wish you had this kind of spatial orientation.

"So, what is it you want to do now that you've brought us here?" Baki is the first one to break the silence.

"Baki, isn't it obvious what you're gonna do here? You know what's done here, don't you? He's picking a fight with you!" Tokugawa exclaims, the scolding attitude from a moment ago long forgotten.

The light above you is abruptly dimmed and you look up to see that Pickle is somehow standing inches away, towering over with a wide grin. How did it bypass your attention? Tokugawa lets out a yell of surprise; Hanayama and Baki immediately switch to a defensive stance. They didn't expect this.

"W-what is he doing?" the old man mumbles in fear.

Pickle places a heavy hand on your head and ruffles your hair lightly. You stare in confusion, unsure how to react. He bends over for a brief moment and inhales in rapid intervals, as if inspecting your scent. Once satisfied, he growls at you - perhaps in an attempt to communicate - and turns back to Baki.

"Is it possible he likes (Y/N)?" Hanayama hums, weighing his thoughts.

"In that case, maybe he sees Baki as his rival?" Tokugawa points out.

"Hmmm. Then it should make this fight even more entertaining." Hanayama continues.

"I'm in the room, you know? You're talking as if I'm some meat on display." you groan in annoyance.

"Sorry, sorry, (Y/N). We'll clear things up with Pickle after this, alright? Until then let me have my fun, please~" he pouts and looks at you with pleading eyes.

The large man grinds his teeth in anger as he's witnessing this clear display of disrespect. He's just announced his intentions to claim you, and this human half his size is mocking him in plain sight. He'll make sure he never gets up again. With a thrust, he lands his foot on Baki's chest and sends him flying into the public seating. The poor young boy gasps for air and passes out almost instantly.

Pickle begins to approach him in heavy, menacing steps. Hanayama raises his arms in his signature stance, pondering whether or not to interfere in someone else's fight. You don't share his battle etiquette and plant yourself in the path of the Jurassic man.

"That's enough. You've won." you claim in a low, assertive demand.

Pickle puckers his lips in surprise and curiosity. His eyebrows are raised and he stops to consider. Are you trying to protect your mate? Do you not understand how these things work? He's stronger and therefore entitled to his prize. Why wouldn't you want a partner that's more capable of protecting you, anyways? It makes no sense.

He gently presses your shoulder in an attempt to move you out of the way, but it doesn't seem to do much. He increases the force to the point he can feel your arm muscles contracting and flexing, though you still don't budge. His mouth opens slightly and he lets out an inquiring growl.

Looking into your eyes, he catches a glimpse of the same determination he saw in the man he fought recently. A smile widens on his face, revealing his polished fangs. To think that such a small body is holding so much tenacity. He's very proud of himself for finding a fitting partner.

You haven't attacked him so far, so he guesses you've reached a similar conclusion. You're probably asking him to let the feeble human live with his loss. He can, of course, show this courtesy for your sake. He lifts you by the waist and holds you above his head. He can finally take his time admiring your features. He wants to etch them into his memory, down to the finest detail.

"Well...that stopped him at least." Tokugawa comments with his arms folded, standing awkwardly before the bizarre scene.

"I doubt he'll harm (Y/N), so let's get Baki out of here." Hanayama climbs up the stairs towards the unconscious boy. "Can we leave you alone with Pickle for now, (Y/N)? I'm sorry for putting you into this situation."

"I should manage", you sigh in defeat. Once again you're left to deal with the mess. You pat Pickle's head in an attempt to secure your safety even further. The large man is elated and lets out some high pitched sounds that reverberate across the arena. He even dares to wonder if his awakening was something meant in order to meet you. That's how he feels right now, at least. A fateful encounter with his lifelong companion, regardless of where this strange new life might take him.

"Ooh, Professor Payne won't be happy about this..." Tokugawa laments, following Hanayama.

***

"I'm glad you're finally done with your Jurassic adventure", you tell Baki as both of you stroll through the city.

"I'm a bit salty I didn't win, though." He slouches dramatically and you laugh at his theatrics.

"You're never satisfied with anything. You should be grateful you didn't end up like Retsu, Katsumi or Jack." you place your index in front of his face, pretending to lecture him.

"By the way, did you see the latest news? They want to put Pickle back to sleep. What will you do?"

"Me? What business do I have with it? I had him attached to my hip this whole time, I can finally catch my breath."

"It was your one and only chance to have a boyfriend!" Baki teases you with a wink. "Poor Pickle is probably going mad looking for you now. Don't you want to at least say goodbye?"

"If I go say goodbye I won't leave again, so no thank you."

You slow down as you reach the intersection. This is where you usually part ways, so your conversation has come to an end.

"Well, it was nice hanging out with you. I'll see you around." the boy waves as he continues to the left. You check the time on your phone and stretch with a yawn. You can't wait to have a proper sleep.

You arrive at your apartment and fumble with your pockets to find the keys. When you glance at the lock, you notice a massive shadow looming over the entire wall. You step back instinctively and realize that whatever is creating the shadow currently stands behind you. Two arms sprawl out and twist around your body. You're overwhelmed by a now familiar smell.

Pickle rests his head on yours and closes his eyes. Oh, the absolute terror he went through when he realized you were no longer with him! The helplessness of not being to communicate this disaster to the confused humans in white coats, staring at him without the slightest idea. How did not a single one of them comprehend that his partner vanished? He'd trashed the place over in a blind rage and turned the city upside down in his desperate search. He never felt so vulnerable and naked and weak. Thankfully, he knows your scent so well that the smallest hint of it can get him running.  

But alas, you're here now in his arms and he vows to never lose you again. He doesn't know where he is or what this reality means, but he has one certainty he can cling onto. That you're all his, until time freezes over again.

[chara-cat5]

lads isekai au ch 16

reader is gender neutral, warning: swearing, mdni

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mia pouted from her place at your table, a mug of black tea in her hands. she was rather grumpy from her lack of sleep, and you could tell it was also partly embarrassment from her sobbing. you gave nothing away, sipping your own mug of tea before speaking up.

"about this potion, i'll need time to gather the materials and you'll need to fully grasp the consequences before i give you anything."

mia immediately perked up, gazing at you with wide eyes.

"wait, really? you shut me down every time i mentioned it before..."

"that was because i was still skeptical. magic shouldn't be used willy nilly on every issue."

you put down your mug, walking to your bookshelf.

"people always want magic to fix their problems, nice and easy, but sometimes a better option is available... for you, your second best, non-magic option won't exist till the 1900s."

"what-"

"anyway, i'm no longer skeptical and thats whats important."

you picked out a book, plopping the old leather bound thing on your table. mia glanced between you and the book, chewing at her lip.

"okay... then i guess that leaves the question of ingredients and consequences."

you nodded, flipping through the book till you found the potion, skimming through it quickly.

"i have most of these, but we'll have to forage more of one or two. we'll have to buy this one and... got some hair you aren't attached to?"

she made a face, scrunching up her nose.

"i would say i'm attached to all my hair, yes."

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it had been a while since you had been in a village. most people didn't show much kindness to a 'witch'. you walked next to mia, the hood of your cloak covering some of your face. mia seemed unbothered, looking around the marketplace curiously. you let out a soft sound when she grabbed your hand and tugged you suddenly toward a table. she beamed widely as she picked up a bracelet of braided threads.

"isn't this cute?"

you hummed, looking at it for a beat before looking to the store owner, a young girl who looked like she was around 14 years old. she were already watching you closely, a mix of fear and mistrust in her eyes as she gazed at you. right, witch.

"how much for this ma'am."

she startled at your voice, glancing between the bracelet and your face.

"oh- no you don't have to buy it-"

"how much is it?"

the store owner hesitated before giving a price in a soft voice. you handed over the coins, stepping away from the table without waiting for mia. mia rushed to follow you, glancing between the bracelet and your face.

"you really didn't have to get it for me. i was just looking."

"i don't mind. like i said, i rarely come here. i have little use for the coin i end up with."

it was payments from past customers, ones you took because it was all they could give. it wasn't a huge deal, you assumed correctly that it would come in use at some point.

"anyway, we are looking for a gem salesman. keep your eyes out for a table, alright?"

she nodded, humming softly as she looked around. she did slip her hand into yours, squeezing it.

"got it. and thank you, by the way. not only for the bracelet but... everything else too."

you smiled, your eyes gentle as you looked to her. you squeezed her hand, shaking your head.

"you're welcome. it really isn't an issue though."

the two of you walked and chatted quietly a while longer before finally finding a stand selling gemstones. you looked among them, ignoring the older store owner's gaze as she watched you. mia stepped closed to you, resting her cheek against your shoulder to look at what you were looking at. you couldn't tell if it was just her kind and touchy nature or to challenge the judgmental gazes that followed your form. you just squeezed her hand, reaching out to pick up a rose quartz. you studied the cut for a moment, running a thumb over the jagged edge.

"how much?"

"150 gold pieces."

before you could even reach for your gold, mia placed her hand over yours. you watched as she pointed to the note next to where the gemstone had sat.

"that says 98, not 150."

the old woman narrowed her eyes, shifting in her seat.

"that sign if for normal folk, not this witch. they know their place, girly."

mia's face shifted toward anger, but your gentle voice drew her attention.

"mia, this is just how it is. it's okay. you don't need to fight for me."

"i do if you won't fight for yourself. this isn't right. it isn't fair."

you winced as she raised her voice, several others looking towards the three of you.

"mia, don't. just let me buy this, okay? please?"

she clenched her jaw as you brought out your coin pouch, handing off the coins. the old lady snatched them up, glaring at the two of you as you dragged mia away. you didn't say a thing till you had left the village.

"mia, somethings are just how they are and you can't do anything."

"thats just wrong! they can't treat you like that."

"they can, because i don't care."

you stopped once the trees blocked the village, pulling out a bottled potion. you uncorked it and held it out to her, nodding your head.

"take a sip of this. i don't want to be followed."

she huffed, but did as you said, handing it back after. you held her hand as you took your own sip, both your forms disappearing from view.

"wha- is this an... invisibility potion?"

you nodded before remember she couldn't see you. you let out a sigh, leading the way back to your cabin.

"it is. i take it every time i walk home. just in case someone with ill will wants to follow me."

a long stretch of silence followed before she spoke again, tightening her grip on your hand.

"... do you really deal with so much hate from everyone?"

you sighed, knowing you failed to fully change the subject.

"it's not that bad. i live out here alone. the only people who search for me want something and then leave. it's enough for me. i don't need endless love from everyone. they can hate all they want."

"but that lady charged you way too much! and then your scared people will follow you home too?"

"i can handle any threat, mia. i have spells, potions and my own skill with a weapon. i have no doubts i can handle myself, this is merely to lower the effort needed."

you rubbed your thumb over the back of her hand, letting your gaze take in the woods around you.

"as for the over charging, it's nothing i can't pay. i have no other use for the gold i get, so it doesn't bother me."

she huffed, seeming to gather her thoughts before speaking again.

"if you don't have a use for the gold, why do you accept it as payment?"

"... it's all they have to give. if they don't have even that, i just ask them to do a few chores around the house. if they really need help, i can't just send them away."

your cottage came into view and you let go of her hand, stepping inside.

"... you really are a kind person. i wish other people understood that."

you looked to where her voice came from, her form slowly reappearing. she smiled sweetly at you, making your face warm up.

"i don't need other people to understand me... you're enough for me."

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hey loves!!

heres another chapter

promise that after next chapter, we'll go back to our normally scheduled boys. episode 17 is still this, but at least half of 18 will be with sylus.

i don't know if this is annoying, but i'm worried it is, please don't leave. 😖

thank you for reading!!

-chara <3

[gotham-daydreams]

Hey! So, you mentioned that Batfam slowly shifts their obsession towards friend!reader, so what happens to the idol twins? Is the batfam's obsession temporary, like would they leave the idol duo alone, or would they kindap both idols and the reader?

That.. is an interesting question!

Honestly I see the batfam potentially using the duo as a means to get back to the reader as they begin to actually learn about them as a person, what they do, and so on! So the duo sort of get added onto the growing list of things that the family ultimately use against the reader. I don’t think they'd necessarily get kidnapped and moreso just emotionally manipulated under the pretenses of now being 'friends' with some of the family members. And in that way, I guess the roles almost reverse? Except the duo doesn't see the fakeness of it or its harder for them to catch since, well, they aren't as 'close' - and may even perceive it as concern since the family have supposedly 'known' the reader for a while as well, so it's only natural they'd want to know what's up with them and such.

Again, it's a process and it's not like a switch getting flipped - not really. From the perspective of the idols, it might just be how the family is - and sure, they know the family a little better now, but not necessarily for a long time. They may have even known about the family before then, but they're still learning about them as people, as friends and so on. Not to mention their own careers and all that - but that's getting a little too real about it.

Nevertheless, at least at the start of the transition they're sort of put in the reader's position and not as able to see the red flags presented to them - but mostly because they don't see it, and since it's during the process, they don't actually get a lot of the threats and so on that the reader did initially. They get it to a much lesser degree, imo.

However, as things progress and the family sort of fully shifts over - focus on them does lessen, but they aren't necessarily forgotten either. The twins mean a lot to the reader, and are important people in the reader's life, so they are moved from ways of getting information of the reader, and instead a way of getting to the reader. Still a means to an end, but in arguably a more dangerous sense. Especially because at this point, the reader knows, and the family knows that too. And they abuse the hell out of it.

Instead of being the main focus, the idols are used as the main risk that the family dangles over the reader's head. The reader knows what they're capable of, the family knows what they're capable of, and only one of those parties knows when they will actually act - not if.

In that way, the idols become one of the biggest things the family can put on the line if the reader does something they don't like, or doesn't allow them back into their life 'willingly'. And sure, the idols are, well, idols, but the family at that point is close enough to pull multiple strings any which way, not to mention more then rich enough to pull it off. Though, knowing this family, that means little.

Nevertheless, the answer is that the idols are used as a constant threat, something big for the reader to lose among other things - but still important enough for it to be notable. The idols are given less focus, but not left alone entirely - even if the reason for the continued focus has changed now and is for an entirely different purpose then when it started. Funnily enough, the for the idols, the 'friendship' they have with some of the family members might even be more genuine this way.

No one is kidnapped, but the reader is trapped.

[pineapple-coco]

Batfam x Talon Batsib

TW: death,

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Batsib was the firstborn child of Bruce Wayne, they would have been born by one of Bruce's many one-night stands. They have no memories of their Mother as she died when they were one, and they were sent to Bruce as he signed the birth certificate.

They were around the age of 6-7 when Dick was taken in by Bruce. A part of Bruce worried that Dick and batsib wouldn't get along, but he was surprised when they clicked immediately and became insertable.

Of course, all good things must come to an end. It happened one day when batsib was 8-9 they would go to school when Dick stayed home sick and that would be the day that they went missing. When batsib never came home that day, Dick and Bruce flipped the city looking for any sign of where they could have been. The schools' security cameras didn't show anything out of the normal, just a glitch when batsib was walking down a hallway, then a glitch, and they weren't there.

Batsib was pronounced dead six months later, the whole house remembers that day. After that, their bedroom door was locked and never opened, only for the occasionally dusting by Alfred. Their photos are littered across the manor, but they are never brought up, their grave sits beside Bruce's parents.

Any time that any of the batfam that never met them ask about batsib, they get the same look of sadness and regret. They are known as the Dead Child of Batman, the one never talked about but always sitting in the back of people minds. Their present was timeless, untouched as looking at a wall of photos, a photo of them will hang among the other.

Dick, Bruce and Alfred rarely talk about them unless asked, but are always give the same answer.

Alfred: They are Master's Bruce's firstborn child. Such a shame they left too early.

Bruce: My child, they aren't with us anymore.

Dick: That's Batsib... they aren't here anymore.

They never truly knew what happened to the firstborn child of Bruce Wayne until Tim was on the bat computer and found the hidden folder of Batsib's case. The untouched video of a 7-year-old walking down the hallway heading to the bathroom and then a glitch, as it returns to normal only the child missing.

The sore spot made sense as unlike Jason's death where fingers could be pointed, batsibs death had no person to blame. No one to blame, justice was left undelivered.

Answers came one day when Dick came running into the Batcave holding an unconscious person. Bruce and Dick dropped everything to watch this person, the only information came from Alfred was that they were a Talon. Everyone had their suspicions as why Dick and Bruce were so interested in this person. Information was brought to the rest of the family months later, the person was batsib was kidnapped by the Court of Owls to become the Talon.

They lost their memories and were turned into a killing machine. Bruce and Dick thought they were at a place where it was safe for all parties for them to properly interact with each other.

By the time they started interacting with the rest of the family, their memories were hazy. Much to Dick's annoyance, batsib would share the embarrassing memories they had of Dick.

Each sibling had a different experience with batsib

Dick had the hardest time being with batsib not that he didn't want to, it was just hard for him. Looking at the sibling that he thought he lost, a shell of themselves, so far gone that some days it seemed impossible to reach them. Yet as time passed, Dick started to see the glimmer of the batsib he held dear. They still held the love for the piano and smiled the same way. The first time since regaining them from the Court of Owls that they recalled a memory of them is among the happiest.

Barbara, even though she's not Bruce's child, she met Dick when the scar was still pretty fresh. Dick was much more open about talking batsib, the information she holds was never the full truth. Dick always dropped bits and pieces of information but never bluntly. It was always “they would have loved this” or “I wish they got to see this.” So finally meeting them was great once they were comfortable with Barbara, she took them everywhere Dick mentioned they would have loved.

Jason was an odd, he grew up in the manor where the majority of photos were of just Dick, maybe a dead Wayne. But photos of children were rare, so spotting an unknown child that had photos of Dick in them too was odd. Alfred would tell him stories of their photos if he asked when Dick and Bruce screamed at each other, even after being raised from the dead he found himself at their grave a lot. So when Jason met them, they sorta of clicked. A lot of the time they didn't even talk, Jason would read and they would play piano. It's an odd relationship they have.

Tim knew about batsib he researched the Wayne family so well he could properly tell you everyone's blood type. As Tim was dealing with post Jason's death, batsib was a topic he avoided like the plague, not wanting to set Bruce off by bring up the first child of his own he lost. But now here they are in front of him, and it kinda is freaky with how much Tim knows about them, but how they know only ways to defeat him. So their relationship would be more of the, "I've heard of you but never met you."

Steph despite really wanting to write something for her, nothing has come to mind at all. If you have an idea or prompt, plz tell me.

Duke as a meta human that would be in the same space of knowing as Jason but with a bit more research on the family after joining (plz guys, he's really smart, acknowledge it). It would also bring a sense of belong as hey look he has powers like they do, therefore their mutations aren't that bad or odd in the house.

Damian the boy knows a lot about his biological sibling and was pretty sure that it was his grandfather who had a part in their disappearance. He has mellowed out and would find it nice having someone that knows what it's like to have been born/used to kill with no other purpose, and would probably be very helpful with letting them know that their past isn't who they will always be.

As for Bruce and Alfred, it would be just tears and pampering batsib to hopefully see the little kid that they lost once again.

[forsaken-headcanons]

This is gonna be a long one, but a while ago I wrote up brief ways I see a handful of ships!

Coinrush / Paycheck - Not overly lovey dovey, but they don't hide they're in a relationship either. Attentive, caring, understanding, overall a healthy relationship. "What do you normally do while I'm gone?" "Wait for you to get back :("

AzureTime - First love. They're trying to figure it out as they go, and despite making mistakes they [usually] fix things. One fell first, the other fell harder. "You were a wonderful experience" "You were.. everything."

AzureTime pt 2 - Post sacrifice. Time still thinks Azure is everything, their first everything. So despite what they did, they believe that this is just another mistake they can work thru. Azure.. not so much. Time also views what happened to Azure as proof that respawn is a thing, and therefore they “Did Azure a favor” and now they can be happy again.

Builder/Shed - No one can tell if they're actually dating or if they're joking. They won't tell either. "20$ is 20$" vibes [I do not remember their ship name]

PizzaBurger - Elliot hates that he likes 7n7, refusing to acknowledge 7n7, but lets him get away with things he wouldnt for other people. 7n7 is just grateful Elliot doesn't actual hate him, despite the grumpy act. "It's not like I like you or anything" [lmao]

PizzaTime - Overly worried x glass canon. Time is happy to be there, and Elliot is,, stressed. But he loves them, and is always more than happy to help. [bonus if Elliot reminds Time of Azure] "You need to stop getting hurt" "But you always patch me up :D"

IChance - One sided, obvi. But Chance felt like he finally had a place in life, while ITrapped only saw him as a pest. [Insert that song Sarah- "Maybe cupid won't miss.. maybe?" "Sorry."] - bonus points if ITrapped realized he did actually like Chance after Chance realizes they don’t.

NoobTime - Hyper x Happy to be there. Noob always makes sure Time is included, and okay, and constantly checking up on them, while Time mostly observes, vibes, and enjoys their time with Noob. Time also scares people away from Noob when needed.

NoobTime ONESIDED - Noob just wants someone who makes them feel like they belong, and aren't a 2nd choice. Time keeps them on a string, easy to pull back when needed. No one will ever compare to Azure in Time's mind; they loved once. Their heart is still with them. [influenced by a one-shot I read]

PizzaDebt - There is 3 versions I like. Shockingly healthy, Toxic, and one-sided.

Healthy - They both just love each other, Elliot is Elliot, and Mafioso would do anything for this lame pizza boy.

Toxic - Usually Mafioso to Elliot- But toxic, manipulative, "Im the only one who will love you"

One-sided - Coin flip on who. Mafioso being closer to a stalker with a clueless pizza boy, or Elliot fantasizing about the mafia boss, and somehow always just.. wrong place wrong time. Or Right time if you wanted to run into the mafia boss.

Two Coins - "You lowkey freak me out but it's kinda fun" - Chance finds Time interesting because Time is spooky. Among other things, but the adrenaline rush Chance gets from getting spooked is a bonus!

Midnight In Vegas -Pre-sacrifice. They all just,, care about each other. It's a little hard to pin down my thoughts on it in this version. But it was healthy, it was good. I can see Chance or Time being the reason they all ended up dating though.

Midnight In Vegas pt 2 - POST-sacrifice. It's.. a strained relationship. Chance / Elliot still going strong, but they're not quite sure how to navigate what happened between Time and Azure. Time is distant, but still loves them all. Azure.. is extremely conflicted. But still genuinely cares, even if he's not sure how to respond to Time anymore.

These probably don’t make sense, but I like it

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I love all of these dynamic ideas for each individual ship, especially the ships with more than one dynamic. Midnight in Vegas could be an interesting story, I would follow along with it. I find all of these extremely creative! I'm not gay, but $20 is $20./ref/silly

[moronkombat]

Hey! Could I get some headcanons about how Syzoth would be as a dad? I seen that you aren't well so take as long as you need to do them. I hope you feel better soon! 💚

tw: pregnancy

Syzoth is ecstatic at the news of his partner's pregnancy. He couldn't be hearing happier news

Actually breaks down into a sobbing and crying mess on his knees

The tears are for both joy and despair. He rejoices over this new found life but also apologies to the family he had failed to save

Loss is not unknown to him and he will never be able to truly live with the knowledge of his family's death. It is simply a part of him now

While he may, at times, feel conflicted about the pregnancy (feeling guilty for being too excited), Syzoth is, overall, in good spirits

He uses a lot of that guilt as motivation to protect his partner and their unborn child

Speaking of which, Syzoth is often worrying about your health and safety. He is terrified something horrid will befall you and your vulnerable growing child

Syzoth hovers around you frequently. At times, it feels as though he is standing right on top of you with how close he is

Truth be told, he doesn't even notice how clingy he is being with you. Wherever you go, he will follow

You need to get up and get something from the next room? Syzoth is your shadow. You want to take a bath? Now Syzoth does too. There is no alone time

Speaking to him about his worries has him apologizing but unsure of what to do. He is just so terrified of tragedy happening

He would really value a partner who understands this and accepts his methods, however overbearing they may be

Now, when it comes to the symptoms of pregnancy, Syzoth is at a loss

It is exceptionally different than the process he is used to but Syzoth is curious and motivated to learn

Finds it odd that a baby is carried inside until birth and questions how that can even be comfortable

His partner would laugh and tell him it's not exactly comfortable and something in him seems to flip

Never does he want his partner to be unwell so he tries his best to comfort you throughout your pregnancy

These attempts are...mildly successful. While he tries to cook for you, he is very much so not great at it

When he wants to rub your feet, he's a bit too stiff and rough or flat out ends up tickling you

He begins to feel quite down on himself for being unable to help much but he will be reassured by his partner

Obsessed with your stomach from the very start to finish. He is always hugging you around your waist

His favorite place to be his right next to you, arms locking you there

Eyes are closed and a cheek is pressed against a stomach that seems to grow more with life each day

He listens and waits, hoping maybe he will hear the soft chirping of his child. It is what he's used to after all

Instead of sounds there are sensations. The movement of your child shifting or lightly kicking is felt for the first time

Both you and Syzoth feel it together. How could you not? He is always clinging to you

His eyes widen and he looks to your stomach, puzzled. The wide eyed expression is...quite cute you think

Through a small laugh you tell him that he felt the baby kick and Syzoth is just in awe of how wonderful that is

He's quickly asking when the baby will kick again and you almost don't have the heart to tell him you aren't sure

Syzoth loves to lay his palm against your stomach. He feels connected to the baby when he does so

He will often hum very lowly as he rests his head against your midsection; a behavior that is popular among his kind

Syzoth would explain that the humming of a parent will sooth offspring while they grow

As delivery draws near, Syzoth becomes increasingly worried and agitated

He begins collected blankets, pillows and even debris from outside in order to build a nest as he is nervous about the baby being warm and having a place to sleep

Syzoth really fuses over making this little nest, wanting everything to be perfect. You decide to wait and tell him about the crib you ordered

When the time comes, he is a mess. He's pacing back and forth, terrified if you will be okay

The child between you two is...a hybrid and he isn't sure how easy the delivery will be on you

Labor is long and arduous with scares coming and going but all of those seem to dissipate when a small but strong cry is heard for the first time

The doctors let Syzoth hold the baby for a moment and he can't comprehend the small infant in his arms

He stares down at their screaming and wiggling form before he feels dampness at his cheek

He's crying, he's sobbing and then he is smiling. Syzoth holds your baby so close to him and says "I'm your dad! I'm your dad!" again and again

The doctors feel remorseful having to take the infant away and Syzoth is basically looking over their shoulders as they work

Syzoth would rush to his partner's side "Did you see? Did you see him? He's perfect, he's so wonderful!" and now he is crying again

All he wants to do is take you and your newborn home, bundle you two up in a nest and watch over you

Well, it turns out with Syzoth being the one bundled up and doting over the baby while you watch contently

Syzoth absolutely adores his child and is seldom to leave their side, humming next to them while they sleep and watching over them too

He thanks you over and over for giving him a family again. He tells you that he will never let you down

When the baby isn't sleeping, Syzoth is usually carrying them around. If he can't hold them then he will put them in a little makeshift wrap around him

You find the sight endearing and make sure to take lots of pictures of them

Syzoth wants to bring the baby absolutely everywhere you and him go. He is eager to show his child the world

His goal is to keep his family safe and happy. Nothing will ever stop him from that

[bewitched-hours]

︶꒦꒷WELCOME ONE AND ALL꒷꒦︶

If you happened to stumble onto my page, I'm so happy to have you here! ≽^•⩊•^≼ You can call me Ness or Nessy, whichever you prefer! I'm your local She/They Aroace trying to run a multi-fandom oneshot/headcanon blog for all the fandoms you'll see below and hopefully I can also write some based on asks/requests! (˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶) All I ask is that you look through this before making any asks or requests ٩(ˊᗜˋ*)و

But enough of the intro, how about I get right to the point and list some fandoms I'll do(and add onto in the future).

Bugsnax; Played it multiple times(even in VR) and was disappointed how empty the fandom was so I wanna summon other fans to help give it some much deserved love!

Forsaken; Gonna be honest, I never played but I did listen to the old lore a lot and like to read up on news occasionally. I wanna play but my socially anxious ass will not cooperate with strangers around... Even in a game... (Not gonna stop me from participating in the fandom though)

Block Tales; Finally fully played it but @starryessence2 kindly offered me an overview early on so I've got both now lol (Excited for demo 5!)

The Apothecary Diaries; I have no idea where to read the manga for free but I'm watching the anime in dub because I need it in he background to watch while I multi-task but I make sure to see each new dubbed episode as soon as it comes out!

Cat Cafe Manager; I played it too much, I need to ramble-

Little Nightmares(1&2); Love the little sillies and watched plenty playthroughs but I'm too much of a coward to play because I scare easily (╥_╥)

Fnaf; Again, too much of a coward but watched playthroughs(Especially our lord and saviour Markiplier) and love the fandom, y'all were among the first fandoms I got into when I found out what fandoms were and I was met with so many wonderful people.

LMK; Watched the show but I couldn't get ahold of season 4 or 5 so I'm waiting for a friend to help me out and drag me back into it.

Henry Stickmin; Dunno why I'm listing this but I played the entire series and got all endings so lol-

CRK; I play... And I like to read through the "#crk x reader" tag- (Pure Vanilla Server, Name's "Floures" if ya wanna add me lol)

𓆩♡𓆪 What will I always answer/do?

Any/All SFW tropes. Fluff? You got it. Angst? Sure! Enemies to lovers or even the good old "I can fix them" trope? YES PLEASE-

Writing for any character of any fandom I'm in! Even if I have limited info, I'll do my best and hope you can walk away with a smile!

Non-human/humanoid reader headcanons/oneshots. I love, LOVE when I can write about the reader just being a creature or humanoid creature that acts all weird but loveable! (You can also suggest some changed to canon characters to give them creature alterations)

Crossovers/AUs. Love the creativity and it gives me so much more to think about and consider.

Polyamorous relationships. They're fun and besides, there's never enough love~ /silly /nsrs

X Reader ships. You're so silly and valid and I love you for wanting to romance the sillies as much as me sometimes.

𓆩⟡𓆪 What will I never answer/do?

Racism, Homo-/Transphobia, Sexism, etc. If you're not kind to people who literally aren't harming anyone then get off my blog.

Proships, Incest and the alike. You're straight up disgusting if you think I'm letting you get romantical with children unless you want the reader to be a child too(and even then it's gonna have to be innocent love because you're even more disgusting if you wanna see kids being suggestive) and I'm especially not letting you romance a flipping FAMILY MEMBER for crying out loud. (Get therapy)

Romanticization of abuse, self-harm and the alike. I'm willing to write about it but I'm not gonna glorify it or anything. If at all, I'll write it as a backstory bit for angst. (I'm okay with Yanderes but in a more tame context where they might kill for you but not harm you which is not to romanticize it-)

Spam. As much as I like getting to answer stuff, I'm no fan of being spammed. (This only means being spammed with the exact same words, you can ask multiple different things within a short timespan)

Male Reader. There's nothing really wrong with it but I'm just uncomfortable writing in the perspective of a man or AMAB person. (Y'all are great, this is an issue on my part)

❥ Rules for Smut requests

I'm not as innocent as a lamb but I'm still Aroace and even though I'm an adult, some kinks still make me uncomfortable. I'll simply remove your ask in such a case but please don't pester or ask again. Some kinks I respond more comfortably with and will simply do those instead.

I'll do smut with plot only. It's not a comfort thing but I would much rather show there's trust between characters and proper safety precautions most of the time.

Please don't try to argue on my own rules. I do these for my own comfort and journey and some roads I don't need to be convinced on because I'm a stubborn bitch sometimes lol-

Wanna see my ocs?

They've all been moved over at @bewitched-askblog A neat little blog where I can post future ocs and yap about their lore to anyone who asks- (Please ask /hj)

Psst, did you know I'm working on a Forsaken series with an Obey Me setting?

Look at the poll here if you wanna have the details and have a say in the making of it and I'll add the masterlist together with the first part~ (Dw, it won't include smut, just a few suggestive bits maybe-)

There's also a discord server but please remember I'm only a fan, my headcanons and oneshots will not be 100% in-character and I can only make it as accurate as any other fan would. Thank you for understanding and I hope I can bring you joy with what I can come up with (˶ˆᗜˆ˵)

[katcoin]

ᴏᴠᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇ ʜɪʟʟꜱ

(TW: none)

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Long ago before the city thrived on steam and metal.

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Long before you or I came to be 

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A child born of the Harbinger, the ruler of all the Heavenly court entered these lands. 

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Though rare, the child was set aside and forgotten 

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Cruely, the Gods gave them the title of the lost and wanderers. 

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That child was Areti, the Deity of the lost, wanderers, and finally the youth. 

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But bestowing titles was a small thing to the Gods, so the heavenly court still neglected the child.

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So one day. Before the rise of the sun and set start of the setting of the moon. They ran. 

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 Over the hills, the child escaped. Vowing to never be a part of the heavenly court. 

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But there, my children, I would say the story ends, but each story has its side—its own flip of a coin. And that's where my tale starts.

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When the Gods woke from their slumber, they did not notice the absence of Areti and continued on with their heavenly duties. 

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But this soon will later bite them back.

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Years after the child ran to the hills away from the Heavens, chaos struck. 

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All beings young started to die off.

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First, the children were struck with sickness, 

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seedlings perished from the scorching sun

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Animals' young perished. 

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Then starvation came.

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Parents were unable to conceive children. So out of despair and hopelessness, they went to the Gods. 

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"What did we do to anger you so?!" The public pleaded bringing offerings to maybe coax the Gods out of their anger towards them. 

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"We? Foolish mortals, we have nothing to do with your famine!" Declared the Harbinger, confused about the humans' cries. 

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"Then who would hurt and curse our young?!" The humans pleaded. The Harbinger thought the gods could only tarnish the subjects that they had the title of... Areti..

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"ARETI!?" Called out the Harbinger, expecting the child to be summoned right next to him with their tale between their legs. But nothing, only a bright light from the summon but nothing came up. "ARETI?! COME TO ME AT ONCE!" He called out again, another white flash, still nothing. that means they aren't in the heavenly court. When was the last time he or the other Gods have seen Areti? 

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"Why must you call after the deity that you have banished?" Called out a young man. He was a storyteller, he stood up from his kneeling position like everyone else. "Have you not heard the tale of the child over the hills?" The storyteller asked. The Harbinger, hesitant but willing to know the whereabouts of the little diety beckoned the storyteller to speak. 

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"WHAT DO YOU MEAN THEY LEFT?!" An hour has passed since the humans away from the court to reassure them that he will take care of the task at hand. For the first time in forever, The Harbinger felt regret. 

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"My Love, what worries you so?" Anris placed her hand on her husband's shoulder. Anris, oh great Goddess of unity and peace. The way they met was interesting speaking of how they were polar opposites, but that is a story for another time friends. 

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"What happened to Areti?" Pleaded the Harbinger. But his wife didn't know either. He asked every God, Goddess, Diety he could find up in the heavenly court. Still nothing. 

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The harbinger declared a search for the little deity. The rest of the heavenly court followed. But nothing...

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Out of desperation, to find his child and to end the famine, he jumped down from the heavens, grabbed an anchor and pulled it down to the earths land. Now the Gods live among us in hope of searching for their child.

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But that Idea soon curroded with humans evolving and cities changing, humans once independent creatures thriving without the Gods help now live at the bottom. Each living in the slums of cities begging for basic necessities. While the Gods live in luxury only getting the best. But once a year on the day that Areti fled, the Gods hold a festival hoping for one day that the child would return. And this is where you were born into the world. 

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And that is where a new story begins...

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𝑀𝒶𝓎 𝐼 𝓅𝓇𝑒𝓈𝑒𝓃𝓉 𝓉𝑜 𝓎𝑜𝓊, 𝒮𝒰𝒢𝒜𝑅 𝒞𝒰𝐵𝐸!

[velvetvexations]

your post on it made me realize that the "AFAB transfem/intersex transfem" discourse feels like a creepily close parallel to the "lesboy/lesbian man" discourse. which i directly experienced. i think that experience is why i haven't been able to directly acknowledge the similarities until i saw someone else lay it out.

one can functionally have the same identity- as long as you don't use the exact term(s) at the center of the discourse. only speak using the popular terms, maintain the "right opinions", get comfortable with occasional enforcement of where the group-border is right now (it may move or it may not but always act like it was where it is now forever), and suddenly it's not end of the world or language. we can continue to say "words have meaning" at the same time as you existing in our space. for someone fine with the trade-off it can be quite comfortable.

call yourself as "lesbian boyfriend" as much as you want. but don't shorten it, and you do need to tell me about your genitals or if/how you transitioned so i can make sure if i'm comfortable having you around. i mean it would be scary if a man was in here right? thank god you understand that you have "masc privilege". but you can call yourself a man/guy/dude as long as you're joking, but if it isn't just a fake punchline than people with posts about supporting multigender/genderfluid/nonbinary lesbians and how hot "butches who are just some guy" are will attack you for being a fake invader.

talk about how you're "an intersex woman transitioning towards a feminine identity" as much as you want. don't shorten it, you need to make sure you aren't making any perisex trans people uncomfortable, so don't mention IGM/CAGAB/SIG or anything like that just to be safe. but you do need to tell me about your genitals. never disagree about the "privilege" that having a congenital condition gives you or the people with posts talking about how important trans/intersex solidarity is and how "i wish i was an [insert h-slur or synonym] that would be SO hot/affirming*" will attack you for being a fake invader.

like. you can still talk about it! but never directly name it unless you're fine with the potential level of harassment you'll get, despite nothing functionally changing about your identity. despite being in that space for entire years of your life. just never clarify or if you do, use the language WE want you to use, i mean you don't want to make anyone uncomfortable or kill the vibe right? if you do than the invisible switch flips and you'll magically stop being one of us.

this is all for everyone's safety btw. if you question it you're dangerous and if you get upset you're manipulative, which means we were retroactively right about you. also if you're quiet and leave that just means you're admitting you were guilty, which also means we were retroactively right about you. it's a very effective system! anyway, please read my essay about how community is important for our survival. social murder and isolation are just so fucked up...... you really can't trust anyone outside our group. have you SEEN those statistics? this is why i only form relationships inside the group. because it's Safe. you should read this twitter thread/Medium article about how we've fixed radical feminism so the group can be even safer and more effective!

(*rotate this with "i'm an [h-slur] because that word means transgender!" or "god i want to fuck an [h-slur] so bad" because they're all relatively common in perisex queer space. pick the most accurate poison because it's all just intersexism)

To be clear though, people who are like that about intersex trans women are a minority among the people who object to it. Most of them think having been AFAB is ontologically incompatible with being a transfem. But people who are less stupid than that recognize that's stupid and assume the objection is to the specific language they're seeing used.

[makingspiritualityreal]

Nakshatras Embodying Planets

It is a less known fact in the astrology community, even among those that have dipped into Vedic Astrology, that Parashara names certain Nakshatras as homes to deities, that represent specific planets. Each Nakshatra is represented by a Deity or a group of them, but not every Deity is linked with a behavior of a planet commonly known to mankind.

In practical terms, if your Moon is placed in one of these Nakshatras, the placement of the relevant planet will become very important in your life, almost as if your Moon Nakshatra fuses with the Nakshatra of how the Deity's ruling planet is placed in your horoscope.

These Nakshatras aren't in any way "superior" to others, simply more straightforward in their expression. Note also, that this situation becomes relevant only if the Moon is in the given Nakshatra, as the Moon represents the native's basic state of mind and state of being.

Mrigashira - The Embodiment of the Moon

Even though classically the Moon's favorite Nakshatra is Rohini and its exaltation point is Krittika, Mrigashira is the one represented by the deity of the Moon. So if your Moon is in Mrigashira, all the aspects of the Moon and its house placement will become crucial. You will also embody Lunar energy the strongest of all the zodiac, even as a man. The Moon is comforting, devotional and sensitive but fickle and clingy if the Moon is placed in a challenging position. It becomes imperative here to realise the value and strength of one's attachments.

Pushya - The Embodiment of Jupiter

As the house of Jupiter, Pushya Moons need to have a role teaching or giving in some way. The spiritual duty here is to practice sattva, spiritual satisfaction and purification from desires of Rajas and darkness of Tamas. That is accomplished through practicing generosity. Relatively the easiest placement from this list, as even a challenged Jupiter will have something to give. The struggle may come if other placements overcome the native and they become too greedy or completely loose purity of heart, but it takes a particularly difficult chart to accomplish that, where trauma can cause a person to lose their desire for energetic sacrifice for a higher purpose.

Ashlesha - The Embodiment of Rahu

For those with Moon in Ashlesha, Nodal stability becomes extremely important, as they are dealing with the fickleness and intensity of the Nodes daily. The Nodal influence can make these individuals extremely magnetic, but also cause darkness and ignorance, that they have a task to break out of. It also amplifies their desire nature, making it more difficult for them to meet their needs in a straightforward way. Using tools of psychology and spirituality is necessary for these people to find inner balance, and a strong Rahu here will ultimately ground itself. On the flip side, these natives may also be prone to addictions out of compensation, as they struggle to deal with their difficult inner world.

Magha and Uttara Phalguni - Embodiments of the Sun

If your Moon is in either of those Nakshatras, the Sun's position will become particularly important in your chart. Solar qualities will be particularly strong in you, such as healthy pride, integrity, independence but also lack of respect for opinions of others. Naturally, the Sun's position will modify the results you get. If the Sun is strong and well placed, it bestows the native with an honorable character and natural authority. If the Sun is struggling, the insecurity of the native will come out making them harsh and unfair.

[interstellarsystem]

i have a question- you dont have to answer it- but how do you know if you're a fictionkin/otherkin/alterhuman? Im pretty sure i am but want to know a bit more/double check. Thank you -K <3

Hey, hopefully we can help, haha. Just a quick thing we want to clear up first--otherkin/fictionkin, nonhuman and alterhuman are not synonymous!

Otherkin: Identifying as something nonhuman.

Fictionkin: Identifying as a fictional character/species, can be nonhuman or human.

Nonhuman: Identifying as nonhuman. Otherkin are nonhuman, but there are other experiences that make one identify as nonhuman as well.

Alterhuman: Having an identity that does not follow whatever society deems to be "normal". This can include otherkin, nonhumans and fictionkin, but also experiences that don't involve nonhumanity, such as otherheartedness and systems! This is an umbrella term!

Anyway, onto the actual question:

In the end, all boils down to "do you identify as [thing]". This can be explained differently for a lot of people, and can be experienced in a lot of ways--but if you can say "I am [thing]" unironically, that's some form of nonhuman identity. Honestly, it's more than enough to at least try the label on if you wanted. List under the cut, this is kind of long haha.

Signs of being Otherkin

There's a few. Not all of these are exclusive to otherkin identity, and not every otherkin needs to have them.

Shifts

Shifts are changes in your perception of yourself, or your surroundings. They can be both voluntary, or involuntary--or even a mix of both. Involuntary shifts tend to be more indicative of a kintype, though. These can be things such as:

Phantom shifts: feeling limbs or body parts (fur, snouts, teeth) that aren't physically there.

Mental shifts: shifting more into the mindset of the thing you identify as. This could mean adopting more behaviours from your kintype, or thinking more like them.

There's other types of shifts, but those are the most common.

Dysphoria

Species dysphoria is a common experience among otherkin. This can include:

Disliking, being uncomfortable with or hating being referred to as human. Phrases like "you're only human after all" are uncomfortable.

Not liking looking in the mirror because your body is too human.

Not liking certain parts of your body, and wishing you had nonhuman features instead.

Feeling the need to run on all fours, or fly, or do certain behaviours that aren't "acceptable" or don't work with your current anatomy, and being distressed that you can't.

There's a lot more things that can cause dysphoria, this isn't an extensive list.

Euphoria

On the flip side, you can also get nonhuman euphoria! This can include:

Loving being referred to as a "creature", or as an animal--even jokingly.

Feeling more "yourself" when in certain environments--nature, some place that reminds you of home (even if it's not your actual home), in the water, etc.

Wearing animalistic clothing such as paw-print gloves/socks, a tail, animal ears, beaks or other masks, etc, and enjoying these immensely + feeling like you're more "yourself" with these things on.

Wearing clothing that reflects your potential 'type.

Once again, not an extensive list.

Urges

Otherkin can have all sorts of urges related to their identity. These can be:

Hunting, the need to stalk and catch prey.

The urge to eat raw meat wherever you see it.

The urge to eat very quickly.

The need to flee when seeing predator animals even if your human body is not at risk.

The urge to take flight when hit with a gust of wind, or when birds fly off in groups around you.

For fictionkin or other non-animal otherkin, being drawn toward certain hobbies or actions your potential 'type would have taken.

And so many more.

In the end, you don't need any of the above to be otherkin, other than to identify as something other than your physical body--though you can have both at the same time. But I figured listing out some examples might help anyway.

Good luck with your questioning, anon!

[desmond69miles]

Was reading the Jacob x Reader with a vampire lover and I swear, I'm tempted to send a series of mythical races s/o and the Twins reaction to them 🧍🏽‍♀️

( just bc it would be funny af 😭)

Someone suggested a vampire lover for Jacob, matching the Victorian Aesthetic and what-not, but HEAR ME OUT: Werewolf Reader ✨

Like, maybe they could be one of the Rooks (?), and they start to date Jacob (don't wanna separate the canon Evie x Henry), but the Twins start to notice s/o 's oddities and discovers they have a furry buddy among them (?)

Just an idea, stay safe and your work is great! Keep going with it! 🩵

It's currently hot as balls inside my house but freezing cold and snowy outside so I'm choosing hypothermia instead of hyperthermia.

Anyway, thank you, Anonymous, for your request. My God, I love supernatural reader x character stories. They're pretty much one of my favorite things to write.

I made it so you (reader) are kind of like - how do I explain this - energetic dog who bites by accident but is very loving. ALSOOOOOOOO I've made you a werewolf that turns into a wolf, not like the Sims 4 werewolves or Karl Heisenberg or whatever you want to use as an example.

[-: Jacob steals the hearts of all of his Rooks, men and women alike. When he caught wind of a rather rough-and-tough new member of his gang that climbed the ranks rather fast, he had to meet you and found himself rather caught in your behaviors. At first, he thought you were a little strange, but hey, aren't we all? He admired your passion.

[-: Evie would like you, too. She'd be the first to come up with the theory that you weren't exactly human. I mean, when you smile, you show off those sharp teethers, and they aren't precisely human (nor is your craving for meat and the crunch of bones or the occasional wet dog smell). Evie wouldn't bring Jacob in on this for a little, though.

[-: There wouldn't be actual evidence - nor the thought of lycanthropy - until the pattern of your disappearance during the night or at full moons. There could be a few ways that the twins find out, such as...

A) Jacob is curious about your post-nine P.M. vanishing and decides to follow you out of the train. You lead him to an alleyway - he watches you from the rooftops- and Jacob swears he saw you shift into a giant wolf before prancing down the street.

B) Evie finds your book on Lycanthropy Traditions and Culture, flips it open, and finds a letter from... pack... leader? She's confused and inquires to Henry about her findings, and Henry suggests the idea of being a werewolf. They both confront you and feeling somewhat cornered by the Assassins, you come clean. That immediately explained a lot of your actions and your desire for pets by Jacob, and Evie lets you tell her brother on your own time. Although, Evie would keep a watch just in case you decide to maul her brother while he's sleeping.

[-: It definitely gets normalized among the Rooks for a huge wolf to walk in and sit on the couch.

"Welcome to the rooks!"

"Thanks, Jacob."

The door swings open, Jacob scratches your ear

"...Why do you have a wolf?"

"They're our guard dog."

[-: Cue the constant agony for the twins. HAIR, EVERYWHERE! Those were Evie's new sheets, and you got hair all over it. Jacob's hat? It's designer with real wolf fur. Henry's books? Bookmarked by your coat. Do expect at least Jacob to buy you a steak once in a while if you let him de-shed your wolf from time to time.

[ranseisgreatestninja]

Weaville. Very good Pokémon partner to have. Fast, hard hitting. Perfect for a ninja- though I only know a few supposed ninjas myself, so I’m not the authority on ninja Pokémon or anything haha.

( @custapandcrobats )

exactly why she's my perfect link! just as much of a sneaky lil bitch as i am, hah. taught her how to flip people off so she'd do it to my nemesis, and 10/10 experience i recommend this for all weavile partners. when she gets serious, she can get some real work done, just like me! i got to talk to another ninja on here some time ago. seems like ninjas in the future (turns out the vast majority of this site is WAY ahead of me in time, woohoo!) are a lot different than ninjas of my time. as for ninja pokemon, dark-types, poison-types, and ghost-types are the most common. sneasel and weavile in particular aren't the most common among them, but i've seen other ninjas linked up with them before.

[stabbyfoxandrew]

Hi Aerie, mer roadtrip please?

WIP Wednesday (9/11) | Mer Roadtrip AU (Part 63)

Andrew leads them deeper into the store to stand in the back corner where his bare feet will hopefully not be a problem. He’s almost overwhelmed with all the options surrounding him but he finally starts flipping through a rack of tops. After a half dozen, he stops abruptly.

Andrew gestures to Abram's bag. "How many outfits have you got in there?"

"Uh, eight. Six t-shirts, two long-sleeved ones, four pairs of shorts, two jeans, and two sweatpants," Abram recites, then he breathes and adds, "Plus ten pairs of underwear and socks."

Andrew locks that information into his mind and nods before continuing to rifle through clothing displays. Twenty minutes later, he's walking out of the store with eight t-shirts and a set of black and white striped armbands. They're not his first choice, but they're better than the stripes that are currently occupying his forearms. 

Next, the two of them head into another shop where Andrew grabs several pairs of jeans, a couple cargo shorts, and a couple sweatpants. He also selects a couple packs of underwear and socks. Then they're off to find shoes. Andrew ends up with two pairs, which makes Abram grimace. Just to be contrary, Andrew grabs a pair of sandals as well and waves them around triumphantly.

"Aren't you going to get yourself some shoes?" Andrew asks, nodding down at Abram's pathetic sneakers.

"No, I don't need—"

"Bullshit. Get some goddamn shoes or I'll do it. And I don't know even your size. I'll just buy some useless ones and make you cart them around in your bag." Andrew threatens, making Abram's expression pinch up. Andrew sighs. "Listen. I know I'm blowing all your money, but you need shoes. How can you run away without good shoes?"

After a moment of worrying his bottom lip, Abram wanders off towards the sneakers and comes back a few minutes later with a shitty, cheap pair that will disintegrate before they get out of the store. Andrew shakes his head.

"Try again. Look for some that aren't made of tissue paper and chewed gum. I'll wait here."

Abram huffs, an angry little sound, and disappears again. While he’s gone, Andrew goes to sit down on a small bench. After scuffing his disgustingly gritty feet on the carpet, he slips the sandals on and stands back up. Much better. Andrew starts to hide the price tag among some shoe boxes, but Abram pops up beside him and stops him by snatching it out of Andrew’s hand.

“Don’t shoplift.” Abram says lowly, glancing side to side for witnesses. “We’re a pair of unaccompanied teenagers, with no one to bail us out. It sucks to pay,” he glances down at the price and grimaces, “thirty dollars for a pair of flip flops, but I would rather pay with money than jail time.”

“Fine, goody two shoes,” Andrew scoffs. Then he notices the sneakers Abram has clutched to his chest now. They’re much different than the ones he had earlier. They’re orange for one thing, almost neon, with blindingly white detailing. They’re hideous. But they’re actually a name brand. “Are they on sale?”

Abram lights up. “Yeah, they’re half off. How’d you know?”

Andrew just shrugs. "Any other stores you wanna hit up?"

"Uh," Abram thinks for a moment. "I'm not sure if they've got a drug store here."

"You don't want drugs, Abram. I've been on them. Not good." Andrew says. Though going without them was worse, for a while. Abram just rolls his eyes.

"I don't want drugs. I need hair dye and bandages. And I think some Ibuprofen might be useful if we get into scraps." Abram says. Andrew doesn't bother pointing out that Ibuprofen is, in fact, a drug. He just nods to himself. Hair dye is a maybe, because Andrew remembers seeing a sign for a  beauty store at they were walking through. Bandages and Ibuprofen may have to wait. He tells Abram as much and the other boy nods.

[quitealotofsodapop]

I don't really remember why I made this but I think I was thinking of potential pokemon teams for the Pilgrim's at the time of the Journey (so not a complete tram because they aren't complete themselves)

Ao Lie

• Rapidash

• Keldeo

• Kingdra

• Cyclizar

Tripitaka

• Espeon

• Rabsca

• Ninjask

• Shedinja

Baije

• Farfetch'd

• Slowpoke

• Oinkologne

• Poltchageist

Wujing

• Lotad

• Golduck

• Urshifu (Rapid)

• Politoad

Wukong

• Infernape

• Ogerpon

• Annihilape

• Lilligant (Hisui)

• Zorua

Honestly, the ones I picked kinda make sense.

Tried my best to manipulate the Pokemon Trainer Card Maker + Imgflip Meme Generator to make this a reality. I've discussed my previous LMK/Pokemon thoughts before with the non-canon trainer cards provided around S2.

Ao Lie: Best horse-dragon lad. Def loves his horse pokemon - probably didn't even catch them, Rapidash and the "odd Ponyta" added themselves to the Pilgrim's "herd". Cyclizar likely thinks Ao Lie is another of its kind, since he too is a dragon/transportation vehicle. Kingdra I feel is a guard pokemon given to Ao Lie by his family after he was put on parole. Added a little Dratini since I feel that he'd naturally attract wee baby dragon-types to him.

2. Tripitaka: Ofc he gets Bug & Psychic types. Tripitaka would start out with only unevolved Pokemon in his team, as he had just been inducted as a monk. His Munna/Musharna is a typically pokemon among monks - they naturally produce calming vapors that aid meditation. He received an Eevee as an "official" starter pokemon when he was chosen for the Journey, but it doesn't evolve until the monk genuinely befriends his travel companions. He is confused by the Nincada and Rellor bug pokemon that attached to him, but others think they're ok. Psyduck is his oldest Pokemon - it found him on the river when he was a baby and dragged him to the monks at shore. Psyduck is able to anticipate the Headache Sutra and counters Tripitaka's incantation when he tries using it.

3. Zhu Bajie: Honestly originally gathered most of his pokemon to eat them or use them in his cooking. Except for Oinklonge; she's his pig-mom (he was born from a normal pig after all), and she loudly argues with him when he's acting rude. He tried catching Slowpoke and Farfetch'd for their meat, and Poltchageist since he though it was a normal teacup, but was quickly outmatched and too impressed to actually eat them. The Swinub (based on a wild boar piglet) he found on accident while living in the mountains pre-Jttw - it thinks he's their mother.

4. Sha Wujing: Wujing's is a little hard to determine as we don't get a lot of time with him on a personal level, even in the book. His Jttw-era team would def be more combat-focused than say Sandy in the modern day. The Urshifu (pretty genius idea since it's based on taichi and taoist lore) I feel he obtained as a cub/Kubfu that wandered by his river. That Kubfu saw him as it's master, hence evolving into Urshifu's Rapid Strike (Fighting/Water) form - it's still devoted to Wujing as a student. Lotad, Golduck, and Politoed are all pokemon partially based on Kappas/water demons, so it makes sense that they'd hang around Sha Wujing for company. I added Lapras since, as ride pokemon, they and Sha Wujing literally carry the team.

5. Sun Wukong: Infernape is an obvious choice since it is Wukong, though perhaps he obtains it as a Chimchar - a baby monkey pokemon that recognises that this Big Monkey stuck in a rock isn't doing so good and tries helping him by offering him fruit. Wukong adores his little firey subject and is a little shocked to see how they look when fully evolved/grown up. Annihilape is a macaque pokemon who's gone beyond angry and is a vengeful ghost - perhaps joining Wukong in their shared character development in finding calm after the War. Ogerpon is an interesting but fitting pokemon, as it's a mischievious demon that turns out to be more of a protector than a threat despite it's negative reputation. On the flip side is Pecharunt - the Peach pokemon, which I feel Wukong more so helps Ogerpon defeat rather than catch. Pecharunt is almost a manifestation of how seeking power and immortality poisoned Wukong's life and relationships, and he hates that it's ultimately just a baby. In absence of legendaries, Wukong would have all the horsey pokemon, esp Mudsdale. Liligant is also an interesting pokemon as it's a "noble onion" - perhaps a Noble pokemon recognising a fellow royal? It's also a vegetable not allowed be consumed by buddhists XD. The Zorua is obvious - Wukong is a shapeshifter, and the little fox demon reminds him of Macaque... that is if it *isn't* already Macaque thinking he's being smart disguising himself as a Pokémon.

ty for sending these ideas in btw!