#what is a star goat u ask

[m-ayo-o]

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zodiac event : reader x 21+ CAPRICORN MEGUMI FUSHIGURO ♑︎ genre : fluff, discussing horoscopes note : this one isn't reader oriented but the rest hopefully will be a little :3 thank u for sending rqs + waiting! wc : 1k

“Megumiiii~?”

You call his name while he sits snugly on a comfy chair in your living room. He doesn't even look up from his book to grunt his reply- he already knows you're A, going to ask for a favour or B, say something kind of dumb.

“Mm?”

You sit between his legs, draping your arms over his knees, waiting to see if he'll even put his book down.

“Do you know your star sign?”

There's a little pause– his eyes shift from side to side.

“No”

“Well, I thought it could be fun… to look at ours together?”

He graces you with a mild Fushiguro glare, followed by a slight eyebrow raise.

“Did you?”

You get a little huff now, like you're interrupting him unnecessarily.

~

With a little coaxing, and promising that it won't take too long, you're kneeling on the carpet between his legs with your astrology book spread open.

You flick through the pages, showing him all the mystical signs, their associated creatures and enchanting descriptions.

It's safe to say that he is showing very little interest in the information thus far– you look up at him now and then to witness that vacant stare, as if he's busy plotting how he'll make you pay for wasting his time.

Then you find the page you're looking for, opening the book wide to show him the mythical sea goat that you're getting quite excited about. It is pretty cute.

“Capricorn!! This is you, Megumi!”

You beam, now sitting up to clamber onto his lap. He invites you in, circling his arms around your waist with the book propped on your knees so you can both see.

All the diagrams and charts are just so interesting and magical to you.

“And what do Capricorns do?”

He indulges you, holding you close, seemingly enjoying the heat from your body more than anything else.

“So,” you start reading through, finding a section listing the traits of the sign, “they're dedicated, hard working, logical…”

Of course, none of this is news to you.

“Intense,” you give him a coy smile, which earns you an eye roll. Not even a little smile.

“Stubborn,” you nod, insisting that he look at the page, as if for proof.

You skim to a section listing their worst traits, tracing your index finger over the words.

“Unimaginative,” your eyes shift to his after each addition, “critical–” you pause, feeling a little hesitant to say this last one, “unemotional.”

You know he really does put in a marked effort to show you how he's feeling. Telling you is another matter entirely. But you have learned, through his actions you can read him. It was slow, and you have disagreements, sure, but you're gradually coming to understand each other's language.

His glaring has got a bit more intense than earlier, black brows starting to arch into a frown.

“Don't you think that's enough about Capricorns?”

“No, no–” he tries to take the book from you but you're intent on finishing his page, “we didn't get to the best part!!”

“And what might that be?”

He releases the book again after you give him your best pouty face that makes him all soft.

“Capricorns in love”

“But I already know–”

You give him a peck on the cheek, which makes him melt a little more. He sighs deeply and lets you continue.

You skim to the section that specifically refers to Capricorn men in romantic relationships.

“When he dates– he– seeks a– mate!!”

You read aloud parts that make you giggle.

“He can be shy, but incredibly romantic~” you hum with pleasure, knowing this to be completely true.

And you come to a section that makes you blush and pause for a moment. He tilts his head away from your neck and peers down at the book.

“What's the matter, you want me to read this bit?”

“Um–” it's got you flustered.

“Capricorn men have strong sexual stamina.”

You can't deny it.

You see a little smile tug at his lips. You think he might like this part. He reads the rest aloud, telling you all about the sensual and passionate love making tendencies of his sign, and by the time he's done your face is pink from the bridge of your nose to the tip of your ears.

“What do you think?”

He whispers into the shell of your ear, being overly seductive on purpose just to wind you up.

“You think that's right?”

He sucks on your earlobe and places a few warm kisses on your neck. He swears you're about to burst into flames, or melt into some kind of fiery magma, with how hot you're getting.

“Y-yes- I knew that anyway–”

“That's what I was telling you, sweetheart. This book is a waste of time–”

He slips it out of your hands and closes it, carefully placing it on the coffee table.

He turns back to you with a little smile, bringing his lips to yours and slowly showing you all of those deep and romantic behaviours you were just reading about. Everything he does for you shows you that, without a doubt, he is utterly infatuated. And, he may not say it right now, but he's willing to take this all the way. He sees a future with you.

But you're happy with the unwavering support, the protection, how you can rely on him, and how open he's become with you. It makes you feel so lucky that you get to see so many sides of him, and you swear you'll never take it for granted.

You're happy that you can trust every word that he speaks.

And when he tells you he loves you, you know he means it.

megumi | m.list | zodiac event

[r0tting-rat]

DCA PROMPTOBER 2024

I'm finally not sick anymore! Yeppee! Enjoy some fluff now (btw this Moon can be interpreted as an android or as a human, idk you choose, I just wanted to write something with the human design I made for him)

Day 12 - Carousel

Pairing: Human/Android!Moon x GN reader Warning: None Words: 2700+ Summary: Moon asked you out on a date (u lucky bastard)

The night breeze was cold as ice, it froze the blood in your veins and made you violently shiver in your winter coat, but despite the polar temperature your heart had never felt warmer. Moon had asked you to go on a date with him and for the last 3 hours you had been roaming around aimlessly in your house, trembling with excitement, struggling to find the right outfit, the right accessories, the right words to speak and thank him. You had gotten ready very early and ended up having to wait for the hour to pass with nothing to do, staring at your TV without actually looking at any of the movies that were being broadcasted in occasion for the winter holidays, so at some point you decided to simply get out and wait for your date outside your house. Bad mistake, considering the temperature outside, but at least you were going to see him as soon as his car pulled up into your driveway. 

The night had long befallen the small town, everyone was cuddled cozily in their homes and no sound could be heard in the streets except for the rumblings of the few cars that still wandered deep into the evening. Hurricane had never been famous for its events, there was just one mall and a kids playground, so you weren’t sure where Moon was going to take you. He was a bizarre guy, so you couldn’t really rule out any possibility. He had told you about some of the excursions he had come with his brother and they did the weirdest things, from going climbing with goats on a random Tuesday to visiting a museum on the history of Monopoly the day after. 

You looked at your watch; it was around midnight, so Moon was about to come in… half an hour. Shit, the guy also gave you the weirdest hours to meet up. He was a night owl, so you’d wake up in the morning to go to work with fresh memes he had sent to you during the night. 

With your big surprise a car suddenly stopped right in front of your driveway, loudly breaking like the driver had almost missed the house, and an absolutely adorable Moon came out in a hurry. Seeing you, his eyes widened in surprise. 

-Shit, I’m… Hi! W-Why are you already outside?!- he asked, breathing heavily. He was dressed in dark cargo jeans, a button up covered in stars of many shapes and sizes and a long winter coat. With it he was wearing a black belt to accentuate his nice waist, his usual beanie and a dark blue scarf. You noticed he was hiding something behind his back. 

-Hi, I… I was getting bored waiting inside,- you smiled, walking closer to him, -Hope you don’t mind.-

-N-No! No, absolutely not, it’s just that you must be freezing!- one of his hands came to grab one of yours, attempting to warm your cold fingers, while the other stayed behind his back. What was he hiding you didn’t know, but you suddenly wanted to thank the weather because Moon had never looked so beautiful. His nose was red, just like his cheeks, and his eyes looked bright in the night. You observed the few freckles that dusted his nose—Moon’s skin was dark, but almost half of his face was as white as milk due to the vitiligo, so you could make out some of the dots that you always dreamed of kissing on his beautiful face.

-You look amazing,- he whispered, pulling you close to his body, and you would have complimented him back if he hadn’t interrupted you, -I came early because I wanted to surprise you.-

-Really?- you giggled, throwing your arms behind his neck and brushing your nose against his.

-Yes. my plan was to sneak to your door, ring your doorbell,- his breath was hot on your lips, ghosting over your skin, temping as ever, -Then sneak away before you could open.-

-Why?- you asked, confused but intrigued.

-So I could get in through a window or something while you were distracted,- he replied, -You know, like people do in movies.-

-You mean like serial killers do?- you laughed, parting enough from his hug so you could look as his smile, -Like fucking Ghostface or something? Am I going out with a psycho?-

-Oh, no, Comet! I’m actually a very romantic person,- he said, revealing what he was hiding behind his back; a bouquet of blue, purple and white moonflowers. 

-Y-You’re not serious!- you gasped, looking at the flowers presented in front of you, -You didn’t…!-

-I did,- he said with a sly smile, looking proud of himself, -Now, what’s your favorite scary movie?-

Moon tried to kiss you but you swiftly pulled away, laughing, running away from him and to his car. He tried to follow, but almost slipped on the frozen grass of your yard. 

-Careful!- you laughed, getting into the passenger seat of his car, -The flowers will have to wait before I put them in a vase, I want to know what you have set up for me.-

-Oh, I promise you will like it,- he said, finally regaining his balance enough to wobble to the car and slip in, -It’s a beautiful place, I discovered it last week.-  

-Are you gonna tell me anything else?- you asked, leaning closer to tease him, but this time he was the one to push you away. 

-Nope, stay put and behave now, you animal.- 

☆

The gates of the abandoned amusement park were rusty, bent and old, looking like relics of an old and forgotten time, when joy and laughs were the norm in that damned city. Now very few people lived in Hurricane, but you and Moon still managed to cut out a piece for you to live in and have fun, away from the problems of daily life. You have had a crush on him for months, never gaining enough courage to turn your friendly teasing and flirting into a reality, but one day he had surprised you first, asking you to go on a date with him. If you hadn’t known him for almost a year already, you would have never accepted meeting someone at midnight and following them into an unspecified second location, but Moon… was Moon, and he and his brother were the most amazing people you had ever met. 

You stared up at the gates, which were already open and inviting you to come in, feeling both amazed and a little scared. You turned to look at Moon.

-Are you serious?- you asked, still holding on your bouquet like an anchor, -What if there’s someone else inside?!-

There could be all kinds of dangerous people hiding in there, the whole park had fallen into ruin more than a decade before and even the cops didn’t come to check anymore, it was completely abandoned. People weren’t even the biggest problem! You looked through the bars of the gate, at the old mirror maze, at the haunted house and ferris wheel, thinking about all the things that could break, fall, and injure…

-Hey,- Moon hugged you from behind, bringing you away from your thoughts, -There’s nothing you have to worry about, this place has been forgotten by almost anyone, not even junkies come here. Also, we don’t care about any of those stupid places right now, because our aim is…-

One of his hands held one of yours and brought it up in front of your eyes, proceeding to use your finger to point to a place far on your right. Detached from all the rest, almost alone in all of its glory, stood the most beautiful vintage carousel you had ever seen in your life. 

-Right there,- said Moon, -That’s where we’ll go.-

You gasped, beginning to walk towards it, but the man behind you stopped you before you could take another step. He tugged you by the sleeve of your jacket, pulling you back into his warm and welcoming arms. 

-Don’t you forget something?- he said, pointing at his lips, -Like showing your gratitude to a certain someone?-

Smirking, you got on your tiptoes so your lips could brush against his, chapped in the cold night air. You were still trembling, but not for the cold. 

-I’ll consider if I should thank you after the end of this date,- you whispered, -Promise.-

Letting you go, Moon threw his head back and laughed loudly. Between you and him things had always been in that way, and honestly, you wouldn’t trade it for anything in the world. The constant banter kept your heart ablaze 24/7, making you burn even hotter for him every day.

Hurrying down the paved street of the abandoned park, you slid past old ticket booths, food stalls and random attractions, ignoring everything and focusing on the carousel only. Your eyes didn’t leave it for one second, and the closer you got the more you fell in love with it. The carousel was much bigger than you had first imagined; silver and blue, covered in tinted glass and beautiful vintage decoration, with pictures of animals, children and jesters running and dancing around with joy. The colors had long faded, the blue had taken a more cerulean tint and many of the glasses were shattered or rusted, but it all added to his magnificent aura. The carousel had two floors; a lower one, with white and black horses towing large and luxurious chariots, and a higher one which you could get access by a flight of stairs. Up you saw cats, fishes and bunnies of the same size as the horses. 

-Moon, this…- you gawked at the spectacle before you, mesmerized, -This is beautiful!-

-I had a very similar reaction the first time I had seen it,- Moon smiled, looking down at you, -It truly is the most beautiful thing in existence, yeah?-

His eyes were soft, gentle, full of love. With their heat you feared they were going to melt your heart and turn it into a puddle of indistinguishable mass at the bottom of your stomach, so you turned your head away. In response, one of Moon’s hands sneaked up to your head and ruffled your hair, ruining the lovely moment, because of course he had to do something like that.

-Go and choose a horse, okay? The most beautiful one,- he nodded towards the carousel, -I’ll join you in just a second.- 

For a second you wondered what he was planning to do, but excitement quickly distracted you from your previous thoughts and brought you back to the sight before your eyes. Giggling, you did as Moon had asked, jumping on the carousel and looking at each of the animals, admiring their faded mane and missing ears. With their peeled eyes the horses looked rather creepy, they made you feel like they were staring directly at you, but for some reason you didn’t feel scared. It could be that Moon was close to you, so you had nothing to fear about, but their bared teeth looked more like smiles under the moonlit sky rather than grins. 

You found a big horse with a beautiful dappled cloak, black and white, and when you looked into its eyes you saw that his muzzle had survived the challenges of the winds and rain, proudly showing smart and shining eyes which held a kind and joyful expression. You decided that this mightful steed was going to be your ride for the night, so you hopped on, making sure that your jacket covered your freezing ass before checking your bouquet of flowers. Everything seemed still in order, so you patiently waited for Moon, who was nowhere in sight. 

Turning around, you looked behind you and even up at the second floor of the carousel, but the dark-skinned man was nowhere to be seen. Worried, you began to call his name, but no answer followed. Right as your heart was beginning to grow filled with fear and you decided to jump down the fake horse to go look for him, the lights of the carousel flickered to life around you and a distorted music began to play from the speakers. Startled, your head snapped from one side to the other, trying to make out what was happening, but then the ride began to move under you and you screamed. Your feet lost footing as the horse went up, into the air, before slowly beginning a gradual descent towards the ground. The entire ride was moving, humming a gentle and festive motif in a voice which hadn’t been used in many years, and while some of the light bulbs decorating the carousel had stopped working, most were in good enough conditions to blind you, searing a shadow into your retina.

-Do you like it?- screamed Moon, who was looking at you from the ground, pleased.

-You bastard!- you yelled back, -Come here right now!-

What the fuck had he done?! The man jumped onto the moving carousel and began to move through the animated animals, dodging hooves and tails, slowly making his way to you with a wide grin on his face.

-Did you do this?- you asked as soon as he was close enough so you didn’t have to scream over the music. Moon nodded, and you swore you would have slapped and kissed him at the same time, hadn’t you been holding on the plastic ears of your horse. -How?! How did you…?-

You couldn’t form coherent sentences anymore, that man had just killed your brain and turned it into soup, nothing you could say would have conveyed every emotion you felt in that moment.

-I found a way yo restart it just yesterday,- explained Moon, hanging from the pole attached to your horse’s back for support, -The moment I learned it could still sing, I thought it was finally worthy enough for you to see.-

A smile opened on your lips and you had to fight back some tears, but you still managed to speak. 

-I would have loved it anyway.-

-I know, but I want only the best for my Comet.- Moon’s hand rested on your cheek, pulling your face closer to his, -I would bring this entire park back to life if you just told me to do so.-

The night was cold, the horse you were sitting on was cold, but your face and hands were feverish. Even Moon’s skin, which was usually freezing for your standards, felt hot under your fingertips when you brought him closer as well. You kissed his lips, lulled by the gentle movements of the carousel, and enjoyed the music surrounding you like a blanket. Moon’s lips felt right on yours, tasted right, like they belonged on yours, so when you had to pull away to breath you felt the immediate urge to kiss him once more.

-Do I have to make a miracle of engineering every time I want a kiss from you?- Moon asked, breathing heavily after the long kiss, ruining the perfect moment with another one of his dumb jokes, -Because, I mean, it’s not as easy as I made it out to be! It took me a lot, you know?-

-Oh, shut the fuck up, please!- you laughed, grabbing his scarf and pretending to tighten it around his throat. 

-Make me,- he teased, grabbing the back of your head and pulling you in another kiss. 

The carousel must have finished its ride, because the horse both of you had been holding on slowly began to stop moving and the platform under your feet came to a stop, but the lights and the music only dimmed. 

The entire park was quiet, lonely, but your little carousel was as good as new. On it, you and Moon hummed its music and danced to the rhythm, holding one in the arms of the other, with your head resting on his chest and his hands around your waist. You danced on the still carousel, forgetting the world outside, only conscious of the present you were holding in your hands, living in the moment like the night could never turn to day. 

When you were with Moon, at least, the nights would always be endless, like a never ending dream, like his sole presence could make you fall into a coma and bring you into a land of love and beauty. Moon was your personal Morpheus, your Sandman, and you loved him more than anything in this wretched earth.

[solaneceae]

blind devotion

a team bolas oneshot. codebreakers-centric (philza and étoiles) (read on ao3) found family, ambiguous relationships, fluff @apthotiosis tagging u because codebreakers heehee

“They’re not crow wings,” Jaiden remarks, tracing the sharp edges of the long feathers meant to catch on updrafts. “They’re too big. And you got extra bones and joints going on.” Phil hums, a hesitant eeeeeh with a twist of his hand. “There’s some crow in there. But most of it is actually—”

“Elytra!” Baghera quacks, awe lacing her voice as she croons over the white diamonds that appear beneath the grime and dust she’s cleaning out. “You’re part Elytrian, Philza?”

“Not exactly,” he laughs, pointing at the very human features on the rest of his body. “I’m not actually a hybrid. Not like Jaiden, or even like you. Those wings were a gift.”

Étoiles perks up. “From Kristin, yes?” he nails down, perceptive as ever. The rest of the flock oooohs, a little chorus of yes, of course, makes sense. “I like your wife, Phil,” the duck smiles, brushing out a crooked feather. She remembers the Goddess’s voice, soft and warm as late spring’s sunlight, pouring out of Phil’s mouth as she borrowed his body to greet them. “She’s so nice.”

“She’s awesome,” Étoiles nods, unseeing eyes reflecting invisible stars. He cannot see anymore, he’s told them, but he still fights like he can, somehow. “I see her, sometimes, when I don’t have enough sugar and I almost die. She tells me to take better care of myself, but I’m dumb and shit so it keeps happening.”

“T’es con,” Baghera chastises him, slapping the back of his head, and Philza snorts at their antics. He’s so glad Étoiles joined them, the memory of his expectant frame almost vibrating out of itself when the old crow-not-quite-a-crow approached him at Global, just the day before. The words had barely left his mouth and the warrior had dropped to his knees before him, like a worshipper before his deity made man. I am your arm, your sword, Étoiles had said to him once, long ago. Felt like long ago. Just tell me where to hit.

A wave of fond-flock-yesyes, the Angel of Death pulls Étoiles forward to shelter him within his wings. “Aaah, Philza, Phil,” Étoiles laughs as his friend pecks at his hair, crooning incessantly. “The goat, oh, he’s moving so good! So good aim!”

“No mames.”

“No maaaaames man.”

“Shut up dude,” Phil wheezes, a huge smile on his face as he runs his talons through the frenchman’s tangled, white-faded locks. Yesyes. “I’m having a moment.”

“Oh? He has a moment, okay. I fuck myself, I don’t move, I get it.”

“Oh my god, stop.”

“I want to see you fly,” Étoiles says, quieter. Almost a whisper, that has everyone tilt their head in focus. “I didn’t see you fly, that’s bullshit. It must be beautiful, to see.”

Phil flashes him a wry grin. “Maybe. They’re pretty fragile, still. I don’t want to fuck them up all over again. Pretty sure the Feds will just clip them once we get back anyway, so.”

“Fuck them!” Baghera screeches indignantly. “Not letting that happen. I kill them first.”

“It’s fine. Just gotta enjoy ‘em while I got ‘em.”

Étoiles pouts at that, mumbles something in rapid-fire French that sounds rude. Phil hums and cups his face with a low trill, talons rapping on the space between his skull and neck, feather-soft. His friend blinks, cloudy silver. “What do I look like to you?” Phil asks, feathers ruffling as he spreads his wings wide, his fellow avians shifting to avoid being smacked by them.

Étoiles smiles, all teeth and greenish gums. “Like home,” he says, and it’s such a silly yet earnest answer that Phil could kiss him into silence. Mine, his hindbrain thrums, fierce possessiveness curling around his heart, and Étoiles laughs, that airy, high-pitched wheeze of his, because he’s making bird noises again. “And he says, he says he’s no hybrid, this man?” he mocks, tackling Philza to the cold floor of their cave to wrestle him into submission. “He’s a liar! Lies! You know who you are, Felipe Minecraft! Embrace it!”

“I am- fuck, get off,” Philza growls, play? play? Swoops Étoiles’ legs from under him to pin him down and they’re both laughing, batting at each other’s faces, talons carefully curled inward to not slice at dark green skin. Baghera and Jaiden cheer them on from the sidelines, loose feathers flying here and there, a viney tail wrapping itself around his leg as they roll and swipe and snap their teeth at each other’s necks, play, play! 

Étoiles loses at some point, freezes when sharp claws brush against his jugular. “Oh, he’s too good,” he smiles, tired and fond. “He’s good, and I’m shit. GGs.”

“Don’t say that,” Phil rolls his eyes, but doesn’t draw away. Étoiles’ eyes are squinted in twin crescent moons, and he doesn’t know if he wants to pluck them out to wear like jewellery or forget himself in them. “You. Are the best,” he chirps, pressing his forehead against the other man’s, flock, mine. hello. “I chose you. And I only choose the best for my family.”

“That’s us,” Baghera gasps — she and Jaiden have taken to preening each other instead, her bill ruffling through dark blue and green to dislodge specks of dried blood and sand out of her flockmate’s wings. “Bolas family, yes!”

“You picked Roier first,” the warrior whines, hands pawing at Phil’s chest, not quite pushing him away. “You like him better, no? He’s better, stronger. I don’t blame you.”

“Cellbit wanted him. I wanted to make him happy.”

“Oh, he is,” Jaiden huffs. “They’ve been snogging in the nest all evening. It’s cute and all, but I can only take so much kissing noises until I gotta vomit.”

“Hater!” her sister teases, bonking her bill against her cheek. “You’re just a little hater, let them be gay and happy.”

“They can be gay and happy and not slobber over each other.”

“I kinda like it,” Slime pipes up from his hole in the ground. Jaiden quirks an eyebrow at him. “...You need to get over Cellbit, dude.”

“Whaaaaat? You’re talkin’ nonsense. Put your mask back on, the fumes got to you.”

“Don’t you have Mariana anyway?”

“I don’t see your point.”

“Roier is Roier,” Phil cuts them off, catching Étoiles’ wrists to push them down against the stone. Mine. “You’re you. Cellbit wanted him, I wanted you. Simple.”

“Yeah?”

“Uh-huh.” A croon, their noses brush together. Jaiden makes a gagging sound, which makes Baghera cackle. What am I doing? “Phil?” He blinks. His friend is looking up at him, eyes crinkled up in amusement, fang poking out from beneath his upper lip. “I’m already yours. You don’t need to go all birdbrain on me.”

“Sorry.”

“Nah. Don’t be sorry, be the GOAT that you are.” Étoiles pushes himself up, and Philza lets him. He tilts his head to the side, like he always does whenever he’s mapping out his surroundings. “Phil, Phil,” he nudges at the crow’s shoulder, vine-tail thumping against the ground in renewed vigot. “PvP check, yes? Sticks?”

“Bruh.”

“Come oooon.”

“We’re actually ahead today, let’s not die and mess it up.”

“Rhoooooo…”

[cheerful-sixears]

Finnigan "Fitz" Barnes || he/him/his || pygmy/jamnapari goat || 30

update for a dear OC of mine ;u; <3 don't consider myself a real furry [moreso enthusiast] , so yeah! Finnigan or "Fitz" was one of my first 'coming out' OC's that I created with the help of my brother, @monkie-deej. <3

Profile below the cut ;u;

\\\-Basics-\\\

☽｡⋆Name: Finnigan Olivander Barnes

☽｡⋆Nickname(s): Finn, Finny, “Fitz”, Finners, Fizzy, Fizzles, 

☽｡⋆Species: Pygmy Goat, Jamnapari Goat & 0.2% fainting goat

☽｡⋆Age: 30

☽｡⋆Height: 5'3"

☽｡⋆Weight: 290+lbs

☽｡⋆Hair Color: curly and dyed pink

☽｡⋆Eye Color: Kelly Green

☽｡⋆Fur Color: rich cream colored w/ Rusty, Reddish Brown markings + "pink nose"

☽｡⋆Hoof/Horn Color: pale, pastel slate brown

☽｡⋆Tattoos: none

☽｡⋆Scars: right elbow; knees [scattered]

☽｡⋆Piercings: Ear lobes, bullring/septum

☽｡⋆Notable Accessories: Occasionally; a paperboy hat, fingerless gloves, kandi bracelets galore

\\\-Personality-\\\

☽｡⋆Occupation/Specialties: Zombies/Ghouls, Drawing, Writing, and Currently Unemployed from a REAL jobbb

☽｡⋆Fears: *murky [deep] water, heights and most high speeds, losing Audron

☽｡⋆Hobbies: Drawing, writing, scrapbooking, collecting various things, reading, cooking

☽｡⋆Clothing: Prefers clothing to be on the more comfortable side, edgy. He doesn’t have much of a ‘fashion’ sense, and he doesn’t really care what others think of his personal, artsy choices. As long as it’s comfortable and brings good feelings, he’ll wear it. Hee mostly prefers graphic tees, dark colored band tees, sometimes with silly phrases alongside fitted jeans [in pink or purple] and crazy hoof-shoes.

☽｡⋆Personality: Finn has a gentle heart, and a childlike nature and mind most often. He can be very sensible, yet very sensitive, and is always willing to accept those willing to accept him. He adores and is always willing to make new friends of all walks of life, but has a hard time doing so, making him seem somewhat imposing and difficult to approach. He may see the glass half empty on some days, but never doubts a rainy day having a chance to be a genuine, good one. It’s hard to make him cry, but when he does, he spills his heart, and usually feels better by the end of it. Overall, he is a very generous, kind, and caring individual, who is fun loving, and adventurous at best.

☽｡⋆Relationships: 

–Romantic: Closed // [fictionally]

–List: Macaque [Lego Monkie Kid], Ryo Asuka//Satan [Devilman Franchise], Kumatetsu [The Boy and the Beast]

–Friends: Audron/OddyMoo [ @monkie-deej], Shadow/Shade [ @evil-dad-evil], 

–Friendships: Open // [just ask! <3]

\\\-Weaknesses/Negative Traits/Disadvantages-\\\

☽｡⋆Illnesses: short temper, sad very often, tummy troubles, common migraines and symptoms

☽｡⋆Weaknesses: pollen/allergies, social anxiety, anger issues, 

\\\-Other Preferences-\\\

☽｡⋆Likes: Cooking, Eating, Star Gazing, Mythology, Vampires and cryptids, All nighters with friends, drawing, rodents/marsupials, winged things, dinosaurs and paleo, undead things, dark poetry, loud music, swimming, plushies, reading, the undead, cooking, being lazy on comfy days

☽｡⋆Dislikes: negative thoughts, bright lights, migraines, losing control over himself, repetitive noises, fake people, fakes and liars, assumptions, cleaning, control freaks, 

☽｡⋆Romantic Preference: Demi-Asexual

[frogndtoad]

Do you have your favorite albums shared in a post somewhere? I've been trying to find new music and the only thing I wouldn't care to listen to are songs that tend towards vulgarity, so I'd really appreciate some recs if you've got some :,)

howdy anon! always happy to share new music - i don't have a post, but a few of my all-timers are:

Stars - Heart maybe my favorite album by my alternatingly favorite band; absolutely atmospheric indie pop mostly about love, for better or for worse (as in contextually. all of the songs rule). plus theres french horn!

Streetlight Manifesto - Everything Goes Numb the ska-punk album so good it took me over half a decade to get into ska fr because nothing else could measure up. absolutely epic horns quite good lyrics. wish i coulda made any of the anniversary shows this year

Clipping. - Splendor & Misery perfect afrofuturist noise rap concept album about a slave spaceship and the sentient ai that controls it and the human who breaks free. probably the least gory clipping album if thats an issue for u. i love listening to static dot jpg

The Mountain Goats - Beat The Champ if there is a theme in this list let it be my love of horns. other alternatingly favorite band, and if you havent checked these guys out what are you even doing sending asks to frogndtoad dot tumblr dot com. this is their concept album about pro wrestling - a lot bigger sounds than some of the earlier lofi stuff, plenty of lines still about getting stabbed or doing stabbing. but to a jaunty little horn feature! i have rotating top goats but this has been it for a bit

Willi Carlisle - Peculiar, Missouri one of my favorite if not my favorite finds of the year. truly truly beautiful folk album i dont even know what else to say here. absolutely so excited for Critterland next year

disclaimer also that i was taken a little aback by the use of the word 'vulgarity' here in my asks on tumblr dot com for a couple reasons but tried at the very least to take ur sentiment as best as i could and provide some good albums i stand by. might not meet your needs but its not esp gorey and its not esp raunchy and i hope that you enjoy

oh also!! i do keep an #album-log tag that i update periodically with roundups of what ive been listening to and how much; theres a few stats there. might try to keep a better maintained recs tag in the new year but mostly i do that at least for myself i just think its fun to share also

[ria-writes-stories]

Loving danger

Ship: Dizzy Genre: Romance, Cotton, Angst Description: 'Meteor Shower, quick take cover' For @exotic-dinostuff TW: If you know meteor shower, you know why there is a TW but once again if u watched MD u should be- well- you know mentally prepared for this type of writing cuz you saw it visually more than once. Implied death Side note: why did Doll suddenly go from direct english to translated one aka russian and then (translation) text? Cuz there was a slight of a pov change, like the pov focused somewhat on Doll and then it switched to Lizzy, so it would make sense that Doll understands what she hears directly while others hear her speak Russian and then through the filter of their own mind then translate and understand her words -------------------------------

(No one's pov)

Doll and Lizzy found each other, once upon a time, it's unclear who first spotted the other, unclear when it happened, who took the first step, or if it was all arranged, but the two stuck together tighter than any other friendship or relationship around them. An unbreakable bond, but what made them as such…?

"Isn't fire so beautiful?" Lizzy said with a wide smile on her face, swinging her feet on the edge of the jumping goat in the gym. It was way past hours, and sometimes these two would stay late to exercise their moves for the next day, in truth it was an excuse to be with each other alone.

"What?" Doll asked confused as she looked at Lizzy baffled by her comment. "The fire. It's beautiful. It's in a constant movement of dancing and sparkling even when it's close to dying off. I wish my head could catch on fire like Braiden's." "?! Lizzy don't say that!" The way Lizzy spoke her words so casual, it scared Doll, terrified her to the grave. "Why?! It's not like I would melt! We live in an atomic-cold world! Plus, our materials are resistant enough to endure fire! Isn't it such a cool thing that the fire somehow maintains itself despite the temperature and lack of fuel? It's so pretty!" Doll looked at Lizzy more concerned than ever before. It wasn't unusual for Lizzy to sometimes say something out of the ordinary like that, but this statement, out of the blue, scared Doll more than anything else that Lizzy could ever speak.

As time passed, Doll's concern only grew further more, as Lizzy began to form a passion for meteors and asteroids, naming them as 'spectacular crackling space fires'. Doll couldn't help but ponder weather there was a deeper meaning behind this. Lizzy was a very stylish and fashionable girl, of course anything she found as aesthetic she devoted her time to it. Doll made all sorts of scenarios in her mind, nightmares and awful things was the result of it. Why was she tormenting herself like this? Lizzy was fine! She just…liked something a lot, even if Doll didn't understand it, that didn't mean that something was terribly wrong with Lizzy. Doll's main concern was that someone would find out and call Lizzy defect, which would be beyond soul crushing for the red eyed Russian drone, because she could be thrown to the mechanic, or become an outcast like Uzi. She didn't want that, she dread that, she couldn't help but tense up each time Lizzy brought up the subject, or anything close to it, like the sky and the stars. She would watch Lizzy talk, praying to all that she has dear that the girl won't slip her strange passion for fire and meteors.

It took a long time for Doll to get over it. She would ask herself why she panicked in the first place once all of her fears were gone. Perhaps that is what happens when you love someone so much. Maybe you start thinking silly things because you care about them so much, and these funny little thoughts made you care for that person even more, wanting to keep them as close as possible to ensure their safety and well being, and praying, begging on your knees, to this world, that you will be enough for them to live a long happy life, or at least your idea of what that is. She hoped and pray that her ideal life was the same as Lizzy's, so that when she wants the best for her, she can be ensured that indeed it is what Lizzy would also wants.

"If I am ever to die or become so old and shriveled with wrinkles that my system shuts down, I hope I'll get to see a meteor shower before it all!" "Lizzy, don't say such a thing." Doll scolded her with a concerned look on her face. The two were laying on Lizzy's bed, late at night with the lights closed, staring at the ceiling filled with glowing stickers. "Oh come on! It's possible! You saw Uzi's dad, that man has wrinkles! Like wow- and you know what? I think it would be really beautiful." "To be a wrinkled old lady?" Doll teased as Lizzy smiled and nudged her playfully. "Hardy har har!"

'If I am ever to be pass on from another reason other than my system wearing down, I want it to be a meteor shower'

These haunting words rang in Doll's ears as she watched the sight in horror. The sky was falling. The shiny stars were falling upon the earth, and they showed no sign of stopping. "Lizzy we have to go." Doll said panicked as she got up immediately, grabbing the girls hand and dragging her off, but the girl wasn't moving.

Her neon pink widened in excitement as she looked at the sky with a wide smile on her face, the same look she had at times when she'd watch Braiden's head catch fire.

"Lizzy! Come on!" Something was wrong. Doll could feel it in her core. She was slow, sloppy, as if her system was partially frozen. It made no sense. Was this fear? Was this what was happening? She didn't have time for such none sense! They had to get to safety! She had to protect Lizzy.

"Lizzy we have to get to safety!" Doll repeated as she began to drag the girl, forcing her to move, but her eyes stayed fixated on the sky, looking at it in an awe from this majestic sight. It is not always that you get to witness such a thing.

The sky was a beautiful bitter dark, enlightened by the many purely white orbs of light falling left and right like snow flakes in a storm, like rain drops in a rainy day, but there were a few, more special than the others, because they had a blue flame, and it was beyond hypnotic. It was an intoxicating sight, a sight that made Lizzy unaware of her own actions, filling her to the brim of her core, making her act outside of her survival instincts.

Doll was running. Running like never before in her life. Not for herself, not for her sake, but for the life of the last person on this cursed planet that she had left. For the last person that she loved beyond her grave and death. The last person she would give it all up for, if it meant that nothing in this world will ever draw out tears from her eyes.

Somewhere in the forest, they got lost… Doll's mind became numbed by terror, and Lizzy was stuck mesmerized by the sight before her. And somewhere in the forest Doll realized that Lizzy's grasp was no longer in hers. How did this happen? Doll stopped at once, looking at her hand, she just felt Lizzy let go, so she expected the girl to be at best just a few feet behind her, but she was so much further away, barely visible from Doll's vision. How could this be? How was this possible? She was holding her, just a few moments ago.

"LIZZY! TAKE COVER!" Doll screamed desperately as she began to run back, as she looked between Lizzy and the sky terrified. This wasn't happening, this wasn't happening, this couldn't be real, it couldn't, this had to be a bad joke, a prank, something, anything!

"LIZZY!" Doll shouted, but for nothing. A bright light and a loud noise, Doll leaped forward, she was so close to her, so very close and yet…

"Lizzy?! Liz-" Doll was on the cold frozen ground, as her head rose she saw a small pitch black rock with some melted snow around it, just a few inches away which made her cut herself off. She turned around to see where Lizzy was but her heart dropped in an instance, going awfully silent as the sight before her made petrified her, before she quickly rushed to her feet, forcing herself to snap out of this state as she brought the girl in her grasp, holding her on her lap and closely to herself with her arms. Her visor was blank, a huge hollow gap and a crack in it.

Doll gasped quietly, as she felt a dagger stab her in the throat, preventing her from speaking, as the pain grew more as tears sprouted within her eyes, she didn't notice the blind spot from her own vision, and as she looked closer to the girl she loved, she saw her reflection. She…was hit too, but then, how, how was she alive but… how was this possible? This made no sense- She'll fix it. She'll patch her up and she'll use the very string of her own soul if she needs to. There was no FATAL ERROR, there was nothing there- there was nothing, just like her parents, just like her at the prom when-

Doll gasped for air loudly as she bolted awake, jumping on her feet, and rushing to a mirror, she had an eye patch. No. No, no, no, no, no, no, no. Lizzy. Where is Lizzy, where-

Doll's body began to tremble as her vision got foggy and everything blurred out, as she tried to breath. This wasn't real. But it was, she could feel that patch on her eye, so then what happened? Why did she have one, where was Lizzy. Think, think, think… The AS… yes, that's why she had an eye patch… but then, where was- right… Doll left the colony long ago…but what if it wasn't a dream? What if…

Within the blink of an eye Doll was in Lizzy's bedroom. She was right there. Safe and sound asleep, or at least she used to be.

Lizzy got startled awake as she felt a sudden shift in her body, which wasn't caused by her… She woke up in the pitch black darkness of the night, being held tightly, almost painfully, by a face she didn't she'd ever see again. "Doll-?!" Lizzy asked baffled. Last time they saw each other Doll threw her off like a piece of worn cloth, so then why was she here? Was she here for revenge? Her sides hurt… but no. The girl was crying bitter tears, her breath shaky, trembling all the while she held Lizzy to herself as if she's just got her back after a terrible event. "Моя любовь. Моя любовь. Моя любовь." (My love. My love. My love)Doll mumbled over and over again endlessly. Usually Lizzy could understand her, but now Doll was talking too fast for her to understand.

All the fear that Lizzy felt was gone in the blink of an eye as she saw the dearest person from her life break like this. It was painful to loose Doll the first time around, when her mind became wicked and poisoned from the grief of loosing her parents, but she never thought she'd get her soul torn to shreds like that by the same girl twice.

"Doll. Doll calm down. Talk to me. Doll." Lizzy's attempts to calm her down were in vain. Doll didn't stop for a moment. Lizzy tried to clean her tears, but she couldn't. Because Doll held her closer, pressing their bodies against each other, whispering the same thing softly over and over, hiding her face in her neck as the same painful dagger stuck in her throat, trying to prevent her from speaking, but she didn't care, she couldn't care, it was the least of her worries now. She had to feel her. She had to know she was alive. She had to know she was well. She had to know she was there. She was so foolish to throw her off like that. Did she even thing of what could have happened? She didn't, but she should have. She had to make sure she-

Her trail of thoughts were cut off as a soft whisper shushed her gently, as a familiar touch caressed her face, as soft loving hands twirled their fingers in her hair, running through it, affectionately bringing her back to the real world, where they were both in each other's grasp, both conscious and breathing, both functioning and unharmed. "Shhhh, it's alright, it's alright." Lizzy whispered.

Once silence washed over, a voice spoke. "Do you want to go outside?" Once the murder drones were defeated, their favorite activity became star gazing since they were no longer in the threat of being hunted down. "Нет, снаружи опасно." (No, it's dangerous outside) Lizzy didn't know what Doll has witnessed or saw out there, it's been so long since they've been next to each other… "Alright…we'll stay here…we'll stay here." Lizzy said quietly as she kissed Doll's forehead softly as the other girl's grip stayed just as tight. They slowly began to drift to sleep within each other's comforting grasp, as the tears dried up and soft loving kisses were shared, with Lizzy kissing her cheeks and Doll kissing her shoulder softly. No matter what will happen in this life or another, they will forever be part of each other's soul.

The end

[deenanas]

Kirby x Deltarune: A Gamer's Fever Dream

The idea I had here was that Berdly and Kris were playing a new Kirby game Toriel let Asgore choose for Kris. Kris and Berdly played Megaton Punch and Samurai and Berdly lost. Out of fustration, slammed his notebook so hard, that it cracked the tv opened a fountain inside the tv.

Pacifist Route: Berdly stumbled off somewhere hoping to get home. Ralsei then appears and tells Kris why did Berdly open a fountain. Before anything else is said, a black-haired girl with a beret asks them both are they new here. She introduces herself as Adeleine. Before Ralsei introduces himself and Kris. They get cut off when a dark blue entity snatches Ralsei. Adeleine tries to catch the entity, but is unsuccessful. So she then joins Kris to help find Ralsei. They eventually stumbled upon Bandana Waddle Dee after multiple inhabitants being spared. He then asks Adeleine how is she and what happened. She then explains what happened and Bandana Waddle Dee joins the both of them. They all eventually run into Whispy and wether you spare or "defeat" him, an apple will hit Kris really hard on the head causimg them to collapse. Their soul then comes out and splits in half causing Adeleine and Bandana Dee to freak out. It is now that you can choose who grabs the soul. Regardless of who you choose, Bandana Dee will still be the one to take action to everything. They later run into Meta Knight, who interrogates Bandana Dee and Adeleine for taking a struggling Kris with them and engages in battle. Whether you "defeat" or spare him, he knock your health to 1, but then evade hearing the voice of a fairy with a red bow in her pink hair, Ribbon. She introduces herself and tags along to help Kris. You later reach bubbly clouds and run into Gooey, who has Ralsei held captive by Magolor and Elfilin. Ribbon tries to tell Gooey that maybe the goat is "related" to him, but Gooey thinks otherwise and engages into battle. In this battle you have to spare Magolor, Elfilin, and Gooey. Afterwards, Kirby appears on the Warp Star and says that there is a rumor that someone is held captive at King Dedede's castle. And everyone jumps on the Warp Star. They then reach to Dedede's castle eventually reaching his throne room. They then find Berdly, alongside with Dedede. After some dialogue about Berdly saying that "he found his people", they engage in battle and regardless of "defeating" or sparing them, Dedede and Berdly apologise for the trouble and Gooey apologies to Ralsei for what happened earlier. Berdly and Ralsei then introduced themselves along with Magolor and Elfilin Ralsei then explains a fountain is to be sealed if they can leave. So Dedede guides everyone to the Fountain of Dreams and everyone makes their final goodbyes, although Berdly seems sad. Before going, Dedede placed his hand on Berdly's shoulder and told him that he would see him someday. The fountain is sealed and Kris and Berdly woke up in Kris bedroom Berdly asks Kris that one day, his dreams will be a reality. They both then went to Toriel for pie.

Extras:

Kirby 64 Good Ending referenced with Ribbon

A weird route with Bandana Dee is impossible

Galacta Knight is a secret boss if you back track everyone to where Kris and Ralsei first were. (Idea by u/Jevil-Deltarune)

There is a small chance you will find a door in King Dedede's castle that leads to a gray Haltmann. If you talk to him, he will disappear afterwards.

If you name yourself Kirby, there will be a ex mode instead of regular.

Galacta Knight (Aeon Hero Normal) - Pacifist Route

Aeon Hero (Light) - Neutral Route

Aeon Hero (Dark) - Weird Route

[zapsoda]

yayyy ask game :3 TACKS pleeeeeease

yaaaay. um tbh i think i would only feel the need to defend my hcs if it was some shit like "grr that characters not trans bc xyz" fuck you yes they are 🖕. otherwise idc lol

there are a LOT of ships i like a lot (big fan of ships) currently ive started a drawing of azuma and shimada from paradise (specifically based on one of matsudas bad endings). i Love life ruining toxic romance. and since its based on that one ending technically matsudas there too it is polyamorous all three of them.

that ending makes me crazy its so horrific and dread inducing i love it. why dont more yaoi games put its players through psychological horror?

i also like.... so many gacha game ships. more than u could imagine. if i were to make a chart it would look like. idk a spiderweb

most nepeta ships TBHH. people often pair her with random girls like feferi or jade and i dont really get it. why would they date. and why should i care? i think this goes for any ship that isnt sufficiently weird and fucked up for me though lolll

hmmmm. i love aventurine (hsr) i love his deal but he is basically a ripoff of the goat nagito.. i also veryy much enjoy azumas arc in one of mitsugis bad endings. it would take a long time to explain that though dksjdjdj

pdude is a chaser or t4t that is my #1 hc. he fucks w trans people.

i also like to hc all my faves as trans and bi (pdude is canonically bi though. for the record) but im a bit more flexible on those like. im down w portraying them as not trans or bi if the situation fits.

specifically though i loooove trans azuma it feels like it was written in the stars except he has a dick and hes too poor for phallo. shhh though it doesnt matter. i think the writers would understand me on this i think theyd be like you know what! trans azuma makes sense! and i would say thank you. can u pls make takaras route more romantic for me

[iceunhie]

admittedly very late but have some questions for the ask game !! it's ok if u don't answer them all

- Do you title your fics before, during, or after the writing process?  How do you come up with titles?

- What area of writing do you feel strongest in?

- What area of writing do you want to improve in?

- What’s your favorite fic you’ve posted?

- Who is your favorite character to write for?  Has this changed since you’ve started writing for that fandom?

- Have you noticed any patterns in your fics?  Words/expressions that appear a lot, themes, common settings, etc?

- What are your favorite fics at the moment?

- Do you have any writing advice you want to share?

[ ask game here! come and drop a question, i don't bite :3 ]

- do you title your fics before, during, or after the writing process? how do you come up with titles?

my writing process is literally just an entire random wheel dictating the typing of my fingers on the screen, but fic titling often goes two ways.

usually, when i write a oneshot, i title the fic after the writing process. that way, the title feels authentic and doesn't really stray from the plot i established. i also do this because i get too focused on the plot to bother titling things 😞

for multi-character fiction/headcanons, i tend to pre-write the title after i've mapped out a general plot ☺️ i enjoy titling things prettily and formatting so it's not surprising that that is the direction i lean towards

- what area of writing do you feel strongest in?

HOOHHH boy this is a hard one..... not completely aware of it myself, but personally, i think writing character dialogue and exposition are my strong suits.

- what area of writing do you want to improve in?

description and overall writing tone. there's something in my writing that still feels lackluster (at least, to me), so i'm a little prone to being demotivated whenever that happens.

also, establishing common elements in my writing style! im very indecisive and a huge perfectionist that i often forget that writing is a journey, not a goal where i have to get the highest score in to feel happy 💦💦

- what’s your favorite fic you’ve posted?

ummmm okay okay so i KNOWWW i shouldn't be bragging but a personal fic favorite is definitely breathtaking (wanderer x reader) and heart to heart (aventurine x reader)

also, if any old readers know, my old wanderer fic that was about 10k words in length, which im currently rewriting 🤩

- who is your favorite character to write for? has this changed since you’ve started writing for that fandom?

this is going to sound so controversial. and basic as fuck but it's obviously scaramouche/wanderer! he's the entire reason why i established an account in the first place 🙏

fun fact: my baby blog days were almost consistently posting about him like i could not shut up lol

other faves include aventurine from star rail, jing yuan, jiyan and lyney!

- have you noticed any patterns in your fics? words/expressions that appear a lot, themes, common settings, etc?

i love making things turn heartwrenching and establishing characters to be absolutely in love and down bad for their respective readers. also, i notice that i tend to lean towards expressive readers more than usual and have a liking for adding mini character traits that make them more like a mini oc than a self insert....

- what are your favorite fics at the moment?

anything by @ddarker-dreams, @daosies and @sixosix! some other recs include

≈ translation (aventurine x reader) by @/yinyuedjun [ NOTE: CONTAINS NSFW CONTENT DESCRIPTIONS, MINORS DNI ]

≈ needles and pins (ratio x reader) by @/inarvii

≈ you're a pain in the neck (literally) by @/xiaowhore [ go check their other works because they're also god tier ]

≈ how to woo the acting grand sage 101 (al-haitham x reader) by @/baeshijima

≈ crushing on sunday and robin finding out (sunday x reader) by the GOAT @milksnake-tea

- do you have any writing advice you want to share?

keep practicing and practicing! also, write like no one will read it; this is advice that helped me so much because it allowed me to be authentic in my writing style. aside from that, try to incorporate styles you like from your favorite writers and slowly develop your own elements from said style to create your own! we're an amalgamation of the things we love and cherish, and your writing style is no different.

finally, write like you're in love with writing. yes its it's cringe as hell but writing quality advances by leaps and bounds when you love the trope and/or prompt that you're writing for.

as for improvement, always take it one step at a time. overall, writing is a very hefty process that sometimes makes you feel utterly tired and hopeless due to the many talented writers in active proliferation, but i assure you, your writing is wonderful. keep at it, and write, write, write. (ang corny Neto amputa sorry i just got sentimental for a second)

[the-drunken-huntsman]

Hello my beloved friend :3 u should answer all the Skyrim asks for an OC of your choice :3

Stars thank you for this because as soon as I started answering it my flight got ungrounded lmao I was supposed to be home 7hrs ago

Ivarstead - How do you feel about the Greybeards and Paarthurnax?

I like Paarthurnax, I get what they were trying to do with his whole "redeemed warlord" character even though it isn't really written very well. The whole game isn't written well and the way I fill in the gaps makes me think he's pretty chill. He reminds me of the Air Nomads from atla :) the Greybeards are pretty cool. I mostly like Arngeir because he's voiced by Christopher Plumber and also because of his Lorax line hehe

Solitude - Who's your favorite Jarl? Who's your least favorite? Why these?

Idgrod Ravencrone, duh. She's the goat. Elisif is a very close second because I am very gay.

Riften - What's your favorite guild? How do you feel about their questline?

I'll be honest, I don't really like any of the guilds. The dbh is long and tedious. The thieves guild takes all the fun out of it by almost all of it just being stealing from the poor to benefit the rich. The College is so poorly written it's not even funny anymore. The Civil War is stupid on its own but it's not helped by the fact that the questline is the most buggy shit I've experienced in this whole game. The Companions are racist af and don't even have the guts to just say it point blank like the stormcloaks. The Bards College is a fucking scam. However, despite all of this, I do still have fun playing most of these questlines. If I had to pick a favorite it would be the Dawnguard because even though it's the longest of all of these, I have the most fun playing it and it's the most well written. Sorry this turned into a wall of text of me just bitching lol

Throat of the World - How do you feel about "Season Unending"?

I don't hate it as much as other people seem to but because I love just siding with tullius for everything and pissing ulfric off lmao

Skuldafn - How do you feel about dragon priests?

┐(ﾟ～ﾟ)┌ I don't get the hype for them

Sovngarde - How would your Last Dragonborn celebrate after the battle with Alduin, or would they celebrate at all?

Ooh boy, Aneis has to be literally carried down off the Throat of the World by Teldryn and Murza, the battle did such a number on her. They rent out the Vilymir Inn for a week and she just sleeps the entire time, Tel, Murza, and Endurys taking turns watching over her. When she finally wakes up she has a bit of a breakdown over fulfilling the prophecy and having achieved her destiny and not knowing what to do now. But she finally decides on pursuing her one dream she thought she could never fulfill, settling down and starting a family. So team dragonborn goes off and builds Lakeview Manor :)

[hazardsoflove]

u rbed the top 10 thing a while ago but top 10 indie songs you want band guys to cover <3 go crazy

THANK YOU FOR ENABLING ME okay this isn’t in any particular order but time to go crazy

ryan ross + song for myla goldberg by the decemberists. i just really think he would fucking body this like i already know my guy can do folk and tell stories with songs and that’s Literally what the decemberists do and this song specifically i think he would do an incredible job covering this like the music is so fucking up his alley god it would fucking slay. there’s SO many other decemberists song i would love for him to cover too like all of the crane wife and o valencia but i just think myla goldberg in particular would be so perfect

frank iero + born to beg by the national. i would pay so much money for this i just think he has the voice for it it’s not as deep as matt berningers but i still think it fits the national and the like what he writes music abt i feel kinda connects to what the national writes about and i just think he would fucking KILL covering the national. i have a huge list of songs of theirs i want him to cover but born to beg would be my number one choice for him followed probably by slow show or i need my girl

gerard way + love love love by the mountain goats. there’s so many other mountain goats songs i would would kill for them to cover as well (no children) but i really think his voice would be best suited for love love love and i think it would sound soooo good w the guitar you know. yeah

william beckett + the boy with the arab strap by belle & sebastian. i just think this would be such a perfect song for him idk how to explain why he needs to cover belle & sebastian but he does it’s like. the indie pop of it all he would fucking kill it i just know it. the blues are still blue is another song of theirs that i think he would do a great cover of

mcr + black by okkervil river. i’ve said this before but i think they could do a really fucking cool more hardcore cover of this song and i would like to see it immediately

cobra starship + daft punk is playing at my house by lcd soundsystem. okay hear me out they’re the perfect band to cover lcd soundsystem like i can think of so many songs they could do but i think this one is the best suited for them. let’s get the keytar in here

ryan ross + the luckiest guy on the lower east side by the magnetic fields. yet another band i think he would slay covering because of the folky aspects to a lot of their songs and i think his voice is a good match for stephin merritts but i’m picking thing one specifically bc it’s my favorite :) and i think he would kill those long notes. nothing matters when we’re dancing is another one i think he would do really well

fall out boy + sing me spanish techno by the new pornographers. am i being biased and giving my favorite band my favorite song by my other favorite band to cover? who’s to say. but i just really do feel like they would do a really good job and i think patrick’s voice would work really well with it. plus the guitar in this song fucks severely so joe could go crazy. all the old showstoppers is also on the table

william beckett + what i’m trying to say by stars. i think he would do an amazing job covering stars i think his voice would fit perfectly and idk i think this song specifically is like. in line w a lot of tai songs if that makes any sense. idk i think he would slay

patrick stump + alive by the fratellis. it took me a second to figure out who i think would cover the fratellis best and i Think it would be patrick. i adore the piano in this song and i think he could really turn it into something more his style without tweaking it too much if that makes any sense. i also think i guess i suppose would be a good one for him to cover

ask me my top five/top ten anything!

[butchboromir]

ohoho facts about me?! facts abt me my favorite thing?! ok here goes

1. i’m from virginia but at college outside boston (new england 😤) studying spanish and biology! i’m graduating in the spring and hoping to study marine ecology afterwards

2. i love dogs, the color green, lord of the rings & star wars, mediterranean food, the mountain goats, and sleeping

3. i am a multifaith coordinator at my college so this evening i was working at vespers (christian xmas service) which was like. fine. i’m jewish but the music was lovely

4. idk feel free to ask me anything? i know i’m being a mysterious guy over here but like. i am happy to tell u abt myself

- j (is short for jordan)

omg huge if true. dmv tumblr users represent. also marine ecology soooooo cool. fuck yes ocean animals. + spanish is cool too even tho i've never gotten the hang of romance languages (they are so slippery to my mind)

fantastic taste on all fronts

:0 that's cool!!! i'm assuming the music was better/different than like... retail christmas music? <- guy who doesn't know anything about christianity at all (also jewish (albeit nonpracticing LOL))

what is your favorite mountain goats song and who is your favorite lord of the rings character. i would ask you a star wars question but if you can believe it i haven't actually ever seen a full star wars movie

[screamsinsilver]

when u get this u have to answer with 5 things u like about yourself, publicly. then, send this ask to 10 of your favorite followers (non-negotiable, positivity is cool!) 🌟

five things...

how every so often when the stars align my three braincells can coordinate a stellar shitpost (bonus when it Catapults)

my writing style. I still have no idea what it is but I've grown to love it

my goated music taste and how I know exactly which songs by bands I like to show to people who don't listen to heavy stuff

my ability to ramble like hell about some of the most random topics and go on for hours just talking

my voice. mostly because of people telling me more recently that they actually find it calming (I used to hate it because it's deep and my lisp but phonecalls with friends you love can change that)

[itsdappleagain]

sorry if i’m sending way too many i just love hearing what u have to say abt these characters skjdjd now i’m curious, thoughts on carmen’s vile roommates (crackle, tigress, le chevre, el topo, mime bomb)?

NO I LOVE THE ASKS THANK YOU FOR SENDING THEM HAHA

crackle

How I feel about this character: mmmmmm he's. ah. he's extremely funny (not because of anything he says. just as a concept. crikeycore if you will). but i hate him a little bit! of the opinion that they should not have made him flirt with carmen!!!!! All the people I ship romantically with this character: tigress sometimes i guess? also i shipped him with chase once which was hilarious would do it again My non-romantic OTP for this character: really honestly and truly do not have one i do not know what the fuck is going on with him. he's either mean or tied up with carmen's plotlines My unpopular opinion about this character: they either should have fucking kept him as an operative or left him alone once they wiped his mind and i think the former would have been MUCH more interesting One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon: i guess i just said it above. i also think it would have been funny if carmen actually killed him

tigress

How I feel about this character: SHE CNA BE SHIPPED WITH EVERYONE SHE'S SO FUNNY also extremely special to me in fanon only. canon? she's fine. fandom tigress is where it's REALLY at though All the people I ship romantically with this character: OKAY tigess as i said is THE rarepair magnet. paper star, carmen, ivy, julia, cracker...which has done things with tigress man....she's either straight or gay and never both though My non-romantic OTP for this character: mmm?? idk it sort of depends on who i'm shipping her with at the moment yknow? if she's being straight she can have such friendships and rivalries. if she's beign gay she can have such friendships and rivalries. My unpopular opinion about this character: idk if i have one. i would have liked to see her get a little bit of conflict over evil carmen...some depth on that subject. idk One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon: leaned into the catgirl thing more. they did. but at the same time making her a warrior cats kid on the playground okay? also i want her backstory

le chevre

How I feel about this character: hehe. goat man. idk he's funny. he acts so tough but he's just a little guy yknow? All the people I ship romantically with this character: el topo its always el topo My non-romantic OTP for this character: i actually love his and black sheep's (very limited) friendship when we see it. him offering to let carmen go and tell no one in boston..etc. My unpopular opinion about this character: i actually think he was handled very well and I like him! none here One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon: gay sex gay sex gay sex (ok no im kidding. but yknow. more canon confirmation on jeantonio would have been awesome)

el topo

How I feel about this character: he's!!!!! yes. my little gay underground little guy. i actually wish they'd developed him just a bit more. that line in tsonts about being pawns- where did the belief come from? is he's so kindhearted, what drove him to vile? All the people I ship romantically with this character: le chevre its always le chevre My non-romantic OTP for this character: i love his friendship with absolutely everyone in the graduating class. tigress, crackle (he hugs him!! that was sweet!!), black sheep. he's just cool a cool little guy My unpopular opinion about this character: mmmm i dont think i have one here either. i like him and i think my views of him are pretty dead on with the majority of the fandom One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon: GAY SEX GAY SEX GAY SEX (no im also kidding its pretty much the same wish as le chevre's was)

mime bomb

How I feel about this character: he's actually the funniest person here All the people I ship romantically with this character: slimebomb is a pretty cool ship i like that one. tigbomb is also pretty fun, but that sort of had its moment and then died loll My non-romantic OTP for this character: zack, thank you mangokat! also i think he and neal platonically is extremely funny also. him and carmen should have been friends My unpopular opinion about this character: i think it would have been cool if he was deaf, or used sign language in some capacity. i dont think thats horribly unpopular but idk there you go One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon: well, what i said above, i guess. as a complete joke i think it would have been funny if they had fake outtakes (like the barbie movies?? do you know what im talking about) and had mime bomb come up behind tigress, say "no one will ever believe you" and then never say anything again

[artemistorm]

I posted 961 times in 2022

That's 961 more posts than 2021!

176 posts created (18%)

785 posts reblogged (82%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@factorialsfandoms

@linked-maze

@anadorablekiwi

@enjolras-out

@chibanova

I tagged 578 of my posts in 2022

Only 40% of my posts had no tags

#linked universe - 171 posts

#lu wild - 48 posts

#save for later - 46 posts

#an unexpected ask - 45 posts

#lu hyrule - 40 posts

#lu legend - 39 posts

#fanfic - 36 posts

#around the campfire - 31 posts

#lu wind - 27 posts

#lu sky - 23 posts

Longest Tag: 138 characters

#tldr: lack of kudos/comments/interaction on ao3 fics leads to writers being discouraged or discontinuing their fics or deleting their fics

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Random LU Headcanon Dump

Twilight keeps a stash of hair ties for Wild somewhere within easy reach.

Warriors keeps a stash of candy he feeds to Wind if Wind is a good boy.

Wind HATES eating the bruised parts of bananas and apples. Says they’re rotten and gross.

Twilight can’t have chocolate, grapes, or onions or garlic due to his wolf side.

Legend and Four are the cleverest members of the chain. Wind’s up there too.

As King of Hyrule, Sky taxes the other Links when he wants something from them.

Hyrule knows how to predict the weather and navigate using only nature’s signs, like the stars, animal behavior, and plant growth patterns.

Time secretly visited Kilton while in Wild’s Hyrule because he was interested in Kilton’s masks.

Four prefers to eat vegetarian if at all possible. [I don’t know why. He just seems like a conscientious vegetarian kind of person.]

Wild uses chopsticks because that’s what the Sheikah at Kakariko taught him. The other Links use forks and spoons.

Warriors unexpectedly has a lot of babysitter knowledge, like how to change diapers, swaddle babies (or misbehaving Links), and play with small children.

363 notes - Posted July 6, 2022

#4

How to Curse a Geologist

- May all your volcanoes remain dormant, unchanging and utterly boring.

- May every interesting rock and mineral elude you.

- May your field work yield nothing but unlayered mud and sunburns.

- May all your seismographic sensors mysteriously break in the middle of winter

- May your rock hammer fall in a crevice in the rock never to be retrieved again

- May your geophysical computer models yield nothing but unintelligible chaos

- May all your maps and research notes be eaten by mountain goats

433 notes - Posted May 29, 2022

#3

LM Hyrule is a chipmunk

433 notes - Posted September 29, 2022

#2

Wind: Fucking bastards.

Wind: What a bunch of scurvy-laden turd bucket bilge rats.

Wind: I can’t believe those asshole moblins shredded my best lobster shirt!

Twilight: You’re lucky you didn’t get hurt more than a few scratches.

Wind: F U C K.

Wind: What am I supposed to wear now? Just go shirtless? What if we get in a fight?

Wild: What’s wrong with fighting naked?

Twilight: Wild! Don’t encourage him.

Sky: I’ll mend your tunic, Wind, don’t worry.

Twilight: I’m sure one of us has a spare tunic you can borrow—Wild, don’t you have some extra clothes?

Wild: Oh! You’re right! I have just the thing!

Wild: *digs in bag, pulls out the DLC lobster shirt*

Sky: …wait… what?

Twilight: …How…?

Wind: How do you have my shirt when I also have my shirt?!

Wild: Um…

Wild: I can explain.

Wild: Actually, no I can’t.

Wild: Let’s just chock it up to timeline shenanigans. Anyways, here you go.

573 notes - Posted May 30, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Hyrule: What’s the weirdest situation you’ve ever found yourself in?

Legend: Once I was a painting.

Time: Once I was a tree. I had to fight the moon.

Wind: Oh man, there are so many crazy things I’ve done, how can I pick just one? For starters, there was the time that I got shot out of a cannon, and then the time I was rescued by a talking boat, and then there was the time I—

Wild: I got dead and then I got un-dead. Multiple times...

Twilight: Uhh… my whole adventure…

Four: That time my personality got chopped up into pieces.

Sky: Honestly, I’d have to go with the very first day of my adventure—when Sun got knocked out of the sky by a tornado and later a magic sword woman told me I was the Chosen One—it caught me so off guard I didn’t believe it was real.

Warriors: Some lady fell in love with me and it broke reality.

Hyrule: …

Hyrule: Uh…

Hyrule: Can you guys say all of that again? My brain got stuck on that first one—did you say you were a painting?!

726 notes - Posted May 29, 2022

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