#when I was a kid I had a sparkly green dragon one lol

[bear-fangs]

My son pepito :p

[local-paranoid-cryptid]

Mount!au

Kay so, basically yall know how there are mounts in terraria? (like the bunny, slime, unicorn, etc.) yea well, I made this au where the dream smp has them, but bigger. 

like Tubbo has 3 massive bees he can ride, dream has a giant wolf Princess Mononoke style but bigger, etc. 

this is a massive idea dump and theres a lot below the “read more”

alright so starting off is the sbi because they live in my head rent free.

philza: giant bird, specifically a grey hawk.

-Phil found him in his hardcore world as a baby when he was abandoned in a nest. he swore he wouldnt get attached but after the first week he failed. 

-I dont have a name for the bird yet. (please give me ideas ;-;)

-Mumza bought a saddle after about two years and when he was fully grown.

-about 33 feet in length with a 77ft wing span. (I’m basing the length off the Quetzalcoatlus, so if you need a ref for size comparison, there you go.)

Wilbur: orca

-he went to visit techno and Phil ONE TIME, and he leaves with an entire pod of orcas.

-when the waters continued to warm they slowly left until there was just one.

-that orca stayed with him the entire time

-Wilbur told him he could go back to his family, but he just stayed with him. 

-the orca is about 25 feet in length

-he doesn’t have a saddle bc he’s a slippery boi

-he does have a harness though

-no one is allowed to take it off him. Except Wilbur.

Techno- Cat, specifically Norwegian Forest Cat 

Imagine, you’re in a boat at your destination, you exit the boat and climb the icy mountain. Checking the map only to see that someone is close behind. you continue to climb to the top expecting to see nothing but snow and frost. But instead you find a massive sleeping feline. You didn’t mind all that much so you leave it be, after all, it was here first. Your best friend and only ally arrives, and soon, the person that was following does too. “Just stab ‘em” you say, not wanting to deal with the person. There’s a flash, the cat is now at the foot of the mountain, the person that was following you hanging in their mouth.

-tl;dr Technos POV: you find giant touchstarved cat at the soon-to-be Antarctic empire

-that’s it. 

-when the cat sits and techno is right next to him, it looks like a parody of My Neighbor Totoro.

-same size difference too lol

-the cat is named floof

-it’s one of those cats that act like they haven’t been touched in years and are starved of any and all physical affection.

-techno acts like he hates it but he actually enjoys it 

Tommy: wolf dog

-Tommy wandered from home into the woods for too long when he was like 4 and came back with a wolf dog. Tommy how does that even happen-?

-Phil yelling into the forest: Tommy, dinners ready!

-Tommy, emerging from a bush: can Lucy come too?

-Phil: Sure!

-Tommy: *comes out of the forest covered in mud and leading a black wolfdog puppy that’s about the size of a full grown wolf home*

-Phil: Tommy wtf-

-fully grown, her shoulder is at Tommy’s head

-her energy matches Tommy, loud, hyper, and constantly needs to be with friends.

-they’re always seen together

Tubbo: bee (3 bees)

-there are just three bees, spins, spunz, and spoons.

-His parents didn’t know about them at first but imagine their surprise when they entered their son's bedroom to see him cuddling three bees two and a half sizes bigger than him.

-Suddenly everything made sense, the books about bees, internet searches about beekeeping, and the increase of yellow in his bedroom.

-Tubbo sells honey to the kids at school and somehow started a mafia-like system using honey and honeycombs.

-he doesn’t get it either.

The four muffinteers+skeppy and Antfrost:

Dream: a wolf

-he found him while practicing speed running

-the same size as Technos cat

-has a saddle and a green collar with the famous smiley face on it

-very stubborn and act like a husky

-can and will howl at night

-dream also has a little blob thing that is constantly either sleeping in his pocket or vibing on his shoulder. No one knows what it is or how it got there.

George: a green parrot 

-While in the jungle trying to track down Dream with the rest of the hunters he lost his compass. The parrot dropped the compass on his head and the rest is history

-often takes his glasses and puts it on high shelves

-dream and Sapnap taught him to call George “gogy”

-a bit smaller than Philzas bird

-please submit more headcanons bc I have no ideas ;-;

Sapnap: a fire dragon

-it’s a small dragon tho lol

-can cling onto Sapnaps back and fly (but it ruins his shirts)

-it’s like Happy from fairy tail

-hordes anything sparkly like a crow

-has stolen techno’s crown at least once

-not including it’s tail, it’s head is to Sapnaps hip

-acts like a ferret

Antfrost: Siamese cat

-smaller that floof by a foot

-big floofy paws

-the biggest blue eyes you’ve ever seen

-would rather play/hunt than be pet

-sleeps all the time

-please give me more ideas/headcanons, I had no ideas.

Badboyhalo: Scarlet macaw

-same height as him (counting tail)

-often annoys bbh by pulling his hood down in serious moments or stealing his glasses

-started repeating words like “Language” “Muffin head” and much to bbh’s dismay, “Bald” and “14″

-her name is Strawberry

-loves skeppy

-often sits on his shoulders behind back

Skeppy: Hyacinth macaw

-same height as him (counting tail)

-will often peck skeppy bc diamonds

-his name is Blueberry

-loves bbh

-no one knows how they found each other, Skeppy just says he found him when he was a mod for bbh’s server.

-prefers to perch on larger diamonds that stick out of Skeppys arm. Don’t worry tho, it doesn't hurt him.

headcanons, writings, and fanart are appriciated! (please tag me, I wanna see your beautiful works :D)

if you have any ideas and/or questions dont hesitate to ask me, I love answering questions and hearing your thoughts :)

[vaguely-concerned]

The Mandalorian s2 ep1 Reactions Post That’s right I’m BACK

and none of you not even god himself can stop me from rambling about space cowboy dad and tiny green baby stuff for much longer than any sane person should 

the TL;DR is that I still love this show SO MUCH, beware a bunch of spoilers under the cut!

- costume design wise I LOVE how badly the armour fits Cobb Vanth

 especially when you get shots with him and Din side by side for contrast:

It’s not just that it’s clearly not made for him (it seems he’s a lot lankier and more wiry than Boba is), he simply doesn’t know how to wear it, and he doesn’t know how to take care of it, because he doesn’t know what it means. Remember when Din’s breastplate got bent completely out of shape by the mudhorn and he had it repaired to the best of his ability long before they even finished with the ship? That’s why he looks so grounded and natural in it and Vanth has sort of a clumsy Spiderman-in-his-first-home-made-costume air about him. (also Boba’s helmet has a beautiful heft and solidity to it in this, they make all the beskar have a Feel and weight to it, makes it feel important)  

I like that Vanth is taller than Din; everything that drives home that Din’s strength doesn’t come from being naturally physically imposing or impressive is a joy to me 

- Boba’s armour seems to be confirmed to be real beskar, which gives me so much hope that they’re doing something actually nuanced and interesting with Boba and Jango’s cultural identities as Mandalorians (whether they do consider themselves that or not, for example), unlike George Lucas’ inexplicable yet unbending stance of ‘They aren’t and never were lol get fucked Fetts’  

the way the triumphant heroic part of the mando music sputtered and died when the man himself showed up tho... uh-oh this might be bad news 

man but that’s a stunning and surprising way to introduce a well-known character divorced from what makes them so iconic, though, just from that I’m going to trust they know what they’re doing (AND they got temuera morrison back I’m so EXCITED!!!). without the armor there’s the face of someone who shared that face with literal millions and at the same time must be looking older than his father ever got to at this point, and that’s super interesting as a starting point to me. (I... guess there’s still a chance it’s a fakeout and that it’s actually another clone, but that would be such a letdown when they’ve already given us this haha) 

- an excellent [mando sighs] moment

this opening scene did a great job of re-summarizing him for the audience -- establishing again that he gives you one chance at dealing with him fairly and if you insist on continuing to be an asshole about it, you’re toast, the fact that his fighting style is so much about being able to tank blows rather than not getting hit in the first place, the horror movie monster mando setup as he stalked the dude down and strung him up, the Poetic Justice predicated on some very careful word choices, and most importantly “where I go, he goes”... all wonderful, I’m sure I’ll watch this scene back for fine details and better looks at the background characters many many times 

(word seems to have spread about him and the baby for real now, which makes me VERY nervous btw)

- Pulserifle’s back! Jetpack’s back! Razor Crest’s back! Grappling line’s back! PELLI’S BACK!!!!!! Tattooine... is also back *Finn voice* Why does everyone want to go back to Tattooine????

I really enjoyed the way they fleshed out and (for lack of a better word) humanized the sand people, though, if you are going back to this desert hellplanet again that is a worthy reason to do it 

- Din swearing :O!! and one of the less egregious star wars swears too, I’m fine with this

- in campaign star wars news: I guess there was sort of both a binbon and a jubna in this ep! what a time to be alive

- as usual I love the jawa. a bright spot in any day, just a bunch of lil goblin-y friends hanging out having the best time loving sparkly crystals and rescuing silver foxes.  

get in loser we’re going shopping

-  

I uh. Do you think. Hm. Is there maybe a metaphor here somewhere. Is there perhaps a hidden, one may say double, meaning, at play, right here, in this image? Who can say, it’s just niggling at me (there’s a very similar set of shots with Toro in season 1, but seemingly the show went ‘I fear we might have gone too subtle with it, let’s amp it up this time’ over the season break loool)

honestly though this dynamic really highlighted everything I love about the ways Din performs masculinity. It’s so much softer and more community/collaboration focused and more comfortable to be around than Vanth’s version -- and Vanth isn’t a bad dude by any stretch of the imagination, it’s not hard to see why he’s like that considering where he’s from, he’s just such a... man. The lone person who can protect this village! The only man who’s got what it takes! It’s all on his shoulders and no one else’s, so do exactly as he says or he’ll put a hole in you! (I think it’s telling that one of his first comments to Din is ‘I’m sure you call the shots wherever you’re from, but ‘round here, I’m the person who tell folks what to do’, because as we as the audience knows, Din very much does not call the shots of where he’s from lol) I guess it says some nice things about the tribe of Mandos Din is from that this is how he approaches things, and it says some good things about Vanth how quickly he comes around to this smarter and less confrontational/domineering style of doing things once he’s been exposed to it and sees how it works. it’s just neat

(it’s smart of Favreau to set his ~*lone gunslinger*~ character up like this, too, it makes him so much more interesting and versatile)   

- With the way Din says ‘a Mandalorian Armorer sent me on my path’ it does seem confirmed that’s the equivalent of a priest role or a sort of shaman -- I wonder if he knows the name of ‘The’ Armorer or if they take on the role as a whole identity 

- the sheer contrast between the two people who wanted Din to take his helmet off for them in this ep tho... wants Mando’s armour off for horrible awful reasons and got exactly what he deserved:

wants Mando’s armour off for entirely sympathetic and understandable, just culturally uninformed, thirsty thirsty reasons & also having drinks together:

 (the sort of... little lick over his bottom lip he does there? keep it in your pants vanth my GODjflsadf he’s a good dude tho he understands and respects the ‘no armour removal before marriage’ thing and backs down gracefully)

- This is a nuanced thing: I don’t think I actually ship it (not in a requited way from Din’s side, anyway, Vanth I’m 100% sure about lol), but the incredible potential for out-of-context-taking of “Take it off, or I will”/”...we doin’ this in front of the kid?” is uh astounding  

(anyone got the vibe Vanth sort of had something with the bartender too? no just me? well well)

- I was never really scared Din was actually dead or hurt b/c baby wasn’t scared and I figure he’d know lol, a very useful fear barometer 

- “What’s the plan?” “Take care of the child” “What are you gonna do?” “I don’t know, but wish me luck *yeets his new bro out of harm’s way before diving in head first himself*” fksdjhfkjlashdfkjsldahfkasldjhfskldajhfsadkjfh WHAT a summation of Din’s entire approach to battle & life, dad please you carry a not insignificant part of my heart around with you be careful 

(Also with the heavy implication that Boba was watching the whole thing... can you imagine him just looking on as Din throws himself down that gullet like a madman. There must have been some ‘o_-7 *headscratch headscratch* ???’ going on for him there)

it’s kind of sweet that din trusts vanth will take care of the baby if something happens though, they really bonded quickly huh 

- the sand people who kept willingly going over to the krayt dragon’s cave are honestly braver and more admirable than anyone else has ever been, I kept just shouting in anguish as they were gobbled up, they deserved better 

- can we talk about how clear it still is that Din’s just... lonely. When he thinks he’s found another Mando and he sounds almost reverent with relief... and then it gets odder and odder (’uh... drinks? I guess... does he have drinking straws with him or -- HE’S TAKING THE HELMET OFF???’ oh buddy)

I wonder if they’re building towards something about him realizing it doesn’t have to be Mandos for him to trust and bond with people longer term? Basically all the characters he’s met and we’ve watched him form attachments to and get help from are non-Mandos -- Kuiil :’^(, Cara, Omera, Cobb Vanth, IG-11 :^’’(, Greef Karga to a degree. Establishing so firmly what he’s looking for this early would be good setup for a ‘what a character thinks they want vs. what they need’ thing later on just on a writing level, anyway, Boba Fett could bring in some interesting points of view about Mandalorianness too   

- baby’s happy gurgles when he sees pelli!!!!!! din speaking sand people language and petting alligator doggies!!!!!!

- pedro pascal’s voice work remains an utter joy to me. din’s measured, earnest, occasionally slightly stilted way of talking is still so good, and then he does things like inserting some more... idk life is the wrong word but that more charged and dynamic tone he took on when he said (”I thought you weren’t a gambler”) “I’m not”. *chef kiss*

- if the pulse rifle’s stun is able to do that to a fuckn krayt dragon... that’s some serious shit din is carrying around with him lol (interestingly the actual shooty pew-pew part of it didn’t seem to do much to it, but then I guess he was shocking it from the inside out and not through thick hide, so idk)

- my only real complaints about this ep: Vanth’s backstory ran a bit long, and not enough baby & dad interaction. the concept art’s got me tho: 

 (din often wears his original/old armour in concept art still, incidentally, don’t know what that’s about)

awwwwwww

+ omfg ;______;

- this sand people person conscientiously brushing a bantha’s teeth... blessed

- Customary flame thrower report: there was a rare useful deployment of the flamethrower. Good job Mando’s flame thrower for furthering the field of diplomacy

ETA: I CAN’T BELIEVE I FORGOT TO MENTION THIS: DIN BEING COMFORTABLE(ISH) AROUND DROIDS NOW!!!! GROWTH????!?! IG-11 WE MISS YOU??????????

[nikibogwater]

A Shot in the Dark: Chapter 3 (Author’s Commentary)

(Read the fic here)

General Notes:

The final chapter! I don’t have too many general notes for this one (though the passage-specific notes below the cut stretch on for miles--there was just a lot going on in this chapter lol). But I will say that this is my favorite chapter of the three. It’s what the previous two have been building up to, and it really is the “heart” of the story, so to speak. That, and I finally got to make Glitter Wings Nari canon to The Immortal Bonds! (picture below the cut) I genuinely teared up a little bit while writing a couple of these scenes. I don’t know if that means they are very good, or that I was just absolutely exhausted after cranking out the first two chapters, but maybe you can be the judge. Friendly reminder to go listen to the song “Protector” by City Wolf if you are so inclined. It was a huge part of what inspired this story, and now that all three parts are published, I feel like it perfectly captures the theme and feel of A Shot in the Dark as a whole.

Passage-Specific Notes:

“...Please, Nari, I would not be doing my duty as Douxie’s...as your friend if I let you run thoughtlessly into this kind of danger.”

Another small line of dialogue that means a lot to me. I didn’t see Archie as making the instant connection with Nari that Douxie did. I think it took him a while to see her as anything more than “Douxie’s Ward.” He was always kind to her and took care of her, but I think it took him until now to realize that he had grown to really love her as part of the family. So the fact that he corrects himself here reflects that realization. I think under normal circumstances, the moment Archie finds out Douxie is in trouble/hurting, he would dive headfirst into hell without a second thought in order to help his boy. But because Nari is now also under his protection--and more importantly, now that she also has a special place in his heart--Archie has to force himself to slow down and come up with a plan that will keep BOTH of his kids safe. 

The phone rang once--twice--six times. Then it went to voicemail.

Nari lowered it with a look of pure dejection as Claire’s pre-recorded voice cheerfully told them to leave their message after the beep.

I felt like calling Claire for backup was the most sensible thing they could do in this situation--but I also needed Nari and Archie to take on Project Rescue Douxie by themselves, in order to reinforce the family bond these three have. The moment when they all reunite at the end wouldn’t have had the emotional impact I was angling for if there had been others present. So I had to pull a tiny plot contrivance and make Claire unavailable. I didn’t feel the need to explain why she doesn’t answer her phone (people miss calls all the time) but my personal theory was that she was taking a nice relaxing shower and couldn’t pick up the phone. (look, I need SOMEBODY in this story to be having a nice time lol). 

“By Ambrosia’s Gleam...” Archie breathed. A pair of dazzlingly beautiful wings reflected every light of the city back at him as Nari folded and unfolded them experimentally. They were unlike anything the cat had ever seen in his long life, vibrantly colored with rich shades of green and gold, glittering like morning dew, yet delicate as a newly budding flower.

Anybody remember last week, when I said the Most Self-Indulgent part was yet to come? This was it lol. I don’t remember when I started imagining Nari with sparkly butterfly wings, but back in early October, I drew this:

and I have been absolutely enamored with the idea ever since (but also it was a convenient way to get them to the warehouse without having to go through the ordeal of walking/taking a taxi/busting out the flying boat). So yeah. Nari’s Glitter Wings are canon to The Immortal Bonds series now. I have spoken.

He had no idea how long he had been enduring Rivan’s torture. It may have only been a few minutes, or it may have been a few years. Hell, he was getting to the point where it felt like this excruciating ache in his bones had been there his whole life. He tried not to sob as Rivan slowly pulled his magic back to himself, the agony abating for just a short moment of sweet relief. Douxie sucked in gulps of air, desperate to replenish the oxygen that had been ripped from his lungs by his own screaming.

First time really writing whump, so that was...something (I was exhausted after just the one paragraph lol). I tried to keep it as vague as I could because I don’t want anybody coming to my fic expressly for a graphic torture scene and nothing else (I don’t do the hurt-no-comfort thing, and I don’t want anybody to use my fics as such). But putting Douxie through a bit of hell does make the ending SO much sweeter. And if he hadn’t been experiencing pain, Archie and Nari probably would have taken longer to decide to come to his rescue. But there is still a part of me that detests every letter of that paragraph. 

The small dragon let out a roar of fury and leapt at Rivan, his form twisting and expanding into that of an enormous black panther. The two crashed together in a flurry of red sparks and tearing claws.

Archie turning into a black panther and going to town on Rivan is also a bit of self-indulgence. I just really love big cats, and black panthers especially are beautiful, mysterious, and powerful creatures that just SCREAM Magic and Otherworldliness to me. (also I really want to draw Panther!Archie now).

He slammed against the concrete with a yowl of pain that tore Douxie’s heart into a thousand pieces, and dropped to the floor, where he lay quivering and heaving.

That line right up there 👆 is the most heart-wrenchingly painful thing I have ever forced myself to write. 😥

Nari grabbed Douxie by the shoulders and pulled him upright. One of her hands reached around him and pressed against his heart, and he felt her aura slam into his. Instinctively, his soul opened, and he let her magic pour into him, filling his veins with the warmth of a hundred suns, wrapping around and tangling with his own magic so tightly that he could barely tell whose was whose. Nari’s voice filled his head, drowning out every sound in his ears, every thought in his mind. My magic is yours. Use it. He threw both of his hands out and felt power unlike anything he had ever known surge into his palms and explode out of his fingertips.

So this ties into a headcanon of mine that, while Nari’s magic isn’t well-suited to direct combat, she is able to augment Douxie’s powers. But this scene is also probably the culmination of every relationship-building moment I have ever written for these two. I established in A Moment to Breathe that to let someone interact with your aura in this way--to basically channel their magic directly into you--requires a great deal of trust. Douxie let Nari heal him in that story, but that was after she had asked permission to pour her magic into him. Here, she doesn’t have time to ask--she just has to go for it, and Douxie’s trust and familiarity with her is so intense at this point, that his response is to immediately surrender completely to her power. Not only that, he is so familiar with her magic, that he is able to use it himself--he combines it with his own power and casts a spell that Nari is likely unable to use herself. I intended this moment to be a representation of the way family relationships can shape and empower you. You carry elements of the people you love with you wherever you go; their influence, their stories, their love for you--it all helps shape you into the person you are. And these things are often so deeply intertwined with your own personality, that it becomes impossible to fully separate them. 

They had risked everything--the fate of the world, even--to save him. He should have scolded them. But instead, Douxie suddenly found himself overwhelmed with the ridiculous urge to cry.

This was the reason I wrote Douxie in Distress--and also one of the reasons I wrote A Shot in the Dark at all. I wanted him to experience being stripped of everything that made him powerful--useful-- and then witness his family risking literally everything for him. Not for his powers, not for what he can do for them, but because they love him. This poor, sweet boy gives and gives and gives, and the world has done nothing but take from him, and I have said “ENOUGH.” I wanted the serotonin of seeing him realize that he is valued and cherished for himself, and BY THUNDER I WAS GOING TO GET IT EVEN IF I HAD TO WRITE 9000+ WORDS FOR IT. 

She pulled back a moment later, roughly drying her face on her sleeve, and untied the black hoodie around her waist. She draped it around Douxie’s shoulders with her magic, and he sighed contentedly as the warm fabric settled around him. He slipped his arms into the sleeves and closed the garment around himself gratefully, giving Nari a tired, heartfelt smile.

I didn’t realize it when I initially drafted the story, but Douxie’s hoodie is actually a really nice visual representation of how he and Nari pass the role of caretaker/protector back and forth. Douxie is wearing it for the first half of the story, when he is acting as Nari’s guardian/brother. Shortly after he lends it to her though, he’s captured by Rivan, and Nari takes on the role of protector in turn. But yeah, originally it was just “Them trading the hoodie back and forth is pointlessly cute and I wanna do it.” (Poor Archie has to be the Adult 100% of the time. He doesn’t get a break).

Most of Douxie’s mornings began with the harsh, clattering sound of his phone vibrating and whistling next to his ear. But that Sunday morning began with a deliciously warm silence. Douxie’s eyes blinked open slowly, finding sunlight lazily shining through the windows. He was lying on his side, with Archie’s soft, familiar body tucked against his chest. A gentle warmth against his back told Douxie that Nari was curled up beside him, wrapped in her own little cocoon of blankets, her back against his. The ache in his bones was gone. He was nestled safely in the warmth and love of his small family, the world outside and all that occurred within it nothing more than a distant echo.

Wrapping his arms around Archie and pressing his back more firmly against Nari’s, Douxie closed his eyes and went back to sleep.

This final scene wasn’t actually in my original outline--originally, the story ended with the three of them beginning the long trek home together. But I felt that the story needed just a little extra time to savor in the happy ending. And so, it came full circle--ending just like it began, with the dawning of a new morning. I noticed that I spend a lot of time in this story comparing the mornings of different characters/days. I think that might have been a subconscious expression of my belief that every morning is the beginning of a new opportunity--to strengthen bonds, to do good in the world, to just live for another day. Douxie’s Saturday morning started off a little rougher than he wanted--he woke up early and had to rush around to get ready for a long day out on the town. And wouldn’t you know it, his Saturday ended pretty badly too (though I think he’s probably just grateful he got to go home in one piece haha). This Sunday morning plays out in the exact opposite way. It’s quiet, peaceful, unhurried, and full of hope. Douxie’s been through hell and back, but he survived long enough to see another beginning. And I think that’s the beautiful cycle that all human life follows. There’s pain in life, darkness and hopelessness, but if you can hold on, strengthened by the love of the people you hold dear, you will always find a new beginning waiting for you on the other side of the valley. 

...And that’s it. Thank you to everyone for reading my work. Seeing everyone who enjoyed it, hearing from you guys in the comments, knowing that I was able to give someone a good story--it really does mean the world to me. So again, thanks for joining me, and I hope our paths cross again soon. 🤗✨

[primus-why]

Questions for the Mun

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Favorite smell - Honeysuckles, blooming orange trees, ocean shore

First Job - My mom’s work paid me to come in and shred legal documents.

Zodiac sign - Leo, baby~

Favorite pizza - Pineapple, ham, onion, green peppers, garlic, tomato

Favorite dog - All dogs are best dogs. Though I am a bit biased towards shiba inus, rottweilers, and schipperkes. ;)

Favorite foot attire - My dudes, I will wear my Croc brand flip flops without irony until the heat-death of the universe. (Runner-up would be my sparkly gold converse.)

Favorite Roller Coaster - I have a special nostalgic place in my heart for the Big Bad Wolf at Busch Gardens (the ride was closed a little while ago though) and The Volcano at Kings Dominion. I like inverted/ hanging coasters!

Favorite candy - Anything gummy, like gummy sharks! And dark chocolate/mint combos!

Favorite ice cream - Oh man, one time I had this blueberry-elderflower flavor at Wanderlust Creamery, and it was the bomb...

Pet peeves -  Blatant hypocrisy, interruption, crowd heckling, people hearing you talk without listening to what you’re saying, obvious misunderstanding tropes in movies.

What are you listening to right now - Hhhhhhh... I’ve been alternating between the Rio 2 and How To Train Your Dragon soundtracks. I have a Spotify playlist of movie soundtracks and trailer music.

Color of your vehicle - Black.

Color of eyes - Teal.

Favorite Holiday - Christmas/ Yule.

Night owl or day person - When I get a proper night’s rest? I wake up early, fam. But sometimes I procrastinate too much and have to stay up to finish a project, and I throw myself out of wack.

Fave day of week - Sundays, because I’ve had a day to recover from the week and am ready to do something for myself before going back into the work week.

Tattoos - I have none, but I’m not opposed to getting inked someday. Just don’t know what I’d do. (๑•́ ω •̀๑)

Like to cook - Big meals, so I can save them for later. And ANYTHING sweet!!! >:3c

Beer or wine or neither - I don’t drink often, because I don’t care for the bitter aftertaste, but when I do it’s something light and sweet like a cider.

Can you drive a manual transmissions -  Not to save my gd life.

Favorite color - Orange.

Do you like vegetables - Yeah! Even as a kid I liked them. I never understood when cartoon characters were like “ew broccoli” lmao.

Do you wear glasses - No, but I probably should...

Favorite season - Winter!!! I don’t know why I live in a land of eternal sun... (jk it’s for jobs ;w;)

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52.

5000 Question Survey Pt. 12

1101. Continued…Let’s see if I’m psychic. You wrote three yes or no questions. Now I will answer them. 1 yes 2 no 3 no Did I get any right? idk 1102. You wrote one question that can be answered with a color (example: what color is my car). I say…. White. Is it true? no my underwear is green and pinklol 1103. You thought of a number between 1 and 100 and typed it down. Was it 14? nada 1104. You wrote one more question, anything you wanted. The answer is yes, 42, orange, Matt, Josh, Kim, Nicole, whatever or your mom. Does that answer your question? lol you’re bad at this 1105. Do you think that Britney Spears would make a good Bond Girl? no

1106. Have you read anything by C.S. Lewis? yeah 1107. What is your favorite movie with Bill Murray? i can’t think of one right now 1108. What is your favorite movie with Jack Nicholson? doesn’t he do the shining?  and the bucket list? bc those are both rlly good 1109. What is your favorite movie with Christopher Walkin? idk 1110. What is your favorite movie with Johnny Depp? alice in wonderland 1111. What is your favorite movie with Orlando Bloom? idk any at the top of my head 1112. What rhymes with ‘orange’? door hinge 1113. Why do guys have nipples if they will never need to feed a baby? that’s just how they’re born 1114. Some people think that couples should be screened before they are allowed to reproduce (so that people who cannot afford to support a child don’t have one, or so that a child won’t be born into a dysfunction family or to unfit parents). What do you think about this? honestly as long as the test is accurate and shit, i think it’s a good idea.  too many kids get born into shit homes or with bad people and it sucks bc they’re wayyy too many kids in foster care and end up going up for adoption bc of this 1115. Have you ever swallowed an object by accident? a penny when i was little 1116. Did you get it back? yes 1117. Do you prefer He-Man or She-Ra? don’t even know what those are 1118. Are you proud of yourself? i’m doing ok with life right now so i suppose 1119. Who should go to hell? bad people 1120. Is your eyesight 20/20? not even close 1121. Have you ever had insomnia? yes. 1122. Does it bother you when people touch you? if it’s someone i don’t know or don’t like, then yes 1123. Is it better to get too much or too little sleep? i’d rather have too little honestly bc i know how to deal with that lol 1124. Have you ever given away something you made? What? yeah some ceramics projects i made in class 1125. Is it better to have kids when you are in your teens, 20s, 30s, 40s, or older? i’d say mid to late 20s 1126. What gets your adrenaline pumping? making rash decisions 1127. Is hell all fire and brimstone or is it personal for everyone like in Bill and Ted’s Bogus Journey? Or does it not exist? it doesn’t exist 1128. Do you ever talk about yourself in the third person? only when i’m trying to be funny 1129. What’s your favorite radio station? What kind of music do they play? i listen to 105.7 a lot, and rock 1130. What did you think of these movies: Election? Gone With the Wind? Fight Club? pretty good!! Spider Man? depends on which one we’re talking about The Virgin Suicides? Resident Evil? Signs? it’s ok Muppets from Space? Pearl Harbor? Halloween Resurrection? not bad The Dark Crystal? 1131. Is everyone special? i suppose 1132. Are your toes: Painted (what color)? Manicured? Sparkly? Soft? Wearing a toe ring? Do you have hobbit-feet? none of these honestly lol 1133. Do you believe there is anyplace still undiscovered in all the world? of course 1134. Whose picture would you like to paint a target on and throw darts at? dahmer 1135. Is love all you need? no necessarily 1136. Ever caught a fish? yep 1137. Are you adventurous? i try to be 1138. Are you afraid of mediocrity? not afraid of it 1139. Would you rather die tomorrow or have all your friends die? i’d rather die 1140. What are 3 things you don’t understand? 1 why people are rude 2 why the world is such a cruel place 3 why people decided money should rule everyones life 1141. I would do anything for love but I won’t do 'that’. What is 'that’? kill myself 1142. Has your diary ever been rated? idek what that means? 1143. Do you do more than kiss on the first date? i’ve never been on a real date besides with my current boyfriend so idk but i don’t think that i would 1144. Are you very liberal or conservative? idk 1145. What do you like about your neighbors? i don’t really like my nieghbors lol 1146. I read that by 2010 they expect to market a gene therapy procedure that will increase the life spans of adult human beings by double or triple. If this happened would you have it done? nada 1147. If you’re happy and you know it clap your hands. Did you clap? yes 1148. Was this year a good year for you? so far 1149. What are you looking forward to next year? moving and switching colleges 1150. Are you a Jim Henson fan? not really. 1151. What do you think of these diarist names? ToxicToast: Solitary Music: gemini_wish_star: juneberry: haha idc. 1152. Do you read the Diary Master’s diary? no. 1153. Have you ever made an enemy on OD? no. 1154. Have you ever (or do you know anyone who’s) been deleted from OD? idk what that is. 1155. Were you ever in the first row of a concert? not yet 1156. Did you ever meet a celebrity? Who? steve-o 1157. Do you have any autographs? yes. 1158. Can you visualize whirled peas? idek what that is 1159. Are there some situations where love just isn’t enough to keep 2 people together? When does that happen? idk 1160. Do you have no attention span? i do 1161. What do you think of these entry titles? me. back. home: steak and butter: The Smurfs Go Communist: The controversial Athens: 1162. Have you ever been wrongly accused? yeah 1163. When you wash your hair do you blow dry it or let it dry naturally? naturally 1164. Where does your family go on vacation? we don’t go on vacation anymore 1165. Have you ever been to: Newport, Rhode Island? nope Dutch Wonderland? no. Salem, MA? no Niagara Falls? no 1166. Have you ever given money to OD cares? no. 1167. Have you ever created an OD interest? If yes, what interests did you create? IDK WHAT THAT IS 1168. What do you think of these entry names? DEAR SOUL FRIEND 57 Loss: I had a good title but i forgot it: Left Alone: yeah yeah…he kissed her: cool. 1169. If you have aol what is your 'you’ve got mail’ sound? IDK 1170. What will you never have enough of? food. 1171. Who can you only handle in small doses? My brother 1172. You are at a magic auction where you can bid on impossible things but you only brought enough money to buy one thing. Out of these..which would you buy? entrance into whatever afterlife you believe in a guarantee that you will have at least 3 books published in your life a new car, house and boat each year unending creative inspiration ultimate compassion and acceptance of others a trip into outer space perfect health for the rest of your life 1173. In the above question if finding perfect love was a choice would you change your answer? no, bc i have that now.  well it’s not perfect but ya know 1174. What food is so fattening or unhealthy that you would NEVER touch it? nothing lol 1175. Which do you love more, your country or your planet? country. 1176. What do you think of: Abba? idk Brian Adams? idk No Doubt? good shit 1177. Are you more logical or emotional? emotional lol 1178. Do you think that tattoos and piercing are overrated? not at all 1179. What do you think of these diary titles? The Seamless Garment: Your eyes can be so cruel: What was, is no more: shock me sane: omg i don’t care about these. 1180. Do you believe that Michael Jackson molests children? i don’t even know man 1181. Hypothetically, let’s say that he did molest them. Who would you feel should be held MORE accountable, Michael Jackson or the parents that allowed their children to go to Never Land Ranch unsupervised for sleepovers? both i suppose 1182. Have you ever been to: Manhattan? no Disney? no Paris? no Anywhere cooler? 1183. What 3 music videos should everyone download? i don’t really watch music videos 1184. If someone bet you ten dollars that you couldn’t sing the whole Gummy Bears theme song, would you be able to do it and win? nope 1185. Do you like Bjork? don’t know what that is 1186. How about the Black Rebel Motorcycle Club? ^ 1187. What do you think of Moby? ^ 1188. What do you think of Alien Ant Farm? they’re good 1189. What do you think of the Flaming Sideburns? idk them. 1190. Do you believe that imps, trolls, giants, dragons, unicorns, etc. were real but became extinct? nope 1191. What sucks? school 1192. What do you think of these diary titles? Geologist to the Stars: The Hussy Chronicles: Gravy: Napping in the Broom Closet: again, idc. 1193. Do you ever think about suicide? i used to 1194. Do you believe that Jesus Christ was a real person? How about Noah? dk dc 1195. What is one luxury you refuse to live without? running water lol and electricity 1196. What is one luxury you feel you could live without? technology, like my phone or laptop 1197. Do you feel that you are high, medium, or low maintenance in a relationship? medium. 1198. What do you think of these diarist names? N.Y.S: Collapsibleman: *})|({*: black dove: omg bye. 1199. Do vegetables taste better from the store or from your garden? both they taste the same 1200. How long have you spent on this survey so far? too long

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Tragedia Coram Amandum Quae| Part I |

A/N: Alright, so this is something new. My heart is pumping like crazy posting this. I tried a different approach as I’ve never written in first person before, but I kinna like it. Let me know what you think. Should I change it back to third and continue or full on discard the whole idea of the AU.

Keep in mind that everything in here is full on complicated! Lol.

I’d also like something from you guys. I wanted to place some of your OCs in this story. I’d love for Six to get to know some new people. So anyone who wants their OC included, please let me know.

Thanks in advance for taking the time of your day to deal with me and my crazy ideas. 

Love you all! <3

Words: 2328

OCs: Six Ulric

Warnings: Mentions of smut, mentions of self-harm, swearing (Lots of it) complicated situations (If I’ve missed anything please hit me up, I don’t want to make anyone uncomfortable!)

Introduction huh? Never really liked that part; never really good at it either. How about ‘Hey, I’m Six Ulric’? No, too plain. How about ‘I’m Six Ulric, and this is the story of how I died’? No, no, that’s even worse. Too prejudiced! Also, I can’t really tell you if I’m gonna die or not. What would be the point?

I got it! How about, I, Six Ulric, take you, the reader –of whatever this thing turns out to be, to the start?

I was born –no, no, I’m just kidding. That’s ancient history now.

I’m gonna take you to the time of my wedding to Prince Gladiolus Lucis Caelum. Mouthful, I know.

I’d love to say it was the happiest time of my life, and it was; in the beginning. Then shit went wrong and my world got fucked up –alright, side note: if you’re under aged or do not like the use of imprecations, indecent words and actions and violence, just stop reading; or get a life, you’ll see how wonderful and useful all the above really are; if you’re not and for whatever reason you’re still with me, buckle the fuck up.

I was probably the most horrible bride ever! My dress was torn to the edges and there were flecks of blood and dust all over it. Hey, it wasn’t really my fault that the dragon had attacked the day of my wedding! But, as the only dragon slayer in the region –and a royal badass, I had to take it down. Didn’t really want it ruining my big day.

The maids Gladio’s father had sent to help me put my face back on were royally pissed at how terrible my attire looked, but there was no time to do anything about it. They grabbed my blooded sword and threw me into my father’s arms so he could walk me down the aisle.

Father’s face was priceless. He was so proud of me! Part of me remembers him whispering I’d done a better job with the dragon, rather than picking the right man to marry, but what the Hell, I was only twenty at the time. The fuck did I know of love?

The Priestesses of God Noctis’ chantry had told our parents we were chosen as the Kingdom’s soulmates. Our fathers didn’t really give us a say in the matter. Fuck, with the way their minds worked I’m not sure Noctis, himself would be able to change them!

At that point, we didn’t really disagree either. I loved Gladio and he loved me. We even have matching scars to prove it. His idea. “This way the world will know you belong to me, as I belong to you.” He said as he made me run my blade down his face so he could do the same to me afterwards. Scars don’t really bother me, I already had plenty myself –self-inflicted or otherwise, one more –and a badass one at that, wasn’t really gonna change much.

Gladiolus and I had a secret relationship since we were fifteen. Stealing glances at each other in training. Always end up sparring together. His dick, accidentally, rubbing against me when he held me down until I gave up. His hands always ghosting over my ass at the changing room –or ball room. One thing led to another and we ended up having sex in the showers after sword play. Man, it was amazing! He was rough where he needed to be, but also so gentle; knowing, respecting the fact that it was my first time.

Then the Priestesses came along with their ‘news’ and we thought that was it. We didn’t have to hide anymore. We didn’t have to make excuses to see each other, or fuck whenever we felt like it.

How the hell did we end up like this?

Side tracked you, didn’t I?

Alright, where was I? Right, the wedding.

My father walked me down the aisle as we listened to the people gasping at the sight. I bet it wasn’t really my sparkly grey eyes or my shiny black hair that made them make those sounds. Think it was the blood? I think it was the blood! Considering I had just killed a small dragon and knowing it could be a lot worse, I decided to just ignore everyone and focus on my soon to be husband and my best friend, who stood behind the groom proudly, his suit also torn a bit as he was the only one who thought to lend the bride a hand.

Gladio turned to look at Ignis and laughed as the latter hid one leg behind the other. Smiling awkwardly at the thought of the groom’s best man not being at his best.

By Noctis, I was so proud of him!

The wedding was over with quick and once we were happily married, Gladiolus didn’t hesitate to tear the rest of the dress off me “You won’t be needing it again, my queen.” He said and boy, was he wrong!

About five months later, shit hit the fan!

I never really liked the idea of being a princess. My blood boiled easily and I always went looking for trouble. Something I had in common with my ‘soulmate’. So we decided to join the Dragon Hunt. We were to hunt down and kill every High Dragon of the region. It was the first time after five months that we actually agreed and were excited about something.

But the King wouldn’t have it. He already had second thoughts about the wedding and my manners, or lack of, so it didn’t take much more that the idea of his precious son going after his own death for him to start calling me names and blame me about everything.

Long story short, he thought I wasn’t the right one for his son and god damn it he made sure to change Gladio’s mind.

Didn’t take long either. One fight led to another and I got tired and hurt enough to get a divorce. A royal one! Papers were signed and news spread across Eos really fast. The few people who liked us together, and the Believers of Noctis’ words rioted a couple of days later.

Let’s say the pressure on King Regis’ shoulders was huge! It got so heavy on him he decided to give me a title and keep me in the Royal Court. Under-captain of the royal guard –the captain being my father.

My skills were good for one thing though; killing! I was top on my class –which included His Princely Ass. So Regis decided to also name me Royal Assassin. Put my skills to good use for his own convenience. Made me follow and execute contracts on his enemies.

Anonymity was my weapon. To the world, I didn’t exist. The kingdom knew about the Royal Assassin, the Moonshine, as they called me. They didn’t know who I was. Six Ulric was just another cop who followed orders, but Moonshine, she was legendary!

I made a name for myself. Through Eos, as Moonshine, and inside the Kingdom’s walls, as captain of the Crownsguard.

A couple of years later I married my best friend. The groom’s best man was the one for me. Ignis and I always did everything together. We loved each other more than life.

After a High Dragon had attacked the Kingdom, I was hurt pretty bad. I could feel my guts turning, twisting and burning after taking the beast down, with the help of the Crownsguard –which I had demanded.

We lost a lot of good people that day, but we saved a lot more.

Ignis never left my side. He held my hand and drew me back from the Beyond.

“I thought I lost you.” He said, and the warmth in his eyes were suddenly home. I had found my place in this world.

I was the one to propose, in case you were wondering. It was amidst an assassination mission we’d gone on together. The royal assassin and the mage. Sounds like a fairytale opening, doesn’t it?

The target’s bodyguard had changed his route, so he was there when we managed to take him down. Called the Guards on us as we ran for our lives.

Hiding behind the tree line outside of the castle and waiting for the way to clear up, I found myself staring at Ignis, I bet my eyes were sparkling because he stared up at me, a questioning look covering the green eyes I admire so much.

“What’s the matter?” he asked me, moving closer as he checked my body for any wounds “Are you hurt?”

“Take my hand.”

“Why?” the look on his face was priceless, worried, trying to understand what was going on in my mind.

“I’m trying to ask you to marry me here, Iggy. So take my damn hand!”

Our eyes met, and suddenly we were alone in the world. A knot tied in my stomach as I waited for him to answer. He didn’t right away, he just stared up at me and smiled before leaning in. Our lips touched and oh God I love him so much. I can practically feel it right now, as my mind runs back to that moment. The tingling sensation, the heat rising with every touch of our tongues, the warmth of his hands cupping my cheeks, bringing me closer to him.

To say that we didn’t move from our hiding spot is the understatement of the year. Sure the guards left a few hours later –things needed to be dealt with, after the target’s death, places in the line had to be filled with the right people. Ignis and I didn’t care. We spent the night together, in the woods, bodies intertwined and love radiating from both of us.

“The answer is yes. In case you were wondering.” Ignis finally said when we made an appearance in the Kingdom’s entrance.

We’ve been married for ten years now, and I’m certain, he is the only person in the world I care about. Nothing else matters! Everyone else has given up on me one way or another, except Ignis. Not even as my personality changed. When the smile on my face was only visible around him, or my victims.

Standing beside me, always! Like he promised to do on our wedding day.

He stood beside me when I caused him his eyesight, too. I destroyed his life and he kept on loving me like it’s the last thing left to do.

He stood between me and the fire breathing beast. Huge mistake! I only remember challenging the beast with a growing grin on my face, the heat of the battle getting to me once again. The dragon breathed in and its neck lit up, getting ready for the wave of fire it was about to spit. I heard Ignis’ voice, calling for me to move and then… blood. There was blood everywhere; on the ground, on my clothes; but it wasn’t mine. It belonged to Ignis.

I lost contact with the rest of the world for a while. I heard nothing. I saw nothing but the beast and my sword, cutting a thick line along its neck, the blood pouring on me, still burning hot.

When I came back to, I was clenching on Ignis, crying my eyes out and begging for him to stay with me. To forgive me. To live!

We headed back and the Court’s Healer took care of him.

Ignis woke up three days later, smiling up at me while caressing my cheek as I cried even harder, clenching to his hand. It will be two years tomorrow. Two years since the day I almost lost the man I love. I’m glad he’s alright, even if I can’t see him anymore.

What? You thought my shitty life would get better?

I told you about my first –failed marriage. I told you about my job, the one I love and the one I have to pretend I like for the eyes of the world. I told you about the man I adore and the horrible things that happened to him because of my battle sick attitude.

So let me take you to now, if you’re still with me that is.

Right now, I’m lying on a bench in my prison cell. Yeah, that’s right. I’m incarcerated. My own kingdom’s thanks for all the fucked up shit I’ve taken care of for them.

Why?

Because of my father. He declared himself a traitor when he run off with the Empire’s Princess, Lunafreya. A powerful enchantress.

Luna came with her father, Ardyn, the time traveler, to our Kingdom a year ago. Peace treaty, they said. Bullshit, I answered. But no one would listen to me.

My father fell for her, hard too. So he helped her and her father to some of the Kingdom’s most valuable secrets before leaving with them.

As the only remaining family of the traitor Nyx Ulric, the king took it upon himself to set an example of me. He deprived me of my titles and left me to rot. As it were, he wasn’t really going to miss me.

Gladio said he’d help, if I gave him a little something. That little something being the small amount of dignity I had left. So he stormed off when I told him to shove it! I wasn’t going to do that to Ignis, and to be honest with you –so you know I don’t do it often, I’d rather stay in jail, knowing that one day I will see Ignis again and actually be able to look into his eyes, instead of hiding behind the reasons for my actions.

Although, I wouldn’t complain if –hold on, the guard is here. Let’s pick this up next time, yeah?

Thanks for listening. It helps. I’ll see you later –if you haven’t had enough of my crap yet.

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