#would love pictures soon aaa

[spearxwind]

I have never heard about Dima before??? who are they?

I remember seeing that name in the universe-chart thing you did a while ago (or was it in it?) but I don't think I've seen it ever since? or I might be completely dumb lmao, I'd love to hear more about them lore-wise!

other than that I've been a complete lurker of your tumblr in the last few years ever since I found your comic Extinction, just wanna say that I fucking love your art!!!

Great question!! You aren't dumb at all haha. Dima is actually my sona, and she's the dragon in my icon rn! For a long time my icon was C, but I recently changed it :]

I don't really post about her online very often, and I actively avoid sharing stuff about her publicly, especially her full design, because I have a history of sharing my sona designs and them getting stolen immediately so I refuse to let that happen again ^^; but I've had her for four years now I think!

And omg thank you!! Im really glad you like my stuff!! thats a long time too, hope you stick around to see more of the extinction guys :D ❤️

[rootspiral]

Agatha All Along deep dive: episode 1 part 4

(Wandavision entries: [1][2][3])

(AAA entries: ep1 [1][2][3][4] ep2 [1][2][3][4] ep3 [1][2][3] ep4 [1][2][3][4][5][6][7][+1] ep5 [1][2][3][4][5] ep6 [1][2][3] ep7 [1][2][3][4][5][6] ep8 [1][2][3][4][5][6][7][8][9] ep9 [1][2][3][4][5][6])

well, well, well, if it isn't the consequences of my own actions

do you think it took Rio a long time to choose her revenge dress? did she agonize over every detail? I picture her process like, okay I need an outfit that says fuck you (threatening) but also fuck you (horny) and fuck me (very horny) and then circle all the way back to FUCK YOU THOUGH (VERY threatening)

as to why Rio goes from super soft to *that* - I see it as the equivalent of the TV trope where someone almost dies and their loved one is very concerned, but as soon as there's no danger they slap them around the head and call them a fucking idiot. this is Rio's WELCOME HOME, CHEATER moment (Agatha has been kiiiind of been cheating death, lbr)

this is the best way rio could choose to approach agatha too, and not only because it lets her express all that pent up anger. what would be the alternative? sit Agatha down and have a honest chat? Rio knows her too well, she knows it would be simply too much. Agatha *is* more comfortable with big bombastic scenes, with violence that is a lot like foreplay. Rio is looking out for her right now, she is making it as easier for Agatha as she can, while also not letting her get away with her bullshit any longer.

one little sentence, so many ways to read it

only physically. she's not letting you in. not anymore. you'll have to save her from herself kicking and screaming. dear god she's actually honestly crying. this is a WHOLE fucking deal. and it's also the first time she sees Rio while knowing WHO rio is. she's feeling all the feelings

girls. GIRLS. how am I supposed to take decent screenshots if you keep flinging each other at walls. keep STILL! (look at the furniture btw, isn't it a bit curved? I think they're still using a fisheye lens. reality is still shifting. almost as if we're in the presence of an otherworldly being)

oh the metaphor of it. sometimes you just have to reach out and connect, even if you get hurt in the process.

BECAUSE SHE'S BEEN SHIELDING FOR SO LONG TO HIDE FROM PAIN. OH MY GOD. did a 2000s emo kid write this

every other MCU fight wishes it were this perfect storm of hot and emotionally devastating

Rio cannot physically kill Agatha, it's not allowed, she's only the collector. So what is she trying to do, exactly? Has Agatha really been cheating death for so long that Rio has no choice but to bring her in? Or is she not here to collect at all and this is just her way to get back at her ex (and possibly win her back)? I adore both options, they're tragic in different ways.

time to bullshit! time to bolt! time to get to that escape route! this is what Agatha does best. anything but face the truth

funny how agatha usually has no problem looking undignified. it's almost like this is not the point at all. so let's review: wanda has stripped agatha of the powers that have been keeping her hidden from rio. rio comes over to confront her - and not kill her, she wouldn't be allowed anyway. she does it in a way that agatha would find less scary than having a mature convo. still, agatha has to face things she's been escaping for so long and it's simply too horrifying, too overwhelming. the fact that she's joking around so much (while her future conversations with rio will be sad, soft, dramatic) tells you just how scared and how miserable she is. She's begging rio to stop, because even fighting and flirting, which is their comfort zone, is proving too much. And what does rio do? She listens and goes away. only temporary, she won't let her off the hook now that she has found her. but she's still willing to go at Agatha's pace.

aubrey plaza I would die for your evil little face

can I just say that agatha trying to flirt right now is devastating? she is at the end of her rope. she does NOT want rio to stay, doesn't trust herself around her in so many ways. but she knows how much rio wants her and just... she tries to manipulate her with flirting. it's a desperate gamble, completely undignified, completely in character for agatha. she offers herself to rio, but only physically. when what they had was infinitely more than that, it was beautiful, it was sacred.

and rio... forgives her. she laughs another one of her little soft laughs and lowers the blade. plaza is so good here, the way she says "okay, agatha," is a perfect blend of resentment and tenderness. she knows agatha better than anyone ever had or ever will. she knows why she does everything she does. and she follows her lead. one last time.

agatha's relief. she's trembling, deflated but still on her guard. she looks completely traumatized. the masterpiece that this scene is: you feel smart when you realize that they're flirting rather than fighting. when it finally dawns on you the real weight of their encounter... it's too late.

"by the way there's a bunch of scary witches after you and I totally want them to kill you, that's why I'm telling you exactly who they are and when they're coming"

agatha tries with all her might to believe that rio is heartless. because anger is easier than sadness.

we're leaning, we're leaning, we're leaning!

rio licking agatha's wound to heal it perfectly encapsulates her feelings: anger, horniness, and infinite tenderness. what a power move. rio was the one in control this whole scene, and it wrecked agatha.

"te veo" (I'm gonna go scream in a pillow)

she's gone, honey, she's gone. breathe.

Billy walking on the two of them having sex would have been less awkward than this

she was a BIT preoccupied, kid

and episode 1 is in the bag!

next stop: IT'S LILIA TIME

go to episode 2 part 1

[bigwishes]

Pretty Boy's Mistake

Kye was you average university athlete, mainly there to get a degree a generic sports degree to get a job as a personal trainer in the high end gyms, he rarely went to his lecture but always got outstanding grades. It wasn't that he wasn't passionate about sports or health, in fact he had taught himself pretty much everything the university had to offer before he had even gotten there. He was only there for a piece of paper. He spent most of his time in the gym, lifting weights whilst also training some guys on the side for some cash in hand work but he always made sure to put his own workouts first. His body was almost perfect and he loved every inch of it.

Although he wished he could be bigger. He saw some of the guys in the gym, how their tank tops looked like they could burst at any moment. One time he even saw a guys tank split because of an insane chest pump. He loved huge guys, wanted to be fucking huge like them. He would picture his gym crush and how his entire car would bounce and wobble when he squeezed his massive frame inside, he wanted a guy like that in his bed, he wanted to be bigger than that but a body like that would probably take him another 15 years to build and he wanted to enjoy and flaunt that size before he left uni.

Kye was in the gym when he saw a huge lumbering giant walk in. The man looked like a superhero right out of a comic and something possessed Kye out of no where. He followed the huge meathead to the locker room.

Kye stood there seeing the giant block almost all the lockers on a wall his back was so wide and Kye got nervous, a lump formed in his throat and he spat out what he had to say.

"so...how do I get as big as you bro"

the massive dude turned around looking around the locker room checking to see if he was talking to someone else, he let out a thunderous chuckle.

"you talkin to me pretty boy?"

Kye grew red in the face "y-yeah man, look I been lifting for a few years and I really wanna get fucking huge like you man"

"aaa just keep at it guy, youll be massive like mean real soon"

"how old are you?"

"Im 22 bro"

"22!" Kye yelled "bro im almost 23 how the fuck you get so big man, you gotta tell me your secret"

"hmmm, look, you're kinda cute bro so, I'll let you in on a little secret, for a trade of course"

"Anything man, anything, Ive tried everything I know with diet and routine and I'm just not swelling up like other guys are"

"I'll give you my secret if you tell me why you wanna be so big, annnnd, for a date" the large man raise his eyebrow and walked closer to Kye.

Kye's heart started pounded as he imagined what it'd be like to have his skull crushed by the giant bodybuilder's monstrous thighs

"o-okay, ummm, phew, is it hot in here?" kye tripped and stumbled over his words like it was his first time ever talking to a guy.

"so, why you wanna be big pretty boy?"

Suddenly the man had is arms leaning on the doorframe behind Kye forming an arch over him looking down at him.

"eer, well, I-I like size and, I like guys with size and I wanna be big y-ya know" Kye tried to avoid eye contact as the massive brute leaned in

"So you like big guys hey? why don't you keep your lil jock bod, let a mountain like myself have fun with you"

"Because I ain't no bodies bottom bitch, believe me man, if I was as big as you, I'd of already throw you against the wall and you'd be beggin for it"

The massive meat head in front of him bit his lip

"so you promise, once you're as big as me you'll be tossing me around?"

Kye smirked trying to keep up the confident façade

"yeah bro, but gotta warn you, I'm already a catch, once guys see me with arms tearing out of my shirt and my huge muscled fat ass squeezed into tight gym shorts you'll probably have some competition"

"oh I like a cocky meathead"

the man turned around walking back to his gym bag pulling out a small vial of orange fluid, he handed it to kye

"I'm Jason by the way"

"What is this?"

"My secret mixture, drink it man, it'll make you real big...and give you that fat juicy ass you want"

Kye instantly downed the drink and gave Jason a wink.

"Alright, Im gonna go workout man"

"See you tomorrow pretty boy" Jason laughed as Kye walked out.

Kye was stepping into his car, having to stop to catch his breath, he worked harder than he ever had. He knew the vitamin shot he was given wasn't going to do anything but it was at least energising. Kye felt a strange tingling, as the veins on his pelvis swelled with blood pumping downwards. Kye gritted his teeth feeling like he was about to get hard and suddenly he watched as his package swelled and doubled in size in his pants.

Kye jumped in his car feeling his thighs and arms swell. Like his pump was subsiding but his muscles weren't shrinking down to normal size.

He drove home, gritting his teeth and occasionally grunting the entire way.

Kye stepping of of his car feeling his shirt tight around his chest and arms. He let out a tired sigh feeling strange and walked inside. Kye saw himself in the mirror, his shirt tightly pulled across body. He pulled off his shirt seeing his abs slightly stretched out, rubbing his stomach watches his package swell again.

UUUUUGGGGhhhhhh He groaned.

"W-what the fuck is going on"

Kye watches as his bulge swelled outwards in his pants straining against the fabric, as his stomach swelled outwards with it.

"W-WHAT THE FUCK MY, MY ABS"

Kye grabbed his stomach feeling it strain

UUUUUUUGGGGHHHH-UUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRPPPPP

Kye let out a painful groan that turned into a belch as tears started to form in his eyes, his perfect 6 pack was gone swelled out like he had been bulking all year round.

Kye couldn't hold back the belches escaping his mouth and with each on his body changed. His arms swelled bigger, his thighs swells bigger.

He watched helplessly in the mirror unable to stop the changes, no matter how hard he pushed his stomach trying to get it to shrink the only thing he managed to do was push out another belch. Kye mercilessly began scratching at his jaw and neck feeling an annoying itch take over. He was too busy watching as his body swelled up to notice the changes in his face. Kye finally looked up from his bloated stomach to see himself, hairy, big and bulky.

"WHAT THE FUCK, I" Kye pinched the side of his waist in disbelief

BUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRPPPPPP

Kye's massive meaty hand felt is muscled gut vibrate as he belched. Feeling a surge of change again, but he didn't see himself get any bigger in the mirror, he heard a slight ripping noise and looked around. Turning to the side he saw the fabric of his gym shorts tight, torn and ripped over his massive muscular ass. His face turned bright red.

"Oh god..I'm...uuggh I'm like a fat bear"

Kye's stomach grumbled and he made his way to the kitchen poking and patting his gut hoping by some mirecal it would shrink and turn back into a six pack.

Kye sat in the gym locker room trying to hide his new burly body under bagging clothing. Embarrassed and hoping Jason would walk in at any moment. After about an hour Jason walked in.

"H-Hey Jason"

"Oh hey Pretty Boy, hows it feel bein big"

"I" Kye couldn't even finish his sentence before letting out a monstrous belch

"I didn't ask for this"

"yeah you did bro, you wanted to be big"

"AND NOW LOOK AT THIS, WHERE ARE MY ABS IM TUBBY" Kye lifted his shirt and poked at the muscled slab

"Man you aint tubby, you bulky, thick muscle"

"But I wanted my abs bro, I wanted to look like some pro bodybuilder not like some kinda burping werewolf"

Kye rubbed his gut cocking his mouth open belching causing Jason to laugh. Kye's face turned bright red

"Dude stop laughing and fucking do something, uuuggghhh"

"alright bro, quit the complaining I might have something for you"

"Anything is better than this man"

Jason handed Kye a vial filled with bright pink liquid

UUUURpp "so, this'll fix me?"

"Oh man, it'll give you the perfect body"

Kye looked at it suspiciously feeling the concrete wall he had for a stomach. He closed his eyes and downed, a few moments passed and Kye didn't feel much different, when suddenly the familiar sensation rose up from his gut to his throat.

UUUUUHHGG-UUUUUURRRRRPPPP

Kye's eyes widen and his face turned white

"WHA-UUUUUURRRPPPP DID-UUUUURRRRRRPP YOU GIV- UUUURRRPP ME?!"

Kye tried to speak more but he struggled to form a full sentence from his constant belching

"Looking good man" Jason laughed

Kye, felt is rock hard bloated gut and heard the sound of tearing fabric as his muscles bulged out of his shit, soon he was left standing there in the gym locker room in nothing but his underwear.

Kye looked at himself in the mirror disappointed by his huge muscle gut, he cocked his mouth open and belched.

Jason let out a booming laugh "bro you look like you take roids and smash 6 protein shakes hourly"

"bro why'd you do this" Kye sheepishly asked

"because you wanted to me big"

"then why not make me like you, why give me this huge gu-UUUUURRP"

"Coz you were cocky, and I find it hot when cocky guys get taken down a peg"

"oh" kye smiled "so now you've gotten you kick I can go back right?"

"nah, you were a pretty boy jock, now you can enjoy being a bulky cunt"

Kye went to walk away from the mirror, hearing his underwear start to rip around is massive muscled ass. That'll teach him to take stuff from strangers in the locker room.

[at4zxx]

Queen of ❤️s (angst)

Teen!BridgetHearts x reader.

( older Bridget x older reader?)

Genre: fluff-ish to angst💥

warning: readers death, before Red time travels. (Red is a little girl in this plot) , I DIDNT PROOF READ IT.

It’s badly written because I only had 2 hours of sleep :3

Summary: Bridget having a dream about her life as a teen once more. Wanting one more night with the reader, until waking up..

it felt the same. It looked the same.. it was her, it was you.

if this was a dream, I don’t ever want it to end. I want you to stay, stay with me.

Hand in hand, both Y/N and Bridget went back to Bridget’s dorm. A big smile on Bridget’s face as she pulls Y/N into the bed, hugging her tightly.

“You were gone forever!” Bridget whines jokingly, burying her face into the side of your shoulder.

All you could do was smile, pulling her close.

“Pinks, I was only gone for 2 hours, you know I had tourney.”

“I understand that, but why did you leave so soon? You should’ve said goodbye.”

“I was in a rush! Coach wanted me on the field ASAP. But Hey, you have me now. Is that better??”

Bridget thinks, yeah. It was better than you not being back at all. She nods.

“Yeah, it’s better than you not being back at all.”

Y/N sighs, kissing her on the forehead.

“I love you my dear.”

…

“I love you too darling, you won’t ever leave me, right?”

bringing Bridget’s hands up to your lips, gently pressing them against her palm.

“I promise.”

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The sunlight shun down on Bridget’s eyes throw the windows. It was another reminder.. that you weren’t here anymore.

you were dead.

Why couldn’t you just stay alive a little bit longer.

if only she knew how sick you were.. maybe, just maybe..

you would still be here.

The door opens, it was one of the guards.

“good morning your majesty- duties awaits.” They hesitate. Obviously they were scared of the Queen of Hearts.

Bridget gives a firm nod, standing up with her red robe wrapped around her.

“Very well, I’ll see to it after I get ready.”

The guard nods, walking out of the room and closing the door shut behind them.

It felt like a blink of an eye and she was already in the corridor of the castle. Little Red following her, staying as quiet as a mouse.

As Bridget walked out to the backyard garden. She walked to a more private areas. Covered in beautiful colourful flowers. Despite the entire castle not allowed to have anything but the colour red.

“Mama, what does that say?” Red asks, gently tugging on her gown.

Bridget looked down at Red, before looking towards where she was looking.

the tombstone.

‘Y/N/N’

‘loving friend, sister, aunt, niece, and lover. You will forever be missed.’

“.. her name was Y/N, she was very close to your mother.” Bridget responds, grabbing the picture they took of you during senior photos. It was the only photo she had of you after all..

“She’s pretty mama” red mumbles, looking over at the picture.

She nods in agreement.

“Yeah.”

“She is.. isn’t she.”

“You would’ve loved her my dear, I know she would’ve loved you.”

IM GOING BACK TO YELLOWJACKETS?? BRO WHAT THE HECK-⬇️⬇️ (courtney eaton is so AAA)

[obsessivelullabies]

bonjour again !

(i luved what you did for my last request 💗)

headcanons on arthur morgan falling face flat on the ground hard in love with the reader? how would he be around you? show his love? would he draw or write about you? jst a cute lil blurb idea on him confessing his feelings 💗🎀

(shy!fem!accent reader once again !!!💗)

Love, 🦢🎀

arthur had already been having a shit day. he was frustrated and sore from his day. seeing you was exactly what he needed, he stared at you as he approached you slowly. the moment you turned to face him, he got nervous and tripped over a stupid rock.

he’d been shamed and embarrassed, yet when you helped him up sweetly, asking if he was ok, he felt good about his fall. his heart swelled as he glanced at your concerned face.

arthur would struggle to start a full conversation with you. he didn’t want to overwhelm you. he’d always try though. he never gave up on talking to you.

sometimes, he just lounges around wherever you are. so he can peacefully keep an eye on you.

arthur shows him love through gifts and acts of service. “i got ya’ this while i was away..” and “i got it, you stay.” are very common for him.

he’d most definitely write about you! he wouldn’t be too sappy, just noting little details about you and things you said. if he has the time, he’ll draw pictures of you, especially if he thinks you look extra pretty that day.

arthur confessing his feelings would be awkward. he’d find you alone and try his best asking you out. “hey, uh, i got some spare cash.. i was thinkin’ you and me go out.. do somethin’. just us.” would sum it up.

aaa i’ll work on my cod requests soon i’m just rlly into rdr2 right now

masterlist! | reblogs and comments appreciated. | unedited.

[shuuuuush]

Please make a sharky fluff where he meets you at the beach, ( or anywhere) when he is with the beta squad and he notices you and comes to talk to you. They start talking and exchange numbers and meet in the future🫶🏻

LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT [SHARKY]

Warnings: none

A/N: AAA my first request! Of course, I love writing for my fav Sharky 🫶

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Sharky never loved to do these videos until he actually won in the previous video to go to the expensive hotel for the cheap vs. expensive hotel videos. He was overjoyed that he wasn't going to sleep on the floor of some crappy place, instead on a cloud soft bed suited for himself.

He was on team beta with Niko and Chunkz, and they were on a trip to the most expensive hotel they could find. Obviously, it was not too expensive, or the beta squad bank account would be in tears.

They still had time to explore the hotel and walk around before they had to film it all. Sharky decided that he would take a walk on the private beach that the hotel had.

Leaving his bags in the hotel room and leaving the two boys, he went out to the side of the hotel and looked around the beach. There were a lot of people down near the water. Currently, he was on the patio overlooking the beach, taking his phone out, and he decided to take a selfie of where he was, smiling and doing his classic peace sign.

Glancing at the photo he took, he was about to post it on Instagram until he looked zoomed in on a figure behind him in the photo.

You were in the photo he captured, leaning your elbows against the railings and using your camera to take a photo of the scene on this beach.

Sharky was stunned. He swiftly turned around and saw you in the flesh, his mouth agape.

A pretty person like yourself captured in his photo by accident? No, pretty wasn't the word. You looked like an angel, a stunning beautiful angel. He has never seen anyone in his life more beautiful than you.

He doesn't think he's ever had love at first sight, but today might be a first.

Scrolling through the photos you took, you smiled at how the picture turned out, and you placed the straps of the camera back around your neck and went to sit down on the bench behind you.

Niko and Chunkz left the hotel trying to find Sharky as they were going to start filming the hotel soon. Calling out Sharkys' name throughout the hotel, reaching the beach the still were still trying to find out where this man was.

"SHARKY! WHERE ARE YOUUU?!" Niko yelled out, cupping his hands around his mouth to make a louder sound.

"Sharkkyyy, where you at my brotherrr?" Chunkz sang out loud as he glanced around the beach searching.

They finally spotted Sharky, amidst the crowd of people, on the patio. They were down on the bottom of the beach. Running up the stairs, about to talk to Sharky, Niko was going to shout at him until suddenly Chunkz stopped him, putting a hand over his mouth to silence him.

Niko was confused until quietly Chunkz pointed at Sharkys line of sight. Sharky was still staring at you, standing still not knowing whether or not to go up to you.

Niko nodded as Chunkz removed his hand, winking at the taller man. They both had a plan to help Sharky out.

Chunkz strolled up to Sharky and placed a loose arm around his shoulder, scaring him by accident. "Heyy, whatcha looking at hmm?"

"Yeah, Sharks, something catch your eye?" Niko slyly said, walking up beside Sharky, grinning when he saw his face. "Ahem, more like someone?"

Sharky's face got red, as the two boys teased him about his interest in this person he doesn't even know the name of.

"Sharky, if you're gonna be in love, at least get to know their name, bro." Chunkz said, rolling his eyes, "I know you did not just stand here and stare at her like a creep."

Sharky slow turned towards Chunkz, a worried chuckle coming out of him. "Maybe?" Chunkz sighed and disappointedly shook his head at his response.

"Go talk to her, or we're sending you to Kenny and AJ back at that cheap hotel." Niko warned him, crossing his hands over his chest.

"Bro, you know I'm not good at talking to girls." He admitted, hanging his head low and running a hand over his face.

The two just rolled their eyes and pushed him towards you, despite Sharkys pleas, and yelled at him to talk to you and that they would watch from afar if he needed help.

Sharky gulped, and his palms became sweaty as he started to approach you.

"Hey there, uh, is this seat taken?"

You looked up from your camera and met eyes with him. And smiled, "No, it's not , you can sit there." You motioned to the seat next to you, and he sat down beside you.

"So," he cleared his throat, "What brings you here to this hotel?" He asked, and as soon as the words left his mouth, he cringed internally.

Oh my days, is that the best you could do? Obviously, she's at a hotel to stay here for something, you idiot. Sharky thought as he hoped you wouldn't think weird of it.

"I was invited here by a friend to take pictures for their wedding. I'm staying here for a night, though. I just thought I would take pictures of the beach since it's so pretty here." You answered, smiling at the man in front of you. To be honest, you thought he was pretty cute, too.

In your eyes, he looked as he was listening to you talk. But to him, he was still trying to find the words to speak. He was awestruck by you.

"Ah, yes, I see, I, uh, really like camera, I bet you take really good photos." Sharkys voice cracked as he spoke, causing his face to burn an even more red colour.

"Thank you." You giggled, placing a hand out in front of you, "I forgot to introduce myself, "I'm Y/N."

Taking your hand and shaking it, "Sharmarke. Well, my friends call me Sharky. I'm better known as that." Nervously smiling as he let go of your hand after he shook it.

"Nice name, Sharky." You nodded and grinned, "Where are you from, by the way? I live in London currently."

"No way, I'm from London too!" He said, smiling widely and laughed in disbelief. He was still really nervous inside, but he hoped it wouldn't show as much on the outside.

Up until this point, you noticed all throughout the conversation that he was nervous, like really nervous. And you wanted to get to know him better, without him being too nervous to talk to you.

"Okay, so, I need to ask," you put a hand on his shoulder, "Are you alright?" Asking him with a smile on his face, causing Sharky to get butterflies in his stomach.

"I'll be honest, I thought you were really pretty, so I kinda just... came over here to chat to you and get to know you a bit." Sharky admitted, rubbing a hand behind his neck and looking away from your eyes.

"And I wanted to see if I could get a way to contact you." He whispered under his breath, still looking away.

Feeling a warm fuzziness wash over you, a small laugh erupted out of you. "Like my number, you mean?" You said softly, and he looked up at your figure, nodding ashamed.

"I'll be honest, too, I thought you were pretty cute from the start, too. It's something about your eyes that just drew me in. I don't know."

All the compliments Sharkys getting right now is making him feel all fuzzy and boosting his ego.

Afterwards, you exchanged numbers and got up. You offered a hug, and he accepted your warm embrace. And as you hugged, you saw behind him two tall guys, looking over at the both of you and holding out a phone showing what looked like a video call.

When you let go, you asked Sharky, "Are those your boys back there?"

He looked back and saw Niko and Chunkz on a video call with AJ and Kenny showing the scene in front of them. You and Sharky. He sighed under his breath, "Oh my days," turning back around to you, "I am so sorry about them."

You just laughed at his response and said that it was alright. You waved your goodbyes, and he mentioned that he will definitely contact you when he's back in London. Leaving you to sit back down and smile to yourself as he went to finish off recording the video with Niko and Chunkz.

Flight 43's passengers, please make your way to the second gate to London.

Returning back home to London was a great feeling again, but it got better when you heard a certain voice call out your name from behind you. Turning around, you were met with the same brown eyes you saw before.

"I thought meeting you at the airport instead of calling you would be better." Sharky smiled as he came up to you. And as he saw the same smile returned, his heart felt whole.

The boys could chew him out about this, but he didn't care, and he was willing to endure it because, for once, maybe love at first sight really did happen to him.

Taglist: @b4tasquad

[squarebracketsmileyface]

do you ever picture what things would be like if, somehow, the stars aligned and allowed Tim and Brian to reunite sooner? i had a dream last night where they found each other when Tim was HEAVILY pregnant with Birdie/Birdie was still a teeny-tiny baby, and Brian felt so guilty over losing Jark (Jay/Lark) and overall everything that Hoodie had caused (i go by Joseph DeLage's statement that Brian wasn't in control/not in full control when he was in Hoodie ModeTM), so Brian just went, 'i have to atone for my involvement, and do good by Jark and be a shoulder to lean on for Tim/bonus parent for tiny Birdie since Jark isn't here' and i've been Fucked Up ever since X_X

also, this just gave me the funniest image of Brian just casually wheeling down the sidewalk in Wherevertown going to wherever he needs to be, and ten yards ahead is Tim (with his back to Brian so he doesn't realize immediately), either pregnant AF or carrying baby Birdie in a carrier or whatever, having to stoop/squat to pick up something he'd dropped on the ground; either Brian sees Tim's ass as he's bending over and thinks 'gawd dayum' OR Brian's not as far behind, so when Tim drops the thing, Brian comes to save the day because he carries around a little grabber/pair of salad tongs in the even this situation happens to HIM. Tim either stands up and turns enough for Brian to see his face OR they do the little cliche romcom movie thing where they both just happen to look up at the same time and immediately meet eyes O_O

dear god this got long, one and one thousand pardons aaa

Oh my god I fucking love this. I hadn't thought about this before, but I'm definitely going to now, because god that'd be amazing, things would probably turn out so much more easily for Tim if this had happened. Because in 'canon' he lost Jay, Brian and Alex all at the same time and he feels awful about it. Like sure, Brian isn't dead, but Tim doesn't know that and he massively blames himself for it. He was the reason Brian let go of that ledge and landed just wrong enough for it to kill him. He didn't go back soon enough to check on Brian, to see if he actually was dead, and if he wasn't, was just passed out or paralysed, Tim not going back to check would have doomed him anyway; no one would have known where he was, Benedict hall was abandoned so chances were that no one would find Brian lying there for hours, and if he had internal damage, that length of time was something that'd kill him.

This got... Long :)

Also calling Jay/Lark Jark is so fucking funny, I love it so much 💀

And also also, Tim bending over and Brian being like "👁️ Damn 👁️" At him is absolutely something that happens, in this lil au, and also just in 'canon' Sorry, It's Locked, that's just gonna be them for the rest of their lives. They're gonna be 80 year old men, and Tim's gonna bend over, and Brian's gonna whoosh past him and smack his ass on the way by. They're gonna be sickeningly in love forever. They're gonna be head over heels for each other for the rest of their lives.

This was really fun to think about. I'm probably not gonna get round to actually working on S,IL until after Christmas now, so it was fun to be able to dash out a longish thing about S,IL without having to care about continuity or making it read nicely and all that lol.

So Tim reuniting with Brian right after losing him? I'm thinking they meet before the crossroads episode, while Tim's still trying to get his life sorted out and figure out what to do, where to go, how to be a single parent of a newborn who constantly reminded him of the partner he'd lost. He was in hell. He was beating himself up for everyone's deaths, practically feeling like they were done by his own hands, even though only Alex's was. So if he dropped something, carrying baby Birdie and maybe some shopping bags in his hands, so he couldn't easily grab it himself, and he saw a lil grabber coming out of nowhere to pick the thing up for him, and turned around to be faced with Brian? I think he'd probably have a break down in the street, a little.

I think at first he wouldn't let himself be fully convinced it's actually Brian. He hasn't seen Brian's face since uni, pretty much, except on the tapes, and they're blurry as all hell, so he tries not to get his hopes up. He tries not to kid himself that this helpful guy is Brian. He's thinner than Brian ever was, he has a beard and mustache than Brian never had, he's in a wheelchair and he looks much more subdued than Brian ever did. But this guy's eyes just widen, and he almost whispers Tim's name, like he's also terrified of this being nothing but a cruel twist of the universe.

So Tim whispers his name back, disbelieving and on the verge of tears, putting his grocery bags on the floor and holding Birdie tighter because he just needs to. And Brian nods with tears in his eyes and his lip wobbling a bit as he tries to figure out what he should even say. What do you say to the best friend you haven't seen in years? What do you say when that friend is kinda of the reason you have a spinal cord injury? What do you say when that friend has a baby in his arms and you don't even know enough about his life anymore to know how or when or who.

In the end he just settles on "I'm sorry."

Tim stares at him like he has two heads, almost angry as he asks what the fuck Brian has to be sorry for. Tim's the one to blame for Brian's current situation, Tim's to blame for everything! But Brian is the one apologising? They stay in the street like that for a while, probably too long with how many people step onto the road to walk around them, giving them a mixture of concerned and irritated looks. Eventually they decide to move, head back to Brian's place because Tim knows the lift up to his apartment is broken and has been for ages (he hadn't thought it'd matter before, he wasn't going to be staying there long, planning on moving away from that goddamn town, that goddamn state as soon as humanly possible).

They talk on the way there, Brian offering to carry things for Tim, but realising that the only thing he could really carry would be Birdie in her little baby wrap carrier, because Tim's grocery bags are those really big ones and would tip over really easily if Brian so much as leant forwards an itch. And Tim's not going to just hand his baby over. Sure, this is Brian, but he's been a somewhat malicious seeming presence in Tim's life for years now and he can't quite trust him, not yet, not with his baby, not with the last living piece of Jay that he had left. So they make their way slowly slowly slowly across town, Tim taking frequent breaks any time they get to somewhere he can sit for even a minute.

They talk about everything. Absolutely everything they can.

Brian asks about Birdie first.

"what's their name?" "She's called Birdie."

"That's a nice name, and she's yours?" "Yeah... All mine." Tim says that but with tears in his eyes and his bottom lip curling over as he tries not to cry.

"Yours and..." "Yeah, mine and Jay's." Tim's voice is all croaky when he answers and they reach another place he can sit down, because he just needs a moment to put his bags down again and wrap both of his arms gently around Birdie's tiny body where it's wrapped securely against his chest.

"I'm so sorry." "She's all I have left of him, didn't even know I was pregnant until after he was gone... Finding out was..." "A lot?" "I felt like I was suffocating."

Brian just nods. He feels awful. He feels just as much like this is his fault as Tim does and they finish the rest of their walk in mostly silence. They don't let the conversation stray back to difficult things when they get back to Brian's place, it's just as shitty as Tim's apartment, but it's at least fairly accessible, and he and Brian try to keep things normal for a bit, trying to catch up like they were just normal people who'd lost touch after uni. But they can't really do that, can they? Because they aren't normal people, Tim had thought Brian was dead for years, only to find out he'd been wrong when he thought he was watching him die again. Brian had stolen Tim's meds, he'd stalked him and Jay around for months on end and made them feel almost as unsafe as Alex had.

They aren't normal people.

So the topic finds its way back to MH. They talk about what they remember, about uni and what had happened to Brian when he disappeared after that. Tim finds out that Brian barely remembers most of the last few years, felt like he was watching his body getting piloted around by someone else while he was trapped inside, and he tells Brian about his own memory loss.

Brian remembers at least some scattered bits and pieces from the times he and Tim in the mask were together. He talks about the relief of knowing that Tim was at least alive still, and about how even when he felt like he had no control over himself, he was glad that his body seemed to remember that Tim wasn't a threat, was someone he cared about, someone he loved. He also talks about the end, when he'd let go of that ledge and for the first time in years that felt like an action he had been fully in control of.

He doesn't regret it, he also isn't somehow happy he did it, it was just a thing that happened. What he's really glad for is the fact that Tim didn't have to go the rest of his life thinking he'd killed someone, that he'd killed him. Tim tells him about Alex, about how he had killed someone, and there was no mistaking it for an accident like there could have been with Brian. Tim had slit Alex's throat with Jay's penknife, mercy for Alex and revenge for Jay.

They talk and talk and talk, have dinner together before Tim has to leave to put Birdie to bed properly and take some time to himself so he can scream into a pillow. They get each other's phone numbers though, they refuse to lose contact with each other again.

They meet up as often as they possibly can after that first accidental time, mostly just spending their time at Brian's place, just talking. Tim obviously brings Birdie with him every time, he doesn't have anywhere he can leave her, doesn't have a childminder or anything, and, y'know, she's a newborn, she's only a few months old. So she comes with him. The first few times, she stays in Tim's arms or his lap, he doesn't let go of her the whole time, and Brian doesn't ask to hold her. He gets it. He understands as much as he possibly can from what Tim's told him, about how she's all he has left of Jay, about how he just can't trust Brian with holding her just yet, needs to have her in his arms so he knows she's safe.

Tim's told him about the nightmares he has. He dreams about losing Jay, he dreams about losing Brian, and he especially dreams about losing Birdie. It's almost nightly, he wakes up terrified that she's been kidnapped, or hurt somehow, or that he himself has hurt her, has killed her like he killed Alex, like he thought he'd killed Brian and still can't quite believe he didn't... And like he killed Jay, like he let Jay die. If he'd just put his upset at Jay aside and said they could stick together while they were looking around Benedict hall, he'd have been with Jay when Alex shot him and maybe Alex would have thought twice about doing it, maybe he could have saved Jay.

So when one day Tim asks if Brian would like to hold Birdie, Brian understands just how big a deal it is. He nods, though, he says he'd love to hold her, and he doesn't say a word when Tim fusses around with making sure he's holding her correctly, making sure that the brakes are on on his chair so he won't roll, making sure that Birdie's still bundled up safe and warm. And then he hands her to Brian, and she's a squirmy little thing, making little baby noises and grabbing at him when he cradles her against his chest like Tim showed him, supporting her head and smiling at her with tears in his eyes, because yes, she looks like Jay... But she also looks like Tim.

She looks a bit like Tim did when the two of them first met.

It's her eyes, sure, the shape is more like Jay's, all too big and a bit buggy, a little droopy and looking incredibly strange in her tiny baby face, but the colour is exactly like Tim's.

Tim tells him more about his and Jay's relationship while he holds Birdie, letting her hold his finger and babbling back at her when she makes her little baby noises. Brian decides that he absolutely has to be there for Tim and Birdie. He doesn't even say anything about it to Tim, just decides it for himself as he listens to Tim talking about how he'd tried to count back the months to figure out when Birdie had been conceived. Tim jokes about feeling like a weirdo for it, but he just had to know, he had to figure out what point in their relationship Birdie had started, to know and remember that moment as happily as he could.

Brian listens to it all, he doesn't even really feel jealous, doesn't feel any sort of weird at hearing Tim talking about his last partner. He listens to everything Tim tells him about Jay, the good sides, the bad sides, how awful it was trying to live around being hunted down by Alex and the Operator. Tim even mentions the fact that Jay was clearly figuring out his gender and how awful it feels knowing that Jay never got to live comfortably in his skin before he died.

Brian just listens, he holds Birdie and he listens while Tim gets everything off his chest, and he decides that he's going to be there for him through anything, whatever comes their way, he'll be there with Tim, for Tim. He isn't even doing it because he still likes Tim, because he wants to be in a relationship with him again. He doesn't even necessarily want Birdie to grow up seeing him as her dad too. He just wants to be there for Tim in any way he'll have him, whether that's just as a friend, or as something more.

[mandarinmoons]

hiii! aaa. OKAY. so, what abt reader (or spencer) finally getting a new puppy after seeing that is possible to have a lovely dog and work at the bau thanks to luke, lol. and then the other one coming to their shared flat and they are like (spencer or reader, up to you who decides to get the puppy) but sweetheart- (sighs) alright we can keep it because it's cute. hehe. just tons of your lovely spencer fluff! mwah.

You were used to having animals. Growing up you had several pets from goldfish to dogs and cats and when you moved to D.C. having a little loving animal by your side was something you terribly missed. You knew that it would be hard to keep a pet by yourself, especially if it was a dog who needed to be taken out regularly. However, you no longer lived alone, you had your lovely boyfriend Spencer and you were slowly wearing him down on the topic of getting a pet.

After one night of begging, pleading and showing your best puppy dog like eyes at Spencer to go to a kennel sometime soon to look at the puppies they have up for adoption, all that Spencer said was “We’ll look into it, okay?” and that was it for the whole night. The topic wasn’t brought up again for a few days until a better offer came up.

One of your coworker’s dogs had puppies recently and was looking for a home for them. After seeing pictures of the little furballs your eyes landed on one of them and knew you needed to have it in your arms. It was a little spaniel puppy with golden fur and a brown nose, it was adorable.

After finishing a shift you picked up the needed supplies for your newest family member and headed over to pick it up.

A few hours later you were at home and playing with your new love. The puppy was energetic and was gnawing on a toy you got him, holding onto it with its paws as he kept on going. You were so distracted with the dog that you didn’t hear the front door open and close. Spencer walked in and furrowed his brows as he heard the squeak of a chew toy, it couldn’t be what he thought it was. Spencer walked to the living room and was met with you sitting on the middle of the carpet, holding a small dog in your arms.

“Sweetheart…”

“Oh Spence! Come here, I want to introduce you to someone,” Spencer walked over to you and sat down next to you, the puppy immediately crawling over to him and sniffing him. A smile crept up on Spencer’s lips and he gently petted the puppy.

“Isn’t he cute?”

“He is, but where did you get him?”

“Marla’s dog had puppies some time ago and they needed homes, so I thought why not?”

Spencer sighs and tries to hold back a chuckle as the dog bites on his fingers playfully.

“You should’ve talked to me about this first, you know.”

“I know, but you were so hesitant and I really wanted him, Spence. I’m sorry that I didn’t come to you first, but…”

The puppy crawled back over to you and licked your hand, even if Spencer wasn’t too keen on having a dog right now he was going to have a hard time keeping you two apart.

“Well it’s a bit sudden, but I think I can come around to him. Okay, let’s keep him.”

“Really?”

Spencer nodded and you jumped into his arms and kissed him, making the dog bark and jumping up to join in on the fun. Both of you chuckled and Spencer cleared his throat,

“What’s his name?”

���He doesn’t have one yet, I thought that maybe you could do the honors.”

“Okay um… Spock?”

“Spock? Really? Any other name that isn’t after a Star Trek character?”

Spencer chuckles, “I don’t know um… Sunny? I mean he does have a golden coat.”

“I love that, do you like it Sunny?”

The dog licked your face which made you giggle, “Sunny it is.”

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[screamin-abt-haikyuu]

What do you think Asahi (and the other Karasuno members if you want) would do for y/n’s birthday?

(Totally not because it’s my birthday tomorrow and I love Asahi so much 🥺❤️❤️)

Omg happy birthday!! 🩷🩷 Hope you have a great one!! Here, hope you like these 🩷

Asahi would do his absolute best to make every birthday of yours special.

He loves you so much and he wants to see the biggest smile on your face.

He's very thoughtful and attentive so if you've ever mentioned you want something, however much in passing, he will remember that and make sure to get it for you.

There's also always a sentimental gift along with a material one. Could be a letter, could be a handwritten note along with a framed picture of the two of you. Something that's very sweet and cheesy but it's very him.

He'll be planning it for weeks in advance and fussing over the tiniest of details because he wants the day to be nothing short of perfect.

Because you're perfect and deserve nothing less.

As soon as the clock strikes 12, he'll be there with a handmade cake of your favourite flavour singing you happy birthday.

He also does a whooooole thing where he makes special outfits for you from scratch. A cute daytime outfit for the day and the most breathtakingly sexy outfit for the night. Perks of being with an apparel designer, you get custom-made originals exclusively for you.

He also does your hair for each outfit 🥹

Plans out the whole day. Everything is planned according to activities and foods he knows you'll enjoy.

"I just want you to know how much you mean to me, how glad I am that you were born and I want to try and make you as happy as you make me."

Aaa this was very broken and I wrote this in like 10 minutes because it's a busy day at work today but I also wanted you to have something for your birthday. Hope you like it!!

[rennybu]

hi.... i'm just a poor boy . who does not know the loam lore. would you be willing to share.... a summary.... (so curious i am a loam enjoyer)

oh my gosh hi griff..! oh there is so much to tell... i will h ave no choice but to put this under a readmore. the shortest answer is that he is my character of 3+ years in @jawsandbones homebrew dnd campaign and he is like a son to me. but to start off with baby pictures:

LOAM was born 52 years ago in a city called TILDEN, which is blocked off overland by a CURSED* SWAMP that creeps closer every year.

*Misremembered and only Recently Re-Contextualized Major Historical event

His mom is a shy, worried, and loving woman named Bayla - she's a druid and sells medicinal mushrooms of all sorts. His dad is an unwaveringly positive (but incredibly serious) mason named Uttara who proudly works on all sorts of projects around the city, especially major infrastructure. Yay stoneworkers!

(Because fantasy lifespans are strange and somewhat silly to me I just imagine Firbolgs to be stuck in their mid-20s existential dread until they're like at least 150. The backstory part of this spans literally 51 of his 52 year s of life. he's so young)

He got equal enrichment from time spent in nature with his mom as from time spent in the city with his dad. His nickname in the Tilden Firbolg community To This Day is "Always With Questions" - a kind of affix to differentiate him from any other Loams. He may not know much but he really would like to find out, please!!!! He sees a lot of beauty in the natural world, but his idea of what's natural is skewed somewhat by the uh, Curse. He once fell through some algae into a deep body of water and had a very fun memento mori experience as a kiddo (beautiful golden sunbeam shining onto a silty skull)

He got the name Loam very young from his interest in both his parents' work, which lead to him learning about soil types and uses in gardening and construction aklfhglskg. Loam was important for both jobs so he (in guess-what-I-just-learned little kid fashion) told everyone who would listen about it. The association STUCK and he's Loam now :].

His birth name is actually Rahara! but that's secret knowledge only his bestest friends and Tzip and some scarycool important NPCs know.

He loves beasts and magic and plants so much. And on the flip side he also loves and is fascinated by architecture and engineering. He never got any like, higher academic schooling or whatever, but had many many different apprenticeship type training relationships from his parents, other tradespeople in the city, from the senior rangers etc etc.

Small break to plug @jawsandbones lore packets for the Quarter Cities (including Tilden), Scarabae, and the overall campaign setting!!!! I'm just gonna talk about stuff without adding too much context of my own because AAA WORD COUNT!!!

The hole in Loam's ear was brought about by a shit ass Tilden local trying to tear his earring off him, since he'd bought it from a foreign merchant from a city Tilden/the Quarter has historically warred with. Loam's always been open minded and deeply curious about other cities, due to how isolated the bog is. Any visiting merchants are sources of wonder!!!! Even though he only bought the one hoop earring from the Quietus merchants (Mirjam and Mihail, mother and son!), after the ice was broken he stayed by their stall the rest of the day and talked about all kinds of things, and befriended Mihail!

Loam trained as a ranger as soon as he was old enough to do so!!!! He saw it as the next logical step past what his parents would be able to show him and was incredibly eager to get hands-on experience in the wilds. He met his first ever boyfriend among his peers there!!! Bragi... he has had many lovers and situationships in Tilden since, BUT only recently feels comfortable trying monogamy again after meeting Tzipporah.

Bragi unfortunately died badly to a creature in a traumatic backstory incident that left young Loam super fucking bereft and hyper aware of how easy it is to die. (Big monster attack + group of trainee rangers accompanied by a few more senior rangers + chaos and bloodshed. Loam carried Bragi to safety and tried resuscitating him but he was already gone. The experience made him uncomfortable with the idea of being in a defined, monogamous intimate relationship for the next like. 19 years. He felt like he got ripped in half!)

After the ranger's guild recovers from THE CREATURE ATTACK, Loam meets his close friend, Reece, a fellow ranger and Kenku (she looks like a masked shrike)!!!

He gets his septum pierced by the same visiting merchants from Quietus a few years after Bragi's death. It's a very important moment for him, where it feels like he can finally start to let himself change and grow beyond that event. He also spends more and more time in the city, away from the more rural/overgrown districts, and chases a love for the arts and partying and people, where he meets Kallirhoe (human, not a even a classed bard but like. an indie musician. an eboy if high fantasy had eboys. a tattooed twinkish fellow. you know the type)! They are very good friends who also have sex. Many days spent waxing poetic about THE BIG WIDE WORLD and how they'll never get to see it. (Spoiler: He sees it)

Loam gets into tarot as a hobby, and makes his own deck in a very scribbly freehand style with ink and charcoal!!!! he's slowly replacing them with more Worldly artwork - the deck he left home with was very. Tildencore

Many good years of being a party girl who has to go work a construction job tomorrow and then go be a ranger at 6. A rich and storied life. AND THEN THE GAME TIMELINE STARTS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

A path Through the bog has recently finished being built by Dagda, the Southern representative to the other Quarter Cities, making more trade possible overland, and making local tensions go even crazier. Also there are strange Awful Huge Scary Monsters appearing WORLDWIDE, so the Directions and the Three Kings of Scarabae and the remote island of Geest (ADRA'S HOME!) and the mysterious magical Widow's Wood are all like "STOP WAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING RN". Trials are held in the Western city of Dina to appoint FOUR TEAMS OF FOUR to help defend against the new threat. Loam is like. Well I've gotta fucking do that. I've got to try. If I'm not chosen, at least I've set foot outside. He has a fight with his mom about this, because she is terrified she will lose him, like she lost her mother in a previous conflict when Scarabae was occupying the Quarter, before Loam was born. He stands firm and his dad has his back, and ultimately he leaves with both their blessings, but his dismissal of his mom's feelings weighs heavy on him the longer he's away from home. (He has a big cry and reconciliation about this when he is next able to come home.)

I'm clapping and cheering and skipping joyfully because now he HAS MET HIS BESTEST, DEAREST, CLOSEST FRIENDS IN THE ENTIRE WORLD: ADRA ILSA AND TALEE!!!!!!! I have to be so careful now because we have no joke hundreds of pages of notes. I cannot read that shit on google docs mobile app. We are approaching session one hundred and fifty of this game. They love each other so fucking much. THEY ARE THE INFORMATION GATHERERS!!! A PARTY OF SLEUTHS!!!

He also has his meet-cute with Tzipporah at the trials, which in hindsight is hilarious, because of the whole, "Tzipporah was sent to the trials as a spy (by the very people responsible for the giant awful monster crisis) and immediately pegged Loam for an easy mark to get information from" thing. And he was 100% correct. But a lot has to happen before that gets revealed. They took a nice night walk and write each other big long letters. And Loam tells him soooooo much <3

At one point while exploring a wizard tower he attunes to a lightly cursed ring and forgets what his parents look like, like their likenesses are Gone from past and recent memory. Which is a big thorn of homesickness that he writes to them about. He has a big cry and stares at them both for a LONG time when he next sees them.

Also they save an orphaned Kenku from some bandits and now Loam has a little shoulder-sniper named Bubby. We have a son. A perfect little crow son who is really good at killing, with arrows. He hides things in Loam's hood regularly

Other major things include ummm umm Loam's TWO deaths, one during a dungeon-rescue type scenario in a room that was Flooding and full of Phantoms and also a charmed Druid (Feyan, good friends now) wildshaped into a big scary water snake. He was hurt bad and (comedically) levitated so he wouldn't DROWN but then got Phantom Speared right through the torso. Second one was because Tzip's evil half brother Vences was like, mad at him for being a good influence on Tzipporah and interfering with the spy duties. Chill touch so no healing + dagger in the ribs! Ow. Also the reveal that Tzip was a spy was happening like, simultaneously here so we were yowling and screaming. (Well. Talee and Co had their long time hunches about this. Loam and I had turned a beautiful blind eye to all suspicious activity)

ANYWAY HIS DEATH SCARS LOOK LIKE A COMET ABOVE HIS BELLY!!!! The spear scar made a patch of his fur turn white (front and back), and the dagger scar is its crude tail!

I am skipping over so many plot revelations i. This is just the Loam Cut. and it's not even all of it.

His buzzcut was for emotional superstitious reasons!!! He cut it after Death 2 and Tzipporah getting taken against his will back into Evil Gang. Loam's mom has a lock of his hair at home now. ALL THIS TO SAY TZIP IS OKAY, NO LONGER SPYING, WE RESCUED HIM AND RIPPED A MASK OFF HIM AND SAVED HIM FROM GETTING HIS MIND EXCAVATED ! SO LOAM IS GROWING HIS HAIR OUT AGAIN!

The deaths of his close friends and their allies have also been. insane for him to process. To return someone to life in this setting u need to like. entreat a Titan. plead on the deceased's behalf and offer something up for the chance to revive them. (NO player spells like revivify. house rule) So interacting with these entities he sees as like Both forces of the natural world AND of huge religious/cultural importance regionally. And to have their requests be HEARD? He loves magic he loves Titans. And the plot is unfolding in such a way that scares me so bad. He loves his titan (The Curious Spear) SOOOO MUCH he has like the foundational belief that it can see through his eyes. Even if not true it motivates him to always seek understanding of strange new things.

Oh my god I didn't even talk about his multiclass into druid. He's a druid also. Circle of the Stars!! As a navigational point. He loves them. He loves space. He loves geography and regional interpretations of constellations. He used to just do freehand observations but truly became dedicated to charting the skies of every place the party travels to, after Tzipporah gifted him a grid-lined journal <3 <3 <3 STARRY FORM!!!!!!

His awe and inspiration and hunger for knowledge is the well he draws magical power from. My Boy is thematically bound up in the soggiest parts of this earth and also the unknowably distant stars above and I'm normal about it (lie) (There is a new and scary Third Thing rising which is the space between. I <3 Void). I know i draw him beige and green but his like, character colour theme is. Dusk to me. Gloaming. When the world is lit like a dream <3

In summary. In conclusion. He and Adra and Ilsa and Talee (and the rest of the Four of Four) are trying to prevent Global Disaster of an existential scale never before seen and are being very brave about it.

Loam wants to understand everything about Everything. Because understanding is love. Unfortunately there are hostile resentful and vengeful forces making this hard to do. Most recently by saving a city we Unmade a magically sustained centuries-old library. And we haven't had time to like fully let that sink in. Because of the horrors of war and being Four of Four means responding to emergencies and protecting cities as best we can against a foe that was forgotten by history until like, 10 months ago. Less, even. I hope this is anything. I hope u are his friend now too because he is yours

good lord how could i forget. His gender is male in such a way that he does not give a shit about it. He's one of the girls. He's genderless. Like a knight. His sense of identity is built on Living Laughing and Loving.

his personal goals are 1. to uncurse the bog in such a way that the wrongs committed by Tilden historically are brought to light and righted, 2. to get super married to Tzipporah and build a house together, and 3. to somehow, eventually, through great teamwork and effort, cure(?) the dreadful lingering soul plague on the island of demeter. HUMBLE! OH and to make a finished star chart covering the entire planet. humble.

thank u for reading here are his current stats

[elvenbeard]

Sorry if this has been asked before, are you planning on getting Veilguard? I love your ocs and am sure would love to see your Rook grace my dash <3

Heyaaa :DD N'awww, first of all, thank you so much!! Honestly, I'd love to get Veilguard solely to make Tamlen in the CC and see if I can age him up and have him look like how I pictured him to look like older, back when it was uncertain still if there'd even be a Dragon Age 4!

But no, hasn't been asked before, at least not publicly on Tumblr xD (and even if, no worries, my asks are always open!)

I am planning to get Veilguard eventually, and I gotta say, I'm very sad and partly also conflicted that I can't play it atm and be there while the hype is big, enjoy it together with friends who have been waiting so long for a sequel xD DA was my big main fandom for so long, and I've loved DA since Origins (as you and a lot of the people who have been following me for a while probably know).

Currently though I'm A) still super invested in Cyberpunk - there is so much I still wanna do and create, and I'm scared that DATV would take up too much of the little time I have to do all that. B) I'm not in the best place mentally atm (just had some stuff happen these last months that dragged me down immensely, and I'm also finally legally transitioning irl - or trying to - and it's been an insane uphill struggle so far, as expected). And all that is also making it hard to find time and enjoy my hobbies like I used to, or doing commissions etc. And that gets me to C): finances are tight and I just can't afford an AAA title full-price right now. I know I don't have it nearly as bad as others and the game is a normal price for a AAA title, but I have necessary car repairs coming up, as well as vet bills, etc etc and in the grand scheme of things it is "only" 70€, but also 70€ I need to put towards these upcoming necessary bombshells on my bank account.

Sorry that turned into such a wall of text, but I guess I'm taking the chance to write a little life update XD In the long run I'm excited to get to know eveyone's Rooks, especially my friends' and long-term mutuals', but currently I have everything DA-related blacklisted to avoid spoilers for as long as possible. (And I hope I can open comms again soon and here as well am more than open to DA-related stuff again, as I've always been, even when I wasn't actively creating much for the fandom myself!)

[berrypass-de-murdler]

63. The Body in the Snowdrift

So it's snowing now? It wasn't snowing last episode Eh whatever idk when this takes place

4 more days until my existaversary but that doesn't have anything to do with the episode

I am becoming S T R E S S

DON'T READ THE EPISODES UNTIL YOU'VE FINISHED THE FIRST BOOK!!

Logico gets a letter in the mail from Brownstone.

“Hello Deductive Logico. 

Maybe we got off on the wrong foot. Dammit! That sounds suspicious. Regardless, I need your help - a lot. I need to talk to you about something of grave importance. Please, come to the monastery, I’m begging you. I don’t want to murder you…”

Would you trust that letter? Logico does. He goes there. And speaking of GRAVE importance, someone’s dead! And it’s BROWNSTONE, A NAMED CHARACTER??? Good thing we weren’t attached to him.

There’s the whole church gang. Mango, Verdigris, Lapis, and… Brownstone’s brother Brownstone. Identical twin, of course. He even has the broken antler on the same side. This is really weird...

BROWNSTONE: ‘Sup. I don’t work here, just wanted to see my bro. [casually points to the corpse] MANGO: They caught me for my crimes, and now I am stuck here in the smol church. [wails] 

Lapis is screaming her head off… just because. Mango is drowning his sorrows in wine.

MANGO: OHM YUM, I INDEED DO LOVE WINE!!! [inhales]

Verdigris is singing [kill me now].

VERDIGRIS: MIIIIIIIINE, OUTSIIIIIII-I-IIIIII-IDE!

The big problem is that she’s GOOD. You know who isn’t good though, are the monks that Brownstone 2 is listening to. 

MONKS: LA LA LA LA LA LOOO, LA LA LA LA LA LOOO, AAAA, AA, AAA

One of them sounds kinda good… the rest of them are shit.

GOOD MONK: A HOLY RED STAIN IS ON THE FORBIDDEN BOOOOOOOKS… BAD MONKS: YOU SACRED FOOL, THAT WASN’T A LIIIIIINE

LOGICO: I could listen to you sing all day… MONKS: THANK YOU.

They all start belting again, and Logi leaves. 

The killer was the UNmasked singer!

VERDIGRIS: [tears in her eyes] The parishioner that Brother Brownstone killed a while ago was my father… and I was bound, by blood, to defend him! 

Brownstone 2 is listening to this. Logico bets that he’s gonna murder her soon.

LOGICO: Goodbye, Deacon Verdigris. VERDIGRIS: WHAT?? BROWNSTONE: My bro had this. You should probably read it, ‘cuz it’s for you.

He hands Logi a note. It says…

“The answer to your questions is not found in the future, but the past.”

Logico doesn’t care. He wanders by the awful singing monks again and stares up at the ‘good’ one, whose voice made him feel something. It looks up at him slightly, and Logico sees FAMILIAR SHADES AND HAT UNDERNEATH THE HOOD-

LOGICO: [outrageous feminine scream]

The end!

Look at this silli bunch

I love fucking around on gacha with all my little murdlers. Can you name everyone in this picture?

The power of Goat Lord compels you!

See you next time murdlers!

[rootspiral]

Agatha All Along deep dive: episode 1 part 3

(Wandavision entries: [1][2][3])

(AAA entries: ep1 [1][2][3][4] ep2 [1][2][3][4] ep3 [1][2][3] ep4 [1][2][3][4][5][6][7][+1] ep5 [1][2][3][4][5] ep6 [1][2][3] ep7 [1][2][3][4][5][6] ep8 [1][2][3][4][5][6][7][8][9] ep9 [1][2][3][4][5][6])

so babe, hear me out. we could adopt him. just spitballing here (agatha, probably)

bwahhaha fantasy!billy and his death stare, meanwhile real billy is such a polite baby

if you look closely you can tell Joe Locke is fighting for his life holding down laughter in a lot of his scenes with Katrhyn. he has nerves of steel, couldn't be me

(also, billy telling her she has neither the respect of her peers NOR a fulfilling home life? harsh, but fair.) (at least her wife is trying to fix the home life part)

honey, don't go around kicking grumpy little twinks now! perfectly in character. despite her chaotic exterior, rio is a very lawful person. she is literally the laws of nature!

the Ballad plays faintly in the background when Billy mentions the Road

I love when good actors have to pretend to be bad actors. and I also find it interesting that Agatha cast herself as a good guy. does it make her feel better? is she telling herself that all the atrocities were justified, that it was only survival instinct? (like rio said, she's only lying to herself)

I had to look up the painting, it's Macbeth meeting the three witches (thank you Reddit!) So Macbeth (Agatha) and Banquo (Billy) meeting Lilia, Jen and Alice?

how did I miss Billy sitting on the chair Rio was just on?! amazing lens choices here too

Wanda's death makes her cry again. I honestly, honestly believe she feels awful about what she did to her. but guilt will never be enough to redeem her - especially because she tends to run away from it.

Wanda's magic was so strong that it took at least four things to undo the spell: Wanda dying, Rio's intervention, Billy's counterspell, and Agatha's willpower. It was a group effort, Agatha could have never done it alone. And despite her scorched earth tactics, there are still two people in her life, rio and billy, willing to help out in her hour of need

it's naughty tiiiime

I still really love the curls

can I say iconique?

it's like someone's about to die at the end of this

bwahahahahaah and oh my GAWD all the case files and boxes, where did she GET that stuff, did she rob a precinct, did she make them with the power of arts and crafts

you know what I think? being naked here is a power move. she is being very over the top because she's really uncomfortable, she just woke up and she's in those moments when you stop dreaming and have to relearn what's real and what isn't. she is someone used to calculate and scheme and micromanage every aspect of her life and she is not in control right now. what does Agatha do to reclaim control? she puts on a show. to her, being under the spell was way more like being naked, her insecurities and emotions and past were out in the open for everyone to see. being physically naked could never be nearly as distressing, and this is a nakedness she chose, because it tells people nothing about herself, nothing of what she wants to keep secret and protected. she's got the upper hand, not the other way round

you are all cowards and sheep for not saying Wanda's name, says the lady who would rather hide under a dozen magic layers than face her problems

that is so nice that they brought her groceries actually??? and lol those are the flowers in Agatha's crime scene pictures

that little girl is having a great time

FUCK CLOTHES BUT FUCK THESE CLOTHES SPECIFICALLY!!!!

(wait am I allowed to post butt cheeks? what are the rules right now?)

she turns quiet and emo as soon as she's alone

why doesn't she just - kiss the wiwwle bunny. bury her nose in that big fluffly head. even villains need a cuddle sometimes.

sure, bring señor scratchy. so menacing. that'll show them.

poor boy. trapped in a closet with ralph's bluray collection

aaand I really want to get to the next scene so I'll start on it right away, hopefully it'll be ready later tonight

go to part 4

[cashewpilk]

I'll add to this later, but I'm trying to cultivate a social media presence because sometimes I make cool stuff and I want people to maybe see some of this. So here's my pinned post of socials and a better bio. Yippee.

I am Arlo, I'm a transmasc artist, writer, and occasional feedback giver.

Soon to be Denver based, but let's be real, I'm based everywhere I go. I am currently working on a comic on movements for social change and the ways they can and have worked, as well as creating a picture of the kinds of difference they can make on a grander scale progressively.

Right now I'm just practicing making more cartoonish art and writing my first zine, it's about a union starting in the wake of a workplace accident and the people who a union really benefits.

In the meantime I'm also doing news column style blog and op-ed posts about things I think about and becoming the unhinged sh*tposter I want to see in the world

I haven't ever had a project I work on all myself like this, but in my time working on others' stuff I have taken a hard look at what I want to do with my online presence and why I love creating things.

This is my first sincere attempt at making myself known in a way that attaches to who I actually am personally, it's equal parts terrifying and exciting. Am I picking a terrible time to become more visible in terms of what I believe and who I am? Absolutely! But I didn't find the voice I want to put out into the world until recently and now that I have, I want to take up that space.

Some other things about me:

I have AuDHD, CPTSD, and OSDD. I don't identify as a system, I tried that for a while and it was not good for my mental health, but that's just a personal preference. In fact, while I do want to continue to make these labels known for visibility, I don't intend to make them central for myself.

My favorite AAA games are Elden Ring, Crash, Control, Outer Worlds and all of the Dark Souls\Bloodborne stuff. Unfortunately also a Bethesda enjoyer, except the space one, that was rough.

Some of my recent Indie faves are Stray, Sea of Stars, and Inscryption.

My all time favorite comic is Invincible, I also enjoyed the Umbrella Academy comics quite a bit, but admittedly they did get super weird so heads up.

Below are my other socials, I refuse to use anything by Meta so it's just here, Bluesky, and AO3 for now. If I get people interested maybe I'll start a Discord server, who knows.

My essays, published on AO3:

Speaking to No One

Here's my Bluesky, you do have to be signed in to see it. I am new to the format, but so far I kinda like it.

Tip me because I made something you thought was cool here, if you would like

Bluesky: @materialism-boy.bsky.social

https://ko-fi.com/arlodoesstuff

Please consider supporting this artist in need, I noticed that they are dealing with some difficult things recently.

https://ko-fi.com/marlo

[boolger]

I think you mentioned once that Ale and Rudy get their own hybrid (Vallllll) and I really REALLY want some jealousy moments between the boys and Val bc she's also a women so I think reader would like that and the guys are just so so jealous

Love ur workkk

AAA thank you sm!! <3

And yes!! Ale and Rudy did buy Valeria when Price got the boys ~ She is actually going to appear in the next chapter that I will post very soon.

She is a calupoh hybrid in this fic - a Mexican wolfdog!!(as pictured below) bc i feel like that fits Valeria well. She and reader isn't quite going to get along, but there will definitely get some jealousy involved, though not quite in the wya you describe.

and ty again<33 I hope you have a good day!!

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

OH MY GOD??? suguru literally just saying that they’re you’re ex partner now even if you were gonna go back to them is just…. Oh my lord he’s so <33 protective + loving king I want to kiss him I NEED to kiss him. No bc ur so right he is the only man good enough!!!!! Him comforting u is absolutely my favourite thing because with him reassuring u and basically telling u that ur ex isn’t worth crying over but also!!! Him cupping ur face and wiping away ur tears with his thumbs and kissing ur forehead and stroking ur hair when u cry into his chest ohhhh I’m obsessed <333 BUT ALSO I feel like as soon as u two are together he would publicly post about you all the time not ONLY because he loves you so much and is proud to have u as his partner but also as a punch in the face to the person who cheated on you. Him taking the most beautiful pictures of you (even if he thinks even the ones from awkward angles and the ones where you make funny faces are worth hanging up in a museum) and posting them to his insta with the most lovesick captions like “so lucky to have them <33” “beautiful angel 💗” etc etc… he knows there’s a chance they might see it and he’s like “:) look at what you lost you complete and utter loser” EHAHEHHH I LOVE HIMM -stsg anon :3

AAA IM SO GLAD U AGREE <3333 stsg anon our talks rlly make me remember how wonderful this man is like….. idc what anyone says sugu wouldve THRIVED in any kind of shoujo manga ok ….. he wouldve blossomed. born to shoujo ml forced to shounen antag T_T HES SOOOO PROTECTIVE and comforting it drives me insane :’’3

AND AAAA him posting u all smugly 😭😭 thats so cute and funny !! 100% canon btw that man is SO spiteful he’d get sm joy out of imagining ur ex seeing it … feeling jealous …. regretful….. but he makes it so so clear that they dont stand a chance bc u & him are soulmates <33 he’s so… u get it stsg anon. we are the Same.

alsoooo on the topic of photos!! i feel like sugu would especially treasure the photos he has of u where u are just . unguarded yk?? when u dont see the camera and dont bother to ”look good” — to him it’s like capturing a part of you that no one else gets to see. he’s a sap <33 he just loves u sooo much even and especially when ur sleepy and groggy and drooling a lil . huffing and puffing or tripping over urself w laughter. he’s so sneaky w the photos too like u do NOT notice u just turn around and he’s looking at u like this ^_^ hiding his phone behind his back LOL

(i also think he’d keep them all to himself — not because he’d feel embarrassed to post them, but because he doesn’t want anyone else seeing you like that <33 he’s so. yeah)