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[mutatiio]

What if little Armi brings Maul snacks?

maul - who typically only eats raw, unseasoned meat - shall be eating those snacks with no complaints.

#acharnemcnt #⸢ inbox ⤑ maul ⸥ always remember. #he likes the lil guy. #maul doesn't eat food to enjoy food. he eats it for energy and bc he needs it. #but he's eating those snacks lkdxmvkdcf.

[ms-paint-idol-hell]

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Hi! Welcome to ms-paint-idol-hell on tumblr.com!!! If you're new here, or just checking this blog out, feel free to read up on what it's about right below!

1.) Firstly, let me introduce myself! I'm Oli, and I've been running this blog since I was 14. It's been my pride and joy since then, and I've been drawing here and there when I remember to since its inception in December of 2015.

2.) A lot of my recent drawings, as you can see, are NOT created in ms paint. This is because I am lazy and quite frankly have access to better drawing programs, and while I can still technically draw on ms paint if I wanted to, it's honestly sort of annoying because of the lack of useful features and, more importantly, LAYERS!!

3.) I'm not the only person on this blog!!! (As of the making of this post) I have two other buddies that share this blog with me, but those losers haven't posted in like two years, so I just pretend like they're not here most of the time. Besides, I made this blog, they can't take it from me or I'd maul them.

4.) At this point, this blog is just a Love Live!-centric doodle dump for me. Feel free to request something in the inbox, and I'll get to it eventually.

If you have any other questions or just wanna chat, the inbox is always open! Thank you for reading and have a totally tubular day!

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[lunapwrites]

three knocks: 2 3 11 15 😍

Ahhh, three knocks my beloved <3 <3

2: What scene did I first put down?

So I did in fact write this in order, no jumping around. So the first scene -- Tonks describing the brutal murder of Lucius Malfoy -- was the first one I wrote. :D

3: What's my favorite line of narration?

EASY!

The escape itself was a blur of moonwashed stone and screams. She remembered the copper-sweet tang of blood on the air, the sucking rasp and rattle of dark cloaks, the icy wisps of her breath as she whispered curses into the dark. She remembered the guards falling before them, thinking these are my brothers. She remembered fangs flashing against Black fur, thinking this is my blood and blood will out.

Like I wrote that and I was like I HAVE PEAKED. I WILL NEVER WRITE ANYTHING THIS GOOD AGAIN. (I know, logically, I can only improve BUT it felt that way at the time lol.) I still read this line though and I just get so fucking hyped.

(My next favorite is probably the bit where Remus makes bad jokes about mauling people and immediately calls himself out like "ah, too soon." Like YES TOO SOON MY DUDE but also no babygirl, you have never done anything wrong in your life ever.)

11: What do I like the best about this fic?

LILY. Good god. I love the way I wrote her here. She is soooooo !!!! UGH! Like I know that I tell people that her entire cadence and way of speaking in this fic is based off of Hannibal Lecter (Silence of the Lambs version) but like... just this polite, restrained malice. This logical madness. She is a tiger in the grass with blood in her teeth. She is beautiful and terrifying and she knows it. I fucking adore her.

15: What did I learn from writing this fic?

Honestly it's that the limit doesn't exist. Have thought, put it on paper. Go chewing-drywall levels of insane over it. SOMEONE else will love it, I promise. Don't get caught up in the "well I don't know if people would--" no. Don't worry about people. Don't worry about getting it perfect. Once you let worry beta for you, you've started digging your fic's grave. Just write what makes the brain go brrrrrrr. The rest will follow.

Disclaimer that I do often need to take my own advice here lol

Thanks for the ask!

From this ask game! Inbox is always open. :)

#ask games #fanfiction ask game #responses #three knocks #lily evans #nymphadora tonks #hp

[thecarnivorousmuffinmeta]

HI i just wanted to say that i really enjoy your twilight metas (as those are the only ones ive read so far) and you're a genius. it's awesome to me how realistically you think about characters and the plot, which i have never been able to do because i always get confused. thank you especially for your post about jacob and how the fandom treats him bc ive always had mixed feelings! i love him (the fanon/new moon him ofc) but i also felt rly weird about the whole SA thing, especially as a brown boy thats been villainized (i didnt SA anyone i just realized how that sounds) i understood that it had racist roots but it still...happened, yk? anyways u put it beautifully and its alot easier to understand how i feel about him now. also like everything else u post about!! i despise the cullens w my every being but its so entertaining to see their dynamic and actions laid out. mostly bc it solidifies my hatred but anyways. they also kind of change my views on other characters, like i always kinda liked bella (i dont like alot of things she does but alot of the fan content i see on her made her feel rly relatable) and its rly interesting to see that she would be a kind of absent parent, bc id never considered it like that and it makes so much sense and woah. u have so much evidence to back up ur theories and opinions too--i tend to get lost in fanon but i dont rly do that w ur posts! even ones where ur spitballing its just muah chefs kiss i love. i write alot of self fulfilling fanfiction and tbh it does not feel the same when the characters r too ooc and ur posts have helped a fuck ton! ur super cool and i love ur stuff keep going :)

i do have some questions tho u dont have to acknowledge it at all and ik you tend to focus more on the cullens, but what do you think the wolf pack is like now that jacob, leah, and seth have left, and now that they have so many new members? do you think any other girls would have shifted and how would they be treated? ik leah was kind of alienated in canon not only bc shes a girl but also bc of her feelings, and i cant tell if the pack would be wary of her/treat her the same as leah, or if they would have learned their lesson.

have a good day!

Well first, thank you, I'm very flattered. I'm going to go ahead and acknowledge @therealvinelle here as well as she's I believe the one who originally posted the post about the very complicated topic of Jacob Black and his terrible choices throughout the series.

As for your questions there are a few pack questions in my inbox but it's mostly a matter that people keep asking questions about Bella and she keeps getting eaten.

Also, I'm not sure you want me answering these questions. Like all of Twilight, it's a bleak pit of despair.

But here we go

What About the Pack/Tribe After Breaking Dawn

There's a lot of shit going on in the tribe right now. Jacob leaving is just part of it.

They have an unprecedented number of shifters in the community and that's going to spell... a lot of issues in the years to come.

Namely, per Sam and Emily, domestic violence will be through the roof and kept very hushed up for the understandable reason of these people look like they were mauled by bears. This will also likely increase the number of deaths in the tribe, especially among those who are young. Accidents happen, it's not good, this is going to have a devastating impact on the people.

You also have a lot of angry, disaffected, young men who can no longer really be a part of society. They can't really attend school, can't even really leave the reservation for fear of turning into a wolf, they can't hold a job, at the age of nineteen or younger they each had their futures ripped away from them.

Some, Seth, handle this very well (possibly because he hasn't clued into what this means yet), others like Jake... do not. These people have had their lives turned upside down and in some cases utterly ruined: that's not good in any society.

Then you have the imprinting, lord, the imprinting.

To date, there's the Sam, Emily, and Leah disaster. The three of them handled it very well, but it still utterly destroyed Leah's life and emotional stability. Not helping, of course, is that Leah has had her very identity taken from her, has no privacy, and her only option of escape is to follow Jacob around which... we'll get to in a few paragraphs.

Added to that, you have the Claire/Quil disaster, in which the tribe is desperately trying to handle it by a) keeping it very quiet b) trying to make Quil just be the babysitter. That's unlikely to work out for them and is just angstfest all around and no one's fault.

And then, of course, Jacob/Renesmee. Jacob, having now imprinted, will follow Renesmee to the ends of the earth. He has no other purpose now. Which means that Leah and Seth, who are in his pack, get to follow along and uproot their lives. For the tribe this means they'll never be rid of the Cullens, not truly, and Billy has lost his son entirely. Not to mention it's guaranteed to go awful places.

Then you have the paternity questions this whole thing drudges up, the trauma of these children having to be sacred warriors and having slaughtered demons with human faces, many of whom were also once children and more.

The tribe and the pack are a goddamn mess.

Jacob imprinting on the Cullen hybrid daughter and leaving the tribe? Yeah, it's weird and no one likes it, but that isn't even the peak of the nonsense these people have to deal with.

Would the Other Girls Shift?

No.

Leah seems to have won the genetic shitty lottery. In 600 years of shifting, there has never been another woman, and Leah has all shifting bloodlines in her veins.

It seems Leah was just very unlucky.

Were other girls to shift I imagine they'd face much the same situation. Suddenly teenage boys are witnessing them naked, all the time, they have no choice to become sacred warriors (a role not typically meant for women and which will very much feel like 'the boy's club') and I don't get the idea that anyone learned anything from Leah.

Jake certainly didn't, he just thought she was Uber Bitch until she begged him to let her in his new pack and reminded him she was a human being with feelings.

The concept genuinely had not occurred to him.

TL;DR Remember kids, Twilight is despair

#twilight #twilight meta #twilight headcanon #twilight renaissance #twilight quileute #sam uley #emily young #leah clearwater #seth clearwater #jacob black #meta #headcanon #opinion

[apocalypticwafflekitten]

Talk to Me

Maul x Reader

A/N: Hey! This is another fic that’s been sitting in my inbox for the past eternity! I like this one, but I think I’ll come back one day and edit it because I still feel kinda eh about it. I really wanted to get a story out. It’s been ages since I posted something and I kinda feel really back about it. Still, I’d love your feedback on it if y’all would like to give that! I hope y’all enjoy!

Original Imagine/Summary Thingy: I had an idea that made me really sad, so be sad with me!

Warnings: A bit angsty this one, but it has a hopeful turn to it!

Word Count: 649 (This is really more of a drabble. It’s pretty short, but that’s alright!)

“....Please....please talk to me.” You whimpered against the cool metal door that lead into the ship’s cargo bay, “If you recognize my voice please say something.”

In the hours you’d spent on this flight, you hadn’t received a single response. Still, you weren’t willing to give up on him. Not after so long away from him. You rested your back on the wall beside the cargo door and prayed by some miracle that he would recognize you. 

The last time you saw Maul, he held your face and kissed you in a shadowed corner of his loading bay before departing on a mission to Naboo. He told you he’d be back in a matter of days. 

‘A matter of days.’ you’d scoff to yourself. 

Days became weeks and months, and they all bled into years. 

‘Fifteen years.’ You thought to yourself as you cried against the metal wall.  

What’s worse, he was...different when you and Savage found him. He wasn’t the same quiet, calculated man you fell in love with. His markings were the same, and his horns, although grown out as if reaching for salvation, were in the same places. But this...this mass of wired, spidered legs and machinery was not your Maul. He rambled like an insane man. Crying out about darkness and hunters. About worthlessness and his own desperation. And you guessed that yes, fifteen years alone would make anyone crack to some extent, but to see the eyes of your beloved after so long and realize that they no longer recognize you....that took everything from you.  

But you always carried a flicker of hope. A dream that he might recognize you given enough time to heal. So you helped Savage take him to your ship and you took off for Dathomir. 

You hadn’t stopped crying since you got on the ship, and it didn’t seem that you would stop anytime soon. Not that you minded. There was so much to take in after today. He’d been alive all these years while you’d carried on with your life after grieving for him. 

“Please.....please still be you. Please still be you Maul...My Maul.....please.....please.” You sobbed quietly, as if you were afraid to even whisper his name. 

There was silence, and then you heard a the smallest groan from behind the door.  

Immediately you perked up and pressed your ear against the door.  

“Maul! Maul is that you? It’s me! It’s your-” 

“Star—sta—?” He cut you off.

Your eyes widened before you heard a thump and another groan and then silence.

You rested your head against the cold metal of the door and balled your fist there. He....he almost said it. He almost made it. But that means he remembers you right? He...He knows whose on the other side of this door right? Even if he’s hazy he still remembers right? Oh Maker, please let him remember!

“Don’t worry (Y/N). We’re almost there. Mother Talzin will help him.” Savage spoke softly, trying to comfort you.

“Thank you Savage. I’m just so scared that even when she heals him, he won’t remember who he was....or who I am.” You could feel a new wave of cold tears brimming at your eyes.

“He will. I don’t think anyone could really forget someone they love. Not fully anyway. That kind of love comes from deep inside. From a place that cannot be touched. He’ll remember you.” 

Savage’s reassurance left you speechless for a moment. 

“Wow. I--Thank you,” You pause, “I didn’t take you as a romantic.”

“I’ll admit, I don’t know much about love, but I know I’d never forget my brother.” 

You were silent as you looked back to the cargo hold door, letting the words sink in before you looked back through the front windshield of the ship, seeing the red glow of Dathomir creeping into view. 

~~~~~~ 

@justalittlecloud​ @fanficsforheartandsoul​ @thundershield​ @spookiifi

#darth maul #darth maul x reader #darth maul imagine #darth maul x you #star wars #hey look I finally wrote something #mark this day on the calendar #I do like this piece #I might come back later and edit it though #It's kinda eh right now #But I think it's still pretty good!

[scully-loves-ruthie]

I posted 382 times in 2021

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My Top Posts in 2021

#5

YoU'rE NeVeR GoNnA LoVe AnYtHiNg As MuCh As ThE X-FILES

26 notes • Posted 2021-05-13 15:37:04 GMT

#4

Y'all remember when Mulder had a brain disease for like 3 episodes? Shit was wild.

29 notes • Posted 2021-03-27 00:50:09 GMT

#3

And Maggie said, you have to let him go. But I can't she answered, he'll drown...

Drown he did. Everyday releasing his hold on the life raft that was his office desk. Slowly sinking to the bottom of the ocean floor. Looking up, watching the lines collect around her face, only to quickly realize she’d grown a little too used to cracking open his coffin and saying goodnight at the end of the day. He come to notice that small simmer of surprise that slipped into her eyes every morning she’d find him sitting at that desk alive, ravaged from the night before. Another hit of conspiracy, a quick shot of stolen sister, a bump of my father never loved me, one last main line of my mother was a whore. He loved to suffer. Loved to gnaw and chew on the marrow of his tragedy, stick it in his cheeks and save it for later. No, she couldn’t leave him, not when drowning was suddenly feeling so sweet inside of her. She liked plunging into the frozen abyss he left wide open in front of her and yanking him out. Loved watching him hunker down beneath the waves as solitude swirled them around then dropped them on the shore each morning shiny as a shell but just as hollow. It only hurts for a moment when all the air is finally gone. One last breath suffocated and swallowed whole by a fruitless quest and a man who was determined to love a woman to death. Drowning was easy, as long as they did it together.

31 notes • Posted 2021-12-11 22:29:54 GMT

#2

One time he made a bad joke about pms

Hey my dudes (slides back into the fandom like I haven't been MIA for like 2 years, let alone written anything) I've been trying to be more active these days and have even started writing again. I'm answering some very old prompts from my inbox and working on a long bit of something. Anyway, it's good to be back. Hope you like this!

Thump, Thump, Wack!  The pounding on the door growing more intense with each hurtle the beast’s body delivers.  Mulder's back is pressed firmly against the other side of the door, his dress shoes digging for stability in the burnt orange motel carpet.  Scully splayed against him her arms shoving into the door while adding her body weight against his to stop the impending break in.  Their foreheads touch as each breath shimmies out of their lips arduous, biting back panic.

“I told you not to go out there Mulder.  There’s nothing good waiting for us in the woods at 3am!”  She shakes the hair off her brow pressing her body harder against his as the beast on the other side is making haste of the door frame.  “Now we’ve got a rabid animal trying to maul us to death all because you had a hunch!”

“I’m pretty sure my hunch was right Scully!”  His voice growing panicked and somehow confident at the same time.  “I told you there was a werewolf out there, that we just needed to draw him out, and look we did!  We just need to hold on a little longer till the sun rises and we’ll be left with the poor son of a bitch who’s cursed with this beastly affliction!”

Crack! The top of the door is splitting.

“Shit.”  Scully whispers frantic and strained into the buttons of his dress shirt.  “It’s not a werewolf Mulder.  It’s some sort of animal, a wolf perhaps, clearly rapid or going through some sort of psychosis, and you went out there and antagonized it!”  She pressed harder against his body melding her frame into his just so, the hands of a clock coming together.  Sure, this wasn’t the time to be arguing about whether or not it was actually a werewolf, but years of near-death scrapes, and side long glances in the pursuit of greater chaos really afforded them the ability to bicker anywhere.

“You know Scully” He breathes deep pulling loose strands of her hair up from the top of her head with his middle of the night scruff.  “I really thought my biggest problem this week was going to be getting ready to watch you surf the crimson wave, but somehow we managed to one up even that great causality.

Snap! The doorframe is almost broken down now.  Mulder’s feet scrape and slide beneath him as Scully pushes with everything she’s got to hold the interloper at bay.

“Mulder, I told you I don’t like it when you track my cycle.”  Her words spit out through gritted teeth.

Mulder kisses the top of her head as he feels the door shake loose from its hinges.  “You and the moon Scully, my two best girls.”

“Don’t call me a girl Muder!”  The words fall forward the same time as them, landing unceremoniously on top of the now broken door outside their motel just as the sun begins to streak across the morning sky.

“Sorry, my best lady” He whispers as she lets her body go slack succumbing to the rush of adrenaline from the onslaught and now being full press horizontal on top pf Mulder as they both pant from exhaustion.   “My woman.”  He laments as he drags his nose across her cheek and rises to his feet.  He pulls her up, the two surveying their surroundings for their attacker.  Instead, there is no one to be found just the faint sound of howling and crazed laughter on the horizon.

32 notes • Posted 2021-12-07 01:00:41 GMT

#1

Look I'm not gillovny, and I barely go here anymore,but that looks like two people who be fucking.

36 notes • Posted 2021-04-18 21:47:07 GMT

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[piracytheorist]

Sometimes I think of how Village was Ethan's worst day of his life (heh ... life) bc of the stuff you mentioned; in ONE day he: is betrayed by protector+friend > sees wife get shot to death > kidnapped along w kid > stranded in weird as fck place > only allies die in front of him and is upset by their loss > cryptic merchant is cryptic, yet like the villagers and the hag is the only one not to lay a hand on him, so he listens to merchant > gets impaled w extreme prjudice by magneto cousin > dragged into meeting about how best to torture him > death gauntlet > hooked/dragged/cut into/hooked again/behanded/mauled by dragon > kills dragon > finds out his 6mo baby was dismembered and given to 4 lords > varcolac > H Beneviento > Moreau's place > catches chris keep being an unhelpful asshole > gets led to lycan nest and all that implies > sees Rose's vision of the lords reaching for her w malicious intent via moldstagram ig > impaler has the gall to try and coerce him into helping kill MM (Ethan was listening, he lowered his gun... until 'use Rose' was said, heise you dumbass) > is thrown to monster > chris is 5% less asshole and half ass explanation is given, still hits him and manhandles him like a ragdoll > fights monster Heise > gets heart ripped out > finds out in the worst way he's moldy and falling apart > fights+kills MM > FINALLY gets to hold Rose > for 1.5 seconds > starts falling to pieces > leaves Rose w chris in hopes she'll have a safer life (yeah ... about that, honey...) > knowing he'll never see her grow up, but his exhausted mold body just can't take it anymore, he tearfully presses the detonator > end. (my physical+emotional mauling whump heart is content and in pieces in equal measure <3 ) contrast with how it's Heisenberg's BEST day of his life since MM deceived him into serving her: EVERYTHING is going according to his plan > he has his soldats all in working order and in giant numbers > has intel about p much everything dulvey+Ethan+fam+bsaa related > MM seems to suspect nothing > Ethan steamrolls through the only ones that might give him trouble and or try to stop his rebellion, his loyal to MM siblings, so less work for him > has a lot of fun tauting and leading and moving Ethan as he pleased > rebellion was going to happen w or w/o Ethan so chair close to vent in case 'no' to his kind offer of using his dismembered baby to off MM or get thrown to sturm after his poor me info dump > 'no' happened, but it was always a known and calculated 50/50 so woop down you go, he didn't give a f if ethan died to sturm, it was rebellion time! > rebellion start! > and end bc byebye soldats > shrugs it off even if pissed > (and only here his day goes to sht) fights Eth > dies.

it was also Miranda's best day since 1919 and losing Eva, some mishaps sure but overall still absolutely doable, pesky organizations and father not letting her bring back her 10yr old through a baby aside, the kid was passing all tests w flying colours to be a vessel, Ethan clearing out her failed experiments and energizing the fungus made everything easier... then Rose did her thing at the end and Ethan managed to take MM out. I remember saying I'd make my asks shorter... i couldn't ;_; many feelings about Ethan <3

Dude this message(s) made my morning, so don't ever think about making them shorter! I especially laughed out loud at "moldstagram" 🤣🤣 Also "in case 'no' to his kind offer of using his dismembered baby to off MM or get thrown to sturm after his poor me info dump" I mean lol but this is exactly what happened too 🤣 as much as the story is heartbreaking, I live for funny recaps like this.

And yeah while Ethan was definitely out there having the Worst Day Of His "Life" 2: Electric Boogaloo, Heisenberg was twiddling his thumbs, enjoying the sight of Ethan destroying the obstacles Heisenberg would need to overcome for his rebellion, without knowing that Miranda was perfectly aware of Heisenberg's rebellion plan and was also twiddling her thumbs, enjoying the sight of Ethan destroying her fake children and waiting for him to kill Heisenberg as well.

You know, I'm thinking... in a way, Miranda knew how dedicated Ethan was to save his daughter. She probably felt it was similar to what she felt for her daughter. So when she attacked the van Ethan and Rose were in and took Rose, she probably looked at unconscious Ethan and was like "Imma let him live. At worst, he'll get killed off by the lycans. At best, he'll get rid of my fake children and awaken the gLoRiOus MeGamYceTe all to save his daughter, so he'll save me some trouble too."

I also love how us whumpers are both Yas Ethan Get Rekt and ETHAN NOOOOO T_T T_T T_T at the same time during this whole thing. They really did know how to satisfy us and how to break our hearts in one go. ALSO ALSO as much as I understand Chris trying to balance between being a professional, finishing the mission and protecting Ethan, the way he first treats him at Heisenberg's factory drives me MAD. He just grabs Ethan, punches him, kicks him down, and then berates him like, BRO. Homeboy was just trying to save his daughter! Why you gotta be such an ass to him??

And like, how much it breaks my heart that he barely got to hold Rose T_T he was already exhausted by everything, including his fight with Miranda, and he hadn't held his baby whole since the previous night, before watching his "wife" get murdered and her getting kidnapped, and when he finally holds her in his arms, he starts calcifying and his legs give up on him T_T and all he can do is hope Chris will provide her with a safe life (and we saw how that went T_T) and that Rose and Mia will be happy without him T_T Like seriously there are tragic endings and then there's endings that rip out your heart and squeeze

the blood out of it for good measure.

Again, my inbox is always welcome for Ethan feels, long or short rants! Here at piracytheorist dot tumblr dot com, feels and rants are our specialty!

#Ethan Winters #Resident Evil #Resident Evil 8 #re meta #anonymous #ask and ye shall receive

[justalittletomato]

If maul and savage were able to meet thier younger selves (I’ll let you decide how young) what do you think they’d say to them?

This has been in my inbox all day as I tried to figure out at what age to speak to them and also what they would say.

So I suppose Maul (at the height of his power) meets a younger Maul from the Osiris Academy after he destroyed it and his classmates. Now that was a dark time when he realized he was alone. He had no friend in the galaxy and little was left of him.

It is strange to see yourself so young and you recall what event happened prior and knowing after this only more suffering is to come. The young boy...he’s still a boy...looks at him, eyes as gold as can be. “Why are you here? What becomes of me?” He sees the legs, “what happened?”

“Many things. Our life has given us trial after trial, yet we endured. We always survive. It is a persistence that is rare and this is the result. This planet is ours. We rule it. It is ours and more so.”

Young Maul looks about him, “This palace...”

“We rule alongside a friend...”

Young Maul shakes his head, “We have no friends.” He must remember that painful truth. That day he rid of everyone...his friend.

“In time. A long time from your present. You have a friend...”

Young Maul closes his eyes, “A friend and a planet to rule...that is a pleasant suprise.”

——-///

Savage stares as the small child before him. Saddened at how he huddles the small blanket in his arms. “They took him.” Says the child.

Savage sighs, “I know.”

Little Savage stares at him, “I was a good brother. I made sure they were both taken care of, but they took my little brother.”

Savage pats the little one’s head, “ I know, you were a good big brother...a very good big brother to him.” He recalls the day the red child was taken from him. The golden twin reaching out and asking for the witches to bring him back. Savage had begged, he was going to care for the both of them. He was working so hard to keep his baby brothers.

“But they took him...I’m never going to see him again.” The child weeps, “I was supposed to take care of him!”

Savage wipes the tears from the small face, “ You’ll find him. A long time from now you are going to find him and you’ll be brothers again. I swear you will find him.”

The small child sniffles, “ I will?”

Savage nods and the child smiles.

“All three brothers together again!”

Savage won’t say anymore and watches as the child leaps up and down in joy...

#darth maul #star wars #maul #savage opress #savage #anonask

[mercurydancer]

(part 1) bro the new chapter? fucking *chefs kiss* muah, amazing, I love it!! like, Maul being around younglings? prolonged my life by 10 years, him purring and then remembering how Sidius treated him? so angstful and I loved it. and the quotes in this?? "Your Master’s failure is not a reflection of you."!!?? that's just freaking amazing, I love it, very beautiful and should be printed on Mauls wall."Don’t let their mistakes define you."??!! also should be on a wall.

(part 2) Wan and D'una being so shocked at Maul's living quarters that one of them get's psychicaly sick? that was freaking great, I live for that. him not realising what's wrong with that? Heart breaking, I love it. you write angst and fluff so good that's it's a joy to read when mix those two!! and also, Maul imitating Jocasta when he wants to be taken serious in the archives? that's such a great detail and I love it. this whole chapter was just *hearts eyes*

You!!!! popping into my inbox like this and throwing all this nice stuff at me sodifhasohf how dare XD XD Maul around younglings is the best, I swear. I love writing it even if it doesn't pop up very often. Maul needs to have a lot of quotes about how his Master's an idiot painted on his wall frankly, let's be real. But I'm very glad you liked those lines, man, thank you~

Wan and D'una are good girls that know what's up, and that shit's not good, even if Maul doesn't see that yet, and man. Man. That's always what sucks. Either way, I'm so fucking glad that you love my angst and fluff combos, yo~ It's the best way to do it, I think. But yes LOL. Maul is in a new environment in a new space and he's observant enough to see what works, so it makes sense for him to follow the model, and at the moment his model is Jocasta~ Thank you so much, man I really appreciate you~

#twin sons asks #nice people saying nice things #i really like wan and d'una #they're delightful #i'm glad people are liking them too #thanks again

[the-phoenix-heralds]

Coping with Online Classes while Neurodivergent

(Mostly aimed at those with ADHD and Autism, as I have ADHD and NVLD)

Organization

If you aren’t already keeping a planner this is a great time to start, It will allow you to not only remember the overload of information you are getting but also to organize it. (Also don’t be afraid of modifying how you use your planners, I for example am now using a completely different planner than the one I have been using for the past 2 years)

Also It will help you keep track of time (especially now that everyday seems to blend together)

Google calendar is great as not only is it online (and you are able to keep it both on your computer and phone) but Zoom is also allowing teachers to schedule classes on through it so they show up automatically on you calendar

If you haven’t already joined/made a class group chat, DO IT! being able to ask classmates/friends for advice/help is going to be more important than ever now, I have been relying on mine to keep me accountable and attending my classes on time

It is completely reasonable to ask your teachers to set a “firm” schedule, ie “we only meet for classes on Tuesdays and assignments will always be due on Thursdays”. Even if this is only true in *most* cases it is still a huge step forward in establishing a schedule and a sense of normalcy.

Use Google Drive and Bookmarks to organize your digital resources, sorting them first by class then by type (textbook, questions, data sheet, etc.) or how ever else you deem appropriate. This will save you time and keep you from losing documents

Gmail allows you to add searchable and colour-coded labels to your emails, these are great to wrangle your now completely overwhelmed inbox. My teachers tend to send their Zoom invite emails out directly after class meaning I might not need them for entire week, so I now tag them “zoom” so when I’m scrambling a few minutes before class I can find them in one search  

Coursework

do not be afraid to directly ask teachers how their marking criteria and curriculum have changed. Even if they are only able to give you an approximate answer, this should still help you prioritize your work and know how much time to give each assignment

also do not be afraid to tell teacher how/if you are struggling, many of us have spent years learning how to cope with a “normal” learning environment. Asking us to adapt all of our coping strategies and modifications in a few days is unrealistic and many teachers thankfully understand this

Also don’t be afraid to get creative with adapting your new coursework, If you usually answer questions orally you can use the speech to text function in Google Docs or submit audio of your answers via email

Productivity

DON’T DO YOUR HOMEWORK IN YOUR BED OR ATTEND CLASS FROM THERE. I know how tempting it is, but It’s amazing how much easier attending class is for me from my desk. Differentiating spaces helps you mind organize what you do where, you don’t have to have a desk just somewhere that preferably Isn’t your bed.

Set a schedule to follow during the week, but also be realistic with what you know you can and will accomplish. For example, I have to be in Zoom classes every morning at 8:35am, so I have to be up by 8 and be “presentable” (this is very low bar for me, it literally only means that I don’t look like I got mauled by raccoons) and have made myself breakfast and coffee by 8:30.

Take structured breaks at certain times of the day and go outside/open a window, eat, refill your water or just to simply take a break from the internet/screens.

Try using noise cancelling headphones or earbuds to limit the amount of outside stimuli, and arrange your desk so it is not visually overwhelming (ie. no huge piles of work or text books)

Zoom

Zoom is currently sensory hell for me and I haven’t seen a lot of information on what to do so here’s whats working for me right now

Asking for notes before class is a classic accommodation so don’t be afraid to ask your teacher, chances are they are already providing notes to someone else (If a teacher shoots you down ask a trusted friend for a copy of their notes, or to take turns note taking)

Ask your teacher to mute microphones during lectures and to only turn them on for discussions/questions, It’s amazing the amount of background noise this eliminates

Find the best place for internet in your living situation, or If possible switch to wired Ethernet (I went from 1.5-3 MBS to 150 MBS just by switching to a wired connection even though I was already less than 2M from a WiFi modem)

If it’s visual stimuli that’s the issue, Zoom let’s you choose if you only see your teacher/ how many of your classmates you can see at any given time and also lets you reduce the size of the window. It will also outline whoever is talking in lime green, to help direct your focus

download an audio mixer, this should give you the ability to cut the audio frequencies above and below the range of speech, while this won’t cut all the distracting noise it should reduce it and cut what sounds the most “artificial” (which I have the most issue with)

you can also download KRISP a program that does this for you (If you email them you can get it for free for the next six months)

Find ways to fidget that can help you focus, I for example have been knitting during class discussions because it not only helps me focus but the added input also helps me interrupt people less and listen better (other recommendations are Rubik’s cubes, stress balls or even doodling)

Don’t be afraid to turn off your camera for a few minutes to work or take a break, taking a break before you shut down is always better than after you do

also don’t be afraid to mute the class, If you already have the notes and understand them you are mostly there for the attendance/participation marks anyway

Now even though I advise talking to your teacher before you turn off/mute any part of the zoom I also understand that many teachers won’t be willing to make those accommodations and that most of this can be done easily without the teachers knowledge. As long as you are trying don’t feel guilty for adapting online classes to fit your specific needs.

Other Tips and Tricks

make friends with the SEA’s (Special Education Assistant’s or your equivalent) even if you don’t get support, they are having to adapt classes for their students and are able to offer an incredible amount of insight and help (they are also some of the most compassionate and determined people I have ever had the pleasure of knowing)

along the same vein make friends with other Neurodivetgent students, not only so you know what is working for others but also because the more people asking for help/accommodation the more likely you are to get it (never underestimate collective bargaining)

If you are new to self advocating or communicating adaptations through email take a look at Understood.org , they have amazing and simple to understand information on different learning issues in all ages from infancy to adulthood as well as common accommodations and why they are used. It’s an amazing tool to not only explain neurodiversity but also to find solutions and how to communicate them to others. They also now have an entire page on how to adapt to covid-19 as a student and as an educator

Finally do not be afraid to ask for help, everyone is going to need help and grace during this time, you do not need to be ashamed of it. (I personally am battling some shame over asking for more comprehensive accommodations during these times)

@dashing-hyphen @galazybunny @mouwwie

#Neurodivergent #neurodivergent studyblr #adhd #actually adhd #autism #actually autistic #NVLD #studyblr #study motivation #zoom

[onestepfcrward]

INBOX !

@shadowsceptered​​ said: “ you didn’t deserve that . ”

                                               [ hurt / comfort starters ; accepting. ]

       Prison Island. What once was a grand holding facility for some of the most dangerous fugitives on the planet now turned to a conglomerate of ash and rubble, with blackened and broken remains of the old base. Though mother nature always had it’s ways of persevering, seeing as plenty tree shoots and flora had began to feebly grow back over the years since that day. He couldn’t remember why he'd been there, or why the doctor had insisted on blowing the place sky high. As if his memory had been split in two, bits and pieces scattered and lost forever. Only a glimpse of white fur and sparkling gemstones, and a dire need to escape before catastrophe struck.

       But that wasn’t the memory he’d be revisiting this day. No, something much further back, yet somehow it was clearer to him than most he had after his reawakening. A little over fifty-years ago, he’d stood in this very room. Taken into custody along with Professor Gerald Robotnik. His creator. Before the humans would take him away again. He didn’t understand what the professor had been doing then. Ever since... the incident, Gerald had become... uncomfortably closed off. And Shadow supposed, there was a lot he didn’t understand. A lot that he wouldn’t understand, not until...

       The hybrid shuts his eyes and turns his head away, feeling the urge to repress it rise once again. It wasn’t a memory he liked to think about. Facing the truth of his creator’s actions was no easy feat. It sunk in his chest like a dead weight, remembering the device the professor had him hooked up to. Remembering the twisted and vengeful thoughts that had been artificially integrated into his mind. Those same thoughts that still haunted him to this very day, like an echo that carried on forever.

       Why would you do this... He so badly wanted to ask, lip curling ever so slightly to reveal sharp canines as his brow furrowed. The memory hurt, and knowing it was far too late for answers only salted the wound. To have his trust broken like that, by the very person he trusted most...

       Crimson eyes slowly draw open again, Shadow gently lets his hand slide off the charred door frame. He inhales, and exhales with a quiet shudder. It hurt so much, but that was why he had to confront it. What brought him here in the first place, was the need for closure that he had no choice but to give himself. I want to remember you as the man you were, but I don’t think... I don’t think I can forgive you for what you’ve done, Professor. For what you did to me. I loved her too. And she never would have wanted this. I never wanted this.

       With his head bowed, the hybrid turns and exits the room, only to freeze in his tracks, hackles rising slowly. That voice...

       Energy crackles at his finger tips, hands instinctively flexing as he spins on a dime. There’s a horrible sound of tearing metal as he carves an ugly molten scar through the already ruined ground with his chaos spear, just a hair’s length shy of where the light casted his shadow on the floor.

       “ Consider that a warning. ” Shadow spat. Though his ears flick back and forth, listening carefully, as if he wasn’t entirely sure of the demon’s hiding place. His hand flexes again, staring the silhouette down like a predator poised and ready to maul it’s prey. Of all things... He shouldn’t be surprised. And yet... “ Either you state your business or leave me in peace. I am not in the mood for your games. ”

#⭐ — i just want to make a change. ❪ ic. ❫ #⭐ — step inside and hold on for dear life. ❪ inbox. ❫ #i ended up drabbling a bit before getting to the actual meat of the starter asdkjhds don't feel like you gotta match the length #srry man meph was next on the chopping block 😔 #shadowsceptered

[mutatiio]

Who will mourn for you?

solitude. most of his life was spent alone on mustafar, no company except for a droid that was designed to both hurt and mend him. a droid that, eventually, expressed regret for doing so - a droid that lied.

sometimes sidious would return, but those sessions did nothing to relieve the overwhelming feeling of loneliness. if anything, seeing him made it worse.

kilindi had been close. someone he considered a friend. who had… for a time, also considered him a friend. the loneliness still lingered with her, maul knew what he would eventually return to. he killed her. done so without question along with everyone else within orsis academy. he didn't allow his thoughts to shift to her very often. but perhaps…

savage was the closest. his saviour, his apprentice, his brother. after years in darkness, years completely lost, savage came for him. he didn't strike at him most vulnerable moments. had protected him and brought him to someone who could heal his broken mind. stood by his side. that hadn't lasted either. but savage would have - the same way maul had mourned for him.

savage had mentioned a mother and a brother. kycina and feral. both dead. he wouldn't linger, wouldn't wonder if they would have.

only two people in the galaxy truly knew him when he 'died'. his master and the jedi who slay him, obi-wan kenobi. a victory for one and an inconvenience for the other. his death had been celebrated, his killer rewarded.

this sort of question needed no answer. most of his life has been spent alone, why should his death be any different??

#⸢ inbox ⤑ maul ⸥ always remember. #thanks... i say through tears. #but also. obi-wan mourned you. he held you as you died. was gentle despite everything. #the very guy who was rewarded?? who celebrated?? traumatised after 'killing' you. #mourn might not be the right word but he sure as fuck didn't forget. #you were in his mind every time he had the instinct to defend himself. #in his mind anytime his anger flared. #he didn't mourn but you did haunt him. #and you weren't even dead. #(idk why i'm speaking directly to him. he's not real he can't read this). #(also this is specific to mica's obi-wan don't come at me).

[historic-nerd]

Fanboy moment # 2 : Star wars episode IX "The Rise Of Skywalker " Title reveal and Teaser , Disney+ release date and first look at "The Mandolorian", "The Clone Wars" season 6 trailer , trailer and details for "Jedi: Fallen Order" , and "Knights of the Old Republic " confirmed!

(I do not own these pictures they belong to: disney and company)

Hello my fellow jedi and sith how are all of you this week! I hope in good spirits cause we just got a ton of of star wars news that include the brand new poster and reveal trailer of star wars episode IX "The Rise of Skywalker" along with seeing old and new places and faces , lando , Leia (RIP princess) , and our new heroes are back and will it seems face an old enemy....EMPEROR PALPATINE! Yes you read that right the infamous Darth sidious is back it seems in some way or form ! We also got a look at the new star wars game from EA (hopefully this can redeem them for star wars fans ) " Jedi: Fallen Order " where you play as a jedi who survived order 66 , now has to survive in the newly formed galactic empire. It will be single player and get this NO MICROTRANSACTIONS! I know hard to believe for an EA game . But I really hope this game is good ! We also got a look at the 6th season of "The clone wars" it seems to focus more on Ahsoka tano after she left the jedi order at the end of season 5 and captain rex and his journey to what brings him to where we find him in rebels, we also get more Darth maul it seems and perhaps the beginnings of crimson dawn and the fight for Mandolore that ahsoka described in rebels season 2. So I'm excited for that and earlier yesterday we got confirmation from Kathleen Kennedy herself that we are getting the Knights of the Old Republic in some shape or form. We can only hope we can see either the tales of the jedi arc or perhaps the sith war of exar qun and ulic quell droma . Personally I'm hoping to see Darth revan or Zayne Carrick on either big or little screen.

What do you guys ans gals want from these movies and shows ? What do you think of EA's new game and how it will pan out ? What would you like to see in the Knights of the old republic show/movie ? Answer through a reblog or ask ! My inbox is always open and I'm willing to talk to anyone! Well thanks for reading this fanboy moment more to come in the future! Remember the force is with you always !

#star wars ep ix #star wars fandom #star wars celebration #star wars #knights of the old republic #the clone wars #jedi fallen order #ea #the mandolorian #dave filoni #jon favreau #j j abrams #kathleen kennedy #disney #disney+ #star wars comics #nerd #geek #pop culture #emperor palpatine #ahsoka tano #captian rex #darth maul #darth malak #darth revan #zayne carrick #star wars legends #fanboy moment #fanboy moment 2

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Wales 25-7 Ireland: Grand Slam glory achieved in Cardiff cruise

Less downed, more drowned.

Before the cascade of champagne to mark Wales' glorious Six Nations Grand Slam, one which propels their coach Warren Gatland and the players into the pantheon, came the flood.

Here Wales pushed Irish heads under the surface of the rising stormy waters in Cardiff and hero it there all afternoon.

     Hadleigh Parkes celebrates his second-minute try after handing Wales the perfect start to their Grand Slam decider in Cardiff

     Parkes crossed the line after Wales won an attacking lineout straight from kick-off at the Principality Stadium

     Gareth Anscombe kicks one of his three first-half penalties as Wales took a firm grip on the contest in Cardiff

Roof open, the rain was relentless. But so was Alun Wyn Jones – now Wales' seventh triple Slammer – so was Adam Beard, the youngster who has now won all 13 of his Tests, and so was Gareth Anscombe.

His best day in red by a distance, Anscombe had to move to full-back but ran the show, kicked his goals and found every ounce of faith Gatland has shown in him.

Desperate for Anscombe to have a big game in a big game, Gatland has persevered with the Kiwi-convert No. 10 and boy this re-payed all that.

Twenty points for him, as Hadleigh Parkes took the only try, a 12th Slam for Wales, and around 275,000 in Cardiff's city ready to down countless celebratory pints.

Oh the intense irony of it all. It was Ireland on Thursday who sent an email into the Welsh Rugby Union's inbox asking for the Principle Stadium to be open, it was Joe Schmidt who played dumb in his press conference, it was Rory Best who said Ireland decided to play rugby outdoors [beforethis

And at half-time it was Ireland who were sloppy, Ireland caught in the storm, Ireland drowned in the rain.

In a perfect book-ending of Wales' tournament – and one which summed up how far they had traveled in this Six Nations – they were 16-0 up and cruising in a downpour.

It was on the opening night in Paris where they had flapped, argued and rued their luck, 16-0 down at the break to France.

Then came the comeback at the Stade de France. At half-time here, though, nothing of the sort was on the cards.

Wales do not lose these games. They always seem to travel home for the Grand Slam, and in the Six Nations era they have never fallen short. And they were not to here.

With Storm Hannah's rain pelting down heavier by the minute – the roof open on Ireland's request – Wales came flying out of the blocks.

     It was a chastening experience for the Irish players as they were comprehensively swept aside by the championship winners

     Liam Williams, the Wales full-back, tries to launch a break as the hosts attempted to establish a stranglehold at the contest

Seventy-one seconds was all it took for the first try, and it was if the crowd had sucked the ball over the line. From the kick-off George North banged the catcher into touch on the far side, and Wales set their move in motion. A maul, two carries before Anscombe flicked an audacious kick down chip alley for Parkes.

The head-banded center caught it and scored. When Wales won their last Grand Slam in 2012, the Kiwi-convert pair were making their Super Rugby debuts in South Africa – now they were at the beating heart of a Welsh dragon breathing fire.

Parkes was sensational in defense soon after too. With North injured on the right Johnny Sexton kicked the empty wing to Jacob Stockdale. The pounded fits Gareth Davies but Parkes hunted him down, had one chance to make the try-saving tackle, and did.

Already, this was Wales' day looking. Although, North had to go off, his left arm caught in a ruck, so Dan Biggar was introduced and moved to No 10 – Anscombe to full-back, and Liam Williams on the wing.

     Ken Owens leads a Welsh drive through the Irish lines during the opening minutes of Saturday's Six Nations decider

     Wales captain Alun Wyn Jones passes down a line-out ball as Wales pressed for points during the opening half

Anscombe kept kicking, though, and nailed the next penalty. It clearly did not inspire Ireland into lining up goals or their own as they fell into a kick so many have before against Gatland's guys – they kicked penalties to the corner and were beaten up, hero up and hero out.

Beard was like Mr Tickle, his long arms disrupting everything. Justin Tipuric may have come in the side, but Angus Gardner referee missed it.

The Australian – World Rugby referee of the Year for 2018 no less – missed a lot. He did not see CJ Stander knock-on a quick-tapped free-kick under the Welsh sticks. Luckily his assistants did.

He favored Wales in the scrums, and when Rob Evans and Tomas Francis smashed another the Welsh tide came rolling in like the rain above.

By this point Ireland were kicking out on the full, squabbling and sinking deeper. Anscombe for 13-0 on 34 minutes, then he made it 16 by half-time to end the half.

You could not put a member on it. Well, Schmidt had the chance and by now he was regretting his choice.

     Adam Beard of Wales fails to collect a high ball during the first half as the home side tried to establish a handy lead

     Gareth Anscombe jumps to take in a high kick under light Irish pressure during the first half in the Welsh capital

     Ireland's James Ryan attempts to break through the Welsh lines but is hero by Alun Wyn Jones in rainy Cardiff conditions

Anscombe, whose Welsh mother and New Zealander father had flown 12,000 miles for this one, was having the game of his life. The next penalty – 33 meters this time – went over too. 19-0.

Then 22-0. At this point it was a procession. Grand Slam games are not just like this, but this is no ordinary team nor an ordinary coach. Never rile up Gatland, never write off Wales.

It was hard to remember, when Sexton then threw a pass to no one eight meters from the Welsh line in a weird Irish attack and it dribbled pathetically out, that's it is the reigning World Player of the Year, Ireland were the World Team of the Year, Schmidt World Coach of the Year and they only smashed the All Blacks in November.

2018's big fishes were caught hook, line and sinker.

With 10 to go it was 25-0, Anscombe's sixth penalty. Ireland were desperate not to be embarrassed. They came one last time, the red tide almost swallowed them up and splash them out, but Jordan Larmor went through and Jack Carty converted. As consolations go, it was barely worth noting. Wales had won this long before.

No need to close the roof, then, the roars at full time would have blown it off anyway.

     George North was forced off after suffering a finger injury during the first few minutes. Dan Biggar replaced him

     Prince William, Duke of Cambridge, is pictured in the stands at the Principality Stadium as the national anthems are sung

     Beer-swigging supporters of both nations sit and watch the action on the final weekend of the 2019 Six Nations campaign

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[sorcererinthestars]

Angst supernatural au? Someone can’t control their urges? Please! I 💖 ur writing!!!

Again, this is a million years old, but I’m cleaning out my inbox again. Sorry I never got to this, dear - it’s not because it’s a bad prompt or anything, just because I ran out of time! :) this is probably not what you wanted, but I wanted to play around with the danger of Jeremy’s wolf a bit.WC: ~1050

The Wolf always lurked right under the surface. It was only a few inches under the human skin he normally wore and it tended to have its own thoughts and ideas on things that didn’t always align with what Jeremy tended to want or need.

It got distracted easily, like a dog. Scented things that no human being could smell. He had a great sense of danger and could see really well in the dark, his normal human senses - which the Wolf mocked as the senses of a prey animal, normally a cow - heightened by the Wolf’s predatory senses.

He could shift entirely to the Wolf on the full moon. It would rip out of his body and take to the hunt, his own mind the thing that was shafted to the side. These nighttime hunts were always terrifying because he wasn’t in control of the Wolf. If his friends got in the way, it would likely savage them as quickly as any hapless hiker.

But the Wolf was still part of him at every other point of his life. He was stronger. Faster. Could change fingers into sharp claws, teeth into fangs. He could take bullets, far more bullets than any other human could carry. His pain tolerance was a lot higher. Michael joked he was basically Wolverine, the comic book character. Jeremy smirked, but internally, he figured the other wasn’t that far off the mark.

It always got worse in the week leading up to the full moon. The others teased him, calling him PMS. Or FMS- Full Moon Syndrome. He’d get irritable. Snappy. The Wolf knew its time was close and he wanted to eat. It was always the worst the night before the Full Moon. Geoff knew this and now, finding himself crouched in an alleyway, Jeremy cursed the fucking human.

The Wolf wanted out. It was hard enough to keep him down curled up in the penthouse, let alone out on a heist. The smell of blood in the air was enough to make his body struggle not to shift, let alone the pop of guns and the acrid smell of gunpowder that ripped into his sensitive nose and made him want to run. The Wolf didn’t really understand loyalty. The others weren’t wolves and so weren’t really pack - he accepted it as the forced pack for now, but fully shifted, The Wolf would flee. It wanted to now and it took every little bit of might Jeremy had to keep himself from taking off.

Ryan was at the other end of the alleyway, taking pot shots with a shotgun at oncoming police. They flew back when they got a face-full of shotgun blast and Ryan was wordlessly cheering, muffled through his mask but obvious through the coms. “Another! Ten points!”

Jeremy shivered as the Wolf shifted under his skin again. He should be up there, guarding the alleyway with their getaway car with Ryan. It was a difficult and dangerous job, but the Wolf….

He fell down to his knees at a particularly vicious ripple. He wasn’t going to…… it was too hard.

A day early, his body force-shifted. It ripped a startled scream out of him at the pain of bones breaking and rearranging, his body shifting into that of a vicious Wolf. Ryan, startled, whipped around, and found himself staring at the body of a Wolf, snarling at him. Jeremy’s Wolf was shoulder height, a massive creature with sharp fangs and red eyes.

He swallowed. Thankfully, no police were coming, but the Wolf was by far the bigger threat. He could take down the creature with the shotgun in his hands, of course, but he wouldn’t - couldn’t - hurt Jeremy. The vampire had speed that beat any human, but would it outrun a furious werewolf? He doubted it.

“Jeremy?” Ryan asked, voice quiet. Other voices burst in his head - the coms - the frantic voices of the others asking what was wrong. He couldn’t listen to them right now and muted the coms, moving slowly as not to spook the Wolf which was letting out a low growl of anger.

Glancing over at the outside of the alleyway, Ryan understood that - for now - it was clear. He gently (slowly) lowered his gun, taking a step back farther into the alleyway and away from the animal that had taken over his friend.

It snarled at him, growling, and snapped when he moved. Ryan froze. “Jeremy. I know you’re in there. It’s fine, you’re safe, I promise. I won’t let anything hurt you.” He spoke soothingly, like one would to a small child. “Relax.”The Wolf snarled at him, spitting a bit onto the ground. It seemed like all time had stopped outside of their alleyway - suddenly, the LSPD were the least of Ryan’s concerns. What was he going to do?He hesitantly held out a hand like he would for normal animals, letting them sniff him. Jeremy lowered his head and snuffed at it for a moment. It took everything Ryan had, everything in him, not to shy away. It growled lowly when it pulled its head away, but Ryan was able to keep his hand, and for that he was grateful. For a moment when he met the Wolf’s eyes, they seemed to communicate with one another. Or at least, it was as if he could see Jeremy - the human - somewhere under the surface. And then the Wolf jerked. Ryan stumbled backwards, afraid he was about to get mauled, but the Wolf had caught scent of something. It threw back its head and howled, loud and aggressive, before pounding out of the alleyway and into the night. Ryan was left in the alley by himself, holding his shotgun uselessly.He only spared a few seconds to be worried. Jeremy was a werewolf. Humans wouldn’t be able to take down a rabid beast like that, even with guns. He just hoped that Jeremy wouldn’t linger and would get the fuck out of there.As he watched, the Wolf howled again, farther away this time.They had to remember - Jeremy was Wild, after all. He was lucky not to be dead. And the Wolf was a thing to be feared.

#supernatural au #fahc #this got a bit long #and the end is quick #but oh well #written at work #unedited #my writing

[elizabethrobertajones]

this is a random and kind of stupid question but was the website the winchesters always use to find lore ever explained? is it like a virtual hunter community thing that they all update with info from their cases or is it run by some normal humans that just like collecting suprisingly useful and accurate facts about the supernatural

I love this question, first off :P 

I think they have a bunch of different websites where they find the lore, although they do suspiciously always find the websites that happen to explain exactly how to kill the things… 

In season 8 you can see they’re subscribed to a mythology newsletter:

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which I have always wondered is a front for hunters to share info with each other, or else just the best of all the websites they go to. I’ve seen it in their inbox in other moments with close up on their screens - that and Biggerson’s spam is about the most consistent thing :P

But in general their lore is from whatever fake website the prop department just came up with. For some reason all the examples I can think of are gods (although the UFO research in 6x09 was called out specifically because it was bad websites :P) because they’re always tricky and not typical monsters, even if the way to kill them is similar each time there’s different details such as whether you need lamb, dog or virgin blood on your stake, and so on. So:

I mean in the old days Sam just pulled up a bunch of google image searches…

(x x x x x & Vesta I happened to have the screenshot of lying around thank goodness)

None of them use the same website but the show has been using “search the web” extremely consistently. Since Google is confirmed to exist in this world I have to assume “search the web” has some weird features that hunters prefer, either because it’s got some search protection, or it just has the sort of filters to get you the websites with “yeah but how do I kill it” info on. Which, I guess, we have to assume in a world with monsters, lore has to be a little bit different than in this world. Like that people writing about gods and monsters historically have had a different point of reference and might know more about it than we would.

One thing that really amused me in some recent season, and I can’t remember where or why now, but more than halfway through and maybe even in late Carver or Dabb era that I watched with fandom so should remember but it’s been a long day, is some morgue or police person happily chalking up some sort of blatant werewolf or something mauling to an animal attack in a way that really implied that this sort of thing is completely normal, because of course in their world werewolf attacks are being written up knowingly or not or as a best guess as animal attacks, which means the police etc understanding of animal attacks is that animals can and will rip the entire heart clean out of the body to eat elsewhere, and this isn’t even strange to them. 

So I think the general knowledge in this world is a bit screwy, and it’s honestly surprising they don’t meet more people who are casually credible about the supernatural (e.g. Mildred saw a ghost once) but not portrayed as crazy (e.g. the woman in the fairy episode who gave them ALL the helpful lore on fairies). This is a world where people can cause havoc with spell books they find on the internet (Swap Meat and the LARP episode for example).

Buuut Sam HAS been digitising the MoL archive and putting it online and I can only assume that’s to the purpose of having a shareable resource, as well as being able to access it from motel rooms around the country himself:

(In 11x16, my screencap)

But of course, that’s coming directly from THEM rather than the other way around :P

#Asks #it's perfectly valid to define the SPN world as being the 'search the web' AU of our world #which is the Google one