#fun fact she’s the oldest war cat

[larkmousedesigns]

Could you do mosspelt? (The river clan elder)

Mosspelt

#mosspelt #riverclan #warriors #warrior cats #warrior cats designs #needed a willowshine design for a map part #so decided to draw her mom first #and it just so happens I have a request for her! #sorry for ignoring requests I’ve been doing whatever I want l #but might finish the last couple #fun fact she’s the oldest war cat #I feel like she might’ve even been older then misty? correct me if I’m wrong tho

[catindabag]

One of my THG buddies kept asking me about the fate of District 13 in my TBOSAS on Crack!AU yesterday. So this is just me clarifying some random D13 stuff in this weird universe.

So what happened to D13? Here are the facts:

D13 and its citizens are still alive and pretty much hiding from the Ravinstill Regime.

Funny thing is, all of the Capitol Nobles are well aware of the fact that D13 is still alive and kicking. Even Coryo and his scheming grandmother knew about D13’s fate after the Dark Days.

However, the Ancient and Noble House Ravinstill and their sacred Bichon Frisé puppies ordered everyone to pretend that District 13 doesn’t exist anymore.

This is to protect the last remaining working marbles of crazy President Ravinstill and Class President Felix.

So District 13 is now and forever officially renamed by the Capitol Nobles as the “Mole Kingdom” ruled by the mole people.

As long as you are a certified rebel who lives underground, you are now considered a “mole person” by the Capitol.

In short, all of Panem knows about the truth of D13 and its mole people. However, instead of confronting or siding with the remaining mole rebels, everyone just agreed to ignore the Mole Kingdom’s existence after the war.

Also, after the 24 OG Mentors ended the Hunger Games forever and replaced it with ✨Panemvision✨, President Ravinstill made sure that no mole person is allowed to join the competition for rebelling against him and his ✨Bichon Frisé Cult✨.

This is also a way to punish the mole kingdom for rebelling against the Ravinstill Regime and accidentally killing the ever gorgeous Crassus Xanthos Snow.

And yes, President Ravinstill is still sadly allergic to “freedom” and mole people.

But because of ✨The Great Mole Ban✨, the mole kingdom and its mole people are now angry at the fact that they can’t join and compete in ✨Panemvision✨ for fun.

All the Districts’ excited children are now busy volunteering themselves and their most talented individuals left and right for ✨Panemvision✨. The prize was just too good to pass. I mean, who wouldn’t want to win free money, a big house, and lots of food for one’s family and District?!

Meanwhile, the mole people are just stuck living in their little underground bunkers without any real entertainment to distract them from their impending doom.

Years later, in Katniss Everdeen’s timeline, ✨Panemvision✨ is still the best show in the history of Panem!🥳

The ✨SnowPlinth Dynasty✨ is now the most powerful and influential family ever.

Sejanus Plinth-Snow is still the beloved President of Panem.

Former President Felix Ravinstill retired early in order to take care of his 40 fluffy fat cats with Androcles Anderson and their 12 Hello Kitty loving children.

Festus and Persephone’s meat stew loving dumpster diving kids even married into the ✨SnowPlinth Dynasty✨. The Creeds and the Prices finally linked their crazy bloodline back with the Snows and the Ravinstills.

And yes, Coryo and Sejanus did have 24 kids (and more), making Strabo and Ma Plinth the happiest grandparents ever.

After Sejanus and Coryo’s oldest son married Festus and Persephone’s oldest daughter, ✨The Great Sandwich Quartet Alliance✨ was officially formed.

And when Sejanus and Coryo’s oldest daughter married Felix Ravinstill’s oldest son, ✨The Great Pact of The Royal Hello Kitty Blood✨ was finally signed and secured for the greater good of Panem.

Tigris is still a tiger. Lol. But at least she now has several available nephews and nieces to spoil and design clothes for.

The ever gorgeous “First Lady” Coryo Plinth-Snow is still busy taking care of their 40 Snowjanus grandchildren and 10 Snowjanus great grandchildren.

He is also known as the beloved ✨King of Roses✨ and the true ✨Sandwich Queen of Panem✨.

Festus Creed still dumpster dives with Pup, Sejanus, and Coryo every weekend.

Hilarius and Wovey are still the best apple berry pie dealers of the country.

Clemensia and Reaper are still praying for normalcy.

Dill is still the best Mayor of District 11 and the smartest best friend of Former President Felix Ravinstill.

Treech and Lamina are still providing the best firewood and axes for Vipsania and Gaius.

The old Capitol Zoo is still ruled by the “sacred” rabid raccoons and wild squirrels.

Tigris Snow is now the ✨Queen✨ of Panem’s fashion industry along with the Ring Twins and their ✨Pajama Onesie Empire✨.

Dennis and Hy are still the secret kings of Panem’s Black Market Industry.

Arachne is still suing for her ���Sandwich Queen✨ title.

Iphigenia is now the most famous food merchant in Panem. But she still sucks at handling money.

Mizzen and Persephone are still the eternal rulers of their ✨Pizza Palace Empire✨ and the accursed junk food industry.

Seneca is now the current biggest disappointment of the Crane family for working as a professional pizza delivery guy for Mizzen and Percy’s infamous empire.

Livia and her annoying children are still running and ruling the largest bank of Panem.

Lucy Gray is still the reigning ✨Queen✨ of the Capitol’s entertainment and music industry.

Billy Taupe is still banned for life.

Palmyra Monty is still banned from cooking.

Androcles is still the best professional kleptomaniac to ever walk on earth.

The Covey and its growing members are now the most popular band of the country, making Katniss Everdeen a nepo baby by default.

Lucy Gray is still happily married to Panini Panlo and his hair curlers for fun. They now have 5 curly haired children and 12 music loving grandchildren.☺️

Maude Ivory is still illegally selling popcorn balls and cookies for extra cash.

Mockingjays and Jubilee’s kind are still banned from the Capitol because Coryo, Coral, Reaper, Urban, and Treech are still tragically allergic to weird talking birds.

Coral and Festus are still ✨war baddies✨ who do “martial arts” every Friday.

Marcus is still denying his own existence, but is now working under District 2’s beloved immortal Mayor, Mr. Rocky Rock O’Rolly.

Lysistrata and Domitia are still the proud leaders of the ✨SnowPlinth Fan Club✨.

Dancing King Tanner is still the reigning crazy Dairy King and Mayor of District 10. He happily married Domitia Whimsiwick and her cows to rule D10 forever.😎

And yes, Lizzie is still selling her illegal ✨miracle pills✨ for fun.

First Lady Coryo Plinth-Snow even started his own secret ✨Cabbage Soup & Lima Bean Cult✨ with Felix, Festus, and Pup. In truth, they just wanted their grandchildren and great grandchildren to become close friends.

Florus is still allergic to rain. However, he now knows how to use an umbrella without getting wet.

Pup is now living in a luxurious cruise ship with a couple of retired and underpaid sailors and Peacekeepers.

Urban and Io Jasper are still busy finding the shrouded mysteries of love and the secrets of the universe.

Juno and Bobbin are still throwing insults at each other. However, their children and grandchildren are good friends for some reason.

Brandy is still living her best werewolf life.

Poor Hilarius is currently fighting for his inheritance (again) because his rebellious nephew (Plutarch Heavensbee) just disowned him and his beloved chihuahua out of the blue for no reason at all.🥲

At least homeless Hilarius Heavensbee is now happily staying at the Presidential Palace as a temporary live-in nanny for Sejanus and Coryo’s grandchildren and great grandchildren.

And D13 is still planning to launch a second rebellion against President Plinth-Snow and his friends.

In truth, D13 and its unfortunate, sad, and deprived mole children are just really obsessed with ✨Panemvision✨. They have been loyally watching, subscribing, and following the most popular show in Panem since its weird birth. Since its debut! Since its first season! Since the day they saw crazy Lucy Gray tried to strangle and throw Mizzen the Gremlin offstage for almost ruining her best performance (ever).

Some mole children even tried to contact and convince President Sejanus and former President Felix that District 13 still exist. However, because of Ravinstill’s irreversible war trauma, they still haven’t gotten a single reply from the Capitol.🥲

Of course, their evil Mole President (Alma Coin) still wants to declare war against President Sejanus for some reason.

Honestly, Alma Coin just wants to control the country, imprison the 24 OG Mentors in a mental institution, and become the ✨Eternal Star of Panem✨.

But Seji Pie doesn’t even give a flying f*ck about District 13 and it’s rebellious mole children. He’s too busy making another child with Coryo to truly notice Alma Coin’s threats and messages.😌💅

Meanwhile, when little Prim was reaped for ✨Panemvision✨, Katniss Nepo Baby Everdeen immediately volunteered and stole her sweet sister’s spot.

However it’s not because she wanted to “save” her little sister from being “forced” to sing on stage, but because the ✨Girl on Fire✨ really wanted to compete and become the ✨Star of Panem✨ that year.

And because of that, little Primrose never forgave Katniss for stealing her only opportunity to join their ever famous crazy grandaunt (Lucy Gray) and her booming music business in the Capitol.

Prim even tried to contact Lucy Gray’s grumpy husband with Gale’s help, but old man Panlo thought that they were just trying to take his crazy wife’s life and money. So the Panini Man hanged up and blocked them from his phone.😂

So bitter Prim and her cat are now the first anti-fans of the ✨Girl on Fire✨.😔

On the other hand, when Peeta “I am the bread!” Mellark was reaped for ✨Panemvision✨, Gale “I can f*ckin’ sing!” Hawthorne immediately volunteered to be with Katniss.

So the baker’s boy had to challenge an angry Gale to a dance-off battle in front of an excited crowd in order to secure his spot for the competition. This is also his first and only chance to talk to Katniss Nepo Baby Everdeen. So he had to win no matter what.

Peeta only won after executing a perfect somersault and one flawless cartwheel in front of a drunk Haymitch and a bubbly Effie Trinket.

And jealous Gale became the founding father of the anti-Peeta Mellark Fan Club.

Meanwhile, old crazy lady Lucy Gray is still busy stealing her grumpy old husband’s hair curlers after every show. #PanBaird #lovelanguage #withPaniniPanlo

And the 24 OG Mentors and their former Tributes are still good friends who usually hangout every other week to cause some chaos and traffic in Panem.

Of course, old man Mizzen is still a little gremlin through and through. He is even the main reason why the 2nd rebellion failed and never happened.

Mole President Alma Coin and her loyal minions just can’t stand a chance against Mizzen the Gremlin, crazy Persephone Creed Née Price, and their ruthless Pizza Palace Empire.😈

“You can’t start a revolution, much less a 2nd rebellion without a merciless and efficient pizza delivery service!” - Mizzen.

#tbosas #crack post #crack ship #snowjanus #snowplinth #coriolanus snow #sejanus plinth #lucy gray baird #festus creed #katniss everdeen #peeta mellark #maude ivory #hilarius heavensbee #district 13 #primrose everdeen #gale hawthorne #the ballad of songbirds and snakes #ballad of songbirds and snakes #president snow #thg #the hunger games #hunger games #suzanne collins #alternative universe #panemvision #thg fic #thg incorrect quotes #tbosas fic #tbosas incorrect quotes #crack treated seriously

[kore-links]

So anyways I’m making my own links meet au

Here are the designs! I’ll go onto more depth about my AU if someone asks but it’s called kore links Teheheh

First: strong headed confident leader (most of the time at least) who’s loyal to a fault with a ‘no funny business’ attitude. Try’s his best to keep the rest of them in check in his own way. Keeps his secrets to himself and himself alone.

Twilight: a kindhearted farmer who despite his looks is an absolute sweetie. He’s the one who actually keeps everyone in check and is like an older brother figure to all of them. Many sleepless nights have been had via nightmares from his adventures and a longing feeling that there’s still a bit of her out there.

Kore/koreidi: a so named high priest/priestess of farore aiding the group on their quest with strange magic and odd abilities. It’s quite odd how she knows everything about everyone else but nobody knows a smidge about them or his past, Half of the time the links don’t even know if they’re traveling with the same person or not. They’re quite rambunctious and eager to see the world but also focused on the task ahead like the sands of time are slipping away from her…odd isn’t it?

Warriors:a level headed captain of the royal army who also just so happens to be second in command to the tallest and the oldest. Cocky at times as a front to others to hide the fact that he HATES how he looks, Not because he’s ugly, but because he’s the reason a war started in the first place. Will never show it but he is one flirt or cat fight away from flying off the handle. All in all he’s a good leader when he needs to be.

Sky: the sleepiest hero by far and surprisingly the one with the most education experience. In by no means should you take him for granted in any way, he may like a nap but his sword skills are unmatched even by the standards of the very first hero! Quite sassy when needed but kind and courageous! The core of what a hero should be!

Wild: a quiet yet resourceful person who tries to not think about his life before the calamity , but it’s always lurking in his mind and there’s always an urge to find links to his past (AHaHAHA). He lost his arm after his last adventure, however purah did find some spare shikah tech that they hadn’t destroyed to make a new arm for him! He’s very close to his zelda and gets insecure talking about his scars. He doesn’t know why, he can hardly remember how he got them. Guess it’s just another reminder of how he failed.

Hyrule: The sassiest hero by far! He’s somehow a hoarder and has nothing on him at the same time. However sassy he may be his resourcefulness is absolutely what makes him such a good fighter! He’s great at puzzles and surprisingly is one of the more strategic links when it comes to dungeons! He’s also quite the magic user- but prefers to keep that hidden! If they ever knew about the fairy thing…yikes!

Wind: a fun loving pirate who loves his family dearly and is better on water than land. As much as a goofball he might seem his big brother attitude and his brave nature makes him a force to be reckoned with! Also surprisingly an astronomer at heart! All in all a brave young hero with the courage of someone 100x his size!

Time: a mischievous little creature who’s main goals are to prank steal and prank more. Despite this however he’s a sweet boy who’s willing to help his friends no matter what. He’s a little confused on his age at the moment but he’s sure he’ll figure it out…eventually! As chaotic as he is he loves giving justice to those who deserve it and will do exactly that!

Ravio: the definition of “I got lost but I’m not complaining”. Ravio is a random researcher kore/koridi found who tagged along in their search for the heroes. He’s a shy man who is a coward of cowardice was a human but when it comes to those he loves a bit of courage seeps through him (though he is practically useless when it comes to fighting). Ravio is, as kore puts it : “a purple deku nut who’s either as brave as a lion or as oblivious as a rock” endearingly of corse

#links meet au #link #kore links #omg I’m so nervous #digital art #so scketchy Ik don’t mind it #I still need to make banner/cover art for this comic lol

[aspenstarflare]

Hello There! I haven’t really had much interaction with the clone wars community much so I’m just gonna put all my head cannons out there and hope for the best. (By the way it is Ok to disagree with these I am just putting these out for the fun of it)

-I imagine that Anakin is like this “fun dad” to the entire 501st, all the clones look up to him as a mutually respectable general but also the guy who would fight tooth and nail to keep each and every one of them safe and cared for. He has definitely helped a lot of his men through medical emergencies and panic attacks due to flashbacks, and also done goofy pranks on Obi-Wan the 212th to help distract his men from the dread that washes over when traveling to the next campaign. This guy was made to just be a father.

- Biromanic Asexual Obi-Wan. This guy flirts with all his opponents, must I say anything else?

-I know there’s a lot of confusion on if Ahsoka and Anakin have a Father-Daughter or Older Brother-Younger sister dynamic. I honestly believe that they way they view their dynamic is shifting a lot and seen as different from the duo but I do personally lean the Father-Daughter side as Ahsoka was a living being that Anakin was given the role of looking after and taking care of.

-Ahsoka definitely has jokingly called Obi-Wan “grandpa” to tease him for being the oldest of the three and Obi-Wan definitely deflected but hid a smile at the “joke comment”.

-AroAce Ahsoka. Why you may ask? Because I said so. I don’t wanna see her dating anyone. She need no romantic partner, she got her little chosen family. Cough Her color theme for Mandalore arc is the one for the AroAce flag Cough. When Ahsoka told Anakin that she didn’t romantically get attachments he definitely celebrated the fact he didn’t have to hunt any potential romantic partners down.

-No matter how awesome Ahsoka is at her job of being a commander, she definitely still is a child and definitely has some Anxiety issues to deal with. The order definitely ignored this and told her to “release these feelings through the force” and Anakin knowing better and being the good master he is keeps a extra bed in his chambers (on the cruiser and in the temple), bought her a tiny stuffed tooka for her to keep around when her “flight or flight was on at unnecessary times” (panic attack), and let her trail him around like a lost child when she felt like she couldn’t be alone. Rex and Fives definitely also found out and keep a eye on their little commander, inviting her to bunk with them and the men whenever they notice she keeps following the general around like a lost loath-cat.

-Pansexual Anakin. I don’t need to justify this. He loves everyone, he’s a guy who wares his heart on his sleeve. His most admirable trait is all the love he openly has to give.

-Sometimes when they’re on leave, Anakin and Ahsoka go visit Padme together just to simply have nights out or watch holonets together and just chill out and pretend to be a calm normal family for once.

-Anakin has PTSD. You cannot tell me that this man has been through so many freaking traumatic events in his life and does not have it.

I have so many more but I’m very tired of writing these so here you go for now, I wanted to speak more of the clones, I’ll probably do a second half when I get to it.

#clone wars #anakin skywalker #ahsoka tano #obiwan kenobi #501st battalion #headcanons #disaster lineage #pan anakin #AroAce ahsoka #Bi-Ace Obi-Wan #Ahsoka has anxiety #PTSD anakin #Anakin is a father to Ahsoka and the 501st #He definitely beat the crap out of krell’s body after umbara and personally checked up on every single troop

[gwenthebard]

TELL! US! ABOUT! YOUR! OCS!

OH SOMEONE ACTUALLY ASKED

OKAY THIS IS GOING TO BE A LONG ASS POST, LETS TALK ABOUT MY TWO MAIN OC CATEGORIES

Pathfinder OCs and Fallout OCs. My Pathfinder OCs are primarily based around the Montague family of Ustalav, my Fallout OCs are primarily based around game MCs plus one TTRPG oc

Honestly I've written fan fiction about all of them, but I'm absolutely too terrified to share that

Buckle up y'all

MONTAGUE FAMILY

The Montague family are Ustalav nobility, all disappointments to each other and all fucked up in their own and unique ways. I sort of have art for them, but it's just Hero Forge screenshots from them being largely game characters.

In alphabetical order:

Alaela Montague

Pronouns: She/Her

Age: 123

Height: 5’4 (163 cm)

Ancestry: Elf

Class: Cleric

Likes: Her kids, Bad Boys, Adventure, Sex, BDSM

Dislikes: Settling Down, Purity Culture, Losing

Fun Facts:

Parents are wealthy merchants in Absalam, but extremely disappointed in their daughter’s life choices and don’t talk to her much.

The collar is not part of her uniform

Alaela's a bad ass Cleric of Calistria who fell in love with her husband after she tried to kill him on a dare and he found it really funny. They got married, but after having the triplets she realized she was missing a life of adventure. She waited until they were 12, said "I'm sure they won't get mommy issues if I leave now" and left.

She still regularly writes her kids letters, somehow knowing where they are even when theyre adventuring. Every year she hosts a family dinner where everyone's invited, but attendance is inconsistent.

Bella Montague

Pronouns: She/They

Age: 63

Height: 6’3 (190 cm)

Ancestry: Dhampir human

Class: Cleric

Likes: Helping people out, Howl, meeting new people, Unions

Dislikes: Vegetables, Alcohol, Capitalism

Fun Facts:

Is in horrible need of wearing her glasses, but thinks they make her look like a nerd.

Became a cleric to try and see her mom more (it didn’t work)

Bella's the middle child of the Montague triplets, and was actually the first of them I built. She's very much a jock, terribly built, and is a charismatic herbo who gets by on the fact no one asks her anything too complicated.

She can't hit anything, will eat or drink anything you hand her, and has built a slow resistance to poison from Howl testing his poisons on her since they were kids. They will do literally anything an older woman tells her to, and has accidentally unionized war camps.

Delilah Montague

Pronouns: She/Her

Age: 63

Height: 6’3 (190 cm)

Ancestry: Dhampir human

Class: Witch

Likes: Death, Necromancy, The Eyes That Watch, Salem, Sally

Dislikes: Food, Baths, Bella

Fun Facts:

Uses Embalming fluid as her perfume

Sally is the only one allowed to fix her hair or pick her outfits

I'm actually playing Delilah in an Alkenstar game, and she's probably my favorite. Having suffered from sleep paralysis since she was a kid, on the first birthday after her mom left the creature in the shadows, the Eyes That Watch, sent her a cat as a birthday present. Salem's a talking cat who ambiguously hints he was once human, and is a himbo

She takes terrible care of herself, having not taken a bath or brushed her hair in decades now. Her outfit was white when and blue when she was given it, and she's never purposefully dyed it. Delilah often has to be forced to eat by Salem, though at the same time he eats most of her rations for her.

Howl Montague

Pronouns: He/Him

Age: 68

Height: 6’6 (198 cm)

Ancestry: Vampire human

Class: Alchemist

Likes: Fashion, Sewing, Fiber Arts, Bella

Dislikes: Blood, messes, insects

Fun Facts:

Made the main outfits all of the triplets normal wear (armor withstanding)

Bella is the only one who gets to hear about how his experiments are going (she's the test subject)

Howl is the oldest Montague child, and is proud of having the best fashion sense. He wakes up every morning and decides he's the most impressive person in the country. Having trained to be an alchemist since a young kid, he specializes in mutagens and poisons.

Howl is a disaster pansexual and has a habit of falling fast and falling hard for every man and woman he meets. Absolutely has never gotten a date and never will, because he has negative game. Sally tried setting him up once on a blind date and he panicked and poisoned himself to have an excuse to leave early.

Kolro Montague

Pronouns: He/Him

Age: ???

Height: 7’5 (226 cm)

Ancestry: Vampire human

Class: Fighter

Likes: Bloodshed and massacre, subjugating the masses, torture, his wife

Dislikes: His kids, his life choices

Fun Facts:

Spends an hour every morning styling his hair and beard

Makes sure to schedule a collective twenty four hours of bonding time with each of his kids each year to seem like he cares

Kolro's family had ruled their territory in Ustalav for some time before he became a vampire. Killing his own father, he took up the titles and has ruled the territory with an iron fist ever since, his cruel exterior only pierced by Alaela.

Kolro has no idea how to raise kids, and literally thinks his kids aren't properly adults until they try to kill him and steal his titles and lands. None of them have tried to do so, and none hold a demeanor close to his, leading to constant disappointment. He's not sure how to interact with his kids in a way that's not encouraging murder or discussing the philosophy of war.

Salem Catenhagen

Pronouns: He/Him

Age: ???

Height: Cat

Ancestry: Cat

Class: Cat

Likes: String, fish, catnip, women, flare for the dramatic, evil schemes

Dislikes: Water, long walks on the beach, The Eyes That Watch

Fun Facts:

Used to be human before betraying The Eyes That Watch

Considers himself the dad who stepped up to Delilah.

Literally just gonna leave this here, what else needs to be said.

Sally Montague

Pronouns:

Age: 63

Height: 6’3 (190 cm)

Ancestry: Dhampir human

Class: Druid

Likes: Her kids, Delilah, her husbands, nature, animals, flowers, trees, birds, bugs, green, brown, purple, pink, red, white, black (list continues indefinitely)

Dislikes: Fighting, anger, bad vibes

Fun Fact:

Stole her pearl necklace from her dad’s private vault as a memory of home

Is wanted in every country for violent acts of ecoterrorism she refers to as her “fixing the vibes in the room”.

Youngest of the Montague triplets, Sally has always been the silliest of the family. Loving peace, happiness, beauty, she was always considered to be a rebel in her family, something she thought stressful. When she fell in love with a halfling bard at nineteen she panicked at how her family would react and did the logical thing:

She robbed her grandmother's grave and placed the body in her bed, burned down her tower, stole the Montague family pearls, and faked her death for five years while she eloped and had a kid. By the time she returned, everyone was so happy about her being alive they didn't care about her taste in men. She primarily lives in a halfling commune with her three husbands and scores of kids and grandkids, but occasionally goes on trips to perform ecoterrorism.

FALLOUT OCS

These have a lot less information, mostly because most of them are my character headcanons and the one TTRPG one I've never gotten a chance to play in a game so it's just for my custom setting

I have a picture of my Sole Survivor OC, literally shitty "took picture of screen" because was playing her recently, but not even Hero Forge art for others so keep that in mine

Nancy Alberts

Origin: Lone Wanderer

Pronouns: She/Her

Nancy's genuinely hopeful and happy, but also very shy and uncertain about herself. Growing up in the vault she was the type to try and making people like her by being funny, but none of her jokes work in the wasteland so she's just nervous.

Ends up becoming really skilled at using automatic rifles and the like. She wears the power armor she's given while out on quests, but otherwise feels a lot of comfort in wearing her old vault suit while around the house.

She started getting a crush on Butch before she left the vault that she fucking hated and suppressed. They became a relationship of "well we know each other and not many other people" after he left the vault himself, and kinda on again off again until they actually started dating after the game.

Mouse

Origin: The Courier

Pronouns: She/Her

Mouse lost big sections of her memory after getting shot in the head, remembering some vague details but forgetting a lot. Not remembering her actual name, she just remembers people liked to call her Mouse, and she was from farther out west. Wandering back out into the wastes she found herself.

She ends up becoming classic cowboy, using revolvers mostly with occasional non-scoped rifles, wears leathers and coats. She acts cheerful and happy, though is constantly on the verge of an identity crisis and crying regularly as she tries to figure out who she is. Tries staying alone at first, despite meeting few people, but does bring Boone along after helping him out.

Sees Boone as similar sad person for her to relate to, especially since it helps neither talks about their past immediately. Starts to enjoy his company and adds his gifted beret to her normal wardrobe. Starts to get a crush on Boone, but pretty much immediately knows he's never returning that.

Sleeps with Benny planning to kill him and thinking it's the best way to show Boone "not interested", but they end up talking about their feelings and regrets and she forgets to and falls asleep. Wakes up pissed off and tracks him down, ends up letting him go, and gets pissed at herself again and shoots Caesar for the hell of it before leaving. This all makes her realize how desperate she is for someone to talk to, and makes the crush on Boone worse.

Honest Hearts and Lonesome Road happens and she realizes it's not just Boone, she just has the worst taste in men and is touch starved.

She does the Yes Man ending, and tries and help people around her get better as she realizes she's a complete mess. Tries turning herself into a martyr, but friends keep pulling a "I will drag you into loving yourself" point

Julie "Snipes"

Pronouns: She/Her

Origin: Sole Survivor

Julie grew up in the country and was used to needing to hunt and the like, with her dad being a major doomsday prepper. Gladly settled down and became a suburban housewife after growing up with that, trying to put that behind her. After waking up from being frozen she fell back on a lot of that, while spiraling mentally.

Julie believes completely in customization and sufficiency, though how far she takes it can be concerning. She primarily dresses as above and uses a sniper rifle and pipe pistol for close range. She stopped using her husband's name early on, though didn't feel comfortable taking her maiden name. In the end she ended up getting the nickname Snipes for her preferred method of combat.

She alternates rather regularly between being nice and supportive and wanting to go into the Wasteland and fight everything she sees. Generally tries to help others, but at the same time just feels really lost and unsure of how to act in this new world so she falls back on letting others do most of the charity work.

On top of building settlements and falling back on knowledge she has from her past she customizes everything. Her weapons, her armor, even herself in what ways she can. Julie got really into chems after the apocalypse, often making her own and using them during fights.

Doesn't really get over the death of her husband for a long while, not even removing her wedding ring the whole time or living his behind. Becomes really good friends with Hancock and has brief flings with Piper and Macready, but isn't ready for a full relationship. Does Minuteman ending, after the game she ends up retiring to Diamond City with her robot kid to try focusing on herself again.

Morgause

Pronouns: She/Her

Origins: Fallout 2d20 (Custom Richmond Setting)

Morgause is a member of "The Kingdom", a group of ren faire descendents who formed a pseudo-medieval civilization. A member of the noble class, Morgause left it behind to seek a life of her own. Now she wanders the wasteland trying to help smaller civilizations, while escaping bounty hunters her family sends trying to bring her back.

Morgause still dresses in the pseudo-medieval fashion of The Kingdom, wearing long dresses and veils even to fights. Primarily using rifles, she likes to keeps her distance if a fight happens and use her charisma first when possible. Her dialogue's still peppered with the dialect of The Kingdom, though she's been trying to hide it as it's a subject of ridicule the farther out one gets from their territories.

Morgause travels alone mostly, though has recently started taking up group jobs in an attempt to socialize. Not really sure how to act outside the specific context of a noble of a single culture though it's been slow and with plenty of blunders. Her one and only attempt to have asked someone on a date having resulted in laughter

#ask Gwen #my ocs #pathfinder #fallout #thank you so much for asking about this I have been wanting to give people this rant for months now

[sharpscion]

TOA anniversary munday!

Celebrating TOA and the people who contribute to make our group what it is. Repost, don't reblog. Only fill in what you feel comfortable sharing! Happy anniversary, TOA! Here's to many more years spent together.

Name: Cody

Pronouns: he/him

Birthday (no year): October 16th

Where are you from? What is your time zone? CST

Roleplay experience: Ugh idk man like 6 years or something now

Got any pets? A cat named Laurie

Favorite time of year: Fall because it's cold but not like you're gonna die cold

Some interests and things you like: I love to sit and listen to a vinyl while reading some kind of book or manga. I also like to screech in my car to songs that I like a lot!

Some fun facts & trivia about you: I'll listen to one song over and over again for like 5 months until I get bored of it. I have an odd amount of knowledge about old music and WILL share it with you without hesitation. I'm also a crazy TOA prophet because whoever I tweet about ends up joining TOA like a week after.

What non-Fire Emblem games do you play? I play a lot of Final Fantasy games and also League of Legends. I've played SO many games though, it's hard to keep count.

Favorite Pokemon type & Pokemon: I really like grass and psychic types! My favorite pokemon is Musharna and it has been since N gave her to me back in black and white!

How did you get into Fire Emblem? I got the game for my birthday along with a gameboy way back when I was about 7-8 years old. That game was Binding Blade and I've been riding that wave ever since.

What Fire Emblem games have you played? I have played through almost all of them excluding ALL of fates and the tellius games.

First Fire Emblem game: Binding Blade

Favorite Fire Emblem game: Genealogy of the Holy War

Any Fire Emblem crushes? AUGH MAN- L'arachel honestly...

If you’ve played the following games, who was your first S support? Miss Olivia von Fire Emblem

Favorite Fire Emblem class: AUGH PALADIN!!!

If you were a Fire Emblem character, what would be your class? Sage honestly

If you were a Three Houses character, what would be your affiliation? Golden Deer, easily!

If you were an Engage character, which Emblem would you Engage with? Eirika and Ephraim this was not even a question I had to think about

How did you find TOA? Well it was first mentioned to me by N a year or so before I actually joined! I was really wanting to get back into the FE scene and so I thought this might be a good start.

Current TOA muses: Scáthach, Ephraim, Eliwood

Who was your first TOA muse? If you don’t have them anymore, could you see yourself picking them up again? Male Robin! It's probably unlikely... I love him to death but he's easily my oldest fire emblem muse and he is VERY tired.

Have you had any other TOA muses? Quanathan my beloved

Do you think you have a type of character you gravitate towards? I KNOW I HAVE A TYPE I GRAVITATE TO! I never really knew this about myself until TOA, but I seem to gravitate towards knights the most. There is just something about the kind of devotion a knight feels, and how that alters their entire existence.

What do you believe you enjoy writing the most? I typically really enjoy getting into the gritty of things while I'm writing. Explaining emotion and action, why a character is the way they are. I find this most fun with another muse who has close connections to mine.

Favorite TOA-related memory: I think my favorite moment might be when Soji and I reconnected after 10 minutes of me being in this server. We had interacted one time in indie but she had always been on my mind because of how exceptional her writing is. Turns out she remembered me too, and now we're besties and going to cons together!

How do you pronounce TOA?: I usually just say the letters themselves because I'm extra like that.

Got any delusions that didn’t see the light of day in TOA that you’d like to share? WELL LET'S SEE ahem Astram, Noah, Finn, Sonya, Sain, and so so so so so many more that I can't even think about right at this moment.

#⌜ OOC . ⌟ ✦ * · ˚ #( HAPPY ANNI EVERYONE!! )

[disneymbti]

I saw your Nicky Ricky Dicky and Dawn college years ocs, and I really enjoy Sunny’s and Cat’s characters, if I may ask, may I please have some fun facts about the both of them?

Hi there, sweetie! I really hope you like this a lot!

Cat Hernandez's Fun Facts

Cat Hernandez is born on Halloween (October 31st), she loves Halloween movies, and she loves horror movies as well.

Cat prefers black and white outfits compared to bright and colorful outfits especially compared to Sunny.

Cat is a proud Mexican woman, and she celebrates her family traditions as well to her triplets and Dicky as well.

Cat's favorite Halloween candy is Laffy Taffy while her least favorite Halloween candy is raisins.

Cat is just a nickname and that her real name is Catalina, but everyone started calling her Cat cause her two older siblings (which Cat has two older siblings and two younger siblings which puts her in the middle) couldn’t pronounce Catalina so the nickname “Cat” stuck.

Sunny Jackson's Fun Facts

Sunny is the oldest sibling out of her family (her brother Isaac is in the middle and her mute 3 years old sister Maya is the youngest).

Sunny is an art student at college and likes to wear bright and colorful outfits compared to Cat.

Sunny has anxiety and her biggest fear is the nuclear war, and she had the worst boyfriends in her high school years before she met Nicky.

Sunny prefers Polaroids cameras over digital cameras and plus, she likes taking pictures of Nicky because she thought that Nicky looks good in pictures.

Sunny wishes she had Cancer in her moon sign as well as it being her sun sign.

#nrdd #nicky ricky dicky and dawn #oc: sunny jackson #oc: cat hernandez #nicky ricky dicky and dawn college years #nrdd college years

[ask-depressed-wally]

PLEASE TELL ME MORE ABOUT YOUR CAT !!! PLEADING EMOKJI!!

“Here some Polaroidss of Alice! Ha. Ha. Ha. Ha. She’s was such a shy little thing. Not she’s big and lazy! And she loves guest, except Barnaby. Must be a cat thing?”

“Did you know the Persian cat loves to langue and is very sweet. They are medium-sized, usually weigh between seven and 12 pounds, and measure from 10-15 inches tall. They are described has having a flat and chubby face. But some have a “doll like face”. Since Persians are shy around new people, it took me a while of constantly feeding her and interacting with her before I could even let her! She was from an ally, near downtown. I meet her when I was walking and hear some meows. She had very matted fur and was skinny. I think she was born as an ally cat, then being a stray? I’m not sure. But now…she all pretty. Thought, she does shed a lot.”

“Fun fact; the Persian is one of the oldest cat breeds. Some think they originated from Mesopotamia, later called Persia. The breed is also one of Queen Victoria’s favorite. Persian cats were first adopted by the British, and later by American breeders after World War 2.”

#writing responses #art #ask depressed wally

[tabithacohen]

INTRODUCTION

 Wait is that (TABITHA COHEN) that I see off in the distance? You know they have quite the reputation of being the (WEIRDO) around the island, but to me they seem like any other (LOCAL). I hear you can often find the (36) year old hanging around (DRIFTWOOD SANDS) or catch them when they aren’t busy working as a (SCHOOL LIBRARIAN). They may seem (HELPFUL and ECCENTRIC) but I hear that they can also be (ANXIOUS and CLINGY). There may be a lot of faces here in the bay, but you’ll know who you’re dealing with if they remind you of (THE SMELL OF TEA WITH HONEY, CLOTHES WITH FUN PATTERNS, PLAYFUL ARGUING OVER TRIVIA, SECRET SMILES THAT PROMISE MORE) [bri, 30, she/her, est]

Name: Tabitha Anne Cohen

Nickname: Tabby, Tabby Cat, Miss Frizz, The Weirdo, Hot Librarian (she pretends she doesn't know about that one)

Gender/Pronouns: Cisfemale, she/her

Sexuality: Pansexual

Age: 36

Date of Birth: February 1, 1987

Place of Birth: Brooklyn, NY

Biography:

Tabitha was born as the oldest daughter to Ira and Barbara Cohen in Brooklyn. She is the oldest of three. She grew up in Brooklyn until she left for college.

She grew up in a large and loving Jewish family, celebrating holidays together. She also had a lot of friends from different cultures, so she was exposed to all different kinds of music and food.

Went to a SUNY in upstate New York for her undergrad. She majored in Education with minors in English and Women's, Gender, and Sexuality Studies.

While she was there, she discovered her pansexuality, though at the time she called it bisexuality. She dated around and had fun but never had anything very serious.

For her Masters in Library and Information Studies, she went to the University of North Carolina. She had family who lived in the state, and was able to live with them during her program.

After she graduated, she got a job as an elementary school librarian back in New York, where she worked for 5 years.

It was there she met a boy and they dated for 3 of those years. Tabby was in love with him, ready to make a real commitment but he was obviously not ready yet. She wasn't willing to take on the role of someone's mother so she dumped him and moved to get a fresh start.

She moved to California, trying to go as far away as possible. She got a job in a Los Angeles high school, ready to enjoy the sun. She worked there for 6 years, enjoying herself immensely. She headed the school's DnD club, taking on the role of Dungeon Master for several students.

Tabitha met a women there, getting engaged after a year of bliss. But as they were planning the wedding, the truth started to come out. Lies about money, lies about plans, it seemed that her fiancee wanted to get married sure, just not to Tabitha. So, after a few long talks and attempts at counseling, Tabitha broke the engagement and left again.

This time she ended up back in North Carolina, getting a job as the school librarian in Celestial Bay. She's ready for another great year of introducing her students to fantastic worlds and interesting concepts, while fully embracing her own quirky self.

Personality:

Above all else, Tabitha is a nerd. She loves Star Wars, Lord of the Rings, mythology, robots, Dungeons and Dragons. Her favorite past time is to read and it shows. She always either has a book or her Kindle in her bag.

She can be a little awkward and shy about meeting new people, so she'll often blurt out random fun facts to ease the way.

She's absolutely the kind of person to go above and beyond for a friend. She's in her thirties, she doesn't have time for wishy-washy people. If you want her in your life, you got her.

She enjoys wearing fun or silly patterned clothing to work, trying to make the kids smile.

She has a tortoiseshell cat named Mokey (after the character from Fraggle Rock).

She experimented in the BDSM scene in LA and enjoyed playing around with multiple partners and scenes.

She's not looking for love, but 3rd time's the charm, and she's certainly a bit of an old fashioned romantic.

Her favorite thing to do at the end of a long day is curl up with her cat and a cup of tea to either watch an old movie or read a mystery novel.

#cbintro #biography

[writer-of-various]

I posted 674 times in 2022

That's 34 more posts than 2021!

552 posts created (82%)

122 posts reblogged (18%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@mayaibnlaahad

@gurlbye-1

@pricescigar

@adlerboi

I tagged 561 of my posts in 2022

Only 17% of my posts had no tags

#cod incorrect quotes - 259 posts

#cod cold war - 222 posts

#cod bell - 184 posts

#cod mason - 97 posts

#cod adler - 84 posts

#cod woods - 74 posts

#cod hudson - 57 posts

#oc bell - 48 posts

#emilia emilsdóttir - 45 posts

#cod ww2 - 35 posts

Longest Tag: 67 characters

#fun fact: shes my second oldest bell with emilia being the youngest

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

More Shenanigans

Alejandro, Gaz & Ghost: *screaming*

Rudy: *runs into the room* What's wrong, Ghost?!

Alejandro: Wait, why are you asking Ghost that when Gaz and I are also here?

Rudy: Because Ghost wouldn't scream unless it's an emergency. You two scream whenever you have the chance.

...

Rudy: Hi, who's this? Price changed all of my contacts to mythical creatures.

Amanda: What's mine?

Rudy: Dwarf.

Amanda: HE'S SO MEAN, I'M NOT THAT SHORT!

Rudy: Oh, hey Amanda.

Amanda: FUCK!

...

Gaz, texting Soap: Soap there’s a moth on the outside of the bathroom door can you get rid of it?

Gaz: Pls hurry because I’m going to cry

Gaz: Soap

Gaz: Soap

Soap: Soap is dead. You’re next. Love, Moth.

...

Gaz, holding a scooter: Price! Can I go outside and play with this?

Price: Sure, whatever. I'm not your parent, okay?

Gaz, running outside: Thanks Price!

Price, running out after him and screaming: NOT ON THE STREET! STAY AWAY!

...

Price: You’re charged with…..breaking into a pet store?

Ghost: I thought the animals might be lonely.

87 notes - Posted December 8, 2022

#4

Ghost: *dies*

Roach: Timer starts now! When is he coming back? I say two months!

Yuri: Bullshit. One month.

Nikolai: Nah, half a month.

Amanda, sobbing: WHAT ARE YOU DOING? GHOST JUST DIED!

Frost, scratching chin in thought: One week.

102 notes - Posted August 20, 2022

#3

One of the many reasons why Alejandro hates Graves

Graves nudges Soap, nodding his head to Rudy, who stood a meter away from them slightly leaning over a table to look over at a map.

"That's Rodolfo, right?" He asks and Soap nods in confirmation, raising a brow as Graves lets out a wolf whistle. "Damn, Vaquero has a nice ass. He single?"

Ghost has to hold back Alejandro from killing the American there and then, and all Soap does is cackle from the entertainment.

142 notes - Posted December 4, 2022

#2

Amanda: I'm not buying you a cat

Soap: Why?!

Amanda: Because you can just find a stray one and train it!

Soap: What if it has a family

Amanda: ...

Price: Don't worry, I got this. Soap, son, IT'S A STRAY!

Soap: So is Ghost!

Ghost: True.

154 notes - Posted June 14, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Chris, looks up from gen: Where's Leon?

Rebecca, concerned: Where's the killer and Leon?

Across the map...

Leon: Now destroy my boon

Wesker, raises a brow: But you just blessed it.

Leon: Yeah but...I wanna spend more time with you

Wesker: ...fine *certainly does not blush*

168 notes - Posted September 18, 2022

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#tumblr2022 #year in review #my 2022 tumblr year in review #your tumblr year in review

[uncaaj]

Fanfic: The Soggy Summer Skirmish! (DuckTales 17)

Check out the DuckTales Summer Zine HERE! READ NOW ON AO3!

I looked to my left. My best friend was attacking with wild abandon, casting a desperate glance at me after flinging one deep. “Dewey! I can’t hold ‘em back forever!” she called out, barely dodging a shot that was surely her undoing.

I looked to my right. My other best friend lay prone on the ground, out cold, his best friend pressing on his chest in an equally desperate rhythm. “Launchpad, noooooooooo!” he wailed, throwing his hands to the sky and cursing whatever god happened to be passing by us at that point in time.

Wait, freezeframe.

Hi, Dewey here. You may have heard of me, the adventurous one? The wonder in blue? Those are just a few names I’m known by. Anyway, you’re probably thinking: Dewey, how does a handsome and impressionable kid like you find yourself in such an insane conundrum??

Well, I promise I’ll answer that. But first, I have to take you back to how this all got started.

Oooh, transitional sentence…

“I’m booooorrreed,” I said, falling slowly off the couch not unlike a Slinky slinking down stairs.

You may ask yourself again, Dewey, you cool cat, how can you and your siblings, the grandnephews of the great Scrooge McDuck, ever be bored in the mansion on a hot summer’s day?

And to that, I say…Huey asked too. “How can you, the grandnephew of the great Scrooge McDuck ever be bored on a beautiful day like today?”

“It happens, okay? It feels like we’ve been watching the same show for hours,” I groaned.

“Hey, Ottoman Empire is a classic,” said Louie. “It’s the kind of show you can watch for hours and always find something new.”

Webby narrowed her eyes at the screen. “Really? ‘Cause I must’ve seen the same exact murder subplot about 60 times. And every time, it’s the jealous carpenter.”

“I knew it was the jealous carpenter by episode 4 even when the show was new!” said Huey, “Oldest trope in the book.” He then actually opened his Junior Woodchuck Guidebook and showed us that it in fact was the oldest trope in his book.

Louie rolled his eyes. “Everyone’s a critic.”

“Alright, that’s it,” I said, jumping to my feet. “Huey’s right.”

“I think that’s the first time I’ve heard you say that.”

“I can admit it.” I marched to the window and opened the curtain, letting the summer sun stream in. “It’s a beautiful day and we’re just sitting around wasting it. Let’s do something fun!”

“Ooh, how about a water balloon fight?” said Webby.

I gasped. “Omigosh, I was thinking the exact same thing! Two teams head-to-head?”

“Heart-pounding action!”

“Master the field…”

“Or meet your maker in the form of breakable rubber wet peril!” 

Webby bounced up and down and we locked eyes. “We’re so in sync!” we said in unison.

“You’re so dorky,” we heard Louie say.

Suddenly Launchpad appeared in the archway, holding a bucket of popcorn. “Hey, kid best friend!”

“Hey, grown-up best friend!” I said. “Change of plans.”

“Oh, are we marathoning Side Table Kingdom instead? Ooh, or maybe Darkwing Duck??”

“Nope, we’re doing something better. A battle of wills, skills, and water balloons.” Having a thought, I ran over to L.P. and climbed up on his shoulders. “And Launchpad’s on my team!”

“What?!” Louie screeched. “That’s not fair! You’ll cream us!”

“You’ll have Webby though,” I pointed out, “She beat all three of us in Dart Wars.”

“That’s not enough, Dewey,” said Huey. “If you’re going to involve a grown-up, then we need to make it fair. We each get one, or we take them altogether.”

My eyes lit up. “Hubert, you’re a genius! Kids vs. grown-ups! It’ll be the match of the century! And I can livestream it!”

I jumped down, did an awesome three-point landing, and dashed off. “I gotta make some calls!” I shouted back as I left. This day had just gone from slow as a turtle to the best day ever.

Oooh, another transitional sentence…

A while later and we were outside in the mansion’s backyard, standing in two separate single file lines. On our team, me, Louie, Huey, and Webby. On the grown-ups team, Launchpad, uncle Donald (who we had to wake from a nap), Drake Mallard (who was in town to help a friend buy a motorbike), and Fenton Crackshell-Cabrera (the friend in question).

Huey paced in between us, clipboard in hand. “The rules are simple: we’ve got an objective point in the front yard. One team has a water bomb carefully designed by Gyro-“ He turned to Fenton. “Thanks by the way, Fenton.”

“No problem,” he said, “Dr. Gearloose had it in the ‘might turn evil, dismantle’ pile anyway.”

“Wait, what?” said Louie.

“ Anyway, your objective is to make it to the point and set off the water bomb. The other team must keep you from doing so before time runs out or must defuse the bomb successfully before it goes off. If you get hit, you’re ‘dead.’ Not really, but pretend you are. Dewey’s words. Any questions?”

Drake raised his hand. “Yes, Drake?” said Huey, pointing his pencil at him.

“Er, not that I’m not happy to be here, I’m just not entirely sure why you asked for us specifically.”

“ Because,” I said, “this is a great chance to really test our adventuring skills! We’ve got two superheroes here, a sidekick of a superhero, and uncle Donald, who I’m pretty sure was a superhero at one point and never told us.”

Huey gave me a look. “I told you, those were unsubstantiated rumors.”

“ I’m telling you, uncle Donald did fight an alien invasion and I will prove it!”

I saw uncle Donald look away and start whistling. Fenton raised his eyebrow for a moment then suddenly his beak dropped open in shock. Aha! He saw through that suspicious act too!

“Alright, troops!” said Webby, bringing us all back. “May the best team win and may you never know the feeling of a dry shirt ever again.”

Uncle Donald cracked his knuckles. “You kids are goin’ down.”

Huey made a face that said, “I fear for my life.” If only I knew what we were in for, I might’ve felt sympathy. But alas, I’m just a naive, good-looking child, how could I have known?

Ooooh, transition again- okay, I’m gonna stop that now. 

READY…

Kids against grown-ups, and the bomb was in our court.

SET…

I clicked on my headset. “Men? And Webby? Let’s kick some tail.”

GO! It was on!

Me and Webby planned it out. We’d be our attackers. I had the bomb on my back, Webby had my six. Huey was our scout, and sneaky Louie? The spy. What else?

For now, we took the silent dash from home base to the capture point, right by uncle Donald’s houseboat. I took position by a wall we set up and peeked out. Nada. “Huey?” I said into my earpiece. “Whatcha got?”

“ An empty yard, just like you. I’d still proceed with caution. I’d wager Drake’s their forward.”

“Copy. Louie?”

“I’m in enemy territory. I’ve got an eye on Launchpad. He’s heading up on the right side.”

“I see him,” said Huey, “Guys? Cross-over to the wall on your left and wait for my signal.”

So we did, all low-to-the-ground-like, the scent of freshly mown grass filling my nostrils. All the time, I wondered who was gonna fire first. I soon got my answer.

“Louie here, I lost Launchpad. I was getting a balloon ready and-“

“Hey, Louie,” we heard Launchpad say through Louie’s transmission. “I guess I have to throw this at you now. Better run before I do.”

“Launchpad!” yelled Drake, “Don’t warn him! Just throw it!”

I heard a splash and feared the worst. “Okay, Webs, let’s book it.”

“No!” Huey exclaimed, “that’s exactly what I said not to do!”

But I was already heading for the point. “Plans change! Keep up, Hubert!”

“Hoo-ra!” Webby cheered.

Bank left, bank right, dodge roll, dodge roll. I was swift as a coursing river. Taking another post, Huey spoke up again. “Ah! I’ve been made!”

“Sorry, Huey!” said Fenton. I peeked out and saw them by a tree. Huey dodged desperately like I taught him. I nodded to Webby and she took off and hurled a balloon with the force of a great typhoon. Fenton turned toward it and went white. It exploded on his face with the strength of a raging fire.

🎶Mysterious as the dark side of the MOOOOOOOOOOON!🎶

…er, sorry. Got distracted. Point is, we drew first splash!

“Sigh…thanks, Webby,” said Huey, clutching his heart.

“No problem,” she smiled.

At that moment, there came a hiss, and purple smoke slithered in around our feet. “Whuh-oh,” I said.

“I am the terror that flaps in the night,” came a deep, menacing voice.

“Scatter! I got him.” Huey and Webby took my order and squeezed a water balloon in my hand.

“I am the candy wrapper in the public pool of crime.”

“…Ew.” I looked around the cloud of smoke for the duck I knew was inside…somewhere.

“I am…DARKWING DUCK!” Drake swooped down from a tree and I dove to the side. A balloon burst a foot away from me and I hurled mine back at him. He ducked (ha!) and it burst all over the tree trunk. “Good shot, kid,” he said.

I smirked. “It’d look better all over your pretty face.”

Drake grabbed another balloon and took a wide, heroic stance. “I’ll be the judge of that.”

It was our standoff moment, just like in the Western movies. We stared each other down, mano a mano. No sound but the passing breeze and our breath.

Then Drake said, “Draw!”

We both dove to the side and hurled our balloons. I hit the dirt and scrambled up. Not even looking to see if I hit him, I hauled tail to the capture point. Skidding to a halt, I slung the bomb off my back and pressed the “Arm” button. The timer flashed “1:00.” I pumped my fist. “Kids rule!”

I let the moment hang for a moment before asking myself, “Wonder where uncle Donald is?”

Peeking out from my shield again, I saw Launchpad running for his life, two or three water balloons hot on his tail. He spotted me and waved. “Hi again, kid best friend!”

Blammo. Louie came up behind him and nailed him in the center of his back, then dipped out of sight again. Perfect.

Launchpad grasped at his throat. “Oh no! I have been splatted! So cold…” He spun around and flopped on the ground.

“LAUNCHPAD!” Drake screamed, eyes wide and standing in the middle of the yard, totally exposed. As he ran to the pilot, he shouted, “D.A., now!”

Webby and Huey popped out from a bush. “Who’s D.A.?” she said.

“BANZAI!” There was uncle Donald, hurtling down from on top of the roof, covered from head to flipper in water balloons. “I knew it!” I said, “The rumors were true!”

And he just started hurlin’. Water balloons flew every which way. I didn’t even see his arms. It was a blurry windmill of fury and power. Uncle Donald really was serious.

And that brings us to where we were in the beginning. Fancy, huh?

Webby was fighting back, while poor Huey took one right to the head, falling out of the bush. “Ah! My Junior Woodchuck Guidebook! Er, I mean, blegh!”

There he went, collapsing onto the lawn. Poor Launchpad was really acting dead and theatre kid Drake was hamming it up.

And uncle Donald? Well, he was being uncle Donald.

I lost my focus for a split second and saw a balloon coming straight toward me. Time slowed down. This was it, my ultimate sacrifice. I set the bomb and did my team proud. I could die honorably now. I put my hand to my heart and felt myself get absolutely drenched.

“Dewey!” Webby called out.

“Gotcha!” cheered uncle Donald. Giving Webby the look of death, he grabbed one last balloon and put it right on target. Webby yelled as she was the last one of us to go down.

Uncle Donald high-fived Drake. “Yeah! Team K.O.!”

“You were…crazy,” said Drake.

Uncle Donald cleared his throat. “Still gotta defuse the bomb.”

“Oh yeah!” They both dashed over to the capture point. I didn’t know how much time was left but it couldn’t have been more than-

“10 seconds?!” shouted Drake.

“Quick! Cut the wires!” uncle Donald squawked.

“What wires?”

“They always have wires, movie-boy!”

“This isn’t a movie, Donald!”

BOOM!

That…sounded like actual explosion, not water explosion.

We all got up and screamed. There was a small fire in the middle of the yard and Drake and uncle Donald lay 5 feet away, covered in soot. We all used the rest of our balloons to put out the fire and then went to help them up.

“Drake, are you okay?” asked Launchpad.

Drake coughed a puff of smoke. “Singed but triumphant.”

“It was an ACTUAL BOMB?!” Fenton screeched. “He told me it wouldn’t do that!”

We all looked at him like this was his fault. He looked back at us, petrified. “Uh…I-I need to make a call.” He headed back to the house.

“Wait up!” said a red-faced uncle Donald, following after. “I’ll kill that mad doctor!”

For a good long moment, we didn’t really know what to do. We looked at Drake and L.P. and they stared back. Then we turned our gaze to the splintered wall on the ground and the big black char not too far from it.

“We took this way too seriously,” said Huey.

“Ditto,” said Drake.

“It was fun, though,” I said.

“Sure was!” said Webby.

After that black spot was resodded, and Gyro was scolded by Scrooge and Fenton and screamed at by uncle Donald, we all agreed to do it again sometime. It didn’t turn out like we thought, but hey, it was sure better than watching TV.

#ducktales #dt17 #huey dewey and louie #webby vanderquack #drake mallard #launchpad mcquack #donald duck #fenton crackshell cabrera #disney ducks #duckverse #fanfiction #aj tries to write #ducktales 2017

[ayuki-ikuya]

I come bringing ideas and headcanons.

OK, so we all already know what The Three oldest archons abilities. So I’ve come up with my own ideas we could use for the younger archons! (And yes I’m grouping Ei, Venti and Zhongli as the older siblings since Ei Is 1000 years old Venti is 2,500 and Zhongli is 5,000-6,000 and the other archons are still in the hundreds I think)

Again these aren’t canon just stuff you can use for future Requests for Twisted wonderland x Teyvat God! Reader

For Dendro archon!Reader

Definitely a Bow User. And Is a Healer. But the their Ult can cause damage

I have a theory That during the Archon War The dendro Archin created the Regisvines to fight for them, and only two were left. I also Headcanon The dendro archon can bring plants to life and overwrite what each plant can do. (Maybe even bring mushrooms to life 👀).

Maybe They can create a giant plant from the ground that spreads Healing energies and since this is a god where talking about can Cure Curses (Ahem Vils Curses Ahem) and major Diseases and what not.

For Their Ult maybe a giant plant monster (kinda like how Gouba and Oz exists ) that will attack for them (could make for fun combos with different elements like if the dendro archon was wet Hydro Plant monster)

For Hydro archon!reader

Polearm or sword (theirs way too many Hydro Catalyst) Healer and Dps, Why? Cause I say so.

You’ve mentioned how Hydro archon summons a giant wave? I’ll do you one better and their E skill summons a giant sea creature of your choosing to soak the fighters (A cool visual is their polearm turning into a big dream catcher then going swoosh and Baam Maybe like A giant Water Koi fish finna drown your ass *ahem ace ahem*)

Now mihoyo likes to reference Their character form honkai impact into genshin impact (and since they took a characters look from Honkai and another characters abilities with the whole Dual ego thing for Raiden shogun and Ei) I’m gonna base this Ultimate Skill From a character from Honkai (for research search up Herrsercher of Sentience)

Since the Hydro archons whole thing is about Justice. Now here me out here. WATER WHIP. Just a giant whip of water that can go on for miles (maybe it’s salty maybe it’s like fresh water depends on our readers mood lolol). Like, It’s whip of water strong enough to cut diamond or whatever it would be very cool (Kalim would wanna see if he could do something like that with his UM Que jamil trying to stop him)

Maybe their hair turns into water too.

Pyro archon! Reader

Claymore. A Big strong war god needs a big strong weapon. Dps and Defense.

Now It’s not just one claymore, It’s DUAL-CLAYMORE, why? Cause it’s a war god that’s why!

I like to think the shield is like Xinyans and XiangLings combined and it’s constantly sending off tiny Fire Discs. Or just symbols shooting fire like what the Pyro Abyss mages can do

For Ultimate I like to think it’s like Childes Daggers but Bigger and on fire just a huge sword made of fire.

The pyro archon doesn’t think just BURNS. and STABE

Cryo archon! Reader

I can’t really come up with much for Cryo archon. But maybe a Catalyst that can summon a giant blizzard that drops down giant ice swords (kinda like Ganyus)

Definitely a sub DPS.

Maybe a healer too since The Tsaritsa is The archon of love?

What do you think about these abilities? Since you mentioned that the students and staff would assume their just strong mages I tried to be very creative with these abilities.

Also how I think the lore could go is maybe somewhere after leonas overblot and before azuls, Crowly has found a way to send Yuu home reluctantly. Yuu, grim and the aduece duo, and maybe some of heartslaybul or savana claw whoever you want come with them to the office to send them home. But Yuu is contemplating whether or not they WANT to go home now. But something goes wrong, maybe grim messes up the spell for the portal to work becuase (although he doesn’t want to admit it ) doesn’t want Yuu leaving, and their greeted with a surprise guest. Now this gives Yuu time to decide if they genuinely wanna go home and when teh archon finally has the materials they need to create a portal Yuu will tell them to leave the portal open (maybe put it into a tiny pocket mirror like the how we have the teapot) because they wanna stay for a little while or just until grim graduates (Que a happy fire cat ) and the archon whose grown attached to some people here was like ok “let our friends visit whenever they want, only if their headmaster allows it”

Now onto the headcanons

Anemo Archon! Reader and Mondstadt! Yuu

Everyone expected a lot of things not a person with Green eyes and (H/C) hair with green highlights. And an odd thing about them was the glowing stone on their person, Yuu didn’t have that?

Everyone’s freaking out because they’ve accidentaly taken another person from Yuus world.

And since Venti Is a well known famous bard In teyvat let’s say or Dear (y/N) is also a known bard and is not at all freaking out about what’s going on in fact let’s say our dear reader recognizes Yuu! And so now (Y/N) is now a new student (and a new headache for Crowley) in the ramshackle dorm! Yup! Just an ordinary human bard, Ehe~.

I’ll leave the rest of this up to you, Where Yuu has to explain what the world of teyvat is like (and why Yuu doesn’t have a phone (and a vision) because Twisted wonderland is far more advance in Technology and teyvat has JUST invented the Camera)

Also I head canon that people with Visions can summon their weapons and object with their visions, ok? Ok. To make things make more sense when reader pulls out a lyre from floating glitter.

Geo archon!reader and Liyue! Yuu

Same things happend here, but hey! We’ve summoned a Funeral Consultant! A very (ahemATTRACTIVEahem) Wise funeral consultant at best!

Our dear Friend (y/n) is very calm about the situation as well. After all everyone and liyue knows their god was killed and The Adepti are watching over them

So Our dear reader is seeing this as a free vacation 😊

Electro Archon!Reader and Inazuma!yuu

Since the god of Inazuma isn’t “Dead” or hasn’t left and the people know what their beloved archon looks like, Yuu will definitely Be Freaking the fuck out

“YOU DIDNT BRING ME HOME YOU JUST SUMMONED MY PEOPLES FUCKING GOD OH SHIT”

insert the meme of the womens face that gets zoomed in on the second panel “the. WHAT.” 😃

And y’know how Eis “Hello” voice line where she makes the traveler her guard she says the same thing to Yuu except “I recognize you are one of my people as your archon I shall be your guard and keep you safe from any danger in this Foreign world” and let’s say The puppet will not be used and Reader will be in control becuase they don’t have to worry about erosion right now so the puppet will be resting while (Y/N) is in control protecting their Precious Inazuma citizen is ok.

Well until They can get the materials they need to open a portal. I’ll let you figure out the rest, but congrats ramshackle you now have a god in your abode 😃✨

-Plot Anon 💗

PLOT ANON-SAMAAAAAAAAAA ILY!!!!!!!!! Thank you for your hard work sob

Anyways, for skills of the archons-

Dendro Archon

I think they'd use a sword or a catalyst tbh, if the skills you listed, it makes a little more sense to have them be more of a catalyst

For their elemental skill, I think they'd summon/throw something similar to Klee's and Aloy's elemental skill except they heal if someone in your party is nearby, their healing could scale by their EM or ER.

For their burst, I like your head canon for the Dendro Archon, so I might go off from that and your idea for their burst, just more tweaking. The dendro archon would be able to summon a large plant that heals AND deals Dendro damage by sapping mobs hp. The amount of life sapping it does and the healing would scale off their original HP (artifacts that give hp won't be of use)

Hydro Archon

I agree with hydro polearm or sword. Too many catalysts

Mmm... To be honest, I think you should have the burst be her skill... The whip idea is intriguing, but I think it would work more for a skill which can allow them to use it several times before waiting for the CD to go down. I think the whip skill would work better with Crit as well.

AND AS FOR THE MENTIONS OF WAVE AND A SEA CREATURE, I'LL DO YOU ONE BETTER BUT FOR THEIR BURST!!!! They summon a large tsunami which takes form of a monster/animal and lunges at the mobs (similar to Zhongli tossing down a dumbbell), however the amount of damage the burst can do is depending on if they are afflicted by the wet status the mobs are afflicted by. If already afflicted with hydro, the mobs would receive double damage while those with other elements afflicted on them would receive the element combination DMG and normal DMG while those that aren't affected by an element, they would receive normal damage. The amount of damage the burst does is scaled by EM.

Pyro Archon

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA CLAYMORE

Hmmm.... I think the skill would be they set an AoE with magma, mobs will receive damage from it and will continue to receive damage if they stay on it, but those who are in party, they will receive an ATK boost that scales from HP.

For the burst, I think I'll use a character from Honkai Impact with their special move which is Murata Himeko in Vermilion Knight: Eclipse battlesuit. Pyro Archon uses their claymore and another claymore but made of pyro and is far more larger and their cut scene has the Archon raise the pyro claymore above their head and slam it down to send pyro erupting from the ground (similar to the pyro axe wielding hilichurls)

Cryo Archon

I agree with catalyst

Mmmmmm.... I'd say her skill would beeeeee... Trapping several mobs or so in ice. They can either do 2-4 ice traps depending if you got their c1. (The ice traps are similar to Mirror Maidens traps BTW but it deals or affects the mobs with cryo)

For burst, I like the idea of summoning a blizzard/swords, but it's similar to Ganyu's. SO I'LL DO YOU ONE BETTER!!!! Cryo Archon will summon a blizzard which freezes mobs without having to use hydro, the freeze status lasts for a total of 15 seconds or higher if you got their c3

Hmmm... I like the idea, but imma tweak it a bit. The archon was in fact summoned through that portal because Grim decided to mess it up just for Yuu to stay a little longer, and so the Archon now resides in Twisted Wonderland as well in order to aide them until they can return back to their world. That way it makes more sense and makes it more fun.

Anemo archon

Yuu would be a bit jealous about them because they got a vision.

Crowley needs to hide his money

Sam has been strictly told to not give them wine that Sam stores in his shop...

Vargus is conflicted about them because they legit float without magic

Trein recurved a major headache

Divus is praying to whatever god existing to take them back

Ehe

EHE TE NANDAYO!?

Geo Archon

Yuu feels awkward meeting the consultant of the funeral parlor having to meet the Director...

Crowley is praying for dear god for them to go away.

"STOP TAKING MY MONEY YOU GORGEOUS FIEND" - Crowley

Train + Crewel + You = Besties

Sam was literally threatened to not joke around with you with business.

You legit did not fuck around with people when in contracts.

"Osmanthus wi-"

"SHUT THE HELL UP" - everyone

Electro Archon

Yuu is literally terrified in "your" presence.

Shogun malfunctioned due to being in an entirely new world so you had to disable Shogun's rules and create new ones regarding this world.

Yuu is still unaware of Shogun being a puppet

Crowley is no longer safe.

The staff (specifically Crewel) is supporting Shogun/You to beat Crowley's ass into shape.

Only the Diasomnia dorm knows your predicament with you and your puppet(s).

You are the definition of Queen/King/Royalty of the school. If you search up NRC, your picture literally plastered on it as the definition.

#twisted wonderland #genshin impact #twisted wonderland x genshin impact #archons #NRC

[merakiaes]

Beauty And The Beast - Arthur Shelby

Pairing: Arthur Shelby x reader

Requested: By @arthurobsessed​

Prompts: None. 

Warnings/notes: I wrote majority of this like half a year ago and filled in some spots now so this is just a mess, I’m sorry😭 I’m gonna rewrite it from the start when I get the time to but until then, I hope this is alright. Not proofread so sorry in advance for any mistakes. 

Wordcount: 3385

Summary: Grace is left astonished when she, for the first time since coming to Birmingham, learns of the woman who has managed to tame the infamous beast of Small Heath. 

Another Saturday was upon you, and it was just like any other.

The people of Small Heath had always been fond of their alcohol and festivities, but since the men had returned from the war, the weekend drinking had turned into whole-week drinking, and honestly, no one could blame them for wanting an escape.

Arthur had always been one of the more intense drinkers, already before the war, so it was only a given that he would be one of the ones who got even worse with the trauma he was now constantly carrying on his back.

After the war, he became shorter to anger than ever and his temper was just completely unpredictable. He was like a ticking bomb; one wrong move or word, and he could explode and lose control of himself completely, and the only thing that could bring him back whenever that happened was the sound of your voice.

The only one who could keep him calm and collected was you, and no one who didn’t know the two of you personally could understand how it worked; how you worked.

Arthur was a beast whose first instinct was to react to everything with anger and violence, and you were just the opposite, kind and warm, giving off a motherly vibe to everyone who ever talked to you.

But everyone who knew you personally knew exactly how the relationship between you and the oldest Shelby brother worked; because they had seen you on your bad days, they had seen you take charge, and when that happened, anyone who knew what was good for them would take a step back in order to not end up on the receiving end of your anger, because that’s a place where no one, least of all Arthur, wanted to find themselves.

You had been away from your husband and in-law family for well over a week now, having been visiting some relatives in London to help take care of your sick grandmother; something no one else seemed to be capable off.

You had just gotten back to Small Heath the night before and of course, Polly and Ada had proceeded to drink you under the table, much to the amusement of your husband and brother-in-law’s.

It was all fun and games in the moment but the morning after was never great, and when you lived in Small Heath, the only cure for a hangover was to drink some more.

Because of your long absence, Grace has not yet met the woman who had Arthur Shelby wrapped around her finger, not even knowing you existed in the first place as she hadn’t heard you be mentioned.

But that was all about to change, as you made your way into the Garrison alongside the rest of the Shelby clan, tucked in tightly under Arthur’s arm.

Grace had been serving beers with the help of Tommy for the past ten minutes now, the two of them standing beside each other behind the bar and holding light conversation while working.

She was about to ask him who you were when she caught sight of you cuddled up close to his brother but she got no time to, instead watching his face light up in a large smile as you headed straight in the direction of the bar.

“Well, look who’s still alive.” Tommy spoke as you reached them, playfully raising his eyebrows and drawing a laugh from your lips in return.

“Barely.” You answered simply, hopping up on your knees on one of the barstools while awaiting for your brother-in-law to begin preparing your drinks.

He wasted no time in doing so and chuckled, taking your word for it with the way your eyes were squinting against the lights, no doubt in an attempt to soothe the headache you were most likely sporting.

“Rough night?” He kept teasing you, and you raised an eyebrow, an amused smile pulling over your red-painted lips.

“You would know, wouldn’t you? You were here.”

“I can faintly recall a certain someone dancing on the table.” He chuckled. “But of course, so was my sister.” He continued, looking up at you with a large grin and his eyebrows raised.

Your eyes narrowed, face pulling into a smirk. “I regret nothing.” You said, and at that, he could only shake his head with amusement.

“Because you don’t remember what you’re supposed to regret.” He joked, briefly looking down at the tray in front of him, finishing the final touches and then looking up again as he pushed the tray over the bar in your direction. “Take it easy tonight, eh?” He grinned, and watched as your face lit up in a grin twice as big.

“No promises.” You said, leaning over the counter to press a quick kiss to his cheek. “Thank you, Tommy.” You thanked him, and then didn’t waste another second before grabbing the edges of the tray and getting down from the stool, heading over to the table where everyone else were waiting.

Tommy and Grace stood side by side, watching as the entire table erupted into cheers and whoops as you joined them with the alcohol.

“Who was that?” The latter, who had been quiet the entire time, finally spoke up.

Tommy didn’t look at her, simply returning to the task he had been busying himself with before you had come up to him, which was drying off some glasses with a towel.

“That would be (Y/N) Shelby, Arthur’s wife and the biggest honorary member of our family.” He replied simply, a small smile still playing on his lips.

“His wife?” Grace softly asked, her eyes sparkling with surprise and confusion. “I didn’t know he was married. How come I’ve never seen her before?”

“She just got back from visiting family in London.” He replied, putting the glass and rag down on the countertop in front of him and turning to look at her.

Before either of them could say anything else, however, a man called out his name from the other side of the bar, and without another word shared between the odd lovers, he walked away.

Grace was left to pick up the work left behind with the remaining glasses, but while she polished them with the rag, she kept a discrete eye on your table from across the room, trying her best to catch snippets out of your conversation over the loud chatter in the bar.

“Where’s that girl you were with last night, John?” Ada asked as she had her first sip of whiskey, looking at her older brother with eyes wide with curiosity.

To this, John simply cleared his throat, avoiding her gaze as he followed her example and took a gulp out of his drink. “It didn’t work out.” He replied curtly, his lips pulling into a straight line.

“No? Why not?” She asked, and before he could reply for himself, you joined in on the conversation.

“He tore his string.” You said, and Ada instantly broke out into laughter.

“You did what?!” She exclaimed, and John whipped his head whipped around to face you with a nasty glare.

You only met him with a teasing smirk, said smirk widening when Arthur threw an arm around your shoulder and leaned in.

“Oh, he didn’t tell ya?” He spoke, teasing his younger brother along with you. “Came stumbling into our house in the middle of the night, crying for (Y/N) to sow his cock back up. Completely pissed.”

“It’s not funny. It fookin’ hurt.” John snapped, briefly turning to look at his older brother before looking back to you. “Quit your smirking.”

“I’m not smirking.” You shrugged in response, but did nothing to try and conceal that you were, in fact, grinning from ear to ear. “This is simply me with a cheery disposition, a ray of sunshine in the mist of bleakness. Don’t put a cloud over my sunshine.”

“It’s an excuse to make fun of me.” He narrowed his eyes accusingly.

“Rain clooouud.” You sang and when he shook his head and turned it to the side, you raised an eyebrow. “What? Cat got your tongue, John boy?”

Again, he said nothing, bringing a chuckle from your lips. “If it wasn’t totally unethical, I would definitely blackmail you with this.”

“Because you’re just a shining beacon of ethics, eh?” Your husband pitched in from your side then, causing you to shift your gaze to him and being met with a smirk.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” You mumbled, leaning closer to him and fondly inspecting his face.

“Really?” He raised his eyebrows. “Do I have to remind you of the time you-“

“I would very much prefer it if you didn’t.” You interrupted him with a giggle, putting your finger over his lips to get him to be quiet. “I’d like to aggressively ignore that part of my life until it goes away.”

His smirk widened but he said nothing else, simply leaning in to attach his lips to yours when you removed your finger.

As the bickering stopped between the bunch of you, Polly clicked her tongue, looking between all of you with an amused expression on her face.

“I think the more important matter on our hands right now is how we’re going to stop your brother from whipping his dick out every chance he gets until it’s healed. That’s not going to be easy when he’s drunk.” She pointed out, her cheeks full as she smiled and took a sip from her drink.

Breaking apart from the kiss, you hummed, staying close to Arthur for a moment longer before turning back to the table. “You’re right.” You agreed with the older woman, reaching out over the table. “No alcohol for John.”

You snatched the glass from his hand just as he was about to take a drink, and he instantly jumped out of his seat and threw himself after the glass. “Like hell!”

Grace watched with great interest from afar as you continued joking around with John, whispered with Ada and Polly and cracked loud jokes that made everyone laugh.

She hadn’t been in Small Heath for long but still, during that short time, she had gotten a good understanding about how the Shelbys were loyal and trusting toward very few people, but as she watched you from afar, she saw without a doubt in her mind that all of them would trust you with their deepest, darkest secrets if it came down to it.

The respect they all held for you was obviously great, and it was clear that you were just as much a part of the family as the rest of them.

What really left her shocked wasn’t the good relationship you had with the others, however, but rather how deep of a bond you seemed to share with the oldest out of all the Shelby siblings.

The times Grace had seen Arthur he had been reckless, violent and angry, with an uncontrollable temper and a clear thirst for blood. Other than the things she had seen herself, she had heard whispers all around Small Heath about what a gruesome and nasty man he was.

But as she watched the two of you interact, he looked everything but dangerous.

You were seated in his lap now, tenderly holding his face in your hands while he rubbed the side of your thigh with one hand and held your waist with the other. You held hands, exchanged kisses, rubbed your noses together in a sickly sweet way and she then watched as he grabbed your head in his hands to pepper kisses all over your face, causing your laughs to spill out over the entire pub.

His entire face was pulled up into a smile, his eyes looking at you as if you were the only woman in the world and while the others at your table continued to talk loudly, the two of you remained in your own bubble, exchanging whispers and never looking away from each other.

“They seem so close. He’s so different with her.” Grace spoke before she could help herself, and Tommy who had now returned to her side, spared her a glance, smiling to himself as he had been watching her watch the two of you the entire time.

“Aye, he is.” He confirmed.

She watched the two of you for another moment, watching as Arthur pushed his face into your chest and as you, in return, yelled out and frantically slapped his head. When he brought his face back up and latched his lips onto yours, she turned away, feeling like she had deprived you of your privacy enough, and instead turned to meet Tommy’s awaiting gaze.

“How come he’s so much gentler with her than everyone else?” She asked, and Tommy stopped for a moment, setting down the glass he was polishing and turning to meet her gaze.

“Do you believe in love at first sight, Grace? In fate?” He asked, and she nodded.

“I do.”

“Well then, there you have your answer.” He smiled at her, before looking over at the two of you, his gaze turning distant. “She’s the love of his life, has been since they were children, running around barefoot in the mud, never up to any good.”

Grace turned her full attention to him, watching the side of his face as he spoke.

“Her father was a close friend of our mother’s. He was our local barber back then, always cut our father’s hair, our uncle’s hair, our hair. But Arthur never let him touch his. She was the only one he accepted to cut him. After he passed away, her father, someone else took over the barber shop, but she kept cutting the hair of the men in our family, still does to this day.”

“They were inseparable when they were children. Where she went, he went, practically attached at the hip. Both John and I fancied her, as did every other boy in the neighborhood, but she wasn’t interested in anyone but him.”

“We were all lonely boys, kept to our own and didn’t bother making any other friends spare a few. But Arthur was a loner in an entirely different sense, with a temper that no one, not even he, could control. She was the only one that was able to keep him grounded and when they reached their teen years, the innocent, childlike crush became serious. Boys started showing her more interest and Arthur was terrified that she was going to realize that she could get someone better, that she would leave him, but she always assured him she loved him, the two of them sneaking around every chance they got.”

“He proposed to her for the first time when he was eleven, and she was six, with a golden ring he’d taken from our mother’s jewelry box. He snuck into a workshop and dipped it in grey steel before giving it to her so that our mom wouldn’t recognize it and ask for it back. She wore it on a chain around her neck until she was old enough to be able to wear it on her finger, and never took it off until the war started.”

“Arthur almost missed the train when we were going off to France because he wouldn’t let her go. The only way for her to get him to leave was by giving him back the ring and making him promise to come back to her and propose again. That ring, the picture of her that he always carried in his breast pocket, the love letters they exchanged over the course of those four years, the promise he’d made to her before boarding the train and the knowing that she was waiting for him at home were the only things keeping him alive while we were gone, the only thing that fueled him to keep going. The second we got off the train again he went down on one knee and proposed to her in the middle of the platform and they got married the next week.”

“Their story sounds like one out of a fairytale.” Grace noted softly, her Irish accent thick. “They’re seem so different.”

Tommy only nodded. “They are. Arthur is who he is, and (Y/N)… She’s different than other girls. Kind, understanding, supportive. Anyone can be those things but she just carries her light and happiness with her everywhere she goes.”

As if on cue, the sound of your gleeful laugh reached their ears, the two of them watching as Arthur spun you around in the middle of the room.

“But don’t take her kindness for weakness. Never. Get on her bad side and she can get anyone quivering in their boots.” Tommy added, turning back to give Grace a serious look.

In return, she raised her eyebrows curiously. “Even you?” She asked, and Tommy chuckled.

“Even me.” He confirmed, before shaking his head. “But most of all Arthur. She could throw a bone and he’d go running, point him toward the doghouse and he’d go hide with his tail hanging between his legs.”

Grace was beyond shocked, that one woman could have that big of an effect on a man like Arthur. But she didn’t get much time to think about everything Tommy had just told her, as the sound of a glass crashing into the floor interrupted her train of thoughts and gained both of their attention.

The scene in front of them had changed in a matter of second, the imagine of Arthur swinging you around having been replaced by the very man in question now throwing fists at another man.

Tommy watches with a pretty much unfazed attitude, used to this entire routine at this point, while Grace watches with her heart stuck in her throat as you waste no time in throwing yourself into the fight.

She’s briefly overcome with panic as she watches you be pushed back by the other man, but the panic is quickly replaced with shock as you throw out your arm and punch him square in the jaw, causing him to fall unconscious to the floor in a matter of seconds.

Arthur was holding his cap in his hand, razor at the ready, and you whipped around to face him.

“Put that away!” You scolded him, pointing at the razor. “Jesus Christ, Arthur, it’s like my uncle’s wedding all over again. You can’t just go around starting fights with everyone all the time!”

“He started it!”

“I’m sure he did!”

“What happened at your uncle’s wedding?” Michael who was still fairly new to the family asked, looking lost and confused just as Grace was as she listened in.

“Well, I told him to be nice, a-“

“I was!” Arthur interrupted you, causing your face to flare up with anger.

“You threatened my cousin with a knife!”

“But I didn’t stab ‘im, did I?”

“What do you want? A gold star? Sit your ass back down right now or so help me God I will drag you out of this pub!”

You snatched the cap out of Arthur’s hand and slapped his arm with it, urging him to go back to his seat while everyone went back to their respective businesses, seeing that the show was now over.

“You see?” Tommy asked, causing Grace’s eyes to snap back to him. He was referring to his previous statement, not to take you kindness for weakness, and she couldn’t help but agree.

No more words were spoken between the two, Tommy leaving her alone at the bar to go join you at your table for a few drinks.

She was left to watch as Arthur slowly but surely coaxed you back into a good mood and only ten minutes later had you back on your feet, swinging your around in the middle of the pub once again while the rest of the people clapped and sang in a circle around you.

She was astonished, not being able to comprehend just how great of a strength, and an even greater love, it must have taken to tame the infamous beast of Small Heath. And yet, there you were, in the flesh, having done just that. Like a real life version of the Beauty and the Beast.

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[danses-with-dogmeat]

Introducing My Fallout OCs!

OMGGGG y’all, I can’t. I’ve apparently reached over 200 of you fantabulous followers and I am so ecstatic! I honestly don’t even know if this is considered a milestone or anything, but I was super psyched, so I'm doing something about it, dang it!

Also, just a heads up on me right now, I just started school again, so my posting miiiiiiight be a bit sporadic every now and then, but I’m determined to still try and get a few posts out every week, so we’ll see how that goes. I’m also pretty backed up on requests at the moment, I’m still accepting them for the time being, but I may turn off my asks if I’m finding difficulty getting to everyone.  

Anyways, I know I don’t ever really talk about my Fallout Original Characters, but I’m thinking of doing some stuff with them in the future, so this seemed like a good place to start  🤷‍♀️ So, here they are! One from each of the 3 FO games I write for. If ya’ll want to send in any asks about these folks, please feel free to do so! 

(Art for these peeps is pending potentially as well).

My Lone Wanderer: Hope

Appearance: 

- Basically like a black-haired, blue eyed Sarah Connor (y’know, from Terminator), she’s got a small frame, but is an absolute beast. She loves to change up her hair, but prefers the iron maiden, unladylike, or rude ridge styles and will often dye it bright-ass colors, cuz why not? She’s pretty pale considering the vault background and the fact she is constantly wearing full body combat or leather armor when she’s outdoors, and she has a few piercings she actually got before leaving the vault. 

What’s in a Name: 

- “Hope” was the name that her parents chose for her before she was even born, but she can’t stand it, she just tends to see it as a cruel joke in the world they live in. She instead goes by Effie (short for Ephialtes, cuz she’s edgy and dramatic and read too much in school). Hope tends not to tell anyone her real name, and if she does, you’d best not use it to refer to her, unless you like being enslaved. The only one who could ever get away with it is Jericho and a select few people from the vault (Stanley, and her father, but she’s still not happy about it.)

Sexuality: 

- Pansexual

Main Companion: 

- Jericho

Relationship(s): 

- She has a sort of “friends with benefits” type situation going with Jericho, but it ends up getting... complicated, and turning somewhat into a relationship.

Bestie(s):

- Even though he’s her boss, Hope likes to hang out with Eulogy when she’s in Paradise Falls. When she was in the vault, she spent a lot of time with Stanley, and was pretty close with Butch, Wally, and Paul as well. 

Fam Dam: 

- James and Catherine are/were her parents (obviously). But she also considered Stanley to be a sort of uncle to her. 

Karma: 

- Oh, the worst. She’s honestly awful. She steals, she murders, she enslaves, she blows up settlements, all of it. She’s got a lot of things she needs to work out...

Faction of Choice: 

- The Slavers of Paradise Falls. (Yeah... she sucks.) The Brotherhood and the Outcasts just never really struck her fancy, and her and Jericho found it was easy to make bank with the slavers. Hope also is a friend to Allistair Tenpenny and Mister Burke... and not the folks in Megaton. Cuz they’re all not really alive.

Vault Occupation: 

- Engineer

Fun Fact!:  

- Hope is really bad with empathy, and absolutely needs to experience something for herself before she can make any sort of judgement on it, or other people who have had that same experience.

My Courier Six: Sage

Appearence: 

- Sage doesn’t really consider herself very “flashy” in comparison to most folks in NV. She’s got shoulder length brown hair (blast back or clean cut style) and brownish-hazel eyes. She’s pretty damn tan (Mojave, you know) and doesn’t have many scars, but the ones on the right side of her forehead clearly indicate where she was shot in the head (thanks, Benny). She and Boone tend to twin quite a bit, with matching red berets and sunglasses.

What’s in a Name: 

- The poor girl has no clue what her real name was before she was shot, but she saw a box of labelled herbs in Doc Mitchell’s house when she was recovering from her headwounds and decided she liked the name “Sage.”

Sexuality: 

- Bisexual

Main Companion: 

- Craig Boone

Relationship: 

- Also Boone :) it’s a pretty darn slow-burn romance with lots of bumps along the way, but their love always seems to prevail. (Gross and sappy, I know)

Bestie(s): 

- Arcade, plus Rex, and ED-E. Also Victor and Doc Mitchell.

Fam Dam: 

- No clue, unfortunately. She eventually tries to find out something about her past and her family, if she has any, but she’s got a few things to deal with first (hint, one rhymes with pleaser’s fleegion).

Karma: 

- She may make mistakes along the way, but Sage really does try her best to be as good as possible. 

Faction of Choice: 

- Mr. House and the Followers of the Apocalypse. Would like to get rid of House, but can't bring herself to become responsible for everything once he's gone. She considers herself his personal empathy and tries to assist with the goings on of the Mojave even after the battle of hoover dam. Fucking wiped out everyone in the Legion. Her and Boone are a force to be reckoned with. And she never really cared much for the Brotherhood since she had such little interaction with them. She has a good relationship with Freeside and most of the settlements/other towns as well.

Previous Occupation: 

- Courier? She has no idea what else. But she’s oddly really good with medicine 🤔

Fun Fact!: 

- She supports Mr. House for a number of reasons, but one of the biggest is that she doesn't want to lose Victor. He saved her, and she considers the securitron to be her oldest friend (besides Doc Mitchell). She knows it's a little selfish, but she can't bring herself to put an end to him after he pulled her from her own grave and helped bring her back from the brink of death.

My Sole Survivor: Jolene Arvanidis-Ryan

Appearence: 

- She’s got auburn hair she usually keeps cut short (clean cut) or in a bun, green eyes, pale skin with a good amount of freckles and has exceptionally straight teeth (braces suck, but you know.) When traveling with Cait, people tend to think they’re related. Jolene tends to wear a black beret and, if she has the time and resources, she likes cat eye style eyeliner. 

What’s in a Name: 

- Her first name runs in the family... plus her dad really liked Dolly Parton, so that helped cement the first name for him. Nate’s last name was Arvanidis, and she tends to use that as her last name exclusively, she rarely reveals her maiden name (Ryan) to anyone. 

Sexuality: 

- Straight

Main Companion: 

- Paladin Danse

Relationship: 

- It takes a long time (post BB), but she ends up being with Danse. 

Bestie(s): 

- MacCready and Cait

Fam Dam:  

- Pre-war, her father was a carpenter and her mother was a major in the US military, she had no siblings and was very close with her father since her mom was often away on deployment. 

Karma: 

- Decent. Tries her best to do what’s “right,” but she sometimes has a hard time determining what that is. Is good at following orders, even if she doesn’t always agree with them (BB is the exception in this case).

Faction of Choice: 

- Brotherhood of Steel, at least until BB, then she tends to focus more on the Minutemen, but still stays by the BOS’s side when it comes to taking down the Institute. Despite her loyalty to the BOS, she always regrets what she did to the Railroad, and how she ended things with the Institute, and she holds quite a bit of resentment towards Elder Maxson for ordering her to pull the trigger that ended her son’s life, and the other lives within the Institute. 

Previous Occupation (Pre-War): 

- She was a Gunnery Sergeant in the US Military. (Trying to follow in her mother’s footsteps).

Fun Fact!: 

- She hates killing feral ghouls, but keeps it under wraps since she tends to travel with MacCready and Danse the most. After that random encounter where she found herself murdering her own neighbors, she can’t bring herself to look into the eyes of any feral ghouls she has to kill. 

Bonus! Fun Fact!:  

- She started out as my sort of "throw away" playthrough where I wanted to do a BOS run, just out of curiosity, but she ended up being my main playthrough… probably because Danse is just the best and I can't get enough of that tin can thesaur-ass.

#fallout #fallout 3 #fallout new vegas #fallout 4 #original character #fallout oc #thank you guys again #ily all so much #thank you for reading #you all are the best

[butchhamlet]

And for the characters, peril wingsoffire, orsino twelfthnight, ippolit warandpeace and uhhhhh firestar warriorcats

PERIL WINGSOFFIRE (yes i run a shakespeare blog yes im about to encourage you all to read wings of fire the children's books about dragons because they genuinely hold up and still slap)

Sexuality Headcanon: i think peril is bi i think that's her right Gender Headcanon: on the one hand i'm hesitant to hc peril as a trans woman because she's. a walking weapon and i feel like that could get dicey. however it could also be interesting as a reason why kestrel might not recognize her as an adult. + in the sense of... scarlet supporting her gender as long as peril does shit for her as another form of manipulation A ship I have with said character: peril/sunny maybe? i can't think of a reason why that one would be bad and i think they both have so much bright energy just in different directions yknow... like sunny is so sweet in a way most people (dragons) aren't to peril, and also i'm envisioning sunny curling up to sleep near peril because her heat reminds her of the desert :) A BROTP I have with said character: i don't really ship clay and peril romantically because i feel like peril really needs to sort out her own self-worth with regard to clay (and i'm glad that, at least as far as i've read, the books haven't shoved them together + have put an emphasis on giving them time to figure it out! we stan actually well-written het romance). however i DO think they are buddies and character foils and he's the only one who can hug her so he should A NOTP I have with said character: i guess peril and scarlet?? because of the obvious reasons?? maybe peril and turtle as well because idk i just like them as friends A random headcanon: i know most jewelry melts when it touches her, but turtle's an animus, right. i think he enchants her some jewelry that won't melt & she's so incredibly touched because she's never been able to wear bracelets before (bonus points if it's ugly as fuck but she's enthralled anyway) General Opinion over said character: peril my bestie my beloved. i had mixed feelings on her until her POV and now she's my best friend she's so much fun and her arc is so good

ORSINO TWELFTHNIGHT

Sexuality Headcanon: one of the most bisexual characters ever, actually Gender Headcanon: generally i think of orsino as a cis man (and presumed straight until he meets viola and Figures Some Things Out), but i also once read a fic where orsino is a trans bear and that concept is so god tier A ship I have with said character: orsino and violacesario :) A BROTP I have with said character: i think orsino and olivia become friends after the events of canon! i'd like to imagine he apologizes for being The Way He Was and they get to bond over being... very lonely people figuring out their relationships to love A NOTP I have with said character: orsino/olivia. dude she said to fuck off stop showing up at her HOUSE A random headcanon: he plays like five instruments very well but when it comes to singing he's tone fucking deaf. at first viola is like "why do you have other people make music for you" and then they hear him sing and they're like.... ah General Opinion over said character: i'll admit of TN characters i probably think about him the least? but i think his character arc is really interesting (and can be played in a very dark direction but i'm ignoring that because i'm in nice-headcanon-land)

IPPOLIT WARANDPEACE

Sexuality Headcanon: we know this man is gay Gender Headcanon: i haven't thought in depth about ippolit's gender but an agender ippolit could be cool. to balance out his siblings. the kuragins got one of each /s A ship I have with said character: ishpolit ofc <3 (the fact that this fic is unironically good. shakes my fist) A BROTP I have with said character: the obvious answer here is ippolit and lise but for whatever reason i read this and "ippolit and dolokhov" popped into my head. can you imagine dolokhov leaving either kuragin's bedroom in the middle of the night and ippolit is still awake doing weird shit downstairs and he's like "hi!!!" [waving] and dolokhov is like. hi? A NOTP I have with said character: ippolit and lise... he's a gay man and he wouldn't know how to have an affair if it bit him anyway A random headcanon: i'm partial to a neurodivergent ippolit but that's because i like to look at comic relief characters and go "oh me?" General Opinion over said character: i fucking love him im obsessed with him my war and peace blog url is literally lesbians4ippolit what else do i have to say

FIRESTAR WARRIORCATAS

Sexuality Headcanon: am i allowed to stand here and be like "firestar is a lesbian because he's my oldest comfort character and i'm a lesbian" Gender Headcanon: see above. A ship I have with said character: firestar/sandstorm i know it's basic and canon but literally who is doing it like them. WHO is doing it like them! shoutout to the post that's like "firesand walked so hiccup/astrid in HTTYD could run" like fucking say that A BROTP I have with said character: i know the obvious answer here is firestar and graystripe and i do adore them but i feel so much more passionately about firestar and cinderpelt like. ;-; A NOTP I have with said character: firecinder there is literally no reason to be like "actually cinderpelt loved him!" let them be friends. i also have a seething hatred for firestar/spottedleaf, kept burning in my body from when i was ten apparently. he's a married man why is he getting homewrecked by a fucking ghost and why does this keep happening for like... sixty books A random headcanon: he and bramblestar never said so in as many words, but they both considered him bramblestar's real father. (and they both knew it; they didn't have to talk about it to feel it.) General Opinion over said character: . this is so embarrassing. hopping on my shakespeare blog to admit that my oldest and deepest and #1 comfort character ever in my life is cat jesus from cat game of thrones for children

#if i had to pick one character in the world to kin-[gunshot] #max.txt #TY WREN KSDHFKDSBFKDSNF #asks #twelfth night #+ other works but shh.

[bittybattybunny]

I'm down for both a ☕ and a oc fact!!

I’ll post the oc fact before the ficlet since ficlet will be in a read more

OC Factoid: I have a set of OCs in a relationship who are seven layers of fucked up. Yasha and Spike (Spencer) are a partnership based on bloodlust and stalking. But they love each other immensely despite their urges.

Spike is a Vampire who works in a bomb removal unit, his adoptive sister is the Horseman of War.

Yasha is a faulty military designed android (Designed by Dr. Bree’anne Bas) she was meant to be a weapon but she has sentience instead. She’s prone to having fits of violence and was set to be ‘disposed’ of but was saved by her ‘mother’.

They met when Yasha was stalking a man who had ties to her mother’s ex company. he happened to be Spike’s coworker and he was going to feed on him. The two had a game of cat and mouse with each other attacking the other and when done had fun.

They kept meeting up before deciding to stay together. Yasha helps him get targets to feed from, as well as cleanup, Spike acts as a living meat puppet she can vent on during her violent fits of programming malfunction. Spike loves his robo gf a shit ton and is glad he’s been alive long enough to meet her. Yasha adores Spike as he treats her as a normal person despite she’s fully artificial.

Spike is one of my OLDEST ocs, he’s from my FIRST ever comic “Blood Pools” which has become part of the “Horsemen” Series (which includes Bone Stealer btw) he’s actually a side character but he’s fun.

Yasha was originally the design I used to sing youtube covers and was a “vocaloid sona” before i made her a character instead!

Okay anddd ficlet!! The Sun in the Sea Chapter ????

“Ah… Ah!!” Eclipse gripped the blankets in her sleep, panting as sweat began to bead. 

Shade shifted on the bed moving to support her as she reached out. He clasped her hand tightly, scowling as he watched her struggle. His eyes glowed in the dark living room and he moved her up to his lap, running his hand through her short hair.

“Shhh...shhh...shh…” he hushed her gently, holding her as she wept. He wondered what could be tormenting her so horribly. His hand ran across a scar and he couldn’t help wondering if she was dreaming about the causes of the wounds. 

Shade hummed lowly, rubbing his hand over her shoulder, brushing her hair. Doing his best to comfort her without waking her up. 

She coughed and sniffled, head tilting up. Shade was glade it was dark when her eyes met his and his face began to heat up.

“Hey…” he chuckled, “You alright?”

“Don’t go swimming.” her voice was quiet, “Please…”

“Huh?” he blinked, confused by the request, “why…?”

“Please just… Shade you and Hattie can’t go swimming for a few days… okay?” She nuzzled against him, arms around his waist and holding him tightly as she fought another sob, “please.” her voice cracked as she begged him.

He frowned, heart aching as she wept into his shirt. He reached and stroked her head gently, “alright, I won’t go swimming. I’ll just make some puzzles or something. How’s that?”

She nodded and continued to hold him. Her breathing still erratic and labored, Shade shifted to lay down, wrapping himself around her. She curled up into the crook of his neck and he hoped she didn’t hear his heart pounding. He smiled and went back to humming lowly, nothing too melodious but a simple rhythm.

Soon she was asleep once more, curled against him, arms holding him tightly. He had to admit it wasn’t the worst position to be in. 

He stopped, face burning hotter. He wasn’t enjoying it! He couldn’t! He argued with himself. He couldn’t be HAPPY she was upset! He snorted some when he felt a nudge and saw the cat glaring at him. He growled at Empress and she growled back. She hopped over him to curl up beside Eclipse and he sighed heavily. 

“I do not trust you.” he grumbled. The feline merely huffed and flicked her tail as she kneaded the bed.

#ask #monochromebat #Bun's Ficlet Cafe #The Sun in The Sea #writing #fic snip #i love yasha and spike i just dont anything with em as their story is a side story to another set of things #like Yasha is a side character to a coupel i share with a friend #and spike as i said is a side character in a old story lol #i did draw these two today in my sketchbook