#is this kinda how birds attract mates

[a-twistedheartslonging]

Nonhuman AU Jack.

Wolf beastmen are naturally bigger than their cousin, the dog beastmen.

Has black claws.

His fur is so freaking fluffy and he has so much of it. Arms, legs chest, underarms, floof happy trail, above his tail. It's perfect for shoving your face in. Be careful not to get it in your mouth.

Said fur is something he has a lot of and it’s thick. As a result, he has some problems with overheating, more so in the summer. Till his winter coat shades and… it's a lot and gets everywhere. It's around that time he’ll need to be taken outside a few times and given a good brushing. That floof will go everywhere and the local bird will wait nearby to take that floof going around for their nests. It's good quality nesting stuff and the birds want it. 

A wolf pup’s eyes are blue at birth. Their eyes turn yellow by the time they are eight months old. This was also the case for Jack when he was a baby.

Is fully capable of crunching bones with his jaw and there's a local butcher back home that he and his family like to get those along with meat.

Like a regular wolf, Jack has a light-reflecting layer on his eyes, also known as tapetum lucidum and it makes his eyes glow in the dark and he also has good night vision.

I found out ravens often follow wolves to grab leftovers from the hunt—and to tease the wolves. They play with the wolves by diving at them and then speeding away or pecking their tails to try to get the wolves to chase them. Imagine Crowley liking to bother Jack...until Owl Rook shows up cuz owls also have some beef with corvids.

“Wolves howl to contact separated members of their group, to rally the group before hunting, or to warn rival wolf packs to keep away. Lone wolves will howl to attract mates or just because they are alone.” Kinda funny if certain beasties like him howl when they want to hang with their homies. You end up hearing random howling during a normal school day. Also, him howling because he's trying to attract his mate (you) and just looking at you expectedly after.

He tries to seem cold and distant at first but that doesn't last too long, still a tsundere about things though. The others keep pointing out how he helps you out more than he does his other friends. Well, obviously it's because the human needs more help things being weak and all…totally no other reasons.

You know those lines about how he messed up making that flower crown his sister wanted and how she ended up crying? And then he smooshed all those macaroons during the cooking thing? Yeah, he’s cononly bad with delicate things and even more so with those claws in the nonhuman au, he asks for your help with delicate things and offers to help you with other things in return. Lifting heavy things, reaching, scaring off other guys. Though he already does all that without even being asked. He also likes comparing your hands but gets annoyed at you calling his paw pads toe beans. He has mostly human hands, he just has the patting on his fingertips along with the pad on his palm...and he has claws....and fur on the top part of his hand....yeah mostly human hands.....

One time he got a tail sprang because being around you makes his tail go nuts. The others teased the hell out of him for it.

Wants you two to do things together and convinced you to try going for runs with him, unfortunately, you couldn't keep up with his big wolfie self. But when you were about to mention it he suddenly picked you up and carried you for the rest of the run saying something about adding this to his routine to make him stronger. It does become a part of his morning running routine.

A wolf pack may contain just two or three animals, or it may be 10 times as large. Once you guys become friends he decides the two of you are your own little pack and expects you to know that.

The two of you are around each other…a lot and not just because you guys share classes. However, he does insist on sitting next to you for each class. Wolves are pack animals after all. Always staying close. Walking you back to your dorm, making sure you have lunch together, and even taking food from his plate to add onto yours, kinda hovers around you, and wants you to either join his club or hang out where it's happening.

I hope you're prepared for wolf kisses once you're together. Now regular wolves do it for a few reasons. To show affection, say hello, to show respect, to see if you are sick, to see if you've eaten anything good. Wolfs with human handlers will even do it to them and they have to keep their lips shut really tied or else they’ll get sloppily frenched. Jack is gonna have some deep wet kisses, and straight up lick your teeth. And your face…and your neck…and…

He’s totally going to try grooming you the wolf way and get growly if you push his face away.

You will be scented often. When he sees you in the morning, before you leave, after a shower, after he smells someone else on you.

Keep a lint roller handy cuz of this guy.

When you are alone he’s a lot more affectionate and especially loves getting scritches on his ears, chest, and above his tail. You're the only person he will let rub his tummy in his full wolf form. You might even catch him making wolfie noises when you find a good spot to scratch. 

He really likes it when you help him with his grooming, and with his kind of fur, he needs it often.

With wolf courting he will do with you what males do with females regardless if you're a guy, gal, or nonbinary pal. 

 With regular wolfs it usually involves the male following the female around and the female allowing him to approach her. They may vocalize, scent mark, and chase each other around. They may also touch noses, lick muzzles, mouth each other, bump bodies, groom, and nibble coats, the male may bow to the female, toss and tilt his head, and walk and sleep close together.

So, you not pushing him away is something he’ll take as you be cool with it. Tests things out with some nuzzles and a gentle nip or two. Some (cute) wolf noises, help you with your grooming, be it straightening out your clothes or even giving a lick. Will bump noses with you and gently bump your body with his. Will walk with you any chance you get and will want to have sleepovers more often.

Talk of wolf mating habits and Jack's junk below.

For wolfs mating season can be anywhere from January to April with the female having only five to seven days of estrus. During this time, the pair may move out of the pack temporarily to prevent interruption from other pack members. Since your human “mating season” is pretty much any time you ovulate if you can but really the whole thing that gets male animals when it comes to seasons is that they smell that their mate is excited/fertile, so anytime he smells you being aroused it's going to have him react. So, if he knows you're cool, with it he’s to want to get you away from everyone and take care of you. 

However, with Jack, he will likely want to hold off on sex and want to date for a long while, build trust, and make sure you are right for each other. He takes dating and relationships very seriously. He only wants to have one mate for his whole life after all. Anyways, once he does deem himself ready and knows that you are too he’ll want to work his way up to full-on sex starting with oral, using hands, and whatnot.

He really likes giving oral, especially because of the taste and scent. Male wolves will smell the genital region to determine readiness to mate, tongue flicking in and out, and testing the air for traces of sex hormones and only stop if their mate growls and snaps their jaws at them.

A kind of funny/cute thing wolves do right before mating is act happy by nuzzling and whipping tails in each other's faces. Just all happy about mating I guess. I mean, Jack probably has his tail going already when you're making out or having actual sex. Ask him if he wants a blowjob then his face is all serious but flushed and his tail is going back and forth. Pretty darn cute I must say.

Yes, his dick is big, and yes, he has a knot. You'll be stuck together for about half an hour before it deflates, and he can pull out.

Kinda gross but he likes to clean your hole out with his tongue after mating.

#twst #twst x reader #smut #in the last half #twisted wonderland #nonhuman au #jack howl #jack/reader #twst jack #twisted wonderland jack #Youtube

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🩵Sky Full of Stars🩵

Loscar ♡ Pt.3

Pt 3 is out!! (totally didn't forget to post it here) Something more calm, nothing too much :P

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Oscar is awoken from his slumber by the sounds of the birds chirping outside his window. He rubs open his eyes with a grunt and his hair disheveled.

He checks his phone on his bedside table. A missed call from 'Loges', Oscar must've slept through the ringing.

"Ah shit," Oscar mutters to himself quickly before dialing in Logan's number to videocall him, hoping he hasn't yet gone to sleep.

Just as sleep begins to tug Logan's heavy eyelids closed once more, his phone lights up with Oscar's cheerful face filling the screen. A drowsy grin spreads across his features as he swipes to accept the call.

"Hey, lazy daisy," he teases gently, stifling a yawn. "Sleep well? You look like you only just rolled out of bed." Delight fills him up that Oscar's thinking of him already that morning.

"M'yeah, just woke up." Oscar groggily spoke with a weak chuckle, his morning voice gruffy. A lopsided smile graces Logan's face as the aussie's familiar rumble washes over him through the speaker. His disheveled state mirrors the american's no doubt.

Running absent fingers through mussed hair in an attempt to tame it, Logan chuckles softly. "I hope this means you aren't late to open shop. Your dad wouldn't let me hear the end of it if I kept you from errands."

"Dad's opening the shop today, don't worry 'bout me mate." He adds on, looking at the other.

Warmth blooms through Logan's chest as their eyes meet through the phone. There's no place Logan would rather be than right there with Oscar, regardless of time or distance between them.

It was kind of rare to have the both of them looking so tired, usually it's one of them heading to bed with eyelids half-open and the other wide awake, looking forward to the day head. Their schedules so seldom align these days, it's almost nostalgic to share these sleepy quiet moments across distances.

"Well good, one of us ought to be cogent at least." Logan huffs another sleepy chuckle and scrubs a hand down his stubbled jaw.

Gaze softening, Logan leans his cheek into his palm and traces Oscar's features lit only by the dim glow of dawn. How he misses that handsome mug, scruff and all. "You know, it's kinda nice being useless lumps together for once. Like old times."

A jaw-cracking yawn overtakes him then, and he scrunches his face ineffort. "Think I'll try to snooze a bit more. Care to keep me company until the sandman calls?"

"Can't say no to that." Oscar speaks with a soft tone as he props his phone up against the mirror on his table.

Logan could see the aussie fixing his hair up while looking into his mirror.

"Reminds me of those days in F3, where we used to share hotel rooms during away races. I was always the first one to wake up, with you still struggling to get out of bed." Oscar suddenly speaks, trying to bring up a topic.

A fond chuckle rumbles from Logan as Oscar's words paint the memory in vivid hues once more. Those novice days in lower formulas feel a lifetime ago now on career's parallel paths.

"Oh god, I was dreadful waking up back then wasn't I?" The american scratches idly at his ribcage, watching Oscar preen through sleepy eyes alit with mirth. "Must've driven you mad those mornings, curled up in blankets refusing to see daylight."

As Oscar neatens himself, a smile tugs lazily at Logan's lips. There's comfort in these small familiar rituals shared even across screens. "You always managed to rouse me eventually though, some way or another. Usually threats of cold shower or alarm under pillow..."

A massive yawn splits his face again. "Suppose that's why they paired drivers like us - opposites attract and all that. You were no doubt a welcome balance, Osc."

Releasing a contented sigh, Logan feels soothing hands of sleep already reclaiming him. Oscar takes a quick glance at the screen before looking into the mirror again. He lets out a huff of amusement.

"Loges. I can see you fighting back your sleepiness. You can go to sleep while I brush myself up, I'll end the call myself yeah?" Oscar suggests with a reassuring smile.

A sleepy grin tugs at Logan's face as the aussie's understanding gaze meets his through the screen. Even half-conscious, his care and thoughtfulness shine through in ways few others comprehend.

Blinking slowly, Logan sighs into the pillow nestled under scruffy cheek. "You're too good, Osc, dunno what I'd do without you some days." A content hum rumbles through his chest as sleep's soothing embrace begins to overtake once more.

Their eyes meet a moment more, and all the affection left unsaid passes between in that intimate gaze. Then, with a languid nod and mouthed "G'night," his eyelids slide shut, soothed by the knowledge of Oscar's watchful presence until rest takes him fully.

"Night, mate." Oscar murmurs as he watches Logan fall into his slumber. He looks at the screen for a while. Well, more like looks at him for a while.

Oscar traces the american's features with his thumb, wondering when would be the next time the two of them could meet face-to-face again.

He pauses.

Then takes two of his fingers onto his own lips, and presses it on the screen where Logan's cheek is, hoping he was asleep.

Oscar ends the videocall, with his heart beating like a drum.

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As consciousness slowly returns, the familiar ache of missing Oscar twinges beneath Logan's chest. But lingering also is the ghost of a tender pressure against his cheek, sweeter than any dream.

Bleary eyes flutter open to empty screens and silence, yet a smile plays at lips nonetheless. For in those secret moments before sleep took him, Logan felt not only watched over, but truly seen - heart, mind and soul laid bare before someone who cares for all of him.

It is enough simply to cherish each quiet moment shared, and wake each day hoping to make Oscar smile. The rest will come in time, if it is meant to be.

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#eepy boys #logan sargeant #ls2 #oscar piastri #op81 #loscar #f1 #f1blr #formula 1 #f1 rpf #f1 fic #f1 fanfic #🩵🧡

[musicfeedsmysoul12]

Omegaverse where like Bowerbirds Alphas build homes to attract mates. Like it’s this huge thing to make the PERFECT home for your mate to live in and it’s supposed to be a reflection of both you and your mate. It can be an apartment but you’ve gotta like redecorate and clean and everything. Even then, an apartment is a 'starter' home. Alphas gotta build a house still- or at least design and make sure it's good. (Sometimes they stay in the apartment but usually no.)

So like it’s a HUGE deal when someone is seen buying paint if they’re known to be an alpha courting an Omega. Or if they're looking at furniture. It means they're taking the next step.

When an Alpha builds the home, they show it to the Omega and then give them keys. The Alpha leaves for the next 24 hours. If by the time they come back, the Omega has built a nest in the 'bower' then it's accepted. If the keys are left, it's rejected.

An Alpha can ask why. It's supposed to be done in private, but the news gets around about why. If an Omega says: you don't know me at all, then it's a shock to everyone since... why build a bower?! If an Omega wasn't actually that into the Alpha... well shit that's both sad and embarrassing.

Wait, thought: Apartments tend to be occupied more by Betas. Not because of a hierarchy crap, it's because Betas here tend to prefer to 'cluster' together like a flock. Alphas are much more solitary then not. Omegas are also more 'pack' then not, but they're very happy with being a little distant to.

This AU would totally have Pintrest be like an alpha thing where they get all their ideas. Usually, Omegas are supposed to not have a say in how the whole thing is done (they can make changes later but this is supposed to be the utmost expression of love, that you know them this well you can create this without them) but in more modern times, sometimes an alpha drops a link to the Omega. If the Omega quietly deletes the board, it's a 'no' and the dating/courting ends. If they say: to fast, Alpha slows down. If they maybe take away a few things they don't like, the Alpha tries harder.

If the Omega tracks down their alpha to make out... it is a yes.

The entire thing is partly subconcious as often an Alpha will start building/looking at things without being aware they want to take the next step.

Underneath are fandom ramble thoughts I had for this idea (Batman and MHA) And @anastasian-dreamer came up with some to.

-EraserMightMic with All Might as an older Omega who while he's kinda dating the two, doesn't know how serious they are until they send him a link. Hes very flushed.

-Inko and Hisashi are a beta couple and Inko loves her Omega son. Only the best blankets for his nest.

-Bakugou is a Beta and while he's a little relieved since he doesn't like the idea of being driven to build a nest or anything, he hates not being seen as a strong solitary person. (His mom is an alpha and dad an omega)

-Uraraka is an Alpha and her family isn't really poor as construction makes bank in this AU.

-Todoroki is an Alpha but Endeavour is a beta. He's both please and annoyed at this.

-Rody is an Alpha, as is Iida. I'm thinking Aoyama is one to solely cause the sparkly makes me think of a bird trying to sway someone. Dabi is an Alpha to. So is Yaoyorozu and Shinsou. They may or may not all have pintrest boards and are constantly updating what they think is perfect for themselves. (Dabi did but stopped after everything).

-In the Batman, Tim Drake is the lone Omega in the Batfam cause I like that trope. This makes anyone wanting to court him nervous cause 'expensive tastes!' which ha, no. He likes simple stuff.

-I generally think an Omega Tim Drake is treated wildly different by Damian in any AU. I imagine little Damian deciding to protect his omega brother fiercely.

#omegaverse #bower omegaverse #my hero academia #bnha #batman #random thoughts

[willow-salix]

2 and 11 for Scott? 😁🌈💙

Oooh, Scotty boy, OK I got this... I think I'd have to answer them both in one answer, because they both kinda roll into one thing.

My favourite queer ship for Scott would have to be with an OC, I can't see him with anyone in the show. I see him having more of an exploration time with someone that started out as a bunk mate and best friend in the Air Force, but, after a particularly dangerous life or death situation, they got a little too close and realised that they might actually like each other as more than friends.

I could see Scott as someone that would be very much a fish out of water, or in his case a bird out of the sky maybe. I doubt it's ever something he's thought about or experienced before, so it would all be completely new and uncharted territory.

I don't think he'd be uncomfortable with it, or with the thought of being with another man, but it would be surprising for him as it's not something that's ever come up before. I don't think he's ever looked at another man and seen him as attractive, but I love the idea of a slow burn realisation thing with him.

Like he starts out as friends, he has no issue with the fact that his bunk mate is gay, he's not one of those people that feels immediately threatened by it at all. He'd treat him exactly as he does his other friends and brothers, he'd look out for him, go to bat for him and support him.

But slowly he'd notice little things like how nice hsi aftershave smells, or how his hair catches the light, how his back curves... But he wouldn't actually recognise it as attraction until something pushed him into the situation where a kiss feels natural and then he'd like "oooh, that's what I've been feeling..."

He'd run with it, because he's Scott and he's the most self assured person in the world, when he sets his mind on something nothing much changes it.

Yep, that's what I see.

Thanks for the ask x

[dairy-farmer]

Red Robin had never paid much attention to Deathstroke. Out of all Bats, the alpha fighted mostly with Dick, almost never crossing paths with other vigilantes. They were archnemesis. They hated each other guts.

Or so did Tim thought. Until now.

He was standing in a dark corner, making no sound to avoid being spotted by the two alphas. He couldn't believe his eyes.

Nightwing was kneeling on a dirty concrete and sucking Deathstroke's cock with gusto & at the same time jerking off his own dick.

Tim was aware that such thing exists. There are alphas attracted to other alphas. He saw it on some pornsites, too.

But... is Dick one of them? Surely not.

Dick never miss a chance to squeeze on Tim's petite boobs or give his ass a light slap. He enjoys omegas.

And yet here he was, giving blowjob to other alpha and looking happy about it. There is no sign he's being forced.

After a moment of internal panic, Tim calms himself and start to look at the scene before him with more focus.

Deathstroke had taken off his mask and Tim sees the smug look on his handsome face. The alpha was good looking in a rugged, silver-fox kind of way. And he was h u g e. Taller and even bigger than Bruce - he could easily pick Tim up with only one hand.

Tim looks down and notice alpha's white treasure trail, and then thick bush surrounding his huge, drippin' wet from Dick's saliva cock and proportionally big balls.

Well, Tim had to admit it was quite a nice cock. Thick and uncut, slightly curved upwards as if it were as confident and arrogant as its owner. Massive, muscular thighs accentuated by skin-tight ikon suit are also a nice bonus.

Dick tugs on his own knot a few more times and cums with a loud moan. Slade follows him a minute after, letting out but a small sigh.

Tim can't avert his gaze. His pussy is tingling, soaking wet and dripping slick like a faucet. His new pretty panties are totally ruined.

Crap.

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Few days have passed and Tim still can't forget what he saw. He didn't tell Dick, of course. Tim doesn't want anyone to think of him as some sort of dirty voyeur.

But he can't forget about Slade too (why did he missed the moment when Deathstroke became Slade in his mind???)

Tim loves Bruce. He really does. But he needs some change once in a while. Omegas aren't monogamous, contrary to popular belief.

And Slade is a powerful alpha in his prime.

He may have killed a few people here and there, but Tim prefers to do what his pussy's telling him is a right thing rather than listen to his rational side of brain.

And thus Tim started to be more clingy with Dick, always going on patrols with him, always rushing to help him fight some bad guys. Hoping that Slade will eventually come to them.

"I really appreciate your help, pretty bird, but I can manage." Dick told him with his usual charming smile.

"It’s no problem for me, really” said Tim. Dick doesn’t need to know truth. Besides, he’s one hell of a liar himself, diddling with other alphas behind everyones back.

Two weeks later they find out that Deathstroke has a new contract on some shady gothamite politician's head. Dick rushes out to stop him. Tim follows, giddy with excitement. He even 'forgot' to put on his panties for this occassion.

Tim doesn't actually have a plan, but once Slade's got a whiff of his wet cunt, he will act on instinct, right? They will mate on a roof, or maybe go to some nice hotel and spend together a very pleasurable night.

Tim feels himself blushing like a slut.

And then... nothing happens.

First off, they were too late. Slade had already killed his target.

Secondly, the fight between him and Dick was too fast and ended way too quickly. Tim wasn't even able to approach them, let alone get Slade to scent him and see how eager he is.

The same happens next time. And next time. Slade barely acknowledges his presence. 

Poor Tim gets kinda depressed.

The fact that he's in a pre-heat doesn't help in slightest. He always gets teary and emotional before his true estrus begins.

It's a dark, gloomy evening and Tim is sitting on a gargoyle on top of some gothic cathedral, feeling melancholic & re-thinking his life choices. And suddenly-

"Didn't expect to see you here, omega."

"Slade?! What are you-"

Deathstroke is standing behind him, nonchalantly leaning against the cathedrals wall.

"I can smell your heat is close, and yet instead of laying in a nest with your alpha, you are here. All alone."

Tim is speechless.

"Or maybe what you need" Slade stars to walk slowly in his direction like he has all the time in the world „is a real alpha, not that little rich boy, as tamed and obedient as a housedog. Huh, kid? What is it?"

Now when they are standing so close to each other he can see how enormously big the alpha is. Tim's face is at Slade's chest height and he has to stretch up his neck to look into his face.

On top of that Slade smells amazing. Expensive cologne mixed with alpha's natural scent & musk.

Five minutes later Tim is pinned against wall by a huge body as Slade pounds into him. Sounds of wet pussy and Tim's moans reverberating through the air. Even though this wave of pleasure is making Tim's eyesight hazy he's still able to notice a black & blue spot over Slade's shoulder.

It's Dick. Very surprised & very shocked Dick. Slade apparently thought it was a right moment to knot Tim because that's what he does, climaxing with small growl. After his knot goes down he places the omega gently on the ground.

Tim looks right into Dick's eyes, spread his legs wide and touch his pussy inner lips, thick cum slowly oozing out of him.

"Dickie, can you clean me up, please? I know how much you like Slade's cum" Tim says with a lazy, blissed out smile.

Slade chuckles.

After that event, Tim and Slade have few amorous encounters when alpha just creeps up on Tim, unzip his slit ("Well, looks like Batman's bitch has some very needy pussy and someone has to take a good care of it") and pound into his wet cunt on all fours.

When they are in Tim's safehouse and Slade wants to make their fucking a little more intimate and put his cock even deeper, right through Tim' cervix, they do it prone bone (it's also easier to do than other positions because of their size difference). Tim swears he sees heaven's golden gate during it. This position is also perfect for small talk, when Slade lazily thrust his hips up & down, up & down. His heavy balls hitting on Tim's swollen clit.

"Feels good, huh kid?"

"Mhmmm"

 "You know, I don't usually fuck omegas with such smalls tits."

 In any other situation, Tim would feel offended, but right now, when this nice huge cock is a guest in his cunny and making him see stars, he doesn't care.

 "But you have the fattest pussy out of all Robins"

Tim giggles. "I'm the only ex-Robin with a puss- aaaaah!"

"Shush. Good omegas don't try to sass alphas when they are balls deep inside them" Slade says and give Tim's soaking cunt a hearty slap.

Tim yelps, both in pain and pleasure, and reach out his hand to stroke and pet Slade' full beard. "Are you- ah! - gonna - mhm - eat me later...?"

"Not a chance"

 He loves the taste of a fertile cunt on his tongue, actually. But the bitch should know his place. Maybe next time. 

Slade groans, thrusts very deep one last time and cums inside Tim.

Three months later, when his heat doesn't appear and his titties start to ache and get fuller, Tim is very confused.

Nine months later Tim gives birth to a beautiful chubby, silver-haired baby boy. 

Slade is very smug when he hears the news.

Bruce seems to get a little heartbroken. Tim placates him by promising that the next baby will be his (or not 😌)

😍😍😍😍 tim being a slutty little omega that chases after alpha knots he desires!!!! fucking slade again and again because no one has ever fucked tim like he has.

bruce being heart broken!!!!!!! but tim placates him and promises he'll have bruce's baby but each baby keeps coming out with silver hair. because tim can't help but spread his legs for slade whenever he shows up to fuck his baby mama omega full of another sweet chubby baby.

slade shows up, fucks his omega deep for a few hours, drains his tits dry of milk meant for his babies and disappears for awhile because bruce has been hunting him since the moment the baby came out with little white curls.

#anonymous #asks #answered asks

[crowfonder]

yeag okay happy feeyt time

Okay take two since tumblr ate this post last time.

Okay so it starts with penguins being horny unironically. So these penguins Norma Jean and Memphis fall in love and have egg. So as is penguin religion for sone reason the guy penguins watch the eggs and the gal penguins leave to fish so theres this blizzard and Memphis drops Egg which in penguin religion is absolutely terrible. Flash ahead to all the eggs hatching, Memphis' egg doesnt budge. So Gloria (little gal penguin WHOS VOICED BY P!NK??) and her dad come over and lil babu gloria taps at the egg until some peets pop out and Memphis is like "YAY OK BABY I HAVE BABY" and Mumble (Memphis' baby) pops out but hes tapping his feet and Memphis is like "wtf" and Mumbles like "my feets are happy :)" but they tell him to stop being autistic and so theres that. So as kids they are supposed to have a heartsong which is a penguin religion thing used to attract mates in the future so Gloria belts out something wonderful but Mumble sounds like a dying cassowary and just grows up as a mommas boy outcast. At sone point hes nearly eaten by a predator bird but hes a smart baby and asks ab the ring on his leg and this bird is like "alien. Abduction" but really he was just observed by humans n shit but this gives baby Mume enough time to hide in a hole until they leave! Ok so now all the baby guins grow up, Priest penguin gives a speech ab the graduating n shit. So theyre all at this party and Glorias sibging and for some reason theyre singing queen how do the penguins know queen. So Mumble gets excited and starts not only dancing but also honking and he gets kicked out which is sad. He wakes up alone and is like "hahah lol very funny this is a prank right" until this fucking RUSSIAN LEOPARD SEAL TRIES TO EAT HIM??? So he panics and scrambles on land and these hispanic guins (ONE OF WHICH IS ROBIN FUCKING WILLIAMS) tease the seal with him until it leaves, call themselves "the amigos" then take him to their land or whatevs so he learns about them making nests with pebbles n shit. Then theyre like "how do you get girls" and hes like "well we sing" but he cant sing bc he sounds like a drowning furby when he tries. So they hang out n such and then belly slide down a hill but a tractor falls in the water and hes like "amigos wtf was that!" And theyre like "dont know dont care" so they take him to this guy named Lovelace who is some sort of guru ig?? Some fat penguin with a plastic ring stuck round his neck claiming he speaks to mystic beings??? So Mumble is like "have you ever been ubducted bc i met a bird with a ring kinda like that" and Lovelace (WHO IS ALSO THE FUCKING NARRATOR) gets irrationally mad and tells him to leave. AND THEN LEAVES TO FUCK HIS BITCHES, IM NOT EXAGGERATING GO WATCH IT. and so he leaves with the amigos and goes home like "Guys i know whos taking our fish!" But tge priest guin us like "YOU UPSET GOD WITH YOUR TAP DANCING" and his momma is like "leave my kid alone!" And his dad us begging him to be normal and hes like "its my fault hes this way, I DROPPED HIM' yknow for dramatics so hes like "fuck yall! Imma go find those aliens and save our fish!" So he leaves and the amigos take him back to Lovelace who is now choking so they have to guess what hes attempting to say. They go to the ekeohant seals who basically tell him to give up and Mumble is like "guys, tell mom i love her" and JUMPS OFF A FUCKING CLIFF??? WHAT??? So he swims off to find the humans but washes up unconcious on shore and is taken to the zoo. So theres a heart breaking scene of him trying to talk to humans but hes just bird screaming at them until he loses his voice and it broke me, dude. So after three months hes literally hallucinating and contemplating just givibg up but this lil girl taps at the glass. So he starts tap dancing and the girl leaves and hes like "damnit, i messed up huh" but she comes back with her mom so he dances until hes surrounded by a crowd. So they dont make it clear in the next scene but he ends up back home for some reason (maybe eligible for release?) And hes like "GUYS WE GOTTA TAP DANCE FOR THE ALIENS" but the priest Guin gets mad again like "FUCK YOU YOU UPSET GOD THATS WHY THERES NO FISH" but Mumble has a tracking device on his back and itsa beepin. so now half the birds are singing and half are dancing. So norma is like "MY BABY IS ALIIIIVE" and greets him until she brings him to Memphis WHO HAD LITERALLY GIVEN UP BECAUSE HE WAS SO GUILTY OVER LETTING HIS SON BE EXILED?? so hes like "dad we gotta dance" so he teaches his dad to dance. All these humans arrive and now all these penguins are dancing so these humans are recording now and it goes VIRAL. So now its this montage of humans fighting for fishing restrictions and penguin rights?? Flash forward, happy eva afta for the penguins!! Gloria n Mumble hit it off and everyone is happy :) 

#happy feet #crow answers technically

[talenlee]

Feinting Couch

Ah, the age of adventure, of conquest, of nobility and of duels. Yes, the time when if someone defied you, you pulled off your glove and you threw it to the ground and demanded she meet you on the battlefield with god as your witnesses. Sublimated homosexuality and swords with reach, raucous adventure and getting out of town just ahead of the local law, it’s a question not about who did it first, but who did it best.

And the best… needs an audience.

En Garde!

Feinting Couch (prototype name) is a game (prototype) that has finally cracked a nut for me in design of representing an auction game where you’re not trying for first place, you’re trying for second. Players each play reckless duelists prone to partying hard and causing incidents all across different courts of what’s probably going to look like France, choosing each turn just how stupid they’re going to be in any given court.

Each round, players place face-down cards symbolising how their particular duelist has caused a fuss in each of a number of political courts. When everyone’s placed cards in each of the courts, players flip up their cards and see who is the most famous, the most renowned, the most rambunctious duelist in town… and then that person is immediately kicked out of town for making a fuss. If there are ties? All of you, get out, we don’t need you causing your sublimated homosexuality as metaphorised through swordplay here! Go do that in the wilds, on the highway, under the dewy rain!

Each player who remains in court, having managed to have a lot of fun but not so much fun that they ‘re the literal worst, gets to win that court. You play through three rounds of three courts, or until one player has four courts. Winner of the game is the player with the most points from their court cards, and that’s kind of the whole game.

This game has been stuck in my head for a while now because it has had a big problem with its fiction ever since it started. The first idea was that you’re all the heads of expeditions sending out Indiana Jones style explorers, going to temples, but the nature of the deadly temples meant that the first person to get to any given temple was immediately going to fucking die, and therefore, it was the second place winner of the auction who got anywhere.

Problem: Dudes raiding temples for treasures is, as themes, both very common and easily racist. It still painted the exercise of ‘go to an ancient ruin and steal stuff’ as the thing players want to do, and while it was very funny to imagine players hitting the wall and getting smooshed when they went to these places, it still was about playing interlopers stealing stuff. Throwing that theme way, I wanted to conceive of a lot of different alternative themes.

The second-place theme, ironically, was players playing bugs that wanted to make noise so they could attract mates. The noisiest bug every round gets eaten by a bird, the next noisiest is the one who attracts a mate. Kinda a fun idea, but also, do I really wanna make a game about ‘oh this is the one about bugs fucking,’ especially when a cartoony take on that would inevitably, wind up with a lot of high-femme bug art, and I dunno, it feels like a great way to be heteronormative and weirdo at the same time.

The game that I want to make now is a game about cool duelists getting into trouble and fleeing towns that are on fire. I don’t actually know that much about this period of history. I don’t know much about actual duelists. I don’t even know that much about setting towns on fire. It’s really a thing I didn’t get enough practice on when I was a kid, it’s a real shame.

I feel like this is one of those times where what I’m referring to needs pre-loading and I’m not well equipped to do it. Do you know who Juliet D’aubigny is? Do you know who Centurii-chan is? Do you know what ‘Rapier Girls’ are as a genre? Do you know someone who gets extremely hot and bothered about queers in ruffled shirts with side shaves and possibly drinking wine in an impossibly bisexual way? What about that one picture of Anne Hathaway crossdressing for a Shakespeare play? If I say ‘sexy anime Guybrush Threepwood’ have I lost you?

That’s kind of the spot aesthetically I want to land.

I have no idea how to explain it except to find someone who’s already familiar with it and say, ‘yea, that.’ If you’re reading this on tumblr and think you know someone whose art would be a fit, tell me about them so I can at the very least talk to them about what this game should look like and maybe get the right formal language about it.

The game’s form is a single deck of standard-sized playing cards in a standard tuck box deck. A standard deck of cards is 54 cards, and doesn’t tend to have a rulebook in it, but you know, sometimes. It’d be a typical mid-sized Invincible Ink game at that size, which is a good form factor for our normal needs to sell games.

This 54 cards creates a constraint on the design, and that constraint at the moment is the question of how many players can this game support?

The game loop runs:

Players play cards from their hands to each of three of courts in a blind auction. You can play multiple cards to a court, but everyone can see that you did that and everyone can see who has already bit.

The cards are revealed, those bidding cards are discarded, and players draw another set of cards to do another round of bidding.

This means the deck of cards needs to have enough cards for multiple players to engage in this loop in an interesting way that gives you strategic choices. If you all start with the same cards in each hand, then the choices become more about memorisation of patterns, rather than about bluffing with a dynamically shifting experience. Therefore, players need to have more cards available to them, for a ‘deck’ than they have in any given turn of play.

Since I want players to have unpredictable hands, that still nonetheless reward some attention paid to what players are already paying then, I want to make sure that the player’s hand size does not neatly divide into the deck size. So, if a player has 3 cards in hand, their remaining deck needs to be 4, 5, or 7 cards. If a player has 4 cards in hand, their remaining deck needs to be 5 or 7 – every card the player has will get put into their hand, but never entirely predictably.

Like, let’s say that the deck is 6 cards, and the player starts with 4 drawn. That means their first turn, entirely unpredictable, but their second turn, you know what half of it is, if you memorised those numbers. The next turn, they discard those cards, and you know half their hand again, and then you get a fresh set. This seems to reward a lot of memorisation.

We also need some cards for courts – players are going to be bidding on three at a time, after all – which means that courts need to similarly be represented in some volume.

And again, how many players can this game support?

What I want is for each player’s deck to be equal and symmetrical. Therefore, of ‘player cards,’ each player adds an extra multiple. Heads-up duel game? 54 cards could be split clean down the middle, two 27s. Bit unwieldy, not necessary, but still an option.

I asked my mastodon what a tuckbox of the type felt like to them, how many players they expected, and most people seemed to be okay with the game being for 2-4 or 2-5 players. Well, if the courts and the players occupy the same space, that means the game could be expressed as 54/6, and that’s nine cards. Nine cards is a great number for hands of four. It runs like this:

First turn, four cards, five in deck. No known information.

Second turn, four cards in hand, four in discard, one in deck. Almost complete information, but crucially not actually complete.

Third turn, four cards in hand, five in deck, and only one card in hand known. At this point the loop resets.

Okay, that means nine cards is our player count. That’s great, and now I get to throw in my next little tweak to the math of this game: Your cards are not valued 1-9. Your cards are valued -2 to 7. If you bid two cards on a Court, you’re not necessarily bidding up to a high number, you might be trying to sack out a value down to something lower.

(Oh and I think if bids for a court don’t break 0, then the court is incensed and nobody gets nothing from it so the -2 and -1 cards aren’t just inherently the best bids for things.)

Does the game need this structure of 9 player cards for 5 players and 9 court cards? Nooo it could also work out smoothly, mathematically if players had 6 cards and and then the game could handle 8 players and 6 courts, but that feels like burning space. Most groups with eight players are going to play something even looser, where physical proximity isn’t as important, like Werewolf or Resistance or Secret Hitler or something.

There, tha’ts a description of a game prototype. Now I just gotta make the thing, and that means finding artists who do this exact very specfic genre of trashy queer duelists. The fantasy is that I somehow get this blog post in front of Centurii-chan and she likes the idea enough to let me license a bunch of her art of Rapier-chan and the like. Understand even in my fantasy, I’m still paying for things, because I respect workers.

Diary out!

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#Games #Making

[spark-gem]

who are your favorite top ten black clover characters & ships (platonic or romantic)? talk about them!

Anon, I owe you my life!

I did this based on characters since I don’t particularly have ships.

Now, in a somewhat(because I am garbage at ranking things I love) particular order let us begin.

Top 10 Black Clover Character Appreciation

Fuegoleon Vermillion

Who's surprised that this man ranks #1? I'm not since I'm a biased simp. Its really funny though that the first time I watched Black Clover, I didn't have a thought about Fuegoleon to me he was just there. That is until me and my friend started to pick characters we would date if real and I choose him. Like 'yeah he seems like a nice guy' but as I got to know more about him from the franchise I started falling for his character more and ultimately he holds the position as my favorite character in this anime. Fuegoleon Vermillion is the whole package: confident yet can be vulnerable, a strong heart, attractive, socially awkward, family man, caring, and just absolutely wonderful.

Mereleona Vermillion

She was intense from Day 1 to me and she still is...and I love it. There's something truly therapeutic about watching her beat the shit out of everyone and everything. Every time she has a fight scene I stop what I'm doing to watch. She's strong and she knows it. Sometimes I forget myself the she keeps her more softer side under wraps and only lets a few people see it. I wish we could've gotten something like her training with Acier or straight up only kidnapping Noelle to train her. Also I love that no nonsense way she talks to people, its great.

Leopold Vermillion

Leo's journey is something I've enjoyed from the sidelines. Most of the time he's introduced as a sibling of the Fire Vermillions but that's not all to his identity. He's a strong and capable Magic Knight who gives it his all in battle and always looking for a way to get better. Seeing the fruits of his labor during the Heart invasion was incredible because...holy shit. Also, I don't see many people making the connection that Leo was the first Clover citizen to unknowingly tap into Mana Method back in the Volcano dungeon. He fucking did it!

Gordon Agrippa

Literally my first thought seeing him was....panda. I guess he still kinda is. I always feel bad when the Bulls accidently forget him at base or don't even know he's gone. He just want's some friends to talk too. Honey, I will sit with you and you can teach me how to make dolls and as a fellow person who burns in the sun after 5 seconds, I'll sit with you in beach episodes. He's my buddy.

Charmy Pappitson

While she is mainly provided as a comic relief character, there's no denying that Charmy is her own strength and source of positivity that I highly admire. As someone, who is trying to fix their relationship with food, Charmy is a bit of a comfort character in that she eats whatever she likes from all food groups to channel her energy into power for herself. Even when people in show make a comment about her weight, she's quick to clap back with a comment like 'admiring my beautiful curves?' or 'now there's more of me to love!'. I can't wait to see more Charmy content.

Mimosa Vermillion

In the Royal Knight's Exam, I quite enjoyed learning more about her through the character interactions with her brother (fuck you Kirsh). It was also nice to see her beginning to see her developing more offensive spells to use in battle as to not rely on her team mates for protection. She took charge of her team when they were off topic and carried her weight all the way to the Spade Arc. And she won't take crap from her brother either, she manages to throw his own critiques back at him! You go girl!

Henry Legolant

He's so cute! He's a walking bird cage lol! Also I loved the Lego reference in his name. Another boy I would like to befriend. Henry is a kind soul who will quite literally use the power of friendship to beat his enemies.

Magna Swing

Ngl Magna first drew me in by his design alone. And boy was I not disappointed. If you're currently caught up in the manga then you know what I mean. His rivalry with Luck is also something entertaining to watch in itself and when push comes to shove he's definitely the man for any job. Plus he's always looking to get stronger for himself.

Asta

Asta comes in with the gall, audacity, and determination that I am here for! While most people would be in a situation and just let things happen, Asta really does enter the room and essentially go 'why are are you so bitter? why are you such a stupid and mean person? why are you being unreasonable?' The directness is something I love and then when he shatters people's way of thinking of the world...a masterpiece.

Charlotte Roselei

I honestly haven't thought that hard about why I like Charlotte. I think it's the persona she puts up. Being seen as this independent woman leader when she really is an awkward woman who doesn't know how to ask for a date is kinda nice. Regardless I also like to see the progress of how Charlotte uses her Blue Rose magic. Especially if you consider it to be a more weakened version of her original Red Rose magic. Imagine the kind of power she can unleash without the curse.

#black clover writing #black clover #top 10 #black clover event #the hype and return #august #august event #fuegoleon vermillion #mereleona vermillion #leopold vermillion #gordon agrippa #charmy pappitson #mimosa vermillion #henry legolant #magna swing #asta #charlotte roselei #black clover fuegoleon #black clover mereoleona #black clover leopold #black clover charmy #black clover gordon #black clover mimosa #black clover henry #black clover magna #black clover asta #black clover charlotte

[rhythmgamer]

heya if you're still doing ask game

1. whats your favourite bird?

2. what would your dream career be if you choose anything?

3. favorite genre of music? (bonus point if u give a favourite song too)

sorry this are kinda basic but im curious :3

hi hi sorry im a bit late in answering i was busy!! here you go~

1. OKAY THIS IS HARD TO ANSWER hmmm. i think bowerbirds are pretty interesting!! they look so pretty and make such pretty nests to attract mates

like, look at them 🥺 how could you not love them

(image source: https://blog.nature.org/2021/01/04/bowerbirds-meet-the-bird-worlds-kleptomaniac-love-architects/)

2. ahh im a math major currently but im still not sure what i wanna do really ^^; i think I'd like to become either a theoretical computer scientist (it's very different from being a programmer btw) or maybe go into teaching. I'll see

3. im not very versed in music genres but I'd say my fav is electro/EDM. also it'd be hard to pinpoint a fav song but. i can show one of my fav songs here

the first time i listened to it i fell in love and i still love this song ^^

thank you for asking!!

#anon tag #yeah i figured it'd make sense to make a tag at this point

[mvggedoff]

𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐇 𝐇𝐔𝐓 𝟎𝟏 : 𝐁𝐎𝐌𝐁𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐋 𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄

how are you feeling about entering the villa ?

❝ i mean, it’s a laugh, right ? a bunch of half naked babes stuck in a house together in spain — it’s something straight out of a wet dream. and the only reason i know it’s not one is cuz you can’t feel a wedgie in a dream. swear to god, the first edit i get is gonna be of me pickin’ my bottoms out of me bits every thirty seconds. embarrassin’, that. but ye take the good with the bad, and trust me, it’s a whole lotta good. ❞ she shoots the camera ( and the audience by extension ) a knowing look. ❝ a whoooole lot of it. ❞

is there anyone who you had your eye on already or has caught your eye off the bat that you’d be interested in going for ?

❝ it’s hard to say. i thought i’d come in here losin’ my mind over romi— and don’t get me wrong, i still might. but there’s only so much you can get over a tv screen. sometimes you need to be right there next to someone to feel if there’s an attraction. right now, everything’s real physical, and if someone’s got a pair of pretty eyes, i’m pretty much a goner. ❞ maybe she shouldn’t be letting millions of people in on how “easy” she is, but she doesn’t think about it. instead, she criss - crosses her legs up on the cushion and carries on. ❝ we’ll have to wait and see what happens, but right now i think callie’s just grand. wouldn’t mind bein’ a bodyboard for her sometime, if she’s lookin’. ❞

which couples seem the most solid to you ? least solid ?

❝ well from what i’m hearing, everything’s a bit topsy turvy right now, yeah ? ‘s all jumbled, except for romi and marcus i guess. ❞ there’s a hint of disappointment there, an eyeroll nearly audible in her words. ❝ frankly none of the couples seem solid to me, which is real good for the boys and i. makes it easier to just— ❞ her words trail off into a whistle, accompanying the motion of her arm as she pantomimes a bird swooping in on a mark and flying off with it.

what people do you see yourself getting along with ?

❝ the— ah— the shorter guy ? luke ? he’s fun. reminds me of one of my mates back home. and aren’t him and mimi just the cutest ? she’s someone i hope i end up getting on with. i just think the girl’s been through so much and deserves to have someone in her court, you know ? and hey, maybe she can teach me how to combat these bikini wedgies ; she seems a real pro. ❞ she leaves the question at that, though generally speaking, she doesn’t really have any worries about making friends in the villa.

what people do you see yourself not getting along with ?

❝ i got the feelin’ naomi doesn’t like me much, ❞ she says it with a shrug, largely unbothered. ❝ and i can’t imagine that’s gonna get much better when her fella keeps gawkin’ at me like the juiciest lookin’ lamb at the slaughter. ❞ sure, maybe she could afford to make it a bit more clear she has no interest in josh like that, but the man’s a riot in ways he doesn’t even mean to be—— some more wrong than right. if anything, kenny feels like she’s doing naomi a favor by exposing it. ❝ i’m not too pressed about it though. girl kinda rubs me wrong, if i’m bein’ honest. ❞ another lazy shrug. it is what it is.

#crackon:prompt #survived my inspection so take this to celebrate

[twsted-princess]

Seduce me for James Mel and Pluck maybe? I will reply with Reactions

Got it, thanks!!!!

Melanie

Mel trying to seduce somebody..........hoo boy. She's not what you'd say a flirty type and gets embarrassed just being in a situation with just Tyler. But she'll try hher hardest....even if she's slowly losing it on the inside. She gets herself all dolled up in Tyler's favorite colors. Makes him his favorite meal and coffee just the way he likes it. When she comes in to see him just finishing up on a project she places his food down before rubbing his shoulders tenderly. Soon leaning in to shyly kiss the back of his neck until he brings her in.

"Honeybear y- you've been working really hard today. Come on. L- Let me help you relax~"

James

As much as he's kinda dense about flirting, once he puts two and two together some magic happens. He knows that Carol gets embarrassed seeing him shirtless so during their lesson he purposely takes his shirt off, saying it's a test. When she starts to lose focus and her strikes become more sloppy he springs in. Pinning her to the ground and pressing himself onto her, making her feel his muscles against her sweaty shirt. He's holding both of her hands above her hand with one hand as he smirks.

"Naughty girl, did you think I wouldn't know how I made you feel~? What sorta thoughts are running around that pretty head of yours? How about we make a deal. You tell me all of those dirty ideas, and I'll make them come true~"

Pluck

His methods of seducing is..............odd. I don't even know if you could call it seduction. Think a bird trying to attract a mate. Learning male idol groups dances, buying Peko stuff, basically catering to her every whim as well as show off that he'd make a great boyfriend! It's kinda pathetic but he really does care.

"Pekoooo!!! I got you the snacks you wanted, check it. They even gave me a cupcake for free!"

#my work #twst oc's #twisted wonderland

[justaz]

Saw your posy about your fic with the aliens that sound too similar to minions. I think you just gotta add details that pull it away from the first gut instinct to visualize a minion.

Like, are they humanoid or are they more reptile/bird like? Or a different mammal? Do they have sharp teeth? Do they have hair, fur, feathers, scales, something else or a combination? Are they a prey or predator species? This will affect things like the placement of the eyes at the front or sides of the head. These details add physical additions that minions don't have and help distance the race from those little guys.

We can also describe more of how their colouring is different as well to change our mental image. For example, are they varying shades of yellow? Are they yellow because it's a natural camouflage for the planet? Are they completely yellow or do they have a gradient from the limbs inward or a completely different coloured stomach? Are they yellow mainly due to mating reasons as yellow was the most attractive colour of this species causing most of the population to end up a shade of yellow over time. I mean so long as they aren't literally entirely one shade of yellow all over then it's less likely to be a minion.

Finally the additional clothes, technology, and societal norms will change our perception again. Like are they highly advanced or in the beginning stages of their technology. If its just figuring things out the clothes will likely be more hand made and simple if not simply woven together directly from the planet itself or taken off the back of an animal. If it's advanced go nuts, who knows what people wear in the future. And is it a highly modest society covering everything up or more accepting of their bodies with skimpy clothes or even none at all? Is it a cold planet, moderate, or a hot planet because that will also affect the styles of dress the aliens have. Literally so long as they aren't all wearing goggles and Jean overalls and sometimes lab coats (this is all I really remember the minions wearing) you'll once again make these aliens seem unique.

Anyways, point is you don't have to redesign your aliens for your fic, you just need to ask yourself a whole bunch of questions as to why they look the way they do and then describe them in your fic to the point that we get a better mental image of what your aliens look like to the point that we won't even think of anything else they could resemble. You don't need to go overboard and write 5 paragraphs in one go as soon as they show up in your story but you can add at least one of each of these categories to your initial description to start off and then as the story progresses you can weave in more details about the alien's world and specific characteristics of specific alien characters your main cast meet with to eventually add more depth tk your species overall.

In any case, sorry to dump literally all of this on you over a quick funny blurb about your situation, but I hope this helps. I just really love world building and character species creation and figured that you shouldn't have to give up the ones you have right now due to a tiny bit of common description. I hope to read your story soon, anyway, and wish you good luck with your writing!

omg HAHA thank you, i appreciate this and will definitely consult this on any world building i have to do in future writing but in the context of what i was writing, it was a short passage of the characters passing a few aliens that rlly didn’t play a role in the scene AND the character i was focusing on was kinda panicked and didn’t rlly give a shit about who was around so it was a super vague description

i am kinda proud of myself bc i DID think of a few of these questions on my own. they live in the desert part of the planet so their coloring was for camouflage (and i edited it to add that they vary in shade, from dark brown to pale yellow) and i did give them lightweight robes, not unlike what you see people wearing in like the middle east. i did add extra arms and modified their noses to a kind of flap that opens and closes on command over just a couple holes in their face so their “noses” don’t protrude and solid black eyes

hopefully that gets rid of the minion visual LMAO

#i do appreciate this and will definitely use this in the future #i also love world building and appreciate any insight/help w it #i find the freedom in literally building a world from nothing titty-lating #THANK YOU MWAH MWAH

[tiktaaliker]

just picturing lucky shot's reptid parent pointing at the irregular parent like "you're a freak. i like that." and that's how they get together

once again this is one of the types of asks i get thats like. you joke but that is almost literally what happens for real. its like how sometimes when birds get banded they will attract more mates because its a cool color or its shiny. like yeah theyre all freaks of nature who shouldnt reasonably exist but also. they do be kinda fly tho 👀

#ask and ye shall receive #Anonymous #mortally coiled #like the main thing is that the people in mortally coiled are SO diverse even within groups #that when the irregulars show up its like. well this might as well happen. #none of my business if johnny the bird person wandered out from the woods yesterday when bird people technically dont exist #my neighbor carl is a giant katydid. who the fuck cares

[nabesthetics]

see this is the kind of stuff you only get in home-made content 

#how did Alastor fall for him #is this kinda how birds attract mates #I think about goat Lucio ears a bit too much #I wanna flick them #the Arcana #Lucio Morgasson #gif

[luminnara]

Marko x Harpy!reader | 18+ ONLY

Request: Mine is weird, but since Marko likes pigeons, I like to imagine him with a scary, human eating harpy mate 👀 If you're down, could I get some headcannons or a little drabble about them experiencing like a "harpy heat" or like the reader sees his vamp face and watches him kill for the first time, and is overcome with joy, pride, and lust because her mate? Is so strong? And tough? Strong mate = strong babies. Also he has a shiny / colorful coat, so I like to think that that makes him all the more attractive to her, like when a male bird flaunts its feathers to attract a mate.

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I kinda imagined this harpy style as the kind from world of warcraft tbh so use that as refernce if you want! The descriptions are kinda vague

Warnings: smut, mating cycles/heat, monster stuff, violence/vampire stuff u kno the type lol, some breeding kink stuff

It was love at first sight.

Those golden curls…

Those mischievous eyes…

Those shiny, wiggly squid lures on the shoulders of his jacket…

The moment you met Marko, you were absolutely hooked. You knew coming to the seaside town of Santa Carla was a good move—it was chaotic and fun and full of prey—but the second you saw him, you knew you wouldn’t be leaving anytime soon. He was perfect, and the longer you watched him from rooftops and trees, the more you knew you had to have him.

It was a good thing he felt the same way about the weird bird creature he had glimpsed a few times, too.

Marko had a thing for birds. He liked them because he admired their plumage, and if the flock of pigeons he kept back in the cave was any indication, birds liked him, too. So when he caught a glimpse of something one night that wasn’t quite avian and wasn’t quite human, he was totally hooked…and when he managed to catch you off guard, something no human could ever do, you were delighted to find that he was something else entirely.

You spent a whole night together, just chatting and flying and comparing diets. Vampires liked to drain their victims, only needing their blood to survive, whereas you liked a little more substance in your meals. He could fly, but he didn’t need to grow wings or flap his arms, while you sprouted beautiful dark feathers. He couldn’t survive in the sunlight, and you just preferred hunting at nighttime because your eyes were sensitive. The two of you were different, but the same, and after that first night, you refused to leave his side for very long.

The others grew used to you. Paul liked to pet your feathers when he was high out of his mind, and you didn’t mind sitting with him while he came back down to earth. Dwayne was curious, nudging a book towards you one night and asking you how accurate it actually was about harpies. You answered all of his questions, noting that a lot of his assumptions were wrong, but a lot more were right. And David—well, David tolerated you, and that was more than enough to keep you sticking around. He liked having you around the den so long as you promised to take care of any intruders who might come wandering in, and you liked having a nice space close to Marko where you could roost.

Because he was still the only guy you had eyes for.

You spent date nights together out on the boardwalk, all your feathers gone as you wore your human disguise. Well, most of them, anyways; you always had some on the nape of your neck, soft little things that Marko loved to stroke with the pad of his thumb whenever he got the chance. You kept them covered with your hair or a scarf or whatever you could, lying low and out of sight from any of the hunters David liked to scare you about.

“Vampires are one thing, but a harpy? I bet they’d cut you up and piece you out and make a killing.”

And you’d throw something at him and he’d just laugh, because in a weird way, the two of you had become friends and that was his way of showing it.

Really, you weren’t that worried about hunters. You were a killing machine, just like the boys all were, and with Marko at your side, how could a human possibly hurt you?

Unfortunately, hunters in Santa Carla didn’t work alone—and they were upping their game. That was how, while out hunting one night, you found yourself backed into an alley, three of them advancing on you while your would-be victim thrashed in your grip.

“Fuck off!” You spat at them, talons sinking into the man’s shoulder as you tightened your hold.

They didn’t answer, brandishing their knives and guns as they advanced, and suddenly, you felt like a fucking idiot for hunting alone. You always hunted alone, preferring it, much the same way that the vampires liked to hunt without an audience a lot of the time...but right now, you really, really wished that Marko was there, because you were terrified. 

You glanced between the humans, a scared little shriek leaving your throat as you tried not to tremble. Luckily, someone answered--and moments later, blood was splashing across your face as something--or someone--tore through your attackers.

Your heart soared when you saw Marko tearing them apart. He was fast, more like a blur of color and blood as he ripped their spines out and spilled their guts all over the pavement. It was brutal and sadistic, his face twisted in a horrific smile that had butterflies fluttering in your stomach. 

How did he keep getting more and more perfect?

You stared with wide eyes as he carved through the hunters, his claws shredding their flesh, his teeth sinking into their throats and ripping chunks out. You had never seen a vampire in action like this before, and you had never imagined that Marko would look so good amidst so much carnage. He was downright beautiful, his white shirt stained red with blood, his normally hazel eyes blazing bright yellow. When the human in your arms screamed in terror and you shoved him towards Marko, the vampire caught him and separated his head from his spine as easily as he could pop the flower off a dandelion. 

And you had never been more in love with him. 

He was so fast and so strong, tossing the corpses around as if they were toys. He had come to your rescue so quickly, and dealt with your assailants so brutally...you could feel warmth twisting in your belly and you couldn’t help but bite your lip. You were still shivering, but now, it was less that you were trapped and afraid and more that you were slipping into a totally different state of mind. 

Marko let the body fall and tossed the head away even as its eyes continued blinking in disbelief at what had just happened. Marko’s chest was heaving and all he wanted to do was drain every last drop of blood from the corpses...but then he remembered why he was there in the first place, and he turned towards you with wild eyes. 

“You okay?” he rushed towards you, grabbing your arms as he checked you over. He couldn’t see any wounds and he couldn’t smell anything other than human blood, but when he glanced back up at your face, he saw that you were just staring. “...Babe?”

You were looking at him with an expression he had never seen on anyone before, your eyes almost hazy as you took in his features. It was the first time you had ever witnessed him vamping out, and when you finally moved, it was to trace your thumb along the sharp angles of his cheekbones. He watched you carefully, almost scared to do anything lest he scare you off, but you didn’t draw back. You just looked at him in wonder, lips parted slightly in a way that made him want to kiss you more than usual. 

“Hey.” he finally said when you remained silent. “You okay?”

You nodded slowly, and he thought that you were traumatized or something. It would be a fair reaction, right? David spent all his time teasing you about hunters, and then Marko had gone and left you alone long enough for four of the fuckers to go after you--

His thoughts were interrupted by a strange sound reaching his ears. It took him a moment to realize that the little coos were coming from you, and when he finally focused on you again, he saw mall blue-black feathers dotting the outline of your face, your eyes shifting to a predatory amber. You made the sound again, the soft trill a bit louder this time, and Marko could only stare as you placed a clawed hand on his blood-soaked chest and gripped his shirt lightly. 

“Marko...” you purred, your voice strange and inhuman. 

He had to clear his throat. “Y-yeah?”

You stepped up to him, pressing your chest against his. “Thank you...”

He felt your tongue on his throat and a shiver ran up his spine. “N-no problem, baby...”

“You were so brave...”

“Yeah, guess I kinda was...”

“...and so strong...”

“Yeah, that too...”

“So protective...” you sank down to your knees, your hands tugging at the waistband of his jeans. 

He just stared down at you, his breath caught in his throat. He knew he always got horny after killing, but he had to admit that he was a little confused...but he really couldn’t bring himself to care too much, not when you were pulling his cock out of his pants and wrapping your lips around the head. 

“Fuck, baby...” he groaned, running his fingers through your hair. He could feel soft feathers hidden there, more and more seeming to grow as you moaned around him. “Guess I should save you more often, if this is my reward...”

You pulled back, licking a line up his shaft. “Fuck me, love...”

Well, he wasn’t gonna waste any time, especially not when you were telling him to do it. He had you up on your feet in the blink of an eye, his lips crashing into yours as he squeezed your ass. Only a moment later, you were free of your clothes, your back hitting the wall you had just been trapped up against...except this time, Marko was the one holding you there, and you were whimpering for more.

“Please!” you whined, clawing at him as he bit at your shoulder. All you could think about was him, about feeling him inside of you, feeling him fill you up and give you everything you wanted. 

He huffed a laugh against your throat, hoisting you up to hook your legs around his waist. His hips rolled forward and you practically screamed when you felt the tip of his cock nudging against you...and when he finally plunged inside, you really did scream, throwing your head back and letting out a noise that seemed more avian than human. 

“Fuck..” Marko moaned. You were wetter than he’d ever felt a person before, his cock sliding into you easily. You were warmer than he’d ever felt before, too, practically scorching hot...and he just wanted to sink into that warmth and stay there forever. 

“M-Marko,” you breathed. 

“Don’t worry, baby.” he said as he pulled out only to snap his hips forward again. “‘M gonna take care of you...”

You could feel tears at the edges of your eyes, you were so happy. 

As Marko fucked you, your heart felt so full you thought it might burst. You were overwhelmed and overstimulated, but you didn’t care, demanding more and more and more from the guy who was lucky enough to have supernatural stamina and a libido to rival Paul’s. He fucked you until you came, and then he fucked you until he came, and then he fucked you until you both came together--and then you did it all over again, the two of you covered in the blood of the men Marko had killed for you, your neck covered in dark hickeys wherever you didn’t have feathers. 

By the time your feet finally touched the ground again, your legs were so wobbly you nearly wiped out. But Marko--your perfect, beautiful mate, Marko--was quick to grab you, laughing breathlessly as he held you up with one hand and fixed his jeans with the other. 

“Damn, baby,” he laughed as he took in your dazed expression. “Not bad, huh?”

“Mmm,” you just smiled, leaning up to kiss his cheek. “Amazing...and you saved me...”

The tiniest hint of a blush spread across his face. “It was nothin’...”

A wolf whistle had both of you looking towards the alley entrance to see Paul, David, and Dwayne, and Marko immediately hissed at them. You were still naked, and as Paul leered at you, you thought there was a good chance they might fight...a notion that had those butterflies going wild in your stomach again.

Marko’s nose twitched as the scent of harpy arousal grew stronger in the air, and he knew that the others could smell it, too. He just didn’t even want them looking at you while you were so turned on. 

“Well, what happened here?” David asked, boots splashing in the blood as he glanced around at the mess. “You two do all this?”

“I did,” Marko said, straightening up. 

“He saved me,” you said, hugging his arm as you nuzzled your cheek against his. 

“And then the chivalrous hero took his prize, huh?” David smirked. “You didn’t even finish your dinner before going for dessert...”

“Shut up!” Marko snapped, baring his fangs. 

“Shit, I wouldn’t be able to eat my brussels sprouts with somethin’ that cute waiting’ for me, either,” Paul grinned wolfishly at you. “Good job, Marko. You fucked her real good.”

“Shut the fuck up before I--”

“He did,” you interrupted, beaming up at him.

“...Well, I mean, I’m glad you think so--”

Paul barked a laugh and David snorted. 

“Careful, Marko.” the platinum blonde said before turning to leave. “Harpies get very attached, you know.”

“I don’t need your advice,” Marko bristled. 

“No?” David paused, looking back over his shoulder with a cigarette between his teeth. “Then don’t come cryin’ to me for help when she lays eggs ‘n makes you a daddy.”

Marko’s face fell in shock and Paul laughed so hard he had to sit down in the blood. 

“Hey, wh-what?” he asked. But David was just chuckling to himself, walking away with Dwayne at his side. Paul hopped up, saluted Marko, and then followed the others, still laughing like a hyena as he caught up. 

And you were just staring up at Marko with the biggest, happiest eyes he had ever seen.

#the lost boys #the lost boys x reader #marko x reader #harpy!reader #marko x harpy!reader #marko x monster!reader #slasher x reader

[demonlamb666]

I just found your blog and I’m inlove with EVERYTHING you’ve done so far ❤️😭 may I request yandere hc’s for hawks with a soft n’ sweet s/o please? Love me some birb man.. 😳

Yandere Hawks with sweet and soft S.O

This was literally so nice ❤️

Warnings: yandere themes, kinda mentions of forced pregnancy and parenthood, possessive behaviour, jealousy, obsessive behaviour, overprotective behaviour, kinda animalistic behaviour, kidnapping, delusional behaviour, mentions of punishments, slight mentions of isolation.

•Hawks will love whatever personality his mate might have, but he would be lying if he said he didn’t love how adorable and sweet you are. Every time he sees you he has to resist the urge to sweep you off your feet and bring you back to his nest and cuddle the living daylights out of you. He thinks your so sweet and warm and perfect and and he can imagine you as his little mate. You’d be such a amazing mummy/daddy/parent too…

•He becomes much more possessive over a darling like this. He knows their soft and warm personally will attract and make them very desirable with potential rivals (although he honestly thinks that no matter what type of personality you have.) He becomes more obsessive with scenting and marking, he wants everyone to know you’re his mate. If someone does approach you, even if it’s not in a flirty way, (especially if they are male) he his very possessive and protective over you. He doesn’t lose his cool when interacting with the person and keeps up his friendly charade while talking to them, he keeps a jovial voice but you can feel the tension in the words and the way his wings puff up protectively. You might miss the way his golden eyes flash at the person when you’re not looking.

•He kidnaps a darling like this quicker than normal, he still needs a trigger to kidnap you but the reason doesn’t need to be as serious as usual, it could just be you rescheduling your plans with him. He can be even more delusional and believes he’s just doing the right thing as a mate. He can be more lenient with escape attempts if you can charm your way out of it but if you actually manage to escape he still punishes you.

•Overall having a sweet and soft darling increases Keigo’s yandere tendencies especially his possessive and protective ones. He can be even more attention seeking with someone like this and wants them to be thinking about him at all times even more. Hawks makes sure to you’re scented and marked even though he knows the chance of you meeting someone is almost zero. You’re his sweet perfect baby bird and he’s your strong mate so he’ll love and protect you for the rest of his life, even if you don’t want him to.

#yandere bnha #yandere mha #yandere hawks #yandere hawks x reader #yandere keigo takami #yandere keigo #yandere takami keigo #yandere keigo x reader #yandere boku no hero academia #yandere my hero academia #yandere #yandere writing #yandere scenarios