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bluejayblueskies · 4 months

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De Tocht Der Koeien \\ The Journey of Cows | MxCaptain

[ID: A hand-bound book shown from the front. There is gray bookcloth along the spine and black bookcloth on the front pasted on top of silver and black marbled paper. The title in both English (The Journey of Cows) and Dutch (De Tocht Der Koeien) is painted onto the cover in silver fabric paint, as well as the author name MxCaptain and a graphic of grass. /End ID]

As another gift as part of Fandom Trumps Hate 2023, I did a bind of MxCaptain's fic De Tocht Der Koeien and its English translation The Journey of Cows! Both fics are contained within this volume, one after the other.

[ID: A hand-bound book shown from the spine. The front cover can also be seen from an angle. There is gray bookcloth along the spine. The name in Dutch (De Tocht Der Koeien) and the author name, MxCaptain, are on the spine in silver fabric paint. /End ID]

The cover and spine are both stenciled with silver fabric paint, and the cover has black bookcloth glued atop black-and-gray hand-marbled paper (not marbled by myself). This is, like my previous book, a sewn board binding, and the ends of the boards are painted black.

[ID: Two images of the interior title pages of the book. The first shows the half-title page, which has both titles De Tocht Der Koeien and The Journey of Cows separated by a line and the author name, MxCaptain, beneath a graphic of a cabin. The second shows a two-page spread with a watercolor painting of a pine-tree-covered hill with some highland cows on it. The same titles can be seen on the righthand page, as well as the same author name. /End ID]

The half-title page precedes the title spread, which has a full-spread painting. The edges have been trimmed (very carefully, using a utility knife, which I only attempt with thin books like this one because it is generally very perilous to trim this way) to bring the book down to A6 size and to get the white space away from the edges of the spread.

[ID: Two images of interior pages of the book. The first image shows the front matter on the left and the summary page on the right. The front matter has QR codes with links to the fics, the Blue Skies Books logo with a bluejay, the Renegade Publishing logo with a bookpress, and information about the book. The summary page has the summary in Dutch and English as well as sketches of cows. The second image shows the chapter header on the righthand side. The chapter header has the English title, The Journey of Cows, encased within a woodcut print of cows, with the text of the fic beneath it. /End ID]

The summary page and chapter headers have some more public domain cow images from rawpixel, and I'm especially pleased with the chapter headers, which I think are very cute!

#tma #the magnus archives #jonmartin #fanbinding #ficbinding #bookbinding #jay's bound books

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kookblurx · 8 months

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1920 - jjk [chpt 2. ]

→ SUMMARY: a photo of a beautiful smiling boy; an old tree in your grandparents garden ... and a feeling of sadness. all those things are connected to each other ...

→ GENRE: time travel au; changing fate au; rencarnation au; university au; death; sickness; historical setting; trigger topics; smut; dirty talk; switching between present and the past.

→ chapt. 1 / chapt. 3

→ RATING: 18+

→ NOTE: thank you for blowing up the first chapter with so many reblogs and welcome to all new followers. also if there are any creative people among us, feel free to design a header for this story. i will try to include every pic in the next chapters + linking your account. ( no must! ). Also please enjoy the second chapter <3 DISCLAIMER; this is a piece of art, not many events will be historically correctly.

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The Past:

as you fell down into the grass again the boy looked at you more than confused; probably because of the strange clothes you were wearing. he never saw a woman wear pants before, at least not such weird ones. you on the other hand looked wide eyes up to him as he scanned your whole appearance. yes right now you didnt looked really good as your hair was standig in various directions. still that wasnt a reason to stare at you like this. you crumpled the photo up with your hand before putting it in the back pocket of your jeans. seems like you are stuck here now for a while, at least until you would manage to go back. the wind and the weird voice was gone also the force which pushed you through the tree. wait, of course the tree. you were quick back onto your feed before running to the tree again. from behind you could heard the footsteps of the boy following you. he must think you are crazy as your hands searched for something "unusal" on the tree trunk. there was nothing. the wood felt strong and didnt budged against your pushing or pulling.

"what the hell ...? how?"

your mind was still in denial that you really fell right through it. this must be a joke from your grandparents, for sure. you probably forgot to water the plants or something, before running into the library.

"are you okay? you look .. restless" from behind you could feel a hand on your shoulder. "yes, yes im fine ... just a little bit confused i think?" "maybe i can help you with that? are you looking for something?"

as you turned around; your eyes became a bit puffy and started to burn. normally you didnt cried that easily but now you were stuck in a place you didnt knew.

"what year do we have ..?" your question left the boy speechless for a second "uh .. 1920 why are you asking?"

1920 ... the same date as on the photo. this cant be possible. there is no way you just travelled back in time, standing in front of a boy who should be dead. was this a sign? a sign that you were the one who should help him from his fate? for a moment you just stood there, thinking about the possibilities. changing fate can be fatal, for this timeline and for your own. what would change if you were able to save him? something must change.

"jungkook! Jungkook where are you?!"

another voice from a young man starteled you. how many of them were here? at least you figured something out, the boy in front of you was, indeed, jungkook. the one, the voice of the woman called out for inside your mind. while you were deep in thoughts; jungkook turned around to wave at his friend. that said friend panted a bit as he climbed up the hill.

"what the hell are you doing up here? the others are looking everywhere for you" with a heavy sigh the boy ran his hand through his hair. "uh well ... i found her here. i dont know who she is but ... she seems lost"

as jungkook mentioned you, you finally came back to your senses. scanning the area you noticed that the two of you werent alone anymore. upon seeing the other boy, your heart suddenly stopped again. thats not possible. he cant be here too.

"yo, you. whats your name?"

lifting one of his eyebrows the boy looked at you, waiting for an answer ... which didnt came. instead you took a few steps forward, cupping his cheeks between your hands. the stranger jumped immediately because of the sudden touch. no wonder; they lived in a time were woman werent so straight forward. both of his cheeks grew red as he looked helpless to jungkook. instead of helping him, jungkook just stood there laughing at his friend. you squinted your eyes a bit, they really looked alike. the same eyes, the same confused expression hence even the hair is the same.

"whats your name?" now you were the one asking the question. still a bit lost the boy looked at you "m-me? ... im jimin, park jimin"

slowly you let go of his cheeks. this isnt a coincidence, if you are really back in 1920 there was a high chance that this person is your crush's ancestor. at least thats what is probably happening here.

"okay alright this is crazy but .. i will play along for now. im y/n ... you are jimin and you are jungkook right?" jimin widened his eyes; he looked at you like you just killed someone "hold on; dont speak so informal with him." slightly confused you looked over at jungkook, he didnt looked like a prince or someone else from the royal family "what do you mean?" "you must be new around here ... but in front of you stands Jeon Jungkook. The berserk ... the one who won every single war for our holy land!" jimin must really think highly of jungkook as he stretched his arms out.

a war hero. you tucked this information away into the corner of your mind. if you ever came back home you would check his name in your grandparent library. to be honest on the first glance jungkook didnt looked like an berserker, more like a normal farm boy. his features on his face were soft and he had a beautiful smile. nothing which screamed "berserker" into someones face. but who knows how war heroes really looked like in this time. your gaze went back to the tree as the two boys started to quarrel with each other. somehow you already missed your family, they must be worried sick about your dissapearance. the picture suddenly felt really heavy as another wind came up ... and there it was again... the faint voice:

"you must save him... you must save him for your future"

"... what?" you turned around but no one was there.

jungkook and jimin were gone .. and right in front of you were your grandparents mansion again. what is going on here? did you really just relieved a memory snippet of this place?

"this isnt funny anymore! come out!" you screamed at the tree right in front of you.

first there was silence and then out of nowhere small little hands appeared on the tree trunk. a small head popped out behind it. for a moment you believed that you totally lost your mind now. it was a little fairy, smaller than your thumb. shyly she flew into your direction, fidgeting with her fingers.

"did you pushed me through the tree?" she nodded. "... please tell me what is going on? where are jungkook and jimin?" slowly the little fairy opened her mouth "i needed to bring you back in order ... to explain everything to you. if they would had saw me ... they would declared you as a witch."

this whole thing became more and more complicated. "okay so ... what is going on here?" the fairy suddenly had a serious expression on her face "listen to me. my power is limited .. in order to let you travel back ... i need you to find trigger points to certain events in the past. they are all hidden inside this mansion ... with every object or info you can find ... you will be able to stay there longer"

your head started to hurt. why you? why is it so important that you are the one.

"got it but .. why me? what does this have to do with me?" the fairy bit down on her bottom lip "i cant tell you ... you need to discover it for yourself what your role is ... the only thing i need to tell you is .. that you MUST save him. please." saving a war hero ... of course its not an easy task considering all the battlefields he needs to go. "fine but how?" "you need to look into his death more. no source documented what really happened... but your grandparents have a grand collection of books. find out what happened ... so you ...will be ... able to ... go"

with every word the fairy faded away more and more until you were back alone on the hill. your hand reached into your back pocket, grabbing the picture again. the only info you had was the year, the place ... his name and what he was.

"great .."

with a heavy sight you walked down from the hill, the first direction will be your laptop. maybe some history nerd already researched those events back then. according to jimin, jungkook was pretty famous ... so there must be some kind of records, right?

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fairy-verse · 1 year

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Once upon a time...

…there was a land filled with beauty and magic. Here there were no great cities, only small villages nestled between hills, mountains, valleys, and meadows. It is a fair and quiet land, and it is the only place you will find fairies and other magical creatures of various kinds.

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Here is the Map of Fairy Island.

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Fairyverse is created by valacre & lunnar-chan. I, Valacre, have created the concept ideas and am writing the lore and the stories for it. Dii has created the fairy designs and has helped me with the lore itself by coming up with suggestions and ideas of her own.

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Nightmare 𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 Ink 𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 Error 𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 Lust/Rosa 𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 Dream 𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 Killer 𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 Cross

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The world of Fairyverse is set in medieval-esque times.

Light and dark fantasy themes will be found here.

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The Firstborn fairies are those who came before all, and they rule their own respective seasons within the Island of the Fairies.

They are – Dream, the firstborn fairy of summer. Nightmare, the firstborn fairy of autumn. Error, the firstborn fairy of winter. And Ink, the firstborn fairy of spring.

Coming after the Firstborn are the season fairies. They are born in the image of their respective firstborn, bearing characteristics not only from them but also from their hopes and dreams. They are their loyal followers. They are all Sans variants.

They are – The summer fairies, the autumn fairies, the winter fairies, and the spring fairies.

Also known as – The butterfly fairies, the mystical fairies, the moth fairies, and the dragonfly fairies.

The Firstborn and their season fairies reside on the western side of Fairy Island, but they are not the only fairy types that exist here. There are also – Monster fairies (Papyrus variants, Toriel variants, Undyne variants, Temmie variants, etc…), and Human fairies/Fae (resembling humans, often with blackened or iridescent eyes, brought to life by Ink and a human woman.)

There is also the Big Folk that has settled down on most of the eastern side of Fairy Island. These are regular humans and monsters who travelled over the waters to find new and peaceful lands to live on. A few of them hunt fairies (specifically season fairies) for their wings, blood, and bodies. The Big Folk that lives close to the Great Forest (Ink’s domain) are often victims of spring fairy bites, and while they believe these bites cause them to go temporarily insane, they are, in fact, filled with extra magic that makes them able to hear the trees talk, see the bees dance, and feel the winds collect their individual stories.

Other creatures that live on Fairy Island include – The small people/monsters (the same size as fairies but lack any sort of wings. They usually live in hollowed-out trees with tiny doors and windows), the mushroom people (born from residual magic dropped by the fairies, they wander along the forest floor on stumpy legs. They make soft squeaks, but no one knows if they are intelligent or not. Often used as pets by fairies), gnomes (the same size as fairies and wear tall, pointy hats of either red, blue, or green that cover their eyes. They live underground and are only active during winter), stonemen (resembling boulders and mountains, these are gentle giants that often remain asleep for most of their lives. They are immortal unless anyone chips them away), trolls (vicious and dangerous, they live in caves and underground shelters during the day and come out at night to hunt whatever they can lay their hands on, including fairies and Big Folk alike), and finally, the elusive flower people (little is known about them. They live on the Isle of Luna, south-east of Fairy Island.)

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The image used as this blog's avatar and as the header image is made by @lunnar-chan, whilst the image used in the sidebar is made by @comyet.

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#Fairyverse #aufairyverse #lumin the fairy

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fioreofthemarch · 7 months

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Finding Her - Chapter Photos

Finding Her has a header photo for each chapter, taken using the in-game camera. These photos were inspired by the chapter contents or recreating one that Link takes in that chapter (if I could manage it!). Here they all are in one place!

Chapter 1

Log is accompanied by a picture of a Zonai Steward Construct. Its large, see-saw head is angled slightly to the side, as if perplexed.

Chapter 2

A photograph of a soft brown mare, saddled and ready for travel. Link is sitting in the saddle, smiling at the camera. The immediate next photo is a self-portrait taken by a Hylian Guard, Scorpis, the camera too-close to his face as he tries to snap a picture of himself and Link, who is waving to the camera from his horse.

Chapter 3

A photograph taken from Impa’s hot air balloon of the geoglyph of Hyrule Ridge, depicting a large figure with long ears and an outstretched hand.

Chapter 4

A photograph of the huge dark cloud that stretches high into the atmosphere. It is encircled by two dozen or so floating wooden structures.

Chapter 5

A photograph taken from the underside of a Lightroot, its sturdy vines wrapping around the central orange tuba and rising up towards the surface above.

Chapter 6

A photo of the Gorondia, the Fire Temple, emerging from the Depths. It is flanked by lava falls and seems carved from the bedrock itself. Unseen to the photographer is a small, ghostly figure of a young woman, with blonde hair and green eyes, standing on an upper level of the enormous structure. She looks at the camera with a blank expression.

Chapter 7

[Kakariko Village - this photograph is not depicted in the chapter]

Chapter 8

A photograph of a lone house in Hateno, in the old pre-Calamity style. It has a single chimney and a rendered brick exterior. Beside the house is a small garden with a large oak tree and a pond that glints in the moonlight. There are frogs in the water, strategically located beneath a concert of fireflies that have gathered at the pond.

Chapter 9

[Penn at Wetlands Stables - this photograph is not depicted in the chapter]

Chapter 10

[Mipha's Court - this photograph is not depicted in the chapter]

Chapter 11

A photograph of a Zonai contraption: a cart with a steering stick and two small wheels attached. There is a Zonai rocket attached to each wheel. The vehicle looks as fast as it is flimsy.

Chapter 12

A photograph of the Great Plateau with its evergreen trees and rolling landscape. The Temple of Time is in the foreground, ahead of a gentle hill that rises towards the overlook leading into the Shrine of Resurrection. A campfire is burning, just off the pathway up the hill.

Chapter 13

A photograph of the painted mural in the Gerudo underground shelter, a determined Riju standing before it. She is deep in thought, a hand to her chin. There is no hint of fatigue on her features.

Chapter 14

[Purah at Lookout Landing - this photograph is not depicted in the chapter]

Chapter 15

A photograph of Lurelin Village and the Pirate Ship on its shores. The huge, horned skull on the bow leers with blank menace. On the ship, a group of bokoblins and their boss bokoblin dance and jeer.

Chapter 16

A photograph taken from the Thunderhead Isles of the Popla Foothills to the north. The Light Dragon is seen flying just below the clouds. There's a sense that, no matter where someone is in the world, the dragon’s light would shine upon them. It's a familiar feeling, like the light that shone from Hyrule Castle when its Princess called out to— wait. No, stop that. That’s— what are you talking about? The feelings aren't familiar at all. It’s just a dragon. Nothing more. This isn't even a good photo. It’s blurry, and dark, and should just be deleted.

Chapter 17

A photograph of a ring of Silent Princesses. They grow tall, strong and radiant, and are clustered around a small shallow in the ground. At the centre, a dragon tear awaits.

Chapter 18

[Josha at her research station - this photograph is not depicted in the chapter]

Chapter 19

[Penn at Washa's Bluff with the Light Dragon overhead - this photograph is not depicted in the chapter]

Chapter 20

[Rist Peninsula as the sun rises - this photograph is not depicted in the chapter]

#long post #totk #my writing #finding her #tears of the kingdom

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purity-town · 7 months

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Been a little while since I last answered some asks, so -- replies below the cut!

Here ya go! Also tossed it in my sta.sh in case Tumblr crunches it.

Aha, don't worry, Chris! You'll get to experience plenty of horrors soon that'll validate your weird dreams!

All things considered, Chris is handling things pretty well right now, but I think he'd still accept a hug!

I whipped out my extensive comic collection (four of The Adventure Zone graphic novels) to get some inspiration for this! Those books tend to have a pretty basic back cover with a couple of the main/supporting characters tossed onto it, and I can see something similar working for Purity Town considering how many NPCs there are overall in the game (even though the number we've actually seen in the comic up to this point is much lower)!

:D Thanks for reading! I can't always manage to finish pages on time, but I do my best and I'm glad y'all're enjoying updates.

My first experience learning about the whole Guide/WoF thing was...I think a Stampy Cat video years before I even knew what Terraria really was. I assumed it was the scary final boss of the game, and didn't think anything more on it for half a decade. And then 1.4 came along and I got incredibly attached to the character. That's just how it goes!

For what it's worth, I will make the disclaimer: while I find it interesting to push characters and write how they react as they crack, at the end of the day, I do write happy endings. And there's plenty of room for more happy one-shots in the AO3 fic!

I kept the monsters in a sketch/low-detail/silhouetted style mostly to emphasize that Chris' dreams were strange and imprecise, but it was still cool to play around with monster designs a bit! Translating designs from the game version to comic characters can be weird because you need to account for the game expecting you to always see them from a particular angle -- the Wall of Flesh is the most extreme/obvious example of this. When we get to seeing more of Plantera proper I'll definitely have to brush up on my flower-drawing skills, haha.

I haven't actually built it out in a Terraria world proper! The world used in the blog header is a screenshot from the world I first beat the game in.

As far as a general description goes, the main town is located in a forest biome with the snowy-mountains-and-lake background. In the main area of town is the tavern and the nurse's clinic, plus the (now abandoned) clothier's store. Andrew also lives in the forest town, though slightly up-hill from it, so that he has to walk through some trees before he gets into the town square itself.

For the most part I imagine characters living in the biome they prefer in-game (with exceptions for those who like the Hallow), though the bulk of folks live in the Purity Town. The settlements in the other biomes are smaller, since having the pylons means you can go wherever you need to go for business quite easily.

Thanks! Terraria has some crazy lore once you start digging into it -- I think it'd be really cool to see "Zullie the Witch"-style lore deep dives just going ham on the minutiae of NPC interactions and Bestiary entries.

But in any case, getting to take all of that and work it into the comic here and there is good fun :D

Thank you!! I had a lot of fun with this chapter's cover, especially with the lighting and the border around the top. The Aether/shimmer stuff and the more glowy critters like faelings and prismatic lacewings are just such a delight to draw, haha.

#pt asks #not an update

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aphrodite-would-be-proud · 2 years

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im not sure if you’re still doing the aot kids (gabi,falco,udo,zofia) hcs? if so i had a request of reiners s/o just playing video games with the kids on a snow day ?

Game night with Reiner's cousins

{ Reiner x reader | tw:none | fluff | modern }

{ "A village in the snow" 1929, by Peder Mørk Mønsted 1859–1941 }

Frost crystals gliding through the crisp air, descending onto the freshly shovelled driveway, one stacking on top of the other, gradually building up despite the slowly rising temperature as the sun peeks through the far hills.

The unfolding scenery outside your bedroom window mattered none to you, neither did the quiet squirrels leaving feather soft footprints tracks behind them before climbing the nearest tree, or the dog's barks chasing them.

For your mind only cared about the comforting warm hug of your blanket, basking in the blissful state of being half-awake.

Burying your face further against the soft pillow, you paid no mind to the rustling of sheets on your left or the mattress dipping down in weight right next to your waist.

It was only when the cold air glazed your exposed skin, that your eyebrows knitted as a protest formed at the edge of your lips. Only for it to be abruptly pushed back by the shiver running up your spine at the feeling of soft warm kisses being trailed down your neck, dipping into the crease where it met your shoulder.

"Baby" murmured a voice akin to melted honey right against your skin, " it's time to wake up." you could feel a hand brushing against the side of your face, making your eyelashes flutter.

Reiner's weight shifted off your side, you could hear the clinking of a spoon against the glass cup as it stirred it before the weight returned.

The smell of your delicious drink was what pushed your muscles into making the decision to sit up for you, back pressed against the bed header for support. With your vision still drowsy, it was Reiner's hand cupping yours that guided the cup to your mouth, waiting for you to blow the hot surfaces away before taking a sip.

Leaving the blanket discarded as the liquid warmth travelled down your throat, warming your insides and giving you the needed boost of energy to regain focus on the face in front of you.

The edge of Reiner's lips quirked up when you attempted saying good morning only to be interrupted by a yawn halfway through.

"Good morning to you too, i hope you slept enough because-" the buzzing of the doorbell grabbed both your attentions.

It only took 5 seconds for you to put 2 and 2 together, one glancing out the window to the thick blankets of snow covering the roads was all it took to clue you in.

"Schools might be closed for today but jobs sure aren't, Zeke and Colt came to drop them off before their shift at the clinic." Reiner explained as he got off the bed, "i can distract them for 15 minutes while you get ready, otherwise i can't guarantee Gabi won't slam open the bathroom door on you like last time."

Not wanting to tempt fate a second time, you hurried downing the rest of the drink before starting your morning routine.

Stepping outside the bedroom, the four kids with their messy hair and still in their pyjamas took one glance at you then rainer as they demanded food, their food negotiator diplomat being Zofia as usual.

Half a dozen cream filled pancakes later, they were happily laying on the couch, Udo and Falco sharing an iPad as they started rewatching the entirety of My Little pony for the second time this month while Zoifa took occasional glances at their screen between scrolling through tumblr.

Where is Gabi you might wonder, well she just happened to be clinging to a certain cousin of hers as he was finishing tying his work uniform, going through the five stages of grief because Reiner refused to take her to work with him.

When both the puppy eyes and attempted blackmail didn't work, she stomped back into joining the rest of her friends, moping around with a scowl that softened when Falco made her a spot to sit between him and Zofia.

Meanwhile you were just starting your own 5 stages of grief as the realisation that Reiner has work today settled in. Don't get me wrong you did know the kids pretty well and they confided in you even, although you knew most of your encounters with them were always made easier by the presence of your husband who knew how to keep them in line, aka convincing them that maybe arson isn't such a cool pog activity.

And you just weren't ready for the vail to unravel, the thin layer of adorable nature that kids have that had everyone fooled into forgetting the true demons lurking beneath it.

It really does say something about a species when its offspring being loved is hardwired into each one of its elders، just so the offspring survives long enough to develop a conscience that maybe other people do also deserve to live.

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You really should stop listening to Zeke's drunken lectures at family gatherings when he corners you.

Anyway young Aristotle, you've been standing in the kitchen pondering all of that while holding the last glass of juice that the kids didn't gobble down. It wasn't till the you felt the warmth of an arm lightly wrapping around you as your husband leaned in for a peck on the cheek, steadying you back into reality.

"Someone's still sleepy" he rubbed along your side in an effort to apologise for this last minute plan he roped you into, "I'll make it up to you, i promise."

You didn't doubt that he'd keep his words but you'd be damned if you didn't let yourself play the role of the tired spouse just to milk more affection out of him.

Plus you can handle a bunch of toddlers? You were a toddler once so like how hard can it actually be.

10:33am the fall.

You wouldn't say you'd consider yourself a hardcore gamer who is known amongst portal speedrun world record holders, but you know your way around a counterstrike lobby like anyone else.

Maybe you even finished a broken sword dark souls run in the past, or maybe you're one of the few that actually bothered to take support in League and be good at it.

Or maybe you're an expert in stardew valley optimization, getting to marry shane before the first spring ends which is concerning because why would you even marry shane.

Or you're a Sims mod hoarder who is 9 generations into your third vampire astronaut OC's ark and moulded each one of those people with the precision of marble sculptures.

Or just maybe you've never held a controller before and passing candy crush second stage was the highlight of your gamer career.

It matters non.

Because in this reality, in this current timeline nothing could've ever prepared you for the question Falco asked you so innocently.

"Do you know roblox?"

The mere mention of the game's name got every one of those kids to drop the peaceful facade act and flick a primal switch inside them.

"Uh yeah?" You lied, what in god's name is a roblox.

"So you know how to play adopt me?" Said Zofia in a sceptical voice as she looked at you with her sceptical face.

You could still back off, just admit to the kids that barely started middle school in front of you that you're an out of touch adult, a fraud who's been pretending to be not like other adults and is actually a cool person.

…over your dead body.

"Who doesn't." They stared at you for a solid 10 seconds, but you didn't budge.

The tense atmosphere vanished as they visibly beamed in excitement, each one of them throwing a question after question at you. Like what kind of pets you had and if you're excited for the fashion show update.

"No my ghost bunny is cooler" insisted Udo as he stared down Gabi who was boasting about her elf hedgehog.

"Imagine thinking a 2020 pet is a flex, couldn't be me" was the fuel Zofia added to the flames.

"You got a single legendary and you made it your whole personality" Gabi shot back.

"Guys can we not start this argument again" Faclo tried to reason with the bunch as they seemed to forget the fact you're also in the room.

"I don't wanna hear it from someone who still uses the default eyes"

Oh no.

"At least I'm not in a sonic roleplay discord server "

"Oh shut up you literally main Hu tao and throw a fit when anyone brings a healer to a domain"

"I know you're not talking shit right now you Childe main, didn't you actually cry when the Ayato banner came?"

"Didn't you lie to your mom just to get money for the Diluc skin?"

"Yeah and so did you for the fortnite battle pass!"

"You literally kin naegi-"

You have to do something, you're 99% sure they forgot you're in the room and if you let them be they'll reveal things you don't wanna know.

"Okay that's enough" you said sternly, standing up to add an advantage to your intimidation roll.

Well whether you failed or not, it was more than enough to get them to remember they're not talking in a voice call rn but in real life.

In a milliseconds, guilty puppy eyes surrounded you as they attempted to salvage what's left of their innocent facade.

"We're sorry we didn't mean to yell." said Falco as he tried to hide his face behind his oversized sticky IPad, apparently the only actual kid in the bunch who felt guilty.

The rest of them just avoided eye contact with you.

You sat back down, attempting to think of a way to get them back on the same page, having a vague knowledge of the titles they mentioned.

They seemed to at least forget about roblox which is good, you didn't wanna pay for that lie today although you had a feeling it might come back to bite you soon.

Reiner wasn't big on video games, he much preferred active hobbies like sports or calming ones like knitting or baking.

Leaving you with your work laptop.

"Do you know flash games?" You were answered with their confused faces.

12:28pm the rise.

"So I can just serve them a burger with nothing but lettuce and mayo and they'd still give me money." Said Udo with a very concerning happy smile.

"Make sure to burn his burger too" added Gabi sitting next to him.

Zofia and Falco, who just finished their turn with perfect scores, seemed content with watching the other two be an absolute menace to the customers.

1:06pm

"No, I wanna be fire girl"

"You keep jumping into water puddles! You're water boy shush.

2:56pm

"Why would Elsa even have glass in her feet that doesn't make sense"

You quickly made them close that game.

4:20pm

The doorbell rings, and you go quickly to answer it. Taking the food from the delivery guy as you make your way back to where the 4 of them were having a rock paper scissor tournament to decide on who picks the movie.

You ended up winning and picked your favourite one, halfway through you noticed how they all were fast asleep.

Getting up and pausing the film, you carefully move each of them to the main bedroom.

5:00pm

"And they had lunch after, they did seem kinda sad for not being able to play outside because of the snow." you said as you typed away at your laptop, making sure none of them installed a roblox on it or something. "But it cheered them up when I agreed to rate their roblox avatars."

"That's good, did you have lunch too baby? You must be exhausted by now. Again I'm really sorry for leaving you alone in all of this." Came Reiner's voice from your phone speaker.

Your typing paused, you do miss him.

With some encouragement and reassurance from his end, you ended up spilling your worries and troubles to him. He listened to you vent with the occasional comforting words.

Colt's shift ends today around 6pm, so the both of you had a whole two hour to talk to each other to your hearts' content.

#aot #aot x reader #snk #aot x y/n #reiner x reader #Reiner 🕯#kiddo gang🕯#aot fluff #fluff

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#naley #naley headers #one tree hill #one tree hill headers #haley james scott #haley james scott headers #nathan scott #nathan scott headers #headers

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Wet Sock 2x03: Parent-Child Bonding in the My Immortal Dimension

Season One / 2x01 / 2x02

“What the hell is this place?” Misp said, shielding their eyes against the cold winds.

“Bestie did you not read the title of this episode?” Rad said, pointing to the header on the post. “This is the My Immortal Dimension, the darkest and most evil corner of the multiverse.”

The bleak, goth valley spread out below them. The clouds were raven black with purple streaks and red tips, and the few fivers were choked with pink fishnets. Trees held racks of Hot Topic clothing, and flocks of limpid tears sheltered in their branches. The moans of condemned self-inserts sold to One Direction echoed across the realm.

“We should be fine, as long as we steer clear of any goths, Amy Lee lookalikes, people related to Gerard Way, that fucking hottie, or any wandering ANs,” Rad said, whipping out a thingy of red eyeshadow. She applied it, and handed it to Misp. “Here. Disguises will keep us safe.”

Rad and Misp descended into the valley, warily watching the skies for danger. The first hour was mostly uneventful, and for a moment Misp wondered if this really was the most dangerous realm in the multiverse.

After they climbed over a pile of combat boots, something shrieked behind them. A goth stood in the snow behind them, pointing a pale hand at Misp’s feet.

“PREP!!!! PREP!!!!” the goth screamed, its finger trembling. Rad looked down, and saw Misp was wearing Crocs.

“Sweet shit nugs Misp, why’d you bring your fucking Crocs?” Rad groaned. The goth started running towards them, red nails glinting.

“Gimme a sec,” Misp said, turning the Crocs to sport mode. “Alright, let’s get da heck out of here.”

Misp and Rad ran into the Hot Topic Woods, the goth trampling through the t-shirts behind them. After about an hour, the sounds of horror film shrieks and MCR guitar riffs faded into silence.

“We’re almost there,” Rad said, walking to the top of a rise. Across the next valley, there was a huge, black tower that pierced the multicolored clouds. The only thing standing between them and UWU Enterprises was a huge herd of ANs (AN: if you don’t know what AN stands for, get da heck outa here!).

The hulking, globular masses spouting cringy, misspellled messages instantly noticed the two beings at the top of the hill.

“Whos dat hotie?” the nearest AN grumbled, oozing up the slope towards Rad and Misp. Several began to follow the first one, and in moments they were completely surrounded. Rad and Misp stood back to back, hope almost completely lost.

“Well shit,” Rad said, shrugging and putting her hands up like the emoji thing in her profile pic.

“There’s only one way to defeat a being that cringy,” Misp said, whipping out the copy of Homestuck. “Be... cringier.”

Misp opened Homestuck, the cringe blinding the flocking ANs, guttural screams rising from the depths of their goo. Light reflecting off the pages of Homestuck set their moist bodies ablaze.

“Let’s get da heck outta here! Ma eyes are burning!” they shrieked, melting into the fog. Misp held the book out in front of them, cutting a path through the valley.

Finally, Rad and Misp hobbled up to the steps of UWU Enterprises. There was a tiny window at the base of the tower, with a fanart drawing of Hatsune Miku standing inside.

“Uwu~<3″ the attendant giggled. “What brings you to UWU Enterprises?”

“We’re here to speak to Y/N, you snot rag,” Rad said, wiping off a bit of AN goo left on her forehead. “Now let us in, or we’ll--

“OWO” the attendant said. “I see. (´・ω・｀) you must here to post bail for That Beluga and The Last Flying Fuck.”

A door appeared next to the attendant. “ÕwÕ <3 ~* ^u^ right this way!”

TO BE CONTINUED

#wet sock #wet sock season two

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