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Sweet Seals For You, Always
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Not today Justin
Misplaced Lens Cap
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we're not kids anymore.
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occasionally subtle
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someone needs to chain me to the wall.
this is superior humor
I have some to add:
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I hope you enjoy
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Everybody (Backstreet’s Back) but the “Yeah"s and “Alright"s are really unenthusiastic
Quick question what exactly was the 90s
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New Master Lists!
Hello everyone! So, if you saw my post a few weeks ago, you’d know that some asshat reported my blog as NSFW. Due to this, I had to reconfigure my ENTIRE Master List which had all the stories on it. This was 7 years of hard work suddenly ruined all due to one person deciding to be the asshole of the century. Who does that to someone’s hard work? So, whoever you are, I hope you eat shit, step on a Lego, and fall into a vat of vomit.
HOWEVER!!! The asshat will NOT prevail! Thanks to @s-kinnaly and @mrneighbourlove, I was able to put together an even better Master List! Or should I say, Master Lists! Now, it’s all categorized for an easier viewing! We have 4 new tabs for you to enjoy! It has been categorized by what I wrote myself, what @mrneighbourlove and I wrote together, what @mrneighbourlove wrote himself, and now, a new feature that is fanfics of my Zelgan works!
Please enjoy!!! And, as always, please, please, please REBLOG the fics!!!! This helps us as authors and artists get more exposure!!! Thank you all for being patient and so kind over the years!!! Love you all!!!
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Una Dragmire
“Covarog?” Una called out as she entered the infirmary. “Ralnor said you needed my assis–”
Una sighed deeply in exhaustion upon seeing not only Covarog but her brother-in-law, Vidar, as well, bruised and bleeding from head to toe, sitting on the beds awaiting the youngest of the Dragmires to assist. Covarog laughed sheepishly upon seeing his younger sister enter.
“Hey Una–” Covarog started before being interrupted by Una’s glare.
“Don’t “Hey Una” me! This is the fifth time you’ve come to me asking for my help!” Una scolded. “Honestly big brother, why must your sparring sessions go overboard? This is just like the time Uncle Malik dared you to piss off the Cuccos”
“You said you wouldn’t bring that up again” Covarog blushed, embarrassed and traumatized by that event.
Covarog had scars glistening from his neck down to his chest. There were traces of dark bruising on his arms and lower torso, evidence of three broken fingers (on each hand) and a lovely black eye to decorate his face.
She then turned her attention to Vidar.
“And You!” She pointed a finger at Kanisa’s husband. “I know for damn sure Kanisa would not appreciate you coming out of sparring sessions looking like….well this!”
Vidar looked worse for wear following Covarog’s example, his forehead was bleeding, his nose broken, his right arm looked dislocated accompanied by a broken thumb.
“She’s seen worse…” Vidar stated.
“I’m sure Vidar. And how exactly did that pan out for you?” Una raised an eyebrow at the Northener.
Vidar took Una’s words to heart. The last time he came to Kanisa in this state, it nearly made his poor wife faint. Not to mention the constant hovering that came from Kanisa afterwards. Not that he complained mind you.
“Una please calm down. We came to you because you’re one of the best healers we have” Covarog reasoned.
“No, you came to me so that Zarazu wouldn’t scold you into oblivion” Una corrected. “You came to me in the hopes that if I make your wounds magically disappear, all will be well”
“Please Una” Vidar begged the young Dragmire. “I don’t want Kanisa’s disapproval”
Una looked at her brother-in-law and noticed how hopeless and sad he looked. With a defeated sigh, she quickly got to work on Vidar and started getting out her medical equipment.
“Because this is your first and last incident Vidar, I will help” Una smiled. “But it better not happen again, got it? I can only do so much”
Vidar nodded with a grunt.
Covarog sighed in relief.
“Thank you Una–”
“Not you. I was talking to him” Una stated as she was cleaning up Vidar’s head wound. “You want my help? You tell Zarazu everything”
“But come now Una, this will be the very-
“-last time? Where have I not heard that before?” Una mulled over as she pretended to think.
“Una! Please!” Covarog begged.
“Big Brother, Zarazu is your wife. The worse thing she can do is tell you to sleep on the couch”
“You know as well as I, that is the weakest punishment she could give” Covarog pouted.
“Oh come now, must a King act this way?” Una laughed at her brother’s despair.
Despite Zarazu being shorter than him, she had one hell of an attitude when it came to dealing with Covarog’s health, mental or physical. And may Din help her Big brother if he neglected it without telling his wife.
“Big brother, just resign to your fate and make it up to her later. I’m sure it won’t be that bad” Una encouraged him before attempting to fix Vidar’s arm.
…
KNOCK KNOCK
Two heavy thuds against the door woke Una up in the middle of the night.
“Who in Nayru…” Una moaned as she slowly made her way to the door.
Two more thuds banged against her door before she finally opened it.
“This better be a good–Covarog?”
In front of her was her Big Brother his massive build covered with wraps and bandages, dark circles under his eyes, his hair messy and uneven. In his hand was a blanket and pillow and three little children held onto his exterior fully awake and attempting to play with their father.
“Una…Help me….” Covarog slurred in exhaustion.
“AUNTY UNA!” The twins screamed in enjoyment as they swung from their father’s arms.
“Hi Aunty Una” Zahirog mumbled as he held onto his father’s leg.
Una had to stop herself from laughing. It seemed Zarazu was ruthless.
“Come on in” Una smiled as she ushered her poor brother towards her couch before putting her attention on the kids.”Alright, who wants a hot chocolate?”
The kids nodded their heads in excitement as they let go of their father.
“Go wait in the kitchen then and I’ll be there soon” Una instructed before ushering them into the direction of her small kitchen.
“You need anything big brother?” Una asked.
There was no response as Covarog was already on her couch snoring away not even caring that the blanket was on the ground. Una giggled at her brothers misfortune before placing the blanket on his sleeping form.
“Sweet dreams Big Brother” She smiled before heading off to the kitchen to deal with her niece and nephews.
A day in the life of Una Dragmire
MORNING
5:35AM
Una - So, is there a reason why you ushered me into my office at 5 in the morning?
Ralnor - Forgive me for waking you up, young sister. I’m currently interrogating a suspect in our dungeons and he’s proven to be…uncooperative.
Una - (Sigh) You know how I feel about…this.
Ralnor - I would not have woken you up if it wasn’t important.
Una - Ralnor…
Ralnor - Do you have knowledge about the drug going around in the lower slums of Hyrule?
Una - Angel Dust? Yes. It inhabits the user to dangerously hallucinate and lose control of their senses making them believe that they are flying. Hence the name, Angel Dust.
Ralnor - I found one of the people responsible for putting this disgusting drug on our streets.
Una - That’s good. I’m glad you were able to apprehend him. My question though, is why do you need my help? Why not ask Covarog for his assistance?
Ralnor - Because i overheard from one of my agents that you have a serum that will not allow the patient to fall unconscious, even under times of great stress.
Una - Ralnor! That serum isn’t even ready! I haven’t even tested it yet and still don’t know if it’s harmful…you don’t care, do you?
Ralnor - Una, I need that serum.
Una - Give me a reason. A good reason for me to give you that serum.
(A small silence before Ralnor nods to himself)
Ralnor - Because Ukuri gave me a sample of Angel Dust when she came home from her friend’s house yesterday. Apparently, the same man i have in the dungeons at this moment, tried to trick my daughter into thinking that they were sweets.
(Another small silence ensues before Una opens a draw at her desk)
Una - Let me know if the serum checks out. Tell me of the patient’s symptoms and call me immediately if anything goes wrong.
Ralnor - You don’t want him to die?
Una - With these new facts presented to me, i don’t really care how, where or when he decides to move on to the afterlife. I’m just saying if he decided to give up so easily when you still need answers…
Ralnor - To call for your assistance.
Una - Exactly.
Ralnor - Thank you Una. I’ll keep you updated.
(Ralnor starts to leave.)
Una - Ralnor? Is Ukuri ok?
Ralnor - Shaken up, but Cass has managed to distract her from the incident. She’s a smart girl, she knows not to accept anything from strangers but she often heard rumor of the drug itself and gave me a detailed description of the suspect that we now have in lockup. If anything, this has bought us even closer to shutting this drug ring down for good.
Una- She’s a brave girl. To be able to keep her cool while also remembering every detail of the suspect. So grown up, just like her father I guess.
Ralnor - I agree, but for now I would like to keep her as she is. Before, she grows up.
Una - Tell her to come by here anytime. I know about her love and thirst for knowledge, she definitely got that from you and Cass.
(Ralnor chuckles deeply)
Ralnor - I’ll be sure to let her know.
7:48AM
Corsaire - Hey, if it ain’t the little spitfire herself.
Una - Oh Captain, my captain. What brings you here?
Corsaire - Oh nothing, just wanted to hang out with my favorite Dragmire sister.
Una - Uh-huh. That charm and wit would have worked on Orana, but I’m not gullible. What did you do this time?
Corsaire (Chuckles nervously) - What makes you say that?
Una - Captain, you wouldn’t have forgotten a certain date did you?
Corsaire - I would never! And for you to accuse me of such a thing-
Una - You forgot about your wedding anniversary today, didn’t you?
Corsaire - Forgot is such a strong word to use, Una.
Una - Moronic is also a strong word. Would you like me to plan your funeral?
Corsaire (Chuckles nervously) - You make it sound like my wife is gonna kill me.
Una - You said it, not me.
Corsaire - Crap, you’re right! What am i gonna do? Tell the truth?
Una - A noble choice. A quick death, but i’ll certainly respect your decision.
Corsaire - I could hide out on the ship?
Una - You seem to be forgetting that your wife knows more about you than you do.
Corsaire - Heheh, your point spitfire?
Una - She knows where you’ll be and if she can’t find you, she’ll ask your crew.
Corsaire - My crew would never…Actually you have a point.
Una - Bear with me a moment.
(Una ducks behind her desk and gets out a beautiful gift basket wrapped with a red silk bow)
Una - Lorleidian Caramel chocolates, The best Hyrulian wine rupees can buy, A giant fur coat from the north, a map that will guide you to the best view in Hyrule and I’ve already booked a table for two for the most prestigious restaurant in the city.
(Silence ensues, as she pushes the gift onto Corsaire)
Corsaire (visibly shaken) - Una?
Una - Your welcome Captain. You owe me though, ok?
(Una gets up and starts pushing Corsaie to the door)
Corsaire (Stuttering) - Wait, wait! But…how did you…what did you…
Una - Now, now. Just do me a favor and have fun with my sister. I’ll look after the kids tonight so you don’t have to worry. Have a good time Captain!
(Una closes the door on an ever confusing Corsaire. Una then turns towards her curtain drapes)
Una (Sighs) - Were all those gifts really necessary Orana?
Orana (Reveals herself from her hiding spot) - He forgot the day we got married. Of course, I had to set it all up for him!
Una - The coat, the chocolates, the wine-
Orana - So I had a me day! Who doesn’t have a me day?
Una - And the restaurant?
Orana - ….
Una - Big sis…
Orana - It was a 5 month wait. Hey what’s with all these questions? Aren’t you on my side?
Una - Hey, I am on your side. But in his defense, he was gonna make it up to you and tell you the truth anyway.
Orana - Yeah, I heard. I still would’ve throttled him though, regardless.
Una (Dumbfounded) - I have no words. I don’t know how you two do it.
Orana - Love comes in many forms baby sis. You’ll know when you get to my age. See you later!
(Orana leaves the office with a happy whistle)
Una (Sits down at her desk) - I know you’re there Captain.
Corsaire (lifts himself up from the window) - I KNEW IT! SHE SET THE WHOLE THING UP!
Una - I really do wonder how you survived your marriage.
Expecting
So @s-kinnaly‘s Kanisa and Vidar are just so lovely, I feel compelled to keep writing them XD
Zarazu and Ba’puu belong to @ridersoftheapocalypse!! :D
This snippet is the first of a few chapters (which are coming soon!) following Vidar’s return to the north, and Kanisa’s discovery of… a little problem.
“I’ll miss you.”
“Me too.”
Kanisa sighed slightly as she looked at her reflection in the mirror, replaying the memory of saying goodbye to Vidar in her head for the millionth time. When he’d kissed her sweetly for the last time before he and Arago departed for the north, she’d had no idea of the impending trouble she was going to be in.
Her gaze left her eyes, and drifted down her reflection to her belly; she was naked, alone in her room, and very nervously, Kanisa lifted her hands to cradle the slight swell of her belly.
She was pregnant.
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Assassins
So here is a little short about @s-kinnaly‘s Zelgan kid Kanisa and Vidar when they are attacked by assassins in the woods. Vidar is forced to reveal his wolf form to her, which he had been intending to keep a secret.
Poor Kanisa - all she wanted to do was go and kiss her hot viking bf in the woods, but then she’s confronted by a bunch of assassins and her boyfriend turning into a horse-sized wolf instead XD
Kanisa bit her lip to supress her excitement, tightening her grip on her reins as they rode through the undergrowth.
“Kanisa…” Vidar’s tone was amused, and she turned to throw a grin over her shoulder at him.
“Shhhh.” She whispered. “We can’t get caught.”
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this is the funniest tweet i’ve seen in months bye
these are all the geek equivalents of Lovecraft’s Cat’s Name
his cats name couldn’t be that bad!!!! it’s a cat, what’s the worst name?
i am wrong, what the fuck
gumball snaps and kills james charles
god i know this website will call literally anything feral but this man really did embody the spirit of a rabid animal
I CANNOT BELIEVE POP TEAM EPIC ACTUALLY DID THIS
@jewtual
Trying to find your friend’s bathroom... 🚽 (W/ @cool-moves-bro)
"KUPO!? DON'T HURT POOKA KUPO!! POOKA CUTE AND CUDDLY KUPO!!" Pooka screamed out in alarm as he tried to fly away quickly from the scary targonian, dodging spears left and right. Then again, it would be been easier to talk him down if he wasn't holding onto Pantheons helmet making him out to be a thief.
He had more important things to deal with that chase this strange spirit thing. Lunging into the air he smashed his shield into the creature sending it hurtling down towards the ground bellow.
Landing right above it his feet shattered the ground as he made contact with the soil again. His spear was rammed right next to the neck of the creature before he swooped down and snatched the helmet out of his hands.
“Try that again creature and I will send you to the afterlife.”
With that he turned and began to walk off, wondering what in Targons name that strange creature was, likely some sort of vastayan.
Pooka laid in the dirt, his head pounding with pain. What a scary human he was to even hurt someone as cute and cuddly as him. But then he remembered what he learned from @blue-eyes-barbarian and stood up firm and strong wincing in pain facing the back of the man who struck him down.
"Pooka will get stronger kupo. And then Pooka will strike you down kupo-po" Pooka swore as he could feel the magicks building up inside him, dangerously reaching past his limit that a bright aura surrounded him.
Just a few sketches I got done ❤❤
snow flower
This was inspired by a couple of songs and I honestly hadn’t mean for it to turn out like this but it did? There are definitely mistakes here and there but I tried my best to fix them. I probably overlooked a few. That aside, fun fact: I have yet to see Aquaman on the big screen. Why? Because it has yet to premiere here in Japan and I really, really cannot wait to watch it. I hope you enjoyed this! Don’t worry, there aren’t any spoilers (obviously lol).
p/s: I also have yet to watch YJ Outsiders so I’m really forward to watching those soon!
It didn’t matter anymore. You are tired of always feeling like this: desolate and bereft, always longing and waiting. You haven’t always felt like this though. There was a time where you actually felt happy, content and satisfied. It first appeared when Arthur came late during date nights (the two of you made a promise to always have a date night once a week), which you honestly didn’t really mind as much until it kept on happening to the point where Arthur stood up multiple of times. (The looks the waiter or waitress that happened to serve you that night burned into your mind).
You aren’t aware of when this had started exactly for you always had this thought that the relationship you have with Arthur is going well. It was merely wishful thinking because Arthur continued to prove you wrong as the days pass: it went from Arthur standing you up on date nights to giving you poorly made up excuses about why he was gone for half of those times or why he would always come to your (shared) apartment so very late in the night (or early in the morning), with his hair damp and using a shampoo that is ultimately not his because it smells just a tad bit too feminine, by the time he slides in the bed beside you. (It almost makes you feel sick).
You didn’t actually want to believe it – what girl ever does? You have had your suspicions but despite your copious efforts in trying to prepare yourself for the inevitable, you are really not prepared at all. Perhaps, in theory, you probably had everything down to the T but when it came to actually be seeing it, with your own pair of eyes, that was the time when you understand just how painful it is to be very in love. Especially when the one you love to the moon and back and then some is perhaps in love with someone else.
Not far from where you are standing, Arthur has his arms around this pretty bombshell of a lady with beautiful fiery hair. Although you actually cannot see it from where you are standing, from the way she also has her arms around him and the way their heads are tilted towards each other, they are probably kissing, and it hurts. It hurts to see the two of them together like that so you left without looking back at all.
Arthur stretches his arms above his head. “Thanks for today,” He mutters to Mera who nods her head. “I doubt I would have been able to find this without your help.” Arthur opens his palm and the corner of his lips lift up the slightest bit upon seeing the serpentine he had found while on his expedition with Mera.
Mera gives him a small smile. “I never thought I would actually see the day where you would be this soft.” She explains, looking away from Arthur to look at the sea. “She is lucky to have you.” Mera couldn’t help the slight hurt from showing on her face but she had been too late, and Arthur is too madly in love with you to even be looking in her direction.
Arthur scoffs, making Mera look at him in confusion. “I’m the one that’s lucky to have her.” He really is. Arthur feels really bad for all the times he had stood you up during date nights but that is no longer going to happen. He closes his palm once more, making sure to put the Serpentine carefully in his pocket.
“Yeah, I suppose so.” Mera agrees softly. “You ought to go. Isn’t today one of your date nights?” Mera reminded him and Arthur nods his head. “I think I will take a walk, familiarize myself with the area.”
Arthur nods his head once again. “You do that.” The two of them exchange a few more words and after he sees Mera off, Arthur takes off towards the safe house Bruce Wayne had prepared for him. He is going to take this chance to make it all up to you and explain everything to you.
It took Arthur over an hour to get everything ready – since he had found the Serpentine, Arthur managed to cut the rock nicely to fit the ring he had made for you (trying to take your finger’s measurement while you had been asleep had been tough because you kept stirring slightly whenever he tried). Once he was showered and dressed, Arthur picked up the ring box – he also made this box from one of the shells he had found on the sea bed – and made his way to the closest florist shop because Arthur recalls just how much you adore getting flowers and Arthur knows it has been a while since he gave you any bouquet.
“Give me your finest flowers.” Arthur states once he reaches the counter. He fumbles with the box of ring in his pocket.
“Is this for a special occasion, Sir?”
Arthur glances around the shop before looking back at the florist. “Yes.” He tells him gruffly but when the man continues to stare at him, almost imploringly, Arthur relents. “I… want to propose to my lover tonight so can you please give me your finest flowers? Price doesn’t matter.” Arthur takes out the card Bruce had provided and places it on the counter.
Upon seeing the Wayne Enterprise card on the counter, the florist pales slightly and nods his head. “Right away, Sir.”
It took Arthur almost half an hour after that to get to your apartment. On his way over, Arthur can’t help but think about all the things he needed to say to you and the closer he gets to your apartment, the more he is dreading it. Arthur doesn’t really quite understand the dread that is building in him until he unlocks your door to find your entire apartment pitch black.
“Y/N?” He calls out, swallowing the lump that appeared in his throat as he steps into the apartment, closing the door behind him. He switches on the lights and he frowns. “You asleep?” He walks toward your bedroom and the frown on his face deepens when he notices that your bedroom is dark too. When he switches on the light, his eyes are drawn to how bare the room looks. Granted, he hadn’t been able to come back for the past couple of days but the last time he had been here, Arthur could have sworn your things were all over the place but now… it feels barren to him. “Come on, Y/N. This isn’t funny, babe.”
Arthur doesn’t realize this, but he breaks some of the flowers’ stems as his grip tightens at the many possibilities: what if someone had gone for you while he was gone? What if you had actually tried to reach him but couldn’t? What if you needed him and he wasn’t there? All of these thoughts were swimming in his head until Arthur zones in on the bed.
The closer he gets to the bed, the heavier his feet become – at one point, Arthur even feels like he had been dragging his feet. Right on his side of the bed, you left a frame facing down on his pillow and he gingerly reaches for the frame, hand trembling visibly. When he lifts up the frame, it is a photo of Arthur and you, taken by one of your friends: Arthur has his arm wrapped around your waist and you were laughing, leaning against him. With a twinge in his heart, Arthur notices just how much he misses seeing you laughing so freely. When he makes the move to set aside the frame, his eyes land on the letter and it is right there and then did Arthur realize just how much love hurts.
okay i know we don’t usually reblog fics but omg this fic is well written and amazing!! y’all should read it, it’s definitely worth it!!! -mod soph
@ask-a-moogle-kupo let us continue this from here. ♥
—— “Come on, tell me where you last saw them and we’ll go. I’m sure they left a something, some kind of hint that will help us find them.”
Said goddess confidently, stroking gently Pooka’s head, then stood up, waiting for the response of her new little friend. She hoped they would quickly find his family; she was sorry to think that Pooka misses his brothers and sisters.
Pooka shook his head sadly. Magicks can be a fickle thing if not done correctly, hence how Pooka ended up in this world in the first place.
"Pooka wish it were that easy, kupo. Lady Bellona kind and strong kupo, but Pooka need powerful magicks to summon portal to home, kupo" Pooka explained with a smile.
"Do not be sad, kupo, Pooka strong too! But Pooka would really love to join with Lady Bellona kupo. Lady Bellona must have many stories to share with Pooka, kupo-po!"
"Woahhhhh, kupo! Pooka sense great strength within you, kupo!" Pooka stared in awe.
—— “Sweet, talking animal, and talking with sense. I love you already, Pooka.”
Bellona squatted next to a lovely creature, smiling.
—— “ Where are you from, Pooka? I’ve never seen any like you before, anywhere.”
“Pooka…lost kupo” The moogle sighed, his ears drooping.
“But Pooka ok. Pooka tryna find a way home, kupo. Can Pooka have strong lady’s name, kupo-po?”
Bellona was upset. Poor, lovely creature has lost its way… she had to help him. She leaned her head, smiling and reaching out hand to Pooka to greet.
—— “I am Bellona, the Aspect of War. Nice to meet you, Pooka! You know, I don’t have anything more interesting to do, so we can go looking for your herd… Family… well, I don’t know who you’re looking for, but I can help you find them!”
Pooka glanced back up at Bellona again in shock to hear that she too is an aspect of war but harbours no ill will towards him, like another certain aspect of war he's heard of. Regardless, Pooka's ears popped right back up when she offered her aid.
"Bellona help Pooka get home, kupo? It'll cost a moogle hug, kupo!" Pooka giggled launching himself at her, arms open.
❤❤
As Pooka hugged Bellona with the greatest moogle hug he had given he whispered...
"Pooka appreciate Bellona's help and gladly accepts it, kupo. Thank you, kupo-po"