#kindaaaaaa

[pelaajanifta]

torturing myself in procreate again. drew our favorite boys.

[sunsburns]

kindaaaa need to take steve harrington in that back of that van and make him forget abt nancy….

[kathegoose]

drew this a tad ago but was too much of a foolish coward to post it but i have posted worse here so this is ok👍👍👍

[glitradora]

Do we think Chris is still filming based on those quotes from the article? 👀

Not gonna lie I need to keep him.

Just have super medic John come back and save him, just like the others. I'll even let John stay on for a redemption as well, fuck it why not!

Let robron stay with their new spouses just to spite and piss off the other, but keep Kev happy and ALIVE!

I'm not on the vibe of Robron staying with their new spouse ghfdjsa

BUT I do vibe with both a John redemption (I want more Sugdens!) and keeping Kev (He keeps the last name in the divorce. He said I'm a Sugden now you can't get rid of me! Vic is MY sister too.)

[stupidhany]

Uhh post of smth old art stuff that im gonna upload before yall get redesign whiplash cause i kinda changed how i draw him

Bonus some old doodle when I felt bored

[write-with-will]

I simply must ask about the dragons lol. What do they look like? Are they intelligent? Do they have magic?

tagging @mk-writes-stuff bc they also sent in an ask abt the dragons :3

TW FOR DESCRIPTIONS OF ANIMAL(dragon? fantasy animal?) CRUELTY/DEATH

OKAY OKAY SO

In WITTTAL, the only way to acquire magic is by killing dragons and using their remains to cast spells (according to laws and the king and such, at least). Runes are carved into their bones, painted on altars in their blood, etc. The exact logistics of it very from region to region. There's actually a point where Rowan and Cas run into this cult that sacrifices dragons to the sun god with the belief that He is the one who grants them magic in return (i really need to give them a name smh T-T). It's brutal, it's gory, but it's the way things are. It's just a 'fact of life'.

Until Rowan comes along.

He always idolized mages, found magic to be this incredible, wonderous thing. But as soon as he learned about the details, shit happens, he runs away, a snowstorm comes, and he gets trapped in a cave trying to find shelter. That cave belongs to a dragon, an injured dragon. whom he could've easily killed and finally become a mage. But he didn't, he couldn't.

He bandages the dragon up, stays with it until it heals. And in return? it shows him how to do magic. He doesn't really get it at first, and it takes him a while to learn how to do it, but he does eventually. basically, dragons shed their scales when they feel safe, and those scales can be used to cast spells. They have drawbacks of course (chronic exhaustion, the scales losing their magic after extended use, etc), but its better than the alternative! Hey! You don't have to kill em! Does anybody know or care?

Nope! :3

OKAY NOW THAT THE GROSS SAD STUFF IS OUT OF THE WAY LETS TALK ABOUT HOW DRAGONS ARE BASICALLY JUST BIG SCALY KITTENS :DDDDDDD

They are intelligent, but only to the point where like dogs and wolves are, yk? They can hunt and communicate with each other somewhat and do magic themselves (somewhat) but they can't go up and have a conversation with you about the weather.

They're like... a mix of birds and cats. They need to preen their scales like birds do, but they act like giant cats. Mistrusting, doesn't really like people, but they will be all over you if you make them feel safe.

The life cycle is a bit awkward--they're super small in juvenile years, about the size of a modern day eagle (fun fact! Rowan wears a falconry glove most of the time because he learned the hard way that baby dragon talons are SHARRRRRPPPPPPPP), and SUPER BIG when fully grown.

There are different 'breeds' that reside in different areas of the world: ones that reside in snowy regions whose scales are more equipped to the cold, wet climate; fish-like ones that reside in the temperate seas near the coastal colonies, etc etc etc.

Tl;dr: dragons are silly lil guys who people kill bc they're too stupid to realize that they can just.... let them shed.

Thanks so much for the ask and and the yapping opportunity! Feel free to ask followup questions if any of this wasn't clear lol

@vesanal @xunfix-writes @gay-hoe-boy @thebookishkiwi @inspirationallybored @corinneglass @sunflowerrosy @seastarblue @seafloor509 @the-ellia-west @ark-inkweaving @leahnardo-da-veggie @adhdalex15 @ifmasonbasonwasawriter @carb0n-m0n0xide

[royallykt]

i was scared to fall, but i feel safe with you

Synopsis: Crosshair has anxiety after the batch settle down on Pabu. Hunter is there for him. Warnings: Anxiety, anxiety attack (not graphic nor bad) Please don't read if you feel you'll be triggered. Take care of yourself! Word count: 866 Prompt(s): "You're here. You're safe." / Late night beach walks / "It's too early for this." Read on Ao3

Pabu. To the locals it was home, a nice place most had lived their whole lives on. To the clones, it was safety, a promise away from war and its horrors. 

But even though it was quiet and peaceful, it was almost too peaceful. Or at least that's what Crosshair's mind screamed at night. 

Anxiety, Tech would say. The anticipation that something bad was going to happen even in a place deemed safe. Tech explained that since he went from Republic to Empire to Tantiss and then was dropped into Pabu life, there wasn't a slow ease into peaceful life. None of the batch had a 'slow' ease but it was slower than Crosshair. While he was skeptical of the reasoning, Tech was usually right. 

In the batch's home, you could practically hear every rustle without needing Hunter's enhanced senses. Crosshair hated it. 

When he was a cadet, he cursed the rainstorms on Kamino. The loud thunder, bright flashes of lightning, the rolling waves, it all kept him awake most nights. 

They weren't too far from the beach, in fact Omega went down there with Batcher every morning, but the crashing ocean waves were too faint to be soothing. 

Finally having enough of tossing and turning, Crosshair tossed his blanket to the side and got up. He tiptoed across the house and quietly slipped on his shoes before leaving and making his way down to the beach. 

It was late, the moon long since set. The dark was far from comforting but being able to see the stars made it a little better. He trudged to the docks, finding the extra one that didn't have a boat tied to it. The former sniper sat down at the end, left hand gripping the wood and right arm in his lap. 

Crosshair felt phantom tremors in his right 'hand'. It annoyed him to no end. His heart fluttered and his arm came up to rub his chest. Now that he was thinking about it, his breathing hadn't slowed since he sat. It was shallow and fast. 

He scooted back, pulling his knees to his chest and wrapping his arms around them, dropping his head onto his knees and tried to breathe. 

Footsteps quietly made their way towards him, the wood making them louder than they should've been. Crosshair recognized the gait, how could he not? He'd heard it enough through his life, there's no chance of forgetting it. 

The footsteps stopped next to him before slight shuffling told him that they had sat down. Crosshair took a sharp breath in, blowing it out slowly. 

"You know," The husky voice spoke up, "Tech says to breathe slowly in and out."

"Works better out." Crosshair said, not quite a snap but terse. Hunter huffed, whether it was in annoyance or amusement, Crosshair couldn't tell. 

This wasn't the first time this has happened and it definitely won't be the last. It's always Hunter that comes to find him, either already awake or woken by someone moving around the house. 

"How'd you do it?" Crosshair asks, voice small. 

Hunter never thinks about their age order. He acts like the parent, the leader, the oldest. Wrecker and Tech, by all stereotypes, do often act like middle children, responsible but chaotic at times. But with Crosshair, he matured quickly and even others didn't guess that he was the youngest. Not by much, but still the youngest. 

Hearing Crosshair's voice small, afraid, made the older brother instinct in Hunter activate. 

"Well, to be honest, I don't know. It takes time. And I know that's not really what you want to hear, but it's the truth. It’s too early to know how long it’ll take for you." Hunter said, carefully putting a hand on Crosshair's shoulder so as not to scare him. The contact helped, softening the tension in his muscles. Actions, Crosshair’s love language, both giving and receiving. 

"I don't..." Crosshair started, taking another breath in, this time slower, and exhaling just as slow, looking up at his brother, "I can't relax. It's been so long since we've had an assignment, I feel like at any moment we'll be called to the next fight."

Hunter moved his hand from his shoulder to his back, rubbing small circles across his upper back. "It's okay. You're safe now. You're here, on Pabu, and it's safe.”

Crosshair just huffed, dropping his head down to his knees again. Hunter continued the circles but stayed silent. 

Truth was, they had this conversation several times. Hunter was prepared for the lash outs and harsh words with a venom tone and soft eyes. He wasn't prepared for Crosshair to lean into his side, curling up like a cadet and putting his ear to Hunter’s chest to listen to his heartbeat. 

The older clone just adjusted, his hand going from his back to his shoulder, holding him close. Whether it was from coming down from an anxiety high or just the late hour, Crosshair found himself nuzzling close and closing his eyes.

The ocean waves lapped below in a soft crash, the breeze blowing foliage in whispers, and the rise and fall as two clones breathed the sweet scent of Pabu. Of safety.

hehe hiiii

so i wasn't really planning to join in this year. tbh i was just going to read from the sidelines and participate in the polls.

but the writer bug bit me so i started writing and wrote this in an hour...

i can't wait to write for the other prompts!! (i might go for super overachiever this year 👀)

@summer-of-bad-batch @summer-of-bad-batch-reblogs hi kyber!!! so excited for a second year of bad batch writings!!! 💜

[aro-simp]

Assassin's Creed HTTYD/Fury Dragon AU (i'm gonna call this Fury AU for now)

wanted to talk abizt this very dear AU of mine for ages so here we goooo

The General Idea:

Dragons (namely night and light furies... it's just them. only fury dragons here sorry) exist within the Assassin's Creed universe! They're considered remains of the Isu, and are a central part of Assassin life/culture, which considers them to be symbols of freedom.

The Templars are generally against dragons, and their teachings include the idea that dragons are inherently harmful and must be eradicated. Because of this the dragons are generally held in secret by the Assassins, many hideouts thus also functioning as dragon sanctuaries, and natural dragon sanctuaries doubling as possible hideouts.

Dragons and Assassin culture

Assassins who are born into the brotherhood are usually raised alongside dragons, or parents may take in a hatchling in hopes of bonding with their child.

"Bonding" is a major aspect of draconian assassin culture. There is no clear line as to what defines a bond, but generally a dragon and human are considered bonded once the dragon let itself be tamed and has been given a name by its human. More conservative members of the brotherhood consider only initiates, who have bonded with a dragon, full assassins.

Bonds are not necessarily lifelong, but it is generally frowned upon to try and bond with multiple dragons, or pick up a new bond after ones dragon died.

Many young assassins, or new initiates, try to bond with Light Furies, since those bonded to Light Furies were historically considered to make for better Master Assassins. A somewhat outdated view on things, that frequently leads to confrontation. While there is no official ruling against Night Furies doing field work, it is still fairly rare to encounter them during actual "front line" missions.

A little note on dragons genes in this AU: Night Lights do not exist, Night- and Light Furies do frequently breed together but their hatchlings are just either Night- or Light Furies.

Important dragons to know about

These are the dragons I already came up with for several AC characters :) I only have visual representations of the Light Furies cause I couldn't find a decent Night Fury base, but hopefully I'll make more edits (+ art) in the future! I used the standard female light fury model for all, regardless of gender.

These are Dusk- and Dawnchaser, Alataïr's and Kadar's dragons respectively. They are twins. They are both very protective over their humans, to the point that they're fairly dangerous even to well meaning friends.

Malik bonded with a Night Fury named Plainsworm, who lost his tail fin while trying to protect Malik in Solomon's Temple.

Then there's Flare, Ezio's dragon. She is a fierce fighter, and more often than not was in charge of keeping young Ezio out of danger. She's very intelligent and can easily express herself in nearly humanlike manners.

Windborne, formerly named Moonhawk, was Duncan Walpole's dragon up until his death, after which she quickly warmed up to Edward and hardly ever left his side. Windborne lost her parents early and grew up with little contact to other dragons, and thus developed "strange habits". She is of a very anxious character, and strongly prefers swimming and diving over flying.

Sheath, a very old dragon, formerly bonded to Achilles, then bonded to Ratonhnhaké:ton. They're more or less the "grizzly mentor" of dragons, tho after years of battles they've softened up and are much more friend and companion, than weapon.

Haytham bonded to a Night Fury he named Starbane, making him one of the few Templars who ever came in close contact with a dragon (and didn't immediately kill it).

Macehunter, Desmond's dragon. Desmond bonded with her when they were both still children, but over the years grew more and more reluctant to actually spend time with her, seeing her as part of the whole assassin life he'd rather leave behind. Macehunter is a very patient and loyal dragon, albeit fairly lazy. She loves to take a nap whenever possible, and spends days lying next to the animus, watching Desmond, and sleeping.

Macehunter has two Night Fury sisters, Shadelock and Beartongue, who bonded with Rebecca and Shaun respectively. Both are also fairly patient dragons.

Shadelock is nearly always decked out in some sort of mechanical gear Rebecca is screwing around with, tho she seems to have quite a lot of fun at shaking off her new "armor" or kicking over whatever cups she can find.

Beartongue has a fable for hoarding things, all type of things, fairly often that includes Becca's tools and Shaun's papers. She seems to be capable of understanding certain words, and has started her own game of sorts of hiding whatever seems to be of the most importance right now and will wait until someone starts searching for it, at which she'll pull it out and present it as if she just found it.