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[kacklepop]

Bloodymary Fantasy AU

This is my “short” version idea for a BLOODYMARY fantasy AU because I’m figuring out all the details- OKAY LISTEN.

TLDR I just replace all the sci-fi bullshit with magic bullshit and throw everyone in a fantasy world 🫶

Mortal plain: MAIN plain where all the humans live

Fae plain: Secondary plain that runs parallel to the mortal plain where all the eridians live!

Blood god plain: evil pocket dimension run by a blood god where SIMON is from 🙏

GRACE:

-Grace is a very skilled wizard who teaches young magic users after he was removed from the circle of magic after a few VERY disagreeable takes that resulted in a minor public crash out.

He is recruited by this universes “Project Hail Mary” (will def be called smth else) because of a high level magical threat that has been slowly killing and freezing all the living resources on the mortal plain. It is thought to be coming from a spill in the fae plain (which humans have never successfully traversed through and returned alive)

Blah blah blah the wizards are developing a magical portal and a magical ship to get to the other plain and find out how to fix the issue blah blah plot things happen and they end up sending Grace last minute.

He’s the ONLY one who survives through the portal and the spell they cast to put him to sleep fucked up his memory 🙏 there is no way back to the mortal plain 👎 just a magical way to send messages.

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ROCKY:

ROCKY is FROM the fae plain and a fae creature instead of an alien (he looks the same as he does in the movie but with tiny wings LOL. I want the eridians to be more sparkly / based on rocks and also have some moss or flowers growing on them occasionally)

Rocky was sent DEEP into the fae plain (it’s like magical space). it is very dangerous so it’s Rocky with a big crew and the same mission as Grace, to solve the magical rot problem.

At some point his ship is corrupted by this magic and kills all the crew members sleeping in that section of it. So he’s alone until Grace gets there 🙏.

They solve the magical rot problem together and decide to bring Grace to Rocky’s home in the fae plain YAYYYY

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SIMON:

THEN HARD turn because Simon.

He is from the mortal plain like Grace but a separate part of the world. He grows up in a very isolated kingdom that hates outsiders and worships a big central tree, (they manage to grow a tree when they get transported and worship that as their main tree’s successor)

When Simon is a child an EVIL blood god comes through his part of the world and spirits away a BIG chunk of the population to their realm intending to make those people his servants and be used as fodder in a big nasty pool of magic blood (this is the blood ocean)

Everyone either splits off and makes a pact with the blood god (Eden) or rejecting the god and trying to fight back against him to return home (this ends up being the C.O.I) this battle has been going on for decades.

In a battle between Eden and the C.O.I Simon is taken prisoner and tortured and then sent into a magical sub INTO the blood gods ocean in order to collect samples and help the C.O.I in their mission to get home. Blah blah iron lung ass stuff happens big tree explosion and Simon manages to kill the god and this LAUNCHES everyone out of the evil gods plain back to the mortal plain EXCEPT HIM.

He his overshot to the fae plain and lands on the beach of a fae world full of rock people and one human savior.

Simon retains a weird connection to the blood god and is basically a warlock turned sorcerer with some spooky psychic tendencies- but I’ll expand on that some other time !

OKAY UM 🙏 THANK YOU. I want to sketch this out it would make more sense with visuals so let me know if you’re interested in knowing more . It’s a lot but also literally just fantasy bullshit reskin of the sci-fi bullshit 😮‍💨 but i see their designs so clearly in my head

[scribeherself]

I think one of the gentlest things in the world is when a friend just gets your weird little brain. like you say half a sentence and they finish it. you reference something incredibly niche from seven years ago and they’re already nodding. they understand your strange vocabulary for emotions that don’t have real words yet. it’s being seen and known and still loved. maybe especially because you’re known. god. what a gift.

[immaplatypus]

[kacklepop]

Sick DAY 1/2 (FOR MY BLOODYMARY REVERSE AU)

(And for everyone who requested a little sickfic comic)

New human gaslight rocks 👎

[storm-of-feathers]

EVERYONE STOP TELLING ME HOW OLD YOU WERE IN 2008 I DONT WANNA HEAR THAT SHIT

[guessinggames-deactivated-2026-0]

everyone reblog with how old they were in 2008 :)

[gay--dog]

i cant stop saying "im gonna smile" lately its really funny to me. cause saying it that way makes it sound like a threat or something. like fuck if you dont watch out im seriously gonna Smile . im seriously gonna fucking Grin myself

[boxocroco]

GET DOWN, IT'S GOT A GRIN!

[gay--dog]

STAY STILL OR ILL FUCKING GIGGLE

[byjove]

resteraunts will call themselves gastropubs and eateries so they don’t have to spell restarunt

[dapperdonuts]

[byjove]

[kacklepop]

I NEED to give you my take on the Bloodymary reverse au because I LOVE a good reverse AU

SO

Bloodymary reverse AU where Grace is a member of the C.O.I instead of Eden who used to be on their research team but is NOW a teacher to the very few kids they have after an incident ^tm where he disagreed with the rest of his team and presented a CRAZY argument. The C.O.I has run the convict program SO many times with no new results so now they want to try something different. They know a guy, someone without a family, who knows the material, who's very expendable.

Bloodymary reverse AU where Simon grew up in a cult and during a raid by police he killed an officer. As a teenager he was found guilty of manslaughter and nicknamed the butcher by the media. He was slowly rehabilitated and studied engineering in jail and then in school and is so good at it he ended up working in the big leagues, and then working on spaceships. The explosion happened and Simon was there, he was partially responsible and makes a perfect scapegoat. So the choice he's given is go in place of the crew member who died or possibly go back to prison. He tries to choose prison. He never really had a choice.

[kacklepop]

Grace is gonna get the first good nights sleep he’s had in months and Rocky is gonna mandate daily hug time (that turns into sharing a bed) 🚶🏻💨

(FOR MY BLOODYMARY REVERSE AU)

[acollectionofas]

Extremely excellent, very very very autistic quote from Brennan Lee Mulligan:

"Curiosity is love for the world, and when you love something, you want to get to know it more. So when you share facts about crows or pterodactyls or whatever, what you are expressing is gratitude for the ability to exist in and come to understand the beauty of the world around you."

"When you tell someone that you don't like all the crow facts, you're...

"You're actually saying that you hate me. I am my crow facts."

[wolfredwolf]

Is this something?

Reverse Angel AU

[sandersstudies]

I love genuinely innocent “boys will be boys.” Just saw a guy come out of a frat house to poke a pair of jeans they’d left outside - they were frozen solid, and as soon as he confirmed that, like twenty more boys came rushing out of the house going “YOOOOOOOOOO”

[rebelminds]

I heard grunting outside my window the other night and there were four boys struggling to push this giant snowball (like 7 foot diameter) down the sidewalk.

[snarling-through-our-smiles]

I once lost my keys at a frat house.

My drunk ass had actually walked home without them, pounded on my apartment door, gotten let in by my rightfully-disgruntled roommate, and proceeded to pass out on the couch.  Apparently I puked in the toilet before passing out.  I do not remember this part.

The next morning, I schlepped back to the frat house.  I stood there, right in front of the front door.  This was a novel experience for me.  I’d never been at a frat house in broad daylight before.

A boy, presumably, of the house, asked me what I was doing. 

“I lost my keys in here last night,” I called back.  “I was seeing if I could go in and look for them?”

He opened the door and gestured for me to come in.

“Go wherever you want.”

I’d never seen a frat house post-party before.  Wandering up the stairs and through the halls, I was surrounded by hungover and still-drunk frat boys stumbling around in their socks and sandals and gym shorts, seeking out food and showers like moths to a porch light.  A few of them threw puzzled glances my way.  I’m sure they thought I was some post-bacchanalia hallucination.

I entered one room where a boy was drunkenly watching some Old Yeller-esque movie on a tiny TV in the corner of his room from his bed.

“Do you like dog movies?” he asked, voice all mumbly from grogginess and also from the fact that his face was squished against his pillow and half-buried by his blanket.

I told him I did.

He mumbled again, pleased, and asked what I was doing.  I told him I was looking for my keys.

“Sorry, I haven’t seen any keys around here.”

I didn’t doubt him.

Twenty minutes had passed.  I’d searched just about every bedroom and nuclear-waste-dump-site of a bathroom in that house.  I’d given up on ever finding my keys and was prepared to beg my roommates’ forgiveness and get a new set copied.

As I stood there in the hallway, silently bewailing my predicament, a particularly-burly frat boy approached me.

“You need help with something?”

“I lost my keys here last night and I can’t find them, I’ve looked everywhere.”

“What do they look like?  I’ll put it into the group chat.”  He was already pulling out his phone.

No one ever checks a group chat, I thought, but what the hell.  It was worth a shot.  “Um, it’s just a ring of keys.  The keychain is a pink plastic cat, though, like yea big.  Like bright pink, you can’t miss it.”

He nodded, presumably typing this description faithfully into the group chat.

“Alright, I sent the message out.  Good luck.”

And with that, he turned and left.

A few moments later, I heard a distant thundering.  It was coming from upstairs, and it was getting louder and louder.  One assumes that how I felt in that moment was how Simba felt seeing the wildebeest stampede through the ravine as a horde of large young men all thundered down the stairs, making a beeling for me.

“Someone tell the girl!” One of them shouted, faceless in the mob.  “Girl!  Hey, GIRL!!!  We found your keys, girl!!!”

They circled around me.  I hadn’t felt that small since I was maybe eleven years old.  One of them split himself off from the crowd.

“Are these -” he pulled out a ring of keys from his pocket, “your keys?”

And lo, there was the distinctive bright millennial pink cat keychain dangling off the ring.

“Yes,” I whispered.  “Oh my god, yes.”

“EYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!”

The cheer went up.

Turns out he found them in the bathroom upstairs.  I thanked them again profusely.  There was a scattered round of “no problems” and then, just as suddenly as they descended, they all dispersed, like ships in the night.

[gatorfisch]

THIS is boys will be boys

[i-cant-think-of-anything-to-say]

hunting down tumblr posts i see on pinterest part 1128

[no-one-offical]

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[garaks-padded-cell]

I have an absolutely massive russian guy as my driving instructor rn

Whenever i get into his car i have to spend an embarrassing 3 minutes adjusting everything back into clown car proportions so i can fit. Anyways a couple lessons ago he had me do the same route over and over to practice and there was a dead seagull in the middle of the road at one point and to keep correct positioning on the road i was required to drive over its carcass like 19 times just goring this seagull until the 20th lap when my instructor looked at the seagull that now more resembled tomato soup than a bird and said "this time. you spare seagull" and so i did and then he said "incorrect positioning on road"

[garaks-padded-cell]

Artists rendition

[garaks-padded-cell]

I forgot that when i told @peach-crem this over the phone they drew it as worf LMAO

[starlittirade]

He’s just like me fr

He’s doing his little jig amaze amaze

[jovuuu]

Yeah

[foone]

the upside of ADHD is that it makes you a fucking genius

the downside is that you don't get to decide when and for how long you're a genius.

[foone]

Or what you are going to be a genius about.

You have a big work project?

Nah. You're now a genius at making boardgames. For 7 hours.

[unrivalling]

[simons-little-corner]

Seeing people shitting on Mark and telling him to get back to the game fucking hurts. He was happily talking about his special interest! I love listening to people talking about things they love even if I don't know anything about the topic.

As a fellow ND, I know how happy it makes someone to infodump with and talking about a special interest. If you don't like it, THERE'S THE DOOR.

[writearoundandfindout]

I hate the "dance, monkey, dance" mentality some people have with their favorite creators. Sure, you might know them for one thing, but they are still fully fleshed out people with lives and hobbies. If you can't accept this, then adios!