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So, I got an idea in my head a while ago involving Alastor not being a sinner. Or, at least not a sinner in the same sense every other sinner is. And the idea was NO ONE knew, not even Alastor, till someone related to Charlie came along and asked "huh... Is he actual -something else-?"

And, I kind of like the idea that there are sinners that can never be redeemed, not because of never being able to repent for the horrendous acts they committed in life, but because I feel there are some sinners who didn't do horrible stuff but can't be redeemed because they are MENT to be residents of hell like the hell-born.

After all acultism, soul contracts, and demonic rituals are a thing in the Hell_of_a_Boss/Hazbin_Hotel and who is to say there aren't people forever bound to hell one way or another because of this.

So, i wrote the idea into a fic to try and set my ground rules! And below is the fic.

If you have the time, maybe give it a read and tell me what you think?

... I don't know why, but this is supper adorable.

Bowser Jr. loves Waffle House Bakery! Whenever he and his father visit Mushroom Kingdom they’re always sure to stop by and grab some of their very tasty treats. Jr really likes the tall green guy too, Luigi; he’s super nice and his mustache is cool and he always tells the best stories.

But Jr. isn’t naïve. He’s been noticing how weirdly his ba acts around green man. Red faced, stumb-ly words, shy. His ba is not shy. Maybe Bowser likes green man too?

But like… likes likes him. Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm…

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I hope ya’ll like this small and sweet comic! :)

... Now I want to make one.

Pokeball Terrariums made by PalletCraftsbyXev

Very good information for any fanfiction feader on AO3.

A quick tutorial on how to Download Fics from AO3

After making this poll about the panic that comes when Archive of Our Own goes down, there seems to be a chunk of folks who didn't know they could download fics for offline use, or don't know how to go about it. Here's a quick tutorial for that.

You do not need an AO3 account (unless the fic you are trying to download is restricted to AO3 users only) you only need an internet connection and a device to download to, whether it's PC or a phone.

These instructions work for both desktop and mobile. At the top of the fic, where the chapter index is, there will be the download option on the right side, and an 'Entire Work' button the left side.

For One-Shots: Go ahead and click the download button.

For multiple chapter fics: In order to have the fic download all together instead of downloading each chapter individually, make sure you select the 'Entire Work' button. Like the names says, it displays the entire work on the webpage, and will download the entire fic with all it's chapters in the correct order when you go to download.

Click the download button. You've got a couple of options:

AZW3 - Amazon-developed ebook format that is designed for Kindles and Amazon's systems. Good if you want to read off of a kindle.

EPUB - Standard file format for Ebooks and is basically used as the default for pretty much most ebook readers. This is what I prefer to use when downloading to my phone.

MOBI - An older version of the AZW3. Older but standard as well.

PDF - Downloads the fics as a PDF. Can be read anywhere you can open a PDF.

HTML - Downloads an offline version of the exact webpage you are looking at. Fine if you want to keep the 'look' of AO3 but you can't change the text size or reading style like you can with ebook formats.

Not sure which one to download? Use EPUB since it's standard and readable by pretty much everything, retains images too.

You now have your fic downloaded to your device and can read it on whatever reading app you have. YAY!

Do keep in mind that these are offline files that do not synch with Archive. So if you download an ongoing fic that updates or is edited since you last downloaded, you will need to download it again to have the updated version.

Happy Reading!

I love this.

AU where every time Sun Wukong falls asleep he is encompassed by stone resulting in him appearing to be a statue and has to re-break out of this stone casing every time he wakes up 

No i will not elaborate 

Another random Monkey King thing,

Why does Wukong look so cute when he is passed out drunk out of his mind?!?

He is to adorable, especially with that strange hat on.

I am also stating my opinion about this scene.

In particular that this scene is in the past, back before Wukong went to heaven and got himself stuck under a mountain. Likely this is during one of his famous parties (given the fact there is a feast of fruits set out on the table alongside enough wine to get Wukong to pass out drunk,) and considering who DBK is, this being one of Sun Wukong's sworn brothers, the other 2 in the scene are also likely his sworn brothers. I'd need to research their names though.

... Now I want to make pie.

I heard that Undertale was having an anniversary! Please enjoy StuffinFluff Cooking’s take on the butterscotch cinnamon pie, featuring the official Toriel plush from Fangamer!

When this recipe says to keep mixing, please keep mixing! Melting the sugar into the butter can be challenging, and so can adding the mixture to the egg yolks. Take it as slow as you need, but turn the heat down on the butter a little to keep it from burning if you’re going to take a while!

Sorry for the lack of activity, everyone. It’s been difficult to balance my posts and recipes with my freelance animation work. We’re going to try to have more frequent recipes for you guys in the future. :’) 

Please follow StuffinFluff Cooking for more recipes! And if you liked this one (or just like Undertale and pie), feel free to like and reblog it so others can see! Thank you everyone!

Astronaut Aykroyd

Based off of this post by @floralflowerpower

Basically Danny changes his last name cuz science community thinks Fentons are crackpots when he goes to work for Nasa :) Also its like 1am right now so ill probably do a bit more editing in the morning

“Aykroyd.”

The administrator, Roger, raised his brow. “That’s a bit on the nose, isn’t it?”

Danny laughed. “You guys gave me permission to pick my new last name, and I pick Aykroyd.” If NASA wanted him to replace Fenton then of course Danny would have to make it fun.

Roger sighed and typed it into his computer. “If you were not such a record-breaking twat, I would have to tell you to pick something else.” He reached his hand across the table and shook Danny’s. “Congratulation Candidate Fenton, you are now Astronaut Aykroyd.” Roger frowned in disgust. “Why does it have to be an alliteration?”

“It’s fun and easier to remember,” Danny grinned and got out of his chair. “I'll take a picture of Earth and sign it for you. It’ll be worth something someday.”

Roger chuckled. “It’ll be worth something, all right.”

It didn’t take long to learn what the science community thought of his parents when he first started training. Pitiful looks and bouts of laughter when he mentioned his parents always came up.

“Dam, the crackpot scientists had a kid. Hopefully, they didn’t fill your head too much with all that ghost stuff.” An older candidate had poked fun of him. Danny learned quickly to keep his mouth shut about ghosts soon after. The Fenton name was a joke in the science communities. He didn’t quite blame NASA for asking him to change it.

NASA probably would have dropped him if it weren’t for his ghost half, funny enough. He excelled in all the physical training, speedrunning him through the ranks. The teachers had been flabbergasted when he ran the flight simulation almost perfectly. The spectra speeder was insanely close in operation, so it was like driving a new car to him. Weightlessness he mastered years ago, and strength was not a problem. The in-classroom training wasn’t that bad either. Danny was a fantastic astronaut if he did say so himself.

After his first mission, he gained a bit of a cult following. Officially, all records of NASA Danny Fenton had been changed to Danny Aykroyd. Nobody knew him as C student Fenton but instead kick-ass astronaut Aykroyd. His records were publicly available, and every mission he went on went well. So what if he used some ghostliness to keep his team safe. As far as they knew, lifting rocks that shouldn’t be humanly possible was one of those muscle flukes. Like a parent lifting a car to save their child. His team stayed safe, and that’s what mattered most.

He didn’t mind it so much that nobody knew. His parents understood and were proud of him. They kept quiet about Danny’s famous career as an astronaut, but Amity Park still knew. During the Christmas holidays last year, he saw Dash at Starbucks, who gaped at him like a fish. Danny simply raised his cup like a toast and headed back home. As long as only Amity Park knew about Danny Fenton, he would be fine. Sam’s parents had been so passive-aggressive once they realized that they couldn’t mention their connection to Danny without some NASA officials breathing down their necks. It was good, but sometimes he couldn’t miss the sadness in his parent’s eyes when they couldn’t announce their baby boy’s accomplishments to the world.

His last name went unnoticed by most. Sometimes interns and such would ask him questions, though.

“Danny Aykroyd? Like Dan Aykroyd?” Confusion and curiosity ripple their faces.

Danny would simply laugh and grin. “No, that’s the ghostbuster.” Sam and Tucker didn’t think it was as funny, unfortunately. It had grown on them the past couple of years, though. He was pretty sure he saw Tucker wearing a shirt on his Instagram one time with his response. Appropriately, the shirt was black with ‘No, that’s the ghostbuster’ written in curvy neon green letters. Danny tracked one down and posted a picture on his official account wearing it. He had to apologize for crashing the artist’s site a few hours later.

His popularity had grown to the point where people tried getting interviews with him. Danny did some after the PR team forced him to. In the first interview, he was a nervous wreck. PR never treated alternate Danny personas kindly. They got easier after a while, none were out to get him, really. Most just asked about the space stations, missions and sometimes his personal life.

Eventually, life and the PR team lead him to today’s interview. He sat backstage waiting for his cue. A blonde woman, Agatha, was a show host and begged to have him on the show. She rallied the audience up, getting them ready for his appearance.

“Now please welcome Astronaut, Danny Aykroyd!” The crowd cheered and he strolled across the stage. The lights blinded him at first, but adjusted as he took his seat on the love seat across from Agatha.

“Agatha, thanks for having me.” With a broad smile, he shook her hand.

She smiled at him devilishly. “No, thank you, Danny. Celebrities are in a thousand, but Astronauts are on in a million.”

“Don’t flatter me too much,” he laughed, “my ego can only stretch so far.” The audience laughed at his remark, along with Agatha. He was doing good.

“Now Danny, not to get personal right off the bat, but do you have a new beau by any chance.”

Great one of these kinds of interviews. He shook his head. “No.”

“Not even at home?”

“Sorry to disappoint Agatha, but my love stays for Cujo still.” He held a hand to his heart and the audience laughed again.

Agatha laughed, throwing her head back. “Not even in good old Amity Park?”

Danny’s mouth twitched. Amity Park was not allowed for questions during an interview. PR made sure of it. “No, parents would probably like me to have some secret partner stashed away though. Gotta have them grandkids, am I right.” He laughed along with the audience.

Agatha leaned forward as if she caught a canary as looked at him playfully. “Say your parents right?” Danny squirmed in the seat and his smile dropped. “As in Maddie and Jack Fenton?”

“I-”

“Is it true that your name is really Daniel James Fenton?”

“I-”

“Fenton as in the joke of the science community?”

“Agatha-”

“What was it that they study and claim is true? Do let the audience know, Mr. Aykroyd.” She leaned back in her chair with a triumphant smile. Hushed whispers aroused from the audience as Danny stayed silent. The damage was already done. Live shows were the worst.

“Paranormal studies and ecto-biology, ecto-physics, and ecto-chemistry.”

“What interesting fields of study. More of fields of fantasy, though, am I right?” A few nervous laughs came from the audience. Danny curled his hands into a fist. PR was going to kill him tomorrow.

He gave Agatha a cold glare. She immediately straightened in her seat. “I don’t take kindly to people making fun of my parents. They’re amazing scientists. Dad built a fuelless aircraft and so many gadgets ahead of our time. Mom created entirely new ways to pull things apart. Atom. By. Atom.” Agatha was beginning to look a bit scared now. Danny continued anyway and started creating an invisible clone. “Ancients even, they protected the entire town when it literally got sent to an alternate dimension. They are good people and good scientists. I don’t care what everyone else says. I know what they study is real. I’ve seen it with my own eyes. I’ve been to the ghost zone.” He closed his eyes and took a breath. The clone was at the lights now.

“Are you saying that you, a lead expert in space exploration and science, are endorsing the fact that the afterlife exists?” Agatha almost stumbled over her words. The crowd was silent.

Danny stood up from the love seat and glared at the camera. “Yes, and this interview is over.” The lights shut off, and the crown gasped with a few screams. Danny turned invisible and made his way out through the chaos of the crowd.

“Take back your statement,” Rodger demanded. “We can’t have you claiming that crackpot theories are real.” Danny felt like a child being scolded.

“This is a mess, Danny. The community is baffled and questioning whether you should still keep your job. The public is looking into your high school life too.” The PR head said worriedly. Danny cringed at the mention of high school.

“I guess they don’t want a delinquent C student, who believes in the supernatural leading up NASA missions, huh?”

“No Danny. They saw how cold you were last night, too. How can they trust you if you’ve secretly been a homewrecker all this time?”

“At least people get the joke behind Aykroyd now,” he said quietly. Well, some of the joke.

“Danny!” Roger sighed. “You’ve always been so adamant about finding proof before we make claims. Why does the supernatural not follow this?”

“I’ve seen proof-” he is proof-” that ghosts exist.”

“Danny, if your parents are telling you one thing from birth, of course you’re going to see proof. Confirmation bias.” Roger explained.

“No, Roger, it’s not that. There is a portal to hell in my basement Roger, my basement!” Danny stood up from his chair.

“Danny-”

“No-” he turned to the PR head- “If I can prove ghosts are real, can I keep my job? Ancients, I swear the job can be easier if I provide proof.”

The PR looked at their tablet and shrugged. “Maybe, it would have to be right away, though. No time to pull together some gimmick.”

“Good.”

“Danny, think about what you’re doing. You're risking your career,” Roger tried to reason.

Danny laughed. “No, Roger, even if NASA does fire me, I have other things to do. But-” he let the cool wrings wash over him- “I know what I am and that I exist.”

Roger and the PR head shut up after that. Their jaws hung open and stared at him, flabbergasted.

"There is this proof enough?"

How to unintentionally be helpful by being a biologist.

I sometimes like to imagine that where Ren chews on Scar's tail small mushrooms have started to grow. Whether they'd be painful or not I'm not sure of.

And, to all the Anons trying to get to Mother, the Sporelings, and Doc. Leave them a l o n e. They want nothing to do with you. Imma start whacking people with an umbrella every time they try to get to them.

Jakajs its ok, i dont mind the asks haha

Rip scar's tail

This! I can test to this!