I Am Once Again, Humbly Asking For People Who Follow Me And Like The Washed Away To Send Me Asks. I Have

Oh my gods, amazing, I love it. I also did quite a lot of infodumping to a friend before posting to tumblr.

I love the idea of Ford having zero common sense though to the point that he brings a child through the multiverse with him. Willingly. It's in character though.

Also, the daughter being called Robin feels so ironic to me. Like, a half cat alien being named after a type of bird? Please tell me that irony was intentional.

I think it’s absolutely hilarious that we both managed to independently come up with the idea of “Ford needs an alien spouse and a half alien daughter”. Like get that monsterfucker an alien wife/husband and make sure he can be the girl dad we always knew he could be. Superb.

I just scrolled all the way back to 2018 on your account and I'm disappointed to realise this is not something you've posted. Presumably.

I do agree though that Ford gives off girl dad energy in an unexplainable way. He's so babygirl that he needs an actual baby girl.

He also deserves to just have an alien spouse. Reward the monsterfuckers for once, y'know?

I drew Penni in sixty seconds because she's my baby.

Mouths are overrated, yknow?

Anyhow, here's doodle Penni's quote;

No! Doodle Penni, you're adorable.

Anyways, my moots (that haven't already done this);

@therealstanfordpines @romanticizing-writing @is-this-name-good-enough

new challenge for creators: draw one of your oc in 60 seconds and pair them with a quote from the incorrect quote generator

i'll start

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My problem is that I don't know what to post about the Washed Away au. I mean, I want to talk about it all the time, and I have so much to talk about. But! It's so much that each bit is locked behind a door in my mind and needs to be unlocked by someone asking the right things that make me go off on a tangent.

That doodle earlier got me in the mood for some domestic fluff and also a little bit of lore drop. So prepare for some tooth rotting domestic shit with Ford and his alien fish family.

Quick thing: Wrote this bit previously before I wrote the actual drabble and oh shit. I may have gone slightly more into the horror side of the lore than I intended.

So, TW for horror imagery around pregnancy, aliens(?) and brief mention of possession (it's Ford, what more do you expect?)

Ford laughs softly as he tries to pry his daughter's tail out of her mouth for the X time today. Penni had been teething recently and was trying to chew on anything she could get her tiny little six-fingered hands on. Obviously, her own tail was the easiest thing to grab and chew, but her favourite thing to chew was his glasses.

She was an accident borne of an interspecies miscommunication between him and Nimirylov that, despite having been sorted now, had been the biggest strain on their relationship they'd ever had. Nimirylov's species had an interesting way of breeding. The weaker of the partners would carry the child. This is because of how consuming pregnancy is for their species, meaning that the stronger partner needs to stay aware to protect their partner and child.

Ford had been completely unaware of that until suddenly there was something off with him. Nimirylov had simply thought Ford was freaked out because it was an unplanned baby. Meanwhile, it felt like a borderline horror experience for him as alien instincts overtook his body and his mind. At the worst of times, it was eerily reminiscent of being possessed. That disgusts him more than anything else.

It's unfortunately not an inaccurate description, though. These instincts were alien to him, quite literally, and he was totally at their mercy. Pregnancy was quite obviously never something that Ford had expected for himself and therefore never prepared for. Especially not one like this.

It lasted a total of fifteen months, and the last five months of it are, admittedly, a total blur to him. He'd been told later, once he'd finally been able to regain control over himself, that the way he'd acted was completely normal, if not subdued or later than what a member of their species would display pregnancy symptoms.

Arguably, even worse than the pregnancy itself, was the aftermath because then Ford had nobody to blame for how he was feeling or acting but himself. He's been reassured countless times now that the way he felt was completely normal, but at the time, it was terrible. All he wanted was to feel like the him he'd finally been able to become in this world again.

Nimirylov had had to hold him close so many times, reassuring Ford with words his instinct ridden brain could barely process.

It takes Ford by surprise sometimes now, when he looks down at his innocent little girl, that she could've caused that much terror. She's just a tiny little thing who depends on him and his fiancee more than anything. She's the one thing that finally made Ford realise that he deserves to be happy and loved.

He gently takes his glasses off and places them on her little face, watching closely as she giggles wildly as if he just did the funniest thing in the world. Ford had never understood children before, he'd barely understood people before, but his little girl was just special.

Standing up from where he'd been crouched down beside Penni, Ford considers going to see how much of his princely work Nimirylov has gotten done. After all, Nimirylov had lovingly but bluntly banned Ford from their kitchen after his last disastrous attempt at cooking. Therefore, Nimirylov was the sole chef of the house since they'd moved to a small cottage away from everyone else not long after Penni was born in order to just be the three of them for a few years.

Before Ford can leave the room to go and check on his fiancee though, his attention is demanded back by Penni.

"Dadadada," His baby girl babbles and Ford freezes.

"Nimirylov! Come here, quickly!" Ford calls loudly through the house before bending down to pick Penni up and hold her closely in his arms.

Nimirylov rushes into the room a few moments later, a look of panic on his face. His long blue hair that had been so perfectly tied up this morning is now a complete mess. Just as he's about to ask what's wrong, Ford holds Penni out proudly and announces,

"She just spoke! She said dada!" The pride in his voice is something that previously could've only been found within Ford's rambles about his achievements. All of them pale in comparison to the pride he has for Penni.

Nimirylov's eyes widen with joy, and he pulls Penni from Ford's arms to cradle her in his own arms.

"Oh, my darling little minnow, you're so smart, aren't you?" Nimirylov coos softly, poking Penni's little nose. His charisma and skill with spoken words is something Ford could never even dream to match, not even with their daughter.

"I suppose I win then," Ford says after a few moments, a slight smug look on his face.

Nimirylov had jokingly started a competition between them to see which one of them Penni would name first. Which is part of the reason as to why they're both going by human names, both in agreement that English would be an easier language for her to start talking with, seeing as she's a hybrid.

Playfully glaring at him, Nimirylov bounces Penni in his arms before trying to coax her to say "papa" as well.

It continues throughout the rest of the night until they put her down to bed. At which point Nimirylov complained, with no real upset behind it, about how Penni had stubbornly refused to say anything but "dada."

I actually have a triangle of freckles on one single cheek. Kind of funny. I also debated revealing my real name here, but nah. I'm just Major, for now at least.

Also, love getting to use the incorrect quotes generator. I highly suggest people using it with their and their friends names in. Or put you and your mutuals in.

@therealstanfordpines @romanticizing-writing @sharksfrommars @is-this-name-good-enough

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NOOOOOOO!!!!!

I WILL PAY THE ENTIRE FICTIONAL AMOUNT OF MONEY. I LOVE HER TOO MUCH TO SEE HER SUFFER. I LOVE HER IN A SQUEEZE HER WAY, NOT A SUFFERING WAY!!!

Anyways, as for reblogging this with the actual purpose... I'm going to talk about my actual book, which will mean there's even less context.

Eat Sirens, or don't.

reblog with a spoiler for your wip with zero context. no context allowed.

Literally, I always feel awkward reblogging but I feel the need to do this. It's the first time I've been tagged in anything.

1. If you could be any animal, what would it be?

No hesitation, I'm an eastern screech owl. Specifically the red ones. Those are my ultimate favourite animals. My second choice would be an axolotl though.

2. What would you choose in a hurry if you had nothing to wear

I'm assuming this means to go somewhere nice, in which case I'd probably put on any random dress I have. If it just means in general, I'd wear leggings, a t-shiry, and a hoodie or jumper. What I wear everyday to be honest.

3. Are you a witch, vampire, fairy, dryad, siren or mermaid and why do you think so?

Vampire. No hesitation. I'm ridiculously pale, I hate sunlight, and my first reaction to a cut is for me to lick my own blood. People around me already call me a vampire. The only thing going against that is my immense love for garlic though.

4. What is your style?

If I wasn't lazy and if I were rich. I would switch between a sort of alt look or full-on cottagecore. As it stands, though, I am neither of those things. So, instead, I dress extremely casually or way to dressed up.

5. Regular milk or plant based milk?

Hate to say it, but I've never had plant based milk. Only standard cows milk for me. Even if I had though, I don't think it would change my answer because I love milk. I buy milk every time I go to McDonalds. I take the tiny milk packets they give you everywhere and I drink them. I'm a little bit crazy.

6. Milk or cereal first?

Genuinely, I don't eat cereal. I haven't eaten it in years. However, I remember eating rice crispies when I was a kid, and the correct order for that is cereal, milk, sugar. No other way.

7. Favourite way to kill someone?

Ooh, final question, and this is a good one. My first thought was, defenestration, because that is my favourite word of all time. That, however, is much too obvious. I think I'm going to stick with the absolutely diabolical idea I came up with when I was a pre-teen, which is murder via potato peeler.

This was genuinely so fun and I'm so glad I was tagged in this. So, thank you!

I really don't know who to tag, though. I'm not really mutuals with people... (I think it's only tagging mutuals?)

@romanticizing-writing @is-this-name-good-enough

Here you go, though. You're both being volunteered to join this too.

thankyou for the tag @preposterousray 🖤

get to know your mutuals♡

if you could be any animal which one would you choose to be? (can be fictional) (and you can explain why if you want to) I think I would choose to be a bengal tiger because I have always resonated with them 🐅 <3

what would you choose when you're in a hurry and have nothing to wear?

hm, a black singlet top, fishnet tights and black denim shorts with lace, hair in two spiky buns, eyeshadow and lipgloss, some bracelets and obviously my scoliosis brace but that is a mobility aid lol

are you a witch, vampire, fairy, dryad, siren or a mermaid and why do you think so?

I think either a witch (darkness, chaos, magic, freedom, and power, and animals, besides I’m already into witchery) and a vampire (turning into a bat, flying, supernatural powers, macabre)

what is your style?

idk man I love and admire both gothic fashion and punk-rock fashion. diy, scraps, lace, patches, studs, spikes, fishnets, jewellery, mesh, paint, safety pins, stockings, short skirts and shorts, crop tops, weird hairstyles and makeup, expressing individuality and rebellion and the macabre and unusual — and if I’m being formal then thrifted suit jackets and vampy curly updos ✨

regular milk or plant based milk?

regular milk 🥛

which one do you put first milk or cereal?

milk because I am a psychopath

nah I’m actually kidding I obviously put cereal first I just wanted to annoy whoever was reading this

fav way to kill someone? (idgaf if you never thought of it now you have to think of something and make it at least a bit cool I'm begging)

pull one of their eyes out with my fingers, shove a handkerchief into their eye socket, and then throw them the fuck overboard a ship to drown in the unforgiving sea kaz brekker style

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I want you all to know that I might mostly portray Penni as a sweet girl who can be snarky sometimes, but that's just how she acts rather than how she is. Obviously, she's like that to family genuinely, but this girl wants to be a politician and has been trained in weaponry since she was a child.

She can and will manipulate, lie, and fight.

Just spent the last three hours rereading Journal 3 for fun. So, in the Washed Away au, since the journals are all thrown into the bottomless pit after Weirdmaggedon, they all end up in Nimirylov's possession. I need to figure out more details for it, but that I can guarantee. It's very possible that Nimirylov never sees his husband again, but at least he gets his journals. It's... something?

I like thinking about what Ford taught Penni about human culture because it's such a mixed bag.

Like, yes, obviously, he taught her about the holocaust. He was raised Jewish and that's an important part of history that his child should know. No, he did not tell her what rain is.

Yes, he told her about how humans drink water because they don't live in it and can't absorb water through gills like she does. No, he did not tell her what middle names are.