#Asian Knives & Daggers

[koenji]

caucasian antique silver khanjal bearing an inscription and the date 1319 AH / 1901 AD.

[kultofathena]

Hanwei – Tactical Tanto

[sanamet]

My fav headcanons i have about Santino, like it or leave it. Man really likes 2000s pop music because that was the time he was in his late teens- 20s and would go to the clubs and that’s what he’d hear all the time(britney, timberlake, eminem, aguillera, ricky martin and many more) it’s why he has such an attitude problem, he’s above everyone else; He has a bachelors in art history and a masters in art construction and criticism, it’s why he was the most valuable asset to his father, he would know and distinguish art pieces so well, he also paints with oils and has headaches; Santino has migraines from time to time, hospital ending up time- it’s because his mother died in a car crash while he was there and his head was injured, he woke up to hear his mummy is gone; Is allergic to strawberries, death type allergy, his throat could close up and he could suffocate; Really loves children, his favorite child is Matteo- Gianna’s baby boy son she has with Cassio in secret; Has a black belt in Taekwondo, is very respectful to the art and he could knock someone out with his legs, that’s why they’re so toned and muscly from the rest of his physique, he can do a split midair, he’s very cool about Taekwondo, but he uses it solely for his own defense.; Motherfucker has a ENTIRE ROOM for his weaponry both ancient and modern, think about how John has a room for his guns, Santino has replicas of : east asian knives and swords, arabic daggers and swords, south american weaponry, etc. He very much wants to know about different cultures and what not, he looks at them and feels so in tune with himself, because he just loves a close kill, not a gun from a distance, if it’s someone he kills, it has to be significant, symbolic and intimate.

[roxyfoxgamer150]

*backing away* AY AY AY HOLLOW I'M FUCKING ASIAN, I DON'T HAVE ANY DAMN SHOES ON FOR FUCKS SAKE. *catches a dagger* CALM DOWN YOU EMOTIONLESS SADIST AH-

Hollow Julieta purposely misses, a fake-but-why-is-it-terrifying look of fury was on her face.

"I do not care that you are asian IF YOU DO NOT EVEN HAVE SHOES ARE YOUR FEET CLEAN!?" She yelled, her voice echoing around the casita as she throws a dagger, close to the persons head.

Observer Mirabel and Scrappy Mirabel were in one corner, sitting in fear and horror that some has finally made Hollow fake an emotion that shows her real emotions if she had one.

"Observer, should we chuck her back into her AU?" "Fuck no, that'll make her show her fury by throwing arrows at us instead of daggers or knives. YOU KNOW DAMN WELL HOW SHE IS WITH RANGED WEAPONS FOR FUCKS SAKE SCRAP."

"THEN WHAT SHOULD WE DO IF SHE RAISES A WEAPON AT US WHEN WE MAKE A HUGE MESS!?" "FUCKING RUN IF SHE HAS A BLANK EMOTIONLESS FACE THAT'S FOR SURE, HIDING IS IMPOSSIBLE HERE-"

[olivia-anderson-fanfic]

Canary, Part 4

First

Previous

Okay. Fine. She’ll stop stalling.

She grabbed everything she’d need: water, snacks, her phone, Tikki, headphones, and a cheat sheet she’d written for herself… and then sat herself down on the floor, laptop in her lap.

Truly interesting stuff.

But it was about to get even more boring for her. She needed to do some hacking.

There’s three main ways to get information.

Most people master one and then team up with others. It was why a lot of groups in books are groups of three (or five, if you want to add a distinct brain and brawn).

Marinette didn’t do partners.

So, she had to do it all herself.

Grifting is the kind of thing people expect from conmen. Straight manipulation. This was her specialty. She’d learn about her marks, devise a plan, and get close enough to them to get whatever she needed -- blackmail, talking someone into something, talking someone out of something, checking to see if someone was cheating… that was what she was good at. Sometimes, when it was late at night and she was all alone, she felt bad about it. Most of the time she decided that it was their fault for letting her get that close to them -- Gothamites should know by now to be wary of short Asian women.

Thievery is almost what it sounds like. She often did straight up steal objects, from money to keycards to prototypes to files out of desks… but it also meant stealing information. She’d hide herself in vents or carve out a place in the walls and listen in on conversations. She wasn’t bad at it, but people were actually growing wise to this one. She found that many of the vents she wanted to use had cameras or motion detectors of some sort. But, a few jobs ago, she’d been given an EMP pulse gun as payment so that wasn’t as much of a problem anymore.

Hacking was… well, hacking. She… wasn’t too good at it. She’d never seen the point. Red Robin and Oracle were so good that anything she’d do would never hold up. So, she’d left that skill alone. All she ever needed was to know how to make semi-decent false identities, anyways.

… but now she needed an identity that would fool even them. Which meant that it was best to use one that actually existed.

She bit her lip and turned on the first Harry Potter book as audio while she booted up her computer.

Alright, so… she needed a paper trail that would keep her in Paris for the past nine years. The camera footage of cities often didn’t keep for that long, so she only needed to have a few clips of her heading to and being in the airport.

She pulled up Gotham security cameras. She grabbed footage from the subway specifically, it had the most things she needed: leaning against walls while she waited for things, scanning tickets, setting things in bins while they checked her over for bombs…

Okay... all she needed now was to change the face on the footage to make sure that their facial recognition systems picked up that it was her. She moved over to her greenscreen and got footage of her face as she continued working.

Next, she needed to -- um? -- PAPERS. She needed to forge papers.

Well, she could claim that she had been working under her parents in exchange for food and rent… which meant dentist and doctor appointments were really all she needed.

She found older papers and used that to forge her doctor’s handwriting. She had no clue what medicines she was supposed to be taking but that’s fine. The stuff doctors prescribed were pretty much just suggestions in her eyes, anyways.

Was that all?

… she was pretty sure she was done.

She took the footage from her camera and superimposed it on the makeup-covered face she used for Gotham pixel by pixel.

By the time she had finished her audiobook had long-since ended and she had gotten pretty far into the second book. She liked the second book more than the first so far. Maybe it’s because Rowling hadn’t given away the ending in a dream sequence like she did in the first one.

She forced herself to sit up. Her bones creaked. How long had…?

Eleven hours. She’d been sitting there for eleven hours with only tiny breaks to go to the bathroom. No wonder she felt so awful.

She rubbed her eyes and walked over to the window. It was getting early. Dim light filtered through the one-way window and she looked out over the city. She had set up base on the thirteenth floor of a building. Gotham had a weird superstition about thirteenth floors -- if they had to make a building any higher than that, they would put a ‘fake floor’ in to trick… the gods? The bad luck? Something. Whatever the reason, it was good for her. It was safer than any of her other safehouses. Even if someone knew that someone lived there they would steer clear, assuming it belonged to The Court.

So, she was safe. She trudged to her fridge and listened to the audiobook speaker talk about how someone else had gotten petrified -- the name had already slipped away from her, all the names in these books were so fucking weird -- as she picked out an energy drink. She cracked it open and then took tiny sips from it as her brain tried and failed to wake up some.

She felt a tiny paw rub her head and blinked a few times to get her out of The Long Stare that she had been doing for the past… yikes, twenty minutes.

She shook her head a few times to wake herself up and then sent Tikki a tiny smile. “Thanks.”

“You’re overworking yourself.”

“I’ll only be doing this for a year,” she said. “Then, no matter what, it’s over.”

“... see, that -- that doesn’t exactly encourage me…”

Marinette giggled and pressed a kiss to the kwami’s way-too-big head. “I’ll sleep later.”

The kwami didn’t believe her.

Fair enough. She was lying.

But it wasn’t like Tikki could really stop her so… she started gathering things into a backpack. A few pairs of nondescript clothes, snacks, a bit of cash -- she’d come back for more later -- and looked around.

She couldn’t take any of her favorite knives, unfortunately, she’d have to settle for a plain old dagger and leave everything else behind. She’d kiss them goodbye but most of them were laced with either paralytics or straight up poison so that would have been a Bad Idea.

… she was missing something...

Ah. She swapped out her work phone for a burner, added a black case, and then added a phone charm. It was a tiny Robin, it would add to her credibility.

Yeah. That was probably it.

Then, she fell out of the thirteenth-story window.

(It’s fine. She lived. Obviously.)

She headed to the nearest hotel. It was a front for the mob but, really, was there any places that weren’t? She checked in, dropped her things off, and started out the door.

Where to first? It was getting time for most of the bats to stop patrolling but she supposed she could follow after Signal first.

~

… well, this sucked.

Messing up while jumping from building to building, even on purpose, was so embarrassing. She was Canary for fuck’s sake, she didn’t mess up.

But it would be kind of weird if she was too good so… she allowed herself to yelp, to fall, to curse, to scrape her knees...

God, this entire job was just so embarrassing. She was getting blackmailed by Penguin, she’d had to ask her ‘parents’ for money, and now she was falling all over the place. This was stupid. Someone kill her, please. (Or, at least, make this job end quickly.)

But this was necessary. She’d be stupid not to follow them around. They could slip up, either by saying their real names on accident or by getting hurt enough for her to sneak down and take off their masks.

(She had no delusions that they were famous, of course. They’d be stupid to be public figures. Still, a face or a name was better than nothing.)

So, she followed them. Three days went by without any of them acknowledging her existence.

Right now, she was following after Red Robin. She could tell he knew she was there, he was going slightly slower than normal, and she appreciated it -- or… fake her appreciated it? She didn’t know. This was all so weird.

Want to know what else was weird? Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire. It was the first one that she’d truly enjoyed as more than something to pass time with. She liked Cedric. All these death flags better be red herrings. She could -- and would -- cry if he died.

That would be embarrassing… which was kind of par for the course right now. She hated that she had thought that. She’d definitely jinxed it.

She stopped a few buildings down from where Red Robin was getting coffee and then smiled as he continued on the ground. Thank god. Rooftops suck.

She bit her lip nervously as she listened to Harry talk about how he was doing in the maze. The distinct lack of Cedric was worrying her.

She was so distracted that, when she followed Red Robin into an alley, it took her a few seconds to realize that he had disappeared. She stood in the middle of the alley, the hair on the back of her neck prickling as she looked up at the dead end she had been led to.

There was a crunch of gravel behind her and she allowed herself to flinch.

She turned around with a weak smile. Red Robin returned it, but the lenses of his domino were narrowed like they usually were when he was annoyed about something.

This was an expression that Canary was used to. But he shouldn’t have known she was Canary. So...

Shit.

~~~

TheBetterCanary: tim drake 🤝 red robin

throwing coffee cups in random trash cans so their families don't know how much they’re drinking

Yummmmmm: Snitch

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Perma taglist: @nathleigh @peachmuses

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[multi--kpop--fanfics]

There’s Blood On The Crown

prince!Xiaojun x queen!reader

genre: angst, horror, royalty!AU

warnings: heavy dark themes (blood, major character death, betrayal)

Part of THE CROWN - a collab call by @earth-to-that-asian​

Word count: ~1.7k 

Author’s note: The fic was beta read by @jaemotel and @intokook , who also made the header (thanxx bby💕). Inspired by the song Intro: Crown by Purple Kiss

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

What do you say,

What if I ruled the world?

“Now, you may rise, Your Majesty, Queen Y/N”, the priest announces and you rise from your knees, the diamond crown resting proud but heavy on your head. You walk towards the balcony of the castle and look down, where the rest of the civilians awaited for you. You were their Queen now, the one who would guide them through thick and thin, especially after your beloved husband’s death, the late King Kun. 

“All hail the Queen!”, the crowd chants as you raise your hand and wave, the beaming smile on your face acting as a facade, masking your true feelings - uncertainty, sorrow and most importantly, fear.

Fear, because you trusted no one in the council. They never liked you in the first place, not only because you were the late King’s wife, but because you were also a very skilled fighter, one of your most valuable assets, hence why you were the Grand General of your kingdom before getting married to Kun. 

These weasels hated seeing a woman in power, simply because they wanted that power for themselves. But none of them had the guts to step up and claim the crown. They only knew how to scheme, bribe and conduct murders without ever getting blood on their hands.

There was only one person you could trust, the only one who truly recognized your strength and dedication to the crown - Prince Xiaojun, Kun’s brother and your brother-in-law. He was the only one who welcomed you with a warm smile and would always be respectful towards you. Everyone in the kingdom knew of his gentle nature and the civilians were always delighted to see the two of you take walks through the town. He treated you like family. And family is always there for you, just like Xiaojun today. You turn your head back and smile at him, an equal smile spreading across his handsome face. However, by the time you have turned your head back, his smile is instantly replaced by a clenched jaw and a stern gaze, burning with hatred and jealousy.

Nobody knows

It means nothing to me

Xiaojun enters the throne room, fully-armored, his sword sheathed on his back and his hunting knives strapped on his sides. You were seated in the throne, your white cape falling gracefully around you, the diamond crown and your silver chest armor shining from the sunlight that is creeping through the colored glass windows. Your image is a sheer contrast to Xiaojun’s, his armor being pitch-black, almost resembling an angel of Death.

“Ah, Xiaojun, what a delight to see you!” you state, smiling to him. “I haven’t seen you wear this armor in a long time. May I ask what’s the occasion?” you ask with curiosity. “I have decided to go hunting” he replies nonchalantly and you smile even wider, unaware of the true meaning behind his words. “That’s wonderful! Perhaps I could join you? I’ve been dying to leave the castle gates and get my blood boiling through some action” you slightly pout, albeitly tired from sitting around and letting your armor and sword get rusty. 

He chuckles at your reaction and he unsheathes one of the daggers from his arm and traces his finger along the edge of the blade. “I will not have to leave the castle to go hunting… In fact, my prey is right in this very castle” he states and takes slow yet steady steps towards your direction. “I-I don’t think I follow..” you stutter, fear starting to take over your senses. “What I am trying to say, dear Y/N, is that my true prey is not just within this castle - It’s right in front of me”. The realization then hits you.

It’s invisible but you know it’s mine

So where do you see yourself?

“You want the throne?”, you ask in shock, not wanting to believe that the one person you trusted ever since you stepped your foot in the castle was the one who wanted your fall. “I don’t want just the throne. I want the power that comes along with it”, Xiaojun admits, his ominous gaze fixated on you. The imminent danger awakes you and you yell with all your power towards the throne door.

“GUARDS!” and within seconds, your two strongest guards barge through the throne room, clad in heavy armor. “Prince Xiaojun has attempted murder against the Queen and is hereby guilty of commiting betrayal to the Crown. Seize him at once!” you yell and the guards point their weapons towards Xiaojun, who has seemingly raised his arms in surrender. “The accusations Her Majesty has made against me are completely false!”, he bites back, “Besides, I haven’t attempted murder..”, he adds and silently pulls out another dagger from his sleeve, “..Yet”. 

In a split second, he throws the daggers towards the guards and he hits them both in the blind spot of their armor, their cloth-covered necks, the sharp blades of the dagger cutting through the flesh. The guards are now flat on the marble floor, their lives slowly slipping away from their bodies that lay in blood. After recovering his daggers from the dead bodies, Xiaojun hears the familiar sound of a blade being unsheathed. He turns to you and he sees you holding your sword, your cape discarded on the floor, standing a few meters away from him.

“Finally, the queen has stepped down from her throne!” he spits, his voice dripping venom. "The Queen has a crown and she will do everything to protect it. Even if it means killing the prince", you prepare yourself and get into a fighting stance. "How ironic, to share the same goal at a moment like this", Xiaojun points out and unsheathes the sword from his back, "It's a shame you won't be alive to witness my success".

I am running for the crown

I keep breathing when you drown

You charge at Xiaojun with full speed, your sword in a secure hold. He throws a dagger at you to cut off your advance, but you duck down in the last second and you avoid it, closing the distance between you in the meantime. You fling your sword upwards, in an attempt to cut through his waist armor, but he is fast enough to parry your attack with his own sword. "You're fast, I'll give you that. But not fast enough", he mocks and pulls another dagger from his thigh, landing a deep cut on your forearm, making you cry out in pain.

The blood is staining your pristine blouse, but you don't care - you only want to stay alive in order to defeat Xiaojun. You kick his knee with full force and he groans, falling on his knees. "You know better than underestimating my skills, Xiaojun", you hatefully spit back and get up. You switch your blade to your intact arm and swing it towards his face, but he raises his arm and catches the blade mid-air. "I don't - I'm just reminding you how inferior your skills are compared to mine" he replies and holds the blade still, his fist now bleeding from the sharp edge. "You haven't even landed a proper cut on me, yet your arm is still bleeding from a mere dagger", he continues and stands on his feet, twisting his arm and the blade as well. 

You grit your teeth as you fight back the pain from your own arm being twisted and you lift your leg to kick him in the face, but alas, he's fast enough to swing his sword again and land another cut on you, this time on your leg. You feel the muscle joints being ripped apart and you scream once again, the blood gushing from the fresh wound. Xiaojun takes advantage of your vulnerable state and pulls the sword out of your grasp and throws it at the other side of the throne room. He then kicks you on the chest and you fall flat on your back, the diamond crown falling from your head. You try to stand your ground, but Xiaojun immobilizes you with his own body.

"It's truly a pity, Y/N. We could have been the most powerful and loved royals in the world… But you just had to fall in love with the fool of my late brother, didn't you?", he asks and caresses your cheek, the pretentious affection making you scrunch your face with disgust. "You will never be like Kun, you monster" you grit your teeth with anger, "Do you know why? Because he was always faithful to the people. Because the people are the true crown-" 

You never get to finish your sentence, as a dagger is piercing your throat, ridding you incapable of breathing. The stream of blood starts pooling around your spasming body, staining the marble floor, your clothes and the diamond crown that lays next to your head.

I believe myself no doubt

Xiaojun watches your last moments with a blank expression on his face, still on top of you. "Ironic, isn't it? The King and his Queen, dying by the same hand, clad in the same armor. Truly, the most perfect of tragic endings". You are unable to answer, the last of his words dealing the finishing blow to your form. You have stopped moving and a single tear falls from his face. "Even in death, you are still the most beautiful woman I've seen in my whole life, Y/N" he whispers and leans in to kiss your now lifeless lips. "Worry not, my love, you may meet your beloved husband now. The crown is in good hands".

He stands up and takes the blood-stained crown in his hands. He places it on top of his head, the blood dripping on his soft blonde locks. He slowly walks towards the throne, the edge of his sword scraping the marble floor and creating a line from the blood on it - your blood. He looks at the painting that rests above the throne, a painting of you and King Kun smiling fondly, wearing the same crown that now rests on Xiaojun's head. 

"You know, both of you were wrong. I never betrayed the crown. In fact, I was the only one who did everything to protect it", he speaks as he sits down on the throne, "And I succeeded, my beloved family. All thanks to you. You may now rest in peace", Xiaojun says with a soft smile on his face, making him look like an angel. 

An angel of Death.

My Lord

How come I never lost my faith?

[keenmarvellover]

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[oneiriad]

Julekalender - 2nd December - MDZS/Lucifer crossover outline

I have yet to watch the last 1½ season, so - this gets to be set in a nebulous earlier period of the show.

1. Mazikeen is a bounty hunter. She is a very, very good bounty hunter.

2. Her latest case is a body snatcher. A serial body snatcher. As in, this person has a type - his victims are always male, ethnically Chinese or at least unspecified Asian, and always unidentified. There’s actually a concern that this body snatcher is actually a serial killer collecting his entire victims as trophies.

3. Nobody ever sees them steal the corpses. Hell, it’s almost as if the body just got up and walked away, except surveillance equipment is left suspiciously blank and any guard on the premises has to shamefully admit to having slept on their shift.

4. The mysterious corpse thief has been suspected in many, many cases, but three specifically in LA during the last year or so, which is where Mazikeen comes in - and when Dan hands over a stack of folders with this week’s John Doe’s at the city morgue, and one of them - entirely fresh, brought in this very day - matches the Body Thief’s profile to a t. Male Han Chinese, perfect in every way. Cause of death: probably impaled, possibly by a spear? Weird, but hey - it’s LA.

5. Mazikeen decides that clearly the best plan is the simplest: she’ll be spending the night at the morgue.

6. The night starts very, very boringly. Her victim-to-be is dead and in the freezer, the book she borrowed from Linda has turned out to be boring, everything is boring. And then, sometime past midnight, an eerie tune starts playing, encouraging her to sleep.

7. Mazikeen being a demon and somewhat grumpy right around now does not sleep. She does have the presence of mind to hide behind the nearest large object.

8. The man who walks in is also Chinese. In fact, he’d fit the victim profile just as perfectly as the body in freezer 7.

9. “Wen Ning?” he calls and Mazikeen startles - not at the voice, but at the responding knocking from inside the freezer. Wei Wuxian just heads straight over, passing so close she could reach out and touch him if she wanted to, and opens the freezer, helping his poor naked friend out.

10. Well, what do you know. The corpse - naked and with a great, big wound in his chest, but apart from that very attractive and quite well-endowed - is in fact about to walk right out of the morgue on his own.

11. I mean, first he’s about to put on some clothes that the living guy pulled out of a way too tiny purse. Now, that just won’t do.

12. “Care to explain what’s happening here?” leads to the corpse annoyingly squeaking and covering the interesting bits with the jeans he hasn’t had time to put on, while the living guy puts a flute to his lips and his eyes turn red as he starts playing a tune to bend the world to his will.

13. Except the Lilim are not so easily bent. They take after their mother that way.

14. The man stops playing, frowning, because that particular bit of magic should have put any human to sleep in 2 seconds flat. Hell, it should have put an elephant to sleep.

15. “Oh,” he says, face clearing and lips parting in a smile. “You’re a yao!”

16. “Explain,” she repeats, unsheathing one of her knives. She does not appreciate anybody thinking they’ve got her figured out and finding her non-threatening.

17. “Wei-gongzi’s just helping me out,” the corpse answers. “I’ve been having these narcoleptic episodes the last couple of decades - usually it’s fine, it’s not like falling asleep in awkward places will kill me. But sometimes people stumble across me, and I can’t exactly get up and leave in the middle of the poor paramedics trying to save me from dying, you know?”

18. Mazikeen involuntarily lowers her dagger again. It’s very hard to want to be threatening in the face of a slightly stuttering corpse.

19. She ends up inviting the two of them out for drinks - fortunately WWX fixed WN’s digestive system ages ago - and after winning a drinking contest with WWX and watching a very scary man in white clothes collect him, frowning at her in a manner she translates as a warning, she drags the very pretty not-technically-dead-guy home with her.

20. The next day Mazikeen sadly tells anybody who asks that, nope, she’s got no clue where the corpse went, didn’t see anything, the fucking morgue was so dull that she fell asleep. (She did fall asleep. After the third round. Even she has her limits. Wen Ning brought her breakfast in bed before round four.)

Thank you, anon, for suggesting Lucifer.

Would anybody like to suggest a fandom for December 3nd? Same rules: first fandom that I’m familiar with and which hasn’t already been done wins.

[unreadthis]

tl;dr — hiii i'm rachel, my blog is literally just me simping for fictional characters from a shit ton of books and movies. if you happen to read/watch/listen to the same ones, leave a like on this post and let's be mutuals!! also, feel free to send me a message or send asks about anything <33

books

📚current read : rule of wolves - leigh bardugo

six of crows duology (5/5)

nikolai duology (4.5/5)

shadow and bone trilogy (4/5)

demon in the woods, the tailor (4/5)

villains series (5/5)

the invisible life of addie larue (5/5)

monsters of verity duology (4/5)

harry potter series (4/5)

these violent delights (4/5)

we were liars (4/5)

the inheritance games (4/5)

crazy rich asians trilogy (4/5)

maze runner series (3.5/5)

the gilded wolves (3.5/5)

stalking jack the ripper (3/5)

the shadows between us (3/5)

shows/movies

📽 current watch : penthouse

brooklyn nine nine

peaky blinders

the good place

avatar the last airbender

the umbrella academy

girl from nowhere

la casa de papel

defending jacob

the queen's gambit

fresh off the boat

once upon a time

movies: knives out, parasite, ocean's 8, kingsman, little women

kdramas: crash landing on you, vincenzo, hotel del luna, start up, true beauty, itaewon class

songs and singers

🎶 on repeat : this is love - air traffic controller

(in no particular order) frank ocean, harry styles, the neighborhood, bon iver, lorde, arctic monkeys, chase atlantic, rich brian, niki, joji, hozier, daniel caesar, sza, alina baraz, aminé, stray kids, kali uchis, lana del rey, dumbfoundead, dpr live, sabrina claudio, ardhito pramono, two feet, zayn, mother mother, radiohead, the darts

if anyone is in any of the same fandom let's be mutuals! hmu if you want to be friends and talk about any of these books, shows, or singers; or if you need to vent about anything, i'm here to listen <3

PLEASEEE send asks about me, my blog, or literally anything, the most random shit is fine idc please i love answering them and i have nothing to do (besides my missing assignments but we don't talk about that)

i have a side blog ( @dagger-and-dresses ) where i just reblog pretty dresses that i wear to my ballroom before-sleep fake scenarios yk how it is, so yeah if u want to check that out that'll be cool

okay that's all i have to say i wish you all a very pleasant evening :)

[pascalpanic]

hi!! congratulations on your milestone and i’m sending my love :D i fell in love with your writing over your frankie story tiny dancer and the rest has been history lol. if it’s alright may i ask for a pedro ship please? i’m a 5’3 average built southeast asian woman with long brown hair. i love to bake, play guitar, sing, read, garden, all that fun stuff lmao. i always wear my dagger necklace and i really love to wear long flowy shirts and milkmaid tops and stuff. i love fleetwoof mac and abba and listening to them while i cook. i’m an enfp 8w7 and my hogwarts house is slytherin (if that means anything at all lol, if not, no worries disregard) i’ve always been very nurturing and optimistic (i think i’m never sure about talking about myself) i really love knives and daggers and swords (as a hobby? i don’t know their history and techniques to wield them are fascinating) i try my best to be kind and i’m very outspoken. i’ve sort of just rambled, hopefully there’s some sense in here aha! thank you so much in advance, and i hope you have a very wonderful day/night <3

first of all thank you so much, and you sound like we’d be really good friends!

I would ship you with Agent Jack “Whiskey” Daniels!

First of all, he thinks you’re the cutest thing ever and absolutely dotes on you. He has a soft spot for oldies music, and he loves dancing with you in the kitchen of his beautiful ranch! He loves your cottagecore vibe which fits his love of the country, and he thinks your fashion sense is to die for. You wearing a pretty floaty dress while singing ABBA and playing the song on the guitar in the front porch swing? He might just get down on one knee and propose there! He also finds your love of daggers absolutely amazing, as the man loves his weapons. He gets you some fancy Statesman crafted dagger with special skills, and makes sure it’s just as beautiful as you are, I could see it having some pretty carvings and maybe the name ‘Whiskey’ somewhere on it. Jack is the king of singalongs, and actually has a pretty good voice, so many evenings can find the two of you jamming out to Rhiannon while you cook dinner (thank god you can cook, because Whiskey can’t). He has a soft spot for your gorgeous hair, and he loves braiding it for you. Don’t ask how he knows, because he won’t tell you, but he is fantastic at it, and maybe he’ll even tuck a couple of flowers from your garden in it! Jack loves your kind and caring nature and you’ll often soothe him after a hard mission with just your presence- “calms me down quicker than a bourbon and a bubble bath, sugar”. Speaking of, he definitely calls you sugar all the time, because a. you’re so sweet, b. you love baking, c. it reminds him of the old song by the Archies. Jack melts when he receives the first of your love letters once you’re married, and he will most definitely cry into your chest over how much he adores you. You and Jack Daniels would live out your best cottagecore lives together!

Feel free to keep sending in ship requests!! I’m having a blast!!

[koenji]

Mughal gem-set jade-hilted dagger (khanjar), India, 18th/19th century. watered steel curved blade.

[kultofathena]

Dragon King – Baika Tanto

From the creative mind of Frenchie Jin,  CAS proudly presents the Baika Tanto from the Dragon King forge.  This unique piece features a san-mai stainless steel blade and a fully wrapped,  genuine ray skin handle.  San-mai is an ancient lamination technique developed by the master forgers of Japan,  where steels of differing qualities could be combined to produce a superior blade.  In this style of san-mai,  a hard steel core is forge welded between two pieces of softer steel.  The result is a stainless steel blade with an exceptional edge holding which retains the toughness of the softer steel.

Beautiful and functional with a plum blossom motif,  this tanto is light in the hand and grips firmly with nodes of the ray skin.  Finely detailed,  gold plated oriole menuki and accents demonstrate Frenchie’s keen attention to detail on all Dragon King designs.  The gold saya and brown and gold sageo match beautifully and would make the Baika Tanto a great companion piece to the Tatsumaki Katana

[ask--eri]

Eri Reference Sheet! I will update it as I create more of her character :)

(More info below the cut)

Last updated: Feb 2, 2022 (Added random trivia section, as well as additional general/pre-ts/post-ts info)

General Info:

Human

Black hair, brown eyes (Eri is of Asian descent!)

Straw Hat Pirate

Short Blade Specialist (mainly knives/daggers, but is comfortable using other short/small bladed objects)

Associated color is red/pink

Typically wears comfy clothes (t-shirt/tank top + shorts/pants + sandals/flip flops) but is not opposed to dressing up (dresses, skirts, pantsuits, heels)

Personality:

Outgoing, cheerful for the most part

Does get more serious when the situation requires (ex: during fights, arguments, etc.)

Occasionally acts oblivious/airheaded (see: polearm comic)

A little bit of a class clown, looking for ways to make people laugh

Major teaser! Loves to tease her friends, although she knows when to draw the line

A little more mature/subtle with her pranks/teases post-ts

Thinks she’s a bit more distinguished/grown up post-ts than she actually is

Pre-TS:

19 y/o

165 cm / 5’ 5"

Longer hair (reaching shoulder blades/mid back)

Side sections of hair tucked behind ears, leaving single chunk of hair in front (occasionally pinned back w/ rest of hair)

Mostly wears tanks/midriff shirts/t-shirts + shorts, very casual in nature. good for easy movement and such

Post-TS:

21 y/o

167 cm / 5’ 6"

Medium length hair (reaching just below shoulders)

Three pieces of baby hairs sticking out on her right side, rest of hair tucked behind ear (sometimes pinned back). Two strips of hair are in front of her ears.

Mostly wears halter tops/tanks/sleeveless turtleneck + jeans, a little more mature/refined than before. she’ll still wear her old clothes, sometimes as pj’s or when she doesn’t want her “good” clothes getting dirty (ex: painting, baking)

Random Trivia:

A bit of a tailor, so she’ll do quick fixes on clothes for the crew (ex: buttons falling off, mending a tear) if it’s anything more than that they have to go to nami or robin

Prefers warm weather

Baking fiend! Loves to try out new recipes in her spare time

[psychedelic-ink]

For Quarantine Asks: 1, 6, 11, 17, 22, 38, 41? :)

1.Animated character that was your gay awakening?

Definitely Nami. I’m pretty sure she was the first one that I actually fantasized about xD

6.Top three cuisines?

Asian

Italian

Turkish 

11.Preferred way to spend a rainy day?

Either curled up under a blanket with a loved one, drinking hot coco and watching a disney movie or in a cafe drinking coffee while reading a book. 

17.Fruity or herbal teas?

I’m a sweet tooth so definitely fruity teas xD 

22.What was your “phase” when you were younger? (i.e., Mythology Nerd, Horse Girl, Space Geek, etc)

I think it was somewhere between mythology and pokemon nerd but honestly I’m still going through those phases xD

38.Favorite mid-2000s song

Behind these hazel eyes by kelly clarkson and girlfriend by Avril Lavigne 

41.Knives or swords?

I had to go and check if daggers counted as swords or not xD apparently it’s not so Imma gonna go with knives !

Thank you for asking love ! (now I’m gonna go listen to those songs because I haven’t in a while xD)

[bitchesofostwick]

oc profile: ellinor trevelyan

tagged by @aeducanka (thank you karolina!!) i’m going to do ellinor of course. some of this will be canon and some will pull from modern au. tagging (it’s a long one so don’t feel pressured!) @caffeinated-mabari @dickeybbqpit @daydreamingdragonage @gingerbreton @laurelsofhighever @free-the-mages

physical

name: ellinor aria trevelyan

nickname: “ell” to her twin brother avery, “ellie” to the rest of her family and to sera (since sera knew ellinor’s sister, lyssa, before she met ellinor), “swift” to varric, and “lin” to cullen

age: twenty-six when she becomes herald of andraste

species: human

morality: neutral good. she didn’t ask for things in her life to go the way they have, but she wants to do the right thing and bring justice to those who deserve it.

personal

religion: she’s more or less agnostic at the start of the inquisition. she grew up in a strict andrastian family who’s very invested in the chantry, which is disillusioning for her. being with cullen and understanding that he keeps his faith while growing apart from the chantry actually helps to restore her faith a little.

sins: greed / gluttony / sloth / lust / PRIDE / envy / wrath

ellinor’s pride would be the death of her, i swear. it’s by far her worst trait. but she’s known to be quite wrathful if she’s angry enough, and if the receiving party deserves it.

virtues: chastity / charity / diligence / humility / kindness / patience / justice

i actually think some of the others here (kindness, charity) are also fitting, but it really does depend on the other person. for example, ellinor did everything she possibly could to help the refugees in the hinterlands. but she’s not as giving (or forgiving) to those on her bad side

known languages: common tongue, as well as orlesian, tevene, conversational antivan, and some very rusty nevarran

build: scrawny / bony / slender / fit / athletic / curvy / herculean / pudgy / plus size / average

height: 5′3″ smol bean!!!

scars/birthmarks: old burn scars on her forearms from fire magic when she was 12 (from her brother, a complete accident that landed him in the circle and led him to pursue healing studies) and a scar across her ribs/stomach area from corypheus’ dragon in haven

abilities/powers

knives!! ellinor is a true knife rogue. at first, it was kind of because daggers were easier to carry hide. but her short, slim stature makes her very quick with them (and earned her the nickname “Swift” from varric)

the game. ellinor was born a noble, and old habits die hard. words were her first weapons, and she hasn’t forgotten how to use them

horseback riding! idk if i’d go as far as to say ellinor was a horse girl, but uh, jaime trevelyan really did keep a ton of horses on his estate. and he did give her one for her tenth birthday. so it’s not much of a surprise that she’s among the best riders in skyhold.

music. in her teenage/young adult years, she practiced and played harp for ostwick’s chantry services. once she joins the inquisition, she asks maryden to teach her lute.

non-magical alchemy. ellinor may be hopeless with cooking, but she’s excellent with herbs and plants, drying and keeping much of what she picks on her adventures in her bedroom and using them for potions, poisons, and teas.

restrictions

hypocrisy. she’s very proud, and she’s not always willing to own up to her flaws. she has a tendency to condemn things in others that she fails to see in herself.

she’s extremely unforgiving and holds awful grudges. this is obvious in her initial distain towards cullen but especially prevalent in her feelings toward her sister, lyssa.

she can definitely be too serious. her friendship with sera helps loosen her up a bit, which is good.

she’s easily and quickly angered, most notably by cullen or sometimes leliana in the war room.

less serious than the above: ellinor is a massive lightweight. a few drinks in and it’s all over. she gets the thedas equivalent of asian glow, too.

favorites (college!ellinor time)

food: pad thai, gyros, ice cream, and the most important food group: coffee

pizza topping: mushooms and banana peppers. this is already written into the au lol (and tbh i have had this in real life and it was delicious)

color: maroon!

music genre: indie/alt

movie genre: dramas. but we all know that above all, college!ellinor is a huge star wars nerd.

curse words: fuck

scents: pumpkin and apple candles, post-thunderstorm air, pine, basil, cullen

fun stuff

bottom or top: i’m just saying she’s gonna be over cullen more than she’s under him if you know what i mean

sings in the shower: ONLY if she’s ABSOLUTELY sure that NO ONE is home and could possibly hear her

likes puns: only if cullen says them

[theinfinitedivides]

am i really brainstorming an Asian fantasy compete with a bride-by-day turned into an assassin-by-night that kills not only with knives (lots of knives, and swords, and spears, and daggers, and technically just pointy things) but with perfume, cosmetics, pillows, bamboo (bamboo?! how on God's green earth do you kill someone with bamboo), facepainters (hence the whole "murder by cosmetics thing), a human phoenix incarnate (technically a freaking FIRE GODDESS), a general suspiciously resembling Shang from Mulan, a thief/card player/stuntsman/trickster who knows this human combustion PERSONALLY, an emperor who is as wise as WHAT all while i am supposed to be working on another WIP?

the heck yes, y'all