#Blake FTW

[e-adlirez]

“I’m gonna give you a chance to run, and go tell every single person who you know about what just happened today. I want you to tell Rat, I want you to tell everybody. This… this is what I’m capable of now.”

Crappy drawing I made as quickly as I could, I dunno exactly all the lore in the Content SMP but one too many @doctor4t videos has done this to me and my curiosity—

c!Lux belongs to @luxintrus and c!Blake belongs to @winsweep

[atomicmxses]

I am writing bellarke fanfiction and have inadvertently made Bellamys birthday the ides of March and it's amusing me

[blueinkjpeg]

TW!! BLOOD!!

The Quarry AU! For those that don’t know, the premise of the quarry is; a group of teenage summer camp counselors get left behind at the camp overnight the day after camp ends, and must survive until the morning with werewolves hunting them through the dense forest-y camp grounds. @bumblebyweek-blog

[eric-the-bmo]

Are vine redraws still funny

[morglien]

blake and weiss helping yang with their t-shots (wait actually do you think they find yang's deeper voice sexy)

anon you get me better than anyone i need someone to talk about bees schnees like this. (shaking you /affectionate).

YES I DO. i think yang pretends hes afraid of needles and blake and weiss r like ok baby i got u ^w^ and i like to think that they shower them w love too...

on the topic

i hdc weiss as a trans woman and blake as nonbinary so i think theyd all help each other w validating each other and helping too...

and i DO think they think his voice is all deep n sexy 😭 i think theyd tell him all the time and hes all smitten and head over heels w his gfs💖

[wasjustred]

as succession and a couple other shows grab my attention away, i’ve been considering making this a “multi-muse” blog - writing not just for Larissa (tho, of course, still Larissa because that’s my love).

[partiallypearl]

happy christmas season! your ftws secret santa is here with some questions: what genres/authors do you think kat and terra would prefer to read? which do you think spends hours reading and which do you think pops in rarely? and finally, what do you think each of their favorite books would be? -❄️

hi!!

i think terra loves the romantics, like jane austen, the brontë sisters, and louisa may alcott!! her favourite book series is anne of green gables tho - i mean inquisitive girl obsessed with nature and full of wonder? that's pretty terra to me.

kat is mostly a history reader, i think she likes non fiction, but when she does dabble into fiction books, it's mostly mystery novels like agatha christie, arthur conan doyle and occasionally wlw romance authors like ashley herring blake! kat's favourite book is 4.50 from paddington by agatha christie, it's one of the first books she managed to finish on her own in primary school.

terra's more of a reader bc she's all about learning, while kat is more of a doing something physical person. when they do read together (which is rare LOL), terra usually finishes within a day or two and will pester kat until she finishes bc she can't wait to discuss it.

[elliesgaymachete]

Blake, for the character meme?

First impression - I think this is the other one of the gays?

Impression now - She’s been through so much and the way she’s actively working to not let down her team and her friends again is so brave of her and I love her so much 🥺 (FYI—still not caught up on the show so this impression is as of mid volume 8)

Favorite moment - ok I’ve written and deleted like 5 different things but the one I keep going back to is the bees fight with Adam and “we protect each other”

Idea for a story - I’ve got cinderella au bouncing around inside my brain with Blake as the princess of menagerie and Ruby + Yang sneak into the festival sooo yeah

Unpopular opinion - tbh I don’t think she ever had a crush on Sun most of her interactions with him were her indulging his crush but she never actually expressed interest in him aside from that. I think she always really liked him as a friend and maybe thought it was sweet he had a crush/enjoyed the attention, but that’s about it

Favorite relationship - do I even have to say it. Do i? Yang of course 🥺 but also all of team rwby

Favorite headcanon - big spoon blake ftw. I also love any headcanons where she exhibits cat like behaviors like the canon laser pointers can get her attention (IE she likes basking in sunny spots, knocks things over when she wants to be petty, etc.)

[wherewhereare]

Blake status

Heli picked up someone (I assume Blake) at Sherman, flew them to the Mansion and is now heading back to FTW.

[leadingrebel]

I posted 403 times in 2022

13 posts created (3%)

390 posts reblogged (97%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

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I tagged 399 of my posts in 2022

Only 1% of my posts had no tags

#fate: the winx saga - 238 posts

#riven - 116 posts

#musa - 95 posts

#(otp) i can hear you among the mess - 92 posts

#ftws s2 - 68 posts

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#bellamy blake - 29 posts

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Longest Tag: 138 characters

#this used to happen to me because writing in a foreing language is actual torture when you know you could do it so much absolutelly better

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

by sb edits

13 notes - Posted November 7, 2022

#4

You can’t get married on your own

Word count: 1549

A/N: This post with Jo’s tags is at fault. Much fluff, very silly.

Summary: 

“But we need to find the very important people,” he said, ignoring Sky was still running after the last wagon. “Like, not Blackbridge mayor level. Higher. Much higher. Solarian elite only. Billionaires of the Otherworld.”

Riven was typing furiously on his phone, when a hand pushed his head down.

“Stop.” Sky said, tapping his neck. “You can’t get married on your own, Riv. That’s not how it works.”

[The one where they send fake wedding invitations to billionaires so they get the expensive things they can't buy as gifts.]

[Read on AO3]

20 notes - Posted September 23, 2022

#3

A Blade’s Glint

Word count: 6882

A/N: Wrote this for a FTWS Challenge with the prompt “And, as I love you piercingly, I’ll stain your stainless skin”. 

Summary:

She didn’t want him to see her like this. She didn’t want to scare him and she couldn’t explain to him what she needed because she couldn’t even breathe.

Her hands trembled in the space between their bodies, unsure.

Her chest was compressing, her sternum pulsing with every attempt at drawing a breath.

She was drowning.

Desperately, her eyes hung on the glint of the knife’s handle at Riven’s back as if it were a lighthouse.  

Before her hands reached for it.

[A series of glimpses into the relationship between Musa and Riven's knife]

[Read on AO3]

23 notes - Posted August 9, 2022

#2

The Names of Power

It is said that there’s power in a name. Maybe because it carries context, maybe because it can be used as a leash to drag one around. Once a name is created, there’s no easy way of changing what comes with it. Nor cleaning it, if necessary.

Thinking about The Rings of Power dancing around Sauron’s identity, the characters spit his name with hatred or mutter it with fear and it is tossed around so much across all Middle-Earth.

But I find there’s a special treatment when it comes to Sauron’s character himself and his own name. And I like to think about it as my argument of how Sauron didn’t want to be Sauron again.

So based on the words of canon, I’m choosing to believe S1 happens in the era in which Sauron thought of redemption. And I think the name Sauron was a dead weight for him at that time.

I don't think he had planned any future for that name. I don't think he ever wanted to put back on the cape of Sauron, the one who failed even after Morgoth was gone, the one who was betrayed and killed by a creature beneath.

In the series, he repeatedly states his name as Halbrand: to Galadriel and to everyone in Númenor. But then he has that fight with the guild’s men and he becomes violent and vicious. And even in this state of overpowering four on one, of superiority, of his power being displayed, he says:

“Call me Halbrand.”

As if the name Halbrand should mean anything to them. He’s building another name the same way he has done with all the previous ones. So the next time those men hear the name Halbrand they’ll remember the taste of blood in their mouths.

You only build a name you intent to keep.

I don’t think Sauron can live without a name. With this, I mean I don’t think he can tolerate being spoken to as someone without respectable naming. Which is exactly what we see in all his interactions with the guild’s men. He can be a nobody, as he is arriving at Númenor, and play along under the crowns of other people (at least for a while), just as long as you respect his name.

If people won’t have respect for his name, they’ll learn to fear it. Which is what he’s crafting with his actions in this scene.

As opposed to this, when Adar asks him, he remains silent.

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64 notes - Posted November 23, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

HE 👏 IS 👏 A 👏 PUPPY

129 notes - Posted September 20, 2022

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[marlasomething]

(my) Mag a Week: One Last Shard

Hello there!

First of all: THIS IS A HEAVY ONE (at least, I think so), it deals in suicidal thoughts and actions in an explicit manner and, even though I personaly don't share the characters' conclusions to what to be done in their situations, no character in the story speaks against it. Just putting it there in case anyone is dealing with something that can make this triggering for them.

I am participating in the "a mag a day" idea by @a-mag-a-day which is BRILLIANT and I decided to do "statement a week", rolling dice with the characters and fears that were ftw that week in the episodes I have listened.

For today I rolled Archivist!Jonathan Sims (YES, AGAIN, I DON'T MAKE MOST RULES) and The Vast (Eps. 121-125).

As usual, please do forgive my quick tipper and non-native speaker mistakes, Marla

Allons-y!

CW: discussions of suicide, self-hatred, explicit body harm, heighs, death,characters clearly living with depression

Also on AO3!

Statement of Antonio Blake, regarding why he chose to stop trying to kill himself.

Audio recording by Jonathan Sims: The Archivist.

Statement begins.

 I know you don’t recognise me. Last time I was in here, you were but a research assistant or something on that line and didn’t even look at you twice. Don’t get me wrong, I am not doing you down. Actually, I thought you were rather cute in a very particular way, but it has been quite a while since I decided to never get romantically, nor sexually, involved with anyone for pure selfish reasons, so I chose to just refuse to engage. Hence my lack of acknowledging of your presence.

If you still keep around my first statement and had entered in contact with it (sort to speak), you will know by now that I possess a rather… grim ability: I can see people’s demise. The When and the Where; and a rather approximate version of the How. As years had gone by, it had strengthened to the point I cannot get more than five minutes of peaceful sleep. I thought this would manage to end my life in a definitive way , since sleep is one of those things people seem to need as much as food, air or a non-exploitative job schedule.

However, it didn’t. Not only that: I realised I had stopped being , my body had been fixed on a concrete moment. Trust me, after months were I barely had a bite of food per day and rest even less, I should be all bones and skin by now and, instead, my muscles are still something I could be proud of.

If I still knew what pride was.

But that is enough about me per se . I haven’t come here to speak about my regular predicament , you already have a statement about it and, to be honest, even writing it left me rather drenched. I am already far too tired on a daily basis to just become even more decrepit just for describing what you already know.

After all, it isn’t as if I have made some huge discovery either of how to stop the dreams or how to get some proper rest in between each of them.

No. The reason I am here is to talk about the most desperate manner of ending this awakened-nightmare I am trapped in and how it resulted in me not going near any skyscraper, or plane, or open-air staircase, in what I have left of…this pathetic imitation of life.

 When poison, all sort of weaponry and the usual make-it-on-you-own ways to end your existence on this Earth don’t work (I even forced an ex-co-worker I had some leverage against to contract the best professional killer in all of the British Islands -and, yes, that is including the country of Ireland too-), I decided to resort to something I had been dreading would be my last possible solution, something that made my stomach turn even more than the black threads coming out of people, showing me their ends…

…I wish I could have seen my own, or lack thereof, so I would have known better than do as I did.

 Breaking into The Shard was as un-fancy as possibly imaginable: I just bought the rather expensive ticket to the viewpoint after a couple of weeks following around the people in charge of the night security team, just to see whether one of them had their ending coming any time soon…and got extremely lucky: the night guard who stayed alone of Thursdays was due to die quite soon of a heart attack. Luckily enough, it would be while he was on duty.

So I went to the bathroom and stayed there until the building closed and, just as I was getting increasingly impatient and I was about to go see whether I had my path clear or not (the guard should have passed to switch off the lights ages ago), I heard a scream followed by a loud thump.

I left the bathroom, switched off the lights myself (this planet is dying, there is nothing we could do to stop it, but to make The End less painful costs us about nothing sometimes) and headed to the outside of the viewpoint with all my climbing gear, won by being the best of all the students at the climbing public course offered by Fairchild Industries.

Yes, I had taken lessons specifically to later on jump from the tallest building in London, but I really needed this to work out and if you know your London facts properly, you will be aware that the highest viewpoint you can access inside The Shard is on the 72nd floor, at 244 metres from the ground…whereas the building is 306 metres tall, 310 taking into account its final summits and, since I wanted to increase in all measure possible my chances of getting killed, I obviously did so .

Alas, there I was, finally, about to jump off a building taller than anything else in the bloody island I had spent my almost…no, sorry, more than forty years in this world, half-crawling to the highest point of the biggest crests of all, when, before I could take my last willing breath (because I cannot die, but sure thing my body would remind me if I dare forget to breath without suffering the consequences), my cable broke and I began falling.

Before I chose to , I fell without my full free-will into it.

I violently tried to hold on to the rope more strongly, as I had planned to still be clutching it as my internal organs began to be shattered by both pressure and speed, but it suddenly felt… a bit too conveniently oily , in a way I sworn it hadn’t been when I had made sure all my gear would manage to get me to where I wanted.

So my hands were free, free falling, no globes because they were a bit too big for me and had gone out flying the moment I began to win velocity. I wanted to close my eyes, but my body was falling far too quick for my muscles to respond to even that simple command, so instead I felt as my retinas were torn apart by the icy wind of London’s deep night.

Sorry for the possible typos, I am still getting used to write in these computers without my sight.

I didn’t even want to scream. I just wanted it to stop, even if I couldn’t die of it (as much as I would have preferred that outcome). When it did, I almost welcomed the pain of the collision against the floor. It must have broken my spine, but, since said rupture would have killed me (unlike the eye-incident), it had no repercussion on my body passed some bruises that stung a little bit more than I had expected.

The only person nearby was a junkie that was about to die of an overdose, so I was free to leave without being noticed, limping ever so slightly.

And, with every small limp, every second the floor and I weren’t in contact, the air abandoned my lungs and I began to hyperventilate until the next second I was back on firm ground …and so on, and so on.

 It haven’t stopped ever since; the falling.

It is not all the time, just as I won’t see any black threads unless someone is currently dying nearby me. It is just whenever I walk a bit quicker than dragging myself through the streets’ pavement, or when I try to sleep on a bed (to my insomnia problem, now I have to add my inability to sleep or sit in any surface for than a few centimetres from the floor level without the emptiness that surrounded me while I was falling coming back to me).

I am just certain of one thing: not all of me stopped falling that day, part is still doing so. Part is still dropping into the nothingness from the nothingness, with whatever scraps of my own agenda that my other curse had left for me to keep having a fake sense of Free Will finally being taken away from me.

 However, not all are bad news for me.

Since my incident, I decided to pay more attention to all the small details, and I heard some… rather interesting things about what your predecessor did to the things that torment me, the things that are like me . If you are anything like her…

…well, I guess you know exactly where I am going. I’ve sent you some money for the inflammable materials.

  Statement ends.

  Uh…Oliver Banks again….technically, this is the third statement I received from him. I wonder if his opinion on that last plea have changed, since he seemed to had embraced his condition when he woke me up…

…yes, they have. Rather live as a servant of The End and a victim of The Vast than be banished from existence forever…which makes me wonder, do I feel the same way? After all, it is not as if I had nothing to live for: there is Martin, and Sasha, Basira, Georgie, The Admiral and even Daisy if my speculations are correct.

However…we might be free of Elias and Peter Lukas, but Melanie King…the fact that she ended up serving the Web is a rather curious case (though I can see why, since having a YouTube channel is one of the most blatant cries of needing to over-control your life I can think of), though it can be denied it put me in a position as unique as the one Oliver felt he was.

Jonathan Michael Sims: Server of The Eye. Victim of The Web.

Pathetic.

Maybe Oliver used to be up to something…God, I hope no one hears this, I don’t want another intervention.

End recording.

[wrestlingisfake]

AEW Fake Rankings, 12/17/2022

Men's singles division - babyfaces

Jon Moxley

Bryan Danielson

Claudio Castagnoli (ROH men's world champion)

Orange Cassidy (AEW all-Atlantic champion)

Wardlow

Ricky Starks

Jack Perry

Keith Lee

Wheeler YUTA (ROH pure champion)

HOOK (FTW champion)

Men's singles division - heels

MJF (AEW men's world champion)

Chris Jericho

Samoa Joe (AEW TNT champion, ROH television champion)

Sammy Guevara (AAA mixed tag team champion)

Daniel Garcia

Ethan Page

Swerve Strickland

Luchasaurus

Powerhouse Hobbs

Lance Archer

Unranked: Aaron Solo, Action Andretti*, Anthony Henry*, Ari Daivari, Clayton Bloodstone*, Cole Karter, Danhausen, Dralistico*, Dustin Rhodes, Exodus Prime*, Izzy James*, Jake Hager, Jeff Cobb*, JD Griffey*, Juice Robinson*, Jun Akiyama*, Kip Sabian, Konosuke Takeshita, Lee Johnson, Mascara Dorada*, Nick Comoroto, Preston Vance, QT Marshall, Rocky Romero*, Rush, Shane Taylor*, Shawn Dean, Trent Seven*, Tomohiro Ishii*

*Not listed on AEW's official roster webpage

The top programs right now look to be Moxley vs. Adam Page, MJF vs. Danielson, Wardlow vs. Joe, and Lee vs. Strickland. I don't know if Jericho will keep targetting Andretti after that shocking upset, but obviously Jericho will get something big to do. Hobbs seems to be getting a push but doesn't have a clear opponent for a feud yet. Cassidy is clearly headed for a title match with Sabian, but I don't expect that story to take up much time.

The babyface side is noticeably stronger than the heel side. That works out, though, since MJF needs a steady supply of good guy opponents who already have credibility, so they won't look so bad when he beats them. After Danielson you can easily get months of booking out of MJF vs. Wardlow, MJF vs. Perry, MJF vs. Castagnoli, MJF vs. Keith Lee, MJF vs. Hook, etc., etc. I assume a rematch with Moxley will happen but it might take a while to get around to it.

While MJF is on top, AEW would do well to figure out what they're doing with lesser heels like Ethan Page, Luchasaurus, Daniel Garcia, and Lance Archer. I'm not worried about Strickland, who will be moving on up now that he's a singles guy again, but the others have rarely felt like they have a clear direction.

Men's tag team division - babyfaces

The Acclaimed - Max Caster & Anthony Bowens (AEW tag team champions)

FTR - Dax Harwood & Cash Wheeler (IWGP tag team champions, AAA tag team champions)

Darby Allin & Sting

The Briscoes - Jay Briscoe* & Mark Briscoe* (ROH tag team champions)

Eddie Kingston & Ortiz

Top Flight - Dante Martin & Darius Martin

Best Friends - Chuck Taylor & Trent Beretta

John Silver & Alex Reynolds

Blake Christian & AR Fox

Shinobi Shadow Squad - Cheeseburger* & Eli Isom*

Men's tag team division - heels

The Butcher & The Blade

Jeff Jarrett & Jay Lethal

The Kingdom - Matt Taven & Mike Bennett

Matt Menard & Angelo Parker

Lee Moriarty & Big Bill

*Not listed on AEW's official roster webpage

The big feuds here are the Acclaimed vs. Lethal's dumb faction, FTR vs. Austin and Colten Gunn, Moriarty/Bill vs. Jack Perry & Hook, and the Best Friends vs. Butcher and Blade. Silver and Reynolds have business with Rush and Preston Vance, but that may end up being a trios deal or something. Kingston and Ortiz have a score to settle with the House of Black but they probably need a third guy.

The heel side is awfully thin right now. It wasn't a big deal when FTR was mostly fighting other face teams, but they need to balance things out somehow. It would help to get the Gunns and the Varsity Athletes (Josh Woods & Tony Nese) back on TV.

Men's trios division - babyfaces

The Elite - Kenny Omega & Nick Jackson & Matt Jackson

Dalton Castle* & Brandon Tate* & Brent Tate*

Hardy Party - Matt Hardy & Marq Quen & Isiah Kassidy

Men's trios division - heels

Death Triangle - PAC & Penta El 0M & Rey Fenix (AEW trios champions)

The Embassy - Brian Cage & Toa Liona* & Bishop Kaun* (ROH trios champions)

The House of Black - Malakai Black & Brody King & Buddy Matthews

*Not listed on AEW's official roster webpage

AEW managed to put together eight trios for the championship tournament this summer, and then by September virtually all eight teams were off the board. So it's good to see they've rebuilt the division somewhat. Personally I'd rather see 8-10 trios here, which should be doable without cannibalizing the singles and tag divisions.

The most notable absences here are QT Marshall's Factory, the Jericho Appreciation Society, and Ari Daivari's Trustbusters--all those groups could focus three of their guys on a trios run. I always assumed if AEW got a trios division going that the Dark Order would be a fixture in it; now that there's only three guys left in the group (Silver, Reynolds, and Evil Uno) it seems even more natural.

Women's singles division - babyfaces

Saraya

Toni Storm

Hikaru Shida (Regina di WAVE champion)

Ruby Soho

Mercedes Martinez

Willow Nightingale

Skye Blue*

Kiera Hogan

Madison Rayne

Women's singles division - heels

Jade Cargill (AEW TBS champion)

Britt Baker

Jamie Hayter (AEW women's world champion)

Athena (ROH women's world champion)

Nyla Rose

Tay Melo (AAA mixed tag team champion)

Anna Jay

The Bunny

Red Velvet

Leila Grey

Unranked: Dani Mo*, Queen Aminata*

*Not listed on AEW's official roster webpage

AEW has always struggled to present the women's division well, but I have to give them credit for actually getting 21 women on TV in the past 30 days. The storylines feel a little fuzzy right now, but maybe that'll clear up in a few weeks when we get closer to the next pay-per-view.

I feel like Charlie Brown trying to kick the football whenever I think this, but it seems like AEW is pairing the women off for a potential tag division. Of late we've seen Baker & Hayter, Cargill/Velvet/Grey, Anna & Tay, Bunny & Penelope Ford, Nyla & Marina Shafir, and a few makeshift babyface teams to oppose them. My dream scenario would be for this to build to Sasha Banks and Naomi coming in to finish what they started in WWE, but I shouldn't get ahead of myself.

No TV or PPV matches in 30 days: Angelico, Brandon Cutler, Emi Sakura, Evil Uno, Hagane Shinno*, Josh Woods, Leva Bates, Luther, Marina Shafir*, Peter Avalon, Satnam Singh, Serpentico, Sonny Kiss, Tony Nese, Zack Clayton*

*Not listed on AEW's official roster webpage

There are way too many wrestlers on Dark and Elevation for me to keep track of, so I'm only including the ones who wrestled in the last month and either a) won a match or b) are listed on the official roster. This rule is particularly tough on the Wingmen and the Trustbusters, but I had to draw the line somewhere.

No AEW/ROH matches in 30 days: Adam Page, Anthony Ogogo, AQA, Austin Gunn, Bandido, Brian Pillman Jr., Brock Anderson, Christopher Daniels, Colten Gunn, Frankie Kazarian, Fuego Del Sol, Matt Sydal, Michael Nakazawa, Miro, Parker Boudreaux, Penelope Ford, Riho, Scorpio Sky, Serena Deeb, Shawn Spears, Sonjay Dutt, Yuka Sakazaki

I'm not sure what's going on with these names. Adam Page is obviously medically cleared or they wouldn't even fly him in to do interviews about how he's not medically cleared. Miro and Scorp are reportedly ready to go and just don't have anything planned for them. Bandido literally just got signed a month ago and hasn't been seen since. Pillman is probably in limbo until they decide what to do with him while Griff Garrison is sidelined. I keep thinking Daniels, Nakazawa, and Dutt have retired or something, but as soon as I assume that they'll be in a match next week.

As for the rest, for all I know any of them could have an injury that didn't make the news, and we'll never know until they show up again. Four years ago it was WWE that always had a dozen or more wrestlers on ice, and I never expected AEW to end up being as bad (if not worse) with that same issue.

Part-time/semi-retired: Billy Gunn, Mark Henry, Mark Sterling, Paige VanZant, Paul Wight, Rebel, Stokely Hathaway

Inactive

Abadon (shoulder - collarbone fracture)

Adam Cole (unspecified injury - possible concussion)

Andrade El Idolo (right arm - pectoralis tear)

Christian Cage (right arm - triceps tear)

CM Punk (left arm - triceps tear; negotiating release)

Colt Cabana (unspecified injury)

Griff Garrison (unspecified injury)

Jeff Hardy (suspension; awaiting DUI trial)

Kris Statlander (right knee - ACL/meniscus tear)

Kyle O'Reilly (neck - fusion surgery)

Leyla Hirsch (right knee - ACL tear)

Santana (left knee - unspecified injury)

Thunder Rosa (back - unspecified injury)

Even if the backstage fight hadn't happened, Punk would be out with his triceps injury until at least March or April. It's been reported that Punk and AEW are negotiating a buyout of his contract, which suggests one or both sides don't want him to return. I suppose there's a slim possibility they could mend fences for a shocking comeback, but if it happened it would naturally be top super-duper maxi-extreme ultra secret.

[capitalisticveins]

AYYYYYY MILO AND BLAKE FTW

Redacted bois birthdays

⚠️disclaimer⚠️ I’m not a zodiac believer but that’s all I had to go off of besides gut feeling so idk what to tell you

Gavin:February 28/Pisces(only reason is because I’m a theatre kid and in rtc Noel’s zodiac is Pisces,sign of passion)

Lasko:June 19/Gemini(I searched nervous zodiac and it’s an air sign I mean c’mon)

Damien:March 29/Aries(no that’s not my exact birthday and no I don’t kin damien why do you ask)

Huxley:May 18/Taurus(it’s an earth sign and it’s traits are reliable and loyal)

Caelum:July 11/Cancer(you cannot tell me this baby doesn’t give summer child vibes[not the Conan grey song])

David:September 4/Virgo(loyal,analytical,hardworking,practical and angel would so make jokes from that one episode of helluva boss)

Asher:August 15/Leo(one of my friends is just like him and he’s a Leo and also compassion,big-heartedness,and natural leadership)

Milo:December 3/Sagittarius(I still remember,3rd of December, me in your sweater…you get the gist)

Vincent:March 13/Pisces(hes just like Gavin but different so yeah)

Sam:June 25/Cancer(the healing zodiac and idk but it’s so funny to me that he was born in pride month)

Guy:April 1/Aries(he finds it so funny that he was born on April fools day but my personality is also a mix of guy and Damien so (: )

Ollie:July 19/Cancer(I’m sorry so many of them are Cancers but they’re one of the most affectionate)

Aaron:September 27/Libra(I literally searched tsundere zodiac and Libra fit so well for him)

Eliott:March 18/Pisces(artistic and compassionate??? Eliott.)

Vega:October 25/Scorpio(i searched sadistic zodiac and the first video of him was in the timeframe for Scorpio so his birthday was the freelancer video with him)

Blake:November 12/Sagittarius(very inquisitive and I haven’t watched all the videos of him so idk him that well)

Geordi:July 2/Cancer(I typed in most forgiving:((( hes also very caring)

I did this in class when I should’ve been studying for a test I think I ended up failing lol

[arcana-amicus]

[stormxpadme]

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Whumptober 2021

No. 17 - hemorrhage

T.A. 2981

"What were you thinking?" When the last of grey-skinned, screeching enemies had fallen victim to an arrow of his at last, Aragorn wasted no time sprinting towards the pile of huge rocks where he'd last seen one of his foster brothers.

For the other, he looked out in vain for the moment and very much hoped that wouldn't be another problem on his hands in a minute. Elladan had ridden off once he'd been sure Elrohir and Aragorn could handle the rest of this highly violent orc tribe, to chase down a few escapees and keep them, with the usual tranquilizing shots, from attacking yet another village of Men anytime soon before reinforcements from Imladris could handle them for good.

  And things had gone entirely smoothly for a while; nothing more than a few light scratches and a pulled muscle or two. But then an orc had jumped from the top of that damn broken monument unexpectedly, almost decapitating Aragorn in the process, and Elrohir had apparently forgotten that Aragorn had been well capable of taking care of his own behind for the last two decades or so, thank you very much. That had been a pretty brutal impact against the stony surface when his brother had hurried to his side and another of the dark creatures had used the moment of Elrohir's cover dropping to ram him with his whole massive, plump body, slowed down only marginally by the dagger Aragorn had thrown at his chest. So Aragorn had not exactly been surprised that Elrohir hadn't rejoined him in taking care of the last of these bastards. Since the orc had stopped moving immediately once the elvish blade that had cut through his armor like butter, there had been no reason to worry about anything but Elrohir's thick head hurting for a few hours when he woke up.

  How wrong he was about that, Aragorn only realized when he hoisted the enemy's lifeless body from his brother's with some effort and a single look at Elrohir's ashen face and his fluttering eyelids let him know something wasn't right at all. Then he saw the quickly growing pool of blood staining the dried out grass below them. "What …?" Dread and guilt about his own ignorance pooling in his stomach, he dropped below his brother's lithe shape, agitated hands searching hectically for some kind of wound that Elrohir's dark leather tunics were still hiding from him.

  "Whoa, save that for my sister." Judging by Elrohir's slurred but mostly amused voice when he came around, he hadn't even realized it himself that the enemy had done some possibly fatal damage before his death. "Did you get them all?" Ignoring Aragorn's attempt to hold him still by his shoulder, Elrohir braced himself up on his elbows and tried to sit up but fell back with a hiss and reached down to his loins, eyes widening in shock when his hand came back up covered in blood. Well, there it was.

  "Lie still," Aragorn gritted through his teeth, already busy with bandages and the bag of herbs on his belt. But now that he actually knew what he was looking for, his heart was sinking faster with every passing second.

  Some dagger tip, probably, or a sharp edge of the orc's armor. Whatever it was that had grazed Elrohir's body there right next to his left hip bone had ripped open the possibly worst patch of flesh. No matter how thick the bundle of linen he used to press down on the bleeding, it was soaked through almost immediately. Now, finally, it reached Elrohir's clouded mind, too, that he was in a lot of trouble. He turned another shade paler, thin lips tight as he took the next makeshift bandage from Aragorn's hand and shoved it down on the wound himself, using the superior strength of his people, which elicited a sickening crack of bones and a suppressed groan from his lips and still didn't seem to help a lot. "You need to find Elladan. This is a case for song, not for herbs."

  "If you think I'm leaving you here, you have forgotten more about me in the last few years than is befit for your race." Aragorn rummaged in his bag once more but couldn't come up with anything helpful. His most effective tools were back in his chambers in Elrond's palace. Eru, he'd never let his brothers go on a hunt with him without any armor on.

  "Estel, we don't have time …"

  "Exactly. We don't." He rested his hand on Elrohir's forehead, then on his cheek, trying his best to swallow the panic that started to choke him. "You're shivering. Keep your eyes on me, 'Ro. Don't even think about it. You'd be dead before we returned."

  "I'm afraid that's yesterday's news, little brother." The sudden exhausted melancholy in Elrohir's smile hit him like a punch to the gut and increased his hopelessness. He'd seen this look on too many friends in his time in the armies of Men, and not a lot of them had left that respective battlefield alive. That damn bandage was already useless again, rivulets of thick red pouring through Elrohir's long fingers almost unhindered. When Aragorn reached for the same spot once more, Elrohir stopped him with his other, still surprisingly strong hand around his wrist. "Useless, Estel. You'd need to sew or sing it shut, and you can't do either. So stop and listen to me. I need you to tell ada … What are you doing?"

"Something more productive than listen to your will." Involuntarily, when Aragorn had almost been close to giving up himself, Elrohir had given him an idea for a last desperate measure. It was insane and would probably fail, too, but if he didn't try, he'd have to watch one of his foster brothers die in just a few minutes anyway. He wasn't exactly gentle when he grabbed Elrohir's chin and pushed his head to the side to open the two clasp of the long, narrow jewel his brother was wearing from the pointed tip of his ear down almost to his lobe. A gift of the twins' mother if Aragorn remembered right, and it didn't feel proper to defile it like that, but he was pretty sure Celebrían would have agreed with him that Elrohir's life was a lot more important than a little silver and a couple of crystals. He took the sharp-edged gem between his lips to clean it at least superficially and fumbled with the lock of a fragile necklace next that Arwen had given him for his last birthday. "You were saying?" He still wasn't overly interested in whatever last words for his family Elrohir was trying to give him, at least not until he could be sure he would actually have to hear them. But as long as his brother was talking, he was alive, and as long as he was distracted, he wouldn't think too hard about why Aragorn was hooking the end of that chain to the broader end of the earring.

  "I'm saying you need to learn how to give up a battle when it's over." The elf's warm, deep voice was starting to sound concerningly slow and quiet, his gaze slowly turning unfocused. A moment later, life returned to those heavy eyes, pupils going wide in new shock, and a shrill scream tore from Elrohir's lips. Good. Not exactly merciful but hopefully the energy that his body would need if Aragorn wanted to keep it alive until help would come.

  An uncoordinated hand tried to push him away instinctively, but he'd expected that and leaned down on his brother's chest with one knee, blocking both his arm and his eyes from having to witness how he punctured the improvised, far too-thick needle through already butchered flesh a second time, this time on the other side of that gaping cut.

  The scream was even louder this time, followed by a dry retch and a confused, pleading whimper.

  But Aragorn didn't stop, no matter how badly it tore his heart in two, having to give someone he loved so much such terrible pain. His hands worked as automatically as a song of healing left his lips, not half as powerful as anything an elvish healer could have done, but it would bring at least some urgently needed heaviness and calmness into his brother's soul while he pulled his makeshift thread of silver through those holes he'd punched and tugged close whatever was left of Elrohir's skin in this critical spot.

  The hand clenched tightly in his cloak fell to the ground, and there was no more screaming, but his brother was still breathing, and that was all that counted for now. Six more holes and a firm knot later, there was at least hardly any more blood for the moment.

  Aragorn fell to the ground with a sound somewhere between a sigh and a sob on his lips and raised his hands to his face to wipe it, only to realize that his gloves and fingertips were bathed in red. Suddenly, he felt a little like throwing up himself.

  Fortunately, he had no time to think about for long what by the stars he'd just done there, because in the distance, he could hear the thunderous beat of barefoot hoofs on the ground, letting him know, Elladan had probably heard his brother's wailing either from the distance or in their mental twin bond and given up on the last of enemies he might still have caught. Right now, there were far more important things to do.

  Aragorn had no illusions that once this war would get really bad as Mithrandir had foreseen it, there were many people in his life, elf and man and other friends alike, whom he'd have to say good-bye to, but this was not such a day. The shadow had not triumphed yet.

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OKAY BUT FROM ‘my sister my responsibility’ to ‘SIDE BY SIDE ‘ you see that ???