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youremyheaven · 1 year ago

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Rahu & Ketu: Abuse & Addiction

TW: drug overdose, death, suicide, abuse, childhood abuse

Nodal influence can be very destabilising and intoxicating. They're opposites but as they say the extremes of anything is a meeting point for it's opposite, so Rahu & Ketu share many similarities.

Rahu & Ketu are both shadow planets, Rahu is the head whereas Ketu is the tail. This in itself reveals much about the nature of the two. Rahu is over immersed in the world whereas Ketu is completely cut off from it.

When I say Rahu is over immersed/over stimulated, I don't mean they're profoundly connected to reality, I mean the opposite, they're deeply immersed in Maya/illusion that they often have no sense of reality. Rahu is the head, imagine if you lived in your head all the time? You'd be in your own la la land, disconnected from what is actually happening around you. This is Rahu energy. Without your body, you cannot use your senses, you cannot fully feel alive or experience reality. Rahu being the head means you're cut off from what is "real". You only live in your head and what happens in your head is very subjective and completely illusory.

They are so deeply immersed in an illusory world. This can manifest as substance addiction, video gaming, fame, material success, internet addiction, overly obsessed with "binging" content, maladaptive daydreaming etc, any experience that disconnects you from what is "real" and immerses you in something that feels very real but isn't real. Both Rahu and Ketu people suffer from addiction, Claire had mentioned that Nodal influence can make someone prone to addiction but why Rahu and Ketu are addicted tend to be very different. Rahu is overstimulated, they always need more of everything. There are people who spend 10 hours a day just watching YouTube videos or IG reels or whatever, that's because they need that much stimulation, since they live in their heads. Their minds need that kind of fodder to thrive off of. Once you start using any kind of substance, your brain builds a tolerance for it and you have to start using higher and higher doses to get the same high. When a Rahu native accumulates wealth, they start indulging in it but nothing is ever enough. They never feel "full", they don't have that fuse in their brain that flares up and says "this is enough". Basically they never know when to stop, they just keep going and going and going with anything they immerse themselves in. People play video games for 3-4 days straight without leaving their game set up. They don't ever feel satisfied. This is scary because "feeling full" is our brain's way of asking us to stop. Without that mechanism, we would overindulge and overdo everything which is what these natives do.

This is also why relationships are so tricky for Nodal people. They give too much and immerse themselves to the point where it's detrimental to the relationship. You either feel like you're losing part of yourself to it or the other person feels like you're consuming their energy too much (which makes them feel drained). Moderation does not exist for Nodal people either they're completely detached or they're completely obsessed.

Its similar to Jupiter energy in the sense that Jupiter is also very expansive and has the ability to immerse itself in everything and give so much but Jupiter has other principles that firmly ground it in reality as it is not a shadow planet like Rahu. It is not suspended in an illusion, Jupiter natives give so much or do so much because they have the internal space to do so, not out of a tendency to immerse themselves in Maya/illusion. Jupiter is the opposite, they see through Maya and find it hard to consciously part take in it.

Taylor Swift- Ardra Moon

She works harder than anybody in the biz. Her concerts are like 3 hours long and she does like 40-50 shows on average. She's ALWAYS doing THE most. She releases a new album every 2 years or so, has other projects etc this is a positive manifestation of Rahu energy because it allows you to be deeply immersed in your craft and your world but it also means you live in a bubble and you are cut off from "real life".

Ketu is the tail, it is cut off from reality and feels profoundly disconnected to reality. It is hard for these natives to feel like they relate to anything. This is why Ketuvians struggle with addiction. They use substances because they want to feel something, want to feel tethered, want to feel connected. They have to use higher doses because it helps them feel heightened emotions when they usually don't feel anything at all.

Ketu is connected to spirituality because natives who feel disconnected from the real world to this extent find it easier to immerse themselves in the occult and in esoterica. It is more abstract and requires you to think non-logically, i.e, experientially, but this is something Ketuvians have a hard time with, they themselves feel very "abstract" or like they aren't real or don't exist, so while they're intrinsically drawn to the esoteric, they feel untethered/ungrounded by immersing themselves in it too much. They need something they can cling to, they need something solid that they can attach themselves to.

All Rahuvian nakshatras belong to the Shudra caste, specifically the Butcher caste, this is very interesting because Shudra is the lowest caste (Mleccha is "outcaste" which means it exists outside the system entirely), to be Rahuvian means to operate on the lowest level. Butchers have to slaughter meat to make a living, that is unpleasant and brutal work, and only if they are disconnected from it can they keep doing it. They cannot be too focused on what they actually do because then it will be hard for them to do their tasks. They're not repulsed by it because they're disconnected from it.

2/3 Ketuvian naks are also Shudra caste whereas Ashwini is the only Ketu nak that is upper caste as it is a Vaishya nak.

(table by me hehe)

Rahuvian naks are found in all 3 ganas (Swati is deva gana, Ardra is manushya gana, Shatabhisha is rakshasa gana)

2/3 Ketuvian naks are Rakshasa gana (Mula, Magha) with only Ashwini being a Deva gana nak

I feel like Ketuvians are always made to feel like the bad guy / people villainize them a lot. They're the "ugly ducklings" who have to "win" approval as they're never accepted for who they are.

Rahu needs to immerse itself in something because its sensory perception is limited and they need to really indulge to grasp what is "real". Its very common for people with heavy Rahuvian or Rahu in a malefic placement to experience hallucinations or feel like their grip on reality is very thin.

Ketu has nothing perceive with at all. Its like being completely lost in the shadows or the dark. There's no perception taking place at all, it makes the natives inwardly drawn because its truly hard for them to absorb from their surroundings unlike Rahu which absorbs easily and fully. Rahu is over immersed whereas Ketu lacks immersion at all.

Lets look at the yoni animals of Rahu & Ketu naks respectively

Rahu: Ardra -dog yoni, Shatabhisha- horse yoni, Swati-buffalo yoni

Ketu: Magha-rat yoni, Mula- dog yoni, Ashwini-horse yoni

one common theme is that all these animals are abused, mistreated and exploited

(rats are the go to animal for lab testing, dogs are valued for their loyalty and are at the mercy of their owners, horses are made to endure so much labour, buffalos are farm animals)

all of these animals are also associated with dirt/filth in some way or another which is perhaps why people with Nodal influence often have a dishevelled appearance. They're bad at taking care of themselves.

Both horse yoni & dog yoni are divided among Rahu & Ketu naks whereas the yoni consort for Swati is Hasta (Moon ruled) and Magha is Purvaphalguni (Venus ruled).

Horses are very strong but very fragile animals. They start walking almost immediately after birth, they sleep standing up but they require a lot of attention and care as their health tends to be very fragile. Even though horses are associated with working hard, its not exactly innately part of their nature, it's just that they've been domesticated into being that way. It represents a very powerful active energy, as horses can be highly temperamental and unpredictable.

Dog yoni on the other hand, makes a person very needy and eager to please others. Dogs depend on the affection of their owners and without it they feel unhappy. Both these nakshatras have obsessive tendencies and a people pleasing nature. They're also two nakshatras who endure abuse the most.

I've noticed that a lot of people tend to have both nodes in their chart and I wonder what its like to house such contradictions. On one hand you're extremely involved, on the other, you're supremely detached.

The entertainment industry is one where people with Nodal influence really thrive but also often, self-destruct themselves. Its immensely hard to balance these energies since Rahu heightens whatever is in it, the way Jupiter expands whatever it touches. Both planets make you feel manic but in different ways.

Addiction is the result of an overactive nervous system and a coping mechanism. Ketu feels cut off from society/life/the world so in order to feel connected, it over indulges. Rahu needs something that will help them fully lose themselves, idk if I'm explaining it properly but you know how the best movies you've watched are the ones where you feel like you were in them experiencing those things with the characters? Its like that

There is an unhappy pattern of Rahu & Ketu influenced people being abused, I have especially noted this among child actors but also others.

Taylor Momsen- Swati Moon

Her parents signed her up with Ford Modeling when she was just 2 years old. "No 2-year-old wants to be working, but I had no choice. My whole life, I was in and out of school. I didn't have friends. I was working constantly and I didn't have a real life."

This theme of not experiencing "real life" or reality is very prominent in the lives of Rahuvian and Ketuvian people. It can be interpreted in many ways according to the context but there is always a sense of being deprived of what was "normal" or "real" as a result of which these natives had to live in their imagination or indulge in other things.

Like the child star who worked their whole life playing other people (acting is very Rahuvian) or the loner kid who spends all their time immersed in movies or video games because that feels more "real" to them.

Fame is also an inherently Rahuvian experience bc it's an illusion & a prison.

Judy Garland- Ardra Rising, Mula Moon

She was emotionally abused and controlled by her mother who got her addicted to drugs by the time she was a teenager. She was also sexually abused by the studio executives she worked with. Judy had a very tough life.

Aaron Carter, Ardra Moon, Mula Rising

Aaron Carter claimed that as a teen musician, his family spent $500 million of his money on 15 houses and 30 cars. He claimed that when his parents sold the houses, he didn't get a cut of the profits. He also alleged that his dad shot a .44 magnum near his ear — which resulted in him going 70% deaf in one ear — to force him into signing a $256,000 check.

Being heavily tattooed (more examples at the end of this post) is also a very Nodal thing to do.

He unfortunately passed away in 2022 from an accidental drug overdose. This is also a very unfortunate pattern among Nodal celebrities.

Macaulay Culkin- Shatabhisha Moon, Magha Sun & Mercury

Macaulay Culkin's father Kit managed him during his childhood career. Macaulay has shared that his father was controlling and had him on a very busy filming schedule in the early '90s. He added his father made him stay up every night to study the lines he would have to say the next day. Macaulay asserted that his father was "such a crazy person" that he forced him to do SNL without cue cards when he hosted the show at 11 years old. Macaulay has explained that he felt his father was jealous of him because “everything he tried to do in his life I excelled at before I was 10 years old.”When Macaulay stopped acting after his 1994 movie Richie Rich, he told his parents, “I’m done, guys — hope you all made your money because there is no more coming from me.”His parents were never married and after he stopped acting, his mother filed for custody. Macaulay ended up taking his parents to court to stop them from controlling his $17 million in earnings. Since then, he and his father have been estranged.

I feel like the "child star gone wild" is a trope meant specifically for Nodal people

Keke Palmer, Magha Sun & Mercury, Mula Moon

Palmer shared on IG:

"Due to traveling and scheduling both of my parents had to stop working to support my career and be present for my three siblings, leaving me with the financial responsibility around age 12. Which I took great pride in because I knew what it would do for generations to come and a huge blessing that I could even help out. However it caused me a lot of pain because I essentially had to abandon my childhood feelings and desires, becoming like a parentalized child, which is something some of you can probably relate to in your own way. This was something that I have had to continuously work through because I am grateful but often feel like.. I missed “IT”. Life can be such a tragic comedy because how funny is it.. that now becoming an actual parent, and the responsibility I’ve always carried being more valid now than ever, has in fact given me the chance to feel what it’s like to be a kid again, I get a chance to explore a lot of the things I missed out on with my son, His freedom is like, the most priceless gift to me. He is already teaching me so much, it’s like he awakened the little me inside that I thought was long gone."

Ketu dominance = being your own parent, being neglected by your family or having to be your parent's parent.

Michael Jackson, Magha Sun & Mercury, Shatabhisha Rising

From a young age Jackson was physically and mentally abused by his father, enduring incessant rehearsals, whippings and name-calling. Jackson's abuse as a child affected him throughout his grown life. reading about the lives of the Jackson siblings and how severely they were all abused is very perspective altering and sad

Mary Kate & Ashley Olsen, Magha Moon, Ashlesha Rising (inc the ashlesha placement bc its another nak often subject to control and abuse)

“With what we were doing in business when we were younger, I don’t think it ever felt like we were actresses,” Mary-Kate “Because we spend so much more of our time not in front of the cameras, building a brand. Ashley agreed, saying: “I always looked at myself, even as a kid, as a business woman.” Mary-Kate said she wouldn't wish her childhood on anyone, and said she felt like a "monkey performer."

they quit acting in the mid 2000s and rarely make public appearances and god only knows what they endured in the business bc neither of them will talk about it.

Sarah Michelle Geller, Ashwini Sun conjunct Ketu, Shatabhisha Moon

Sarah herself enjoyed the path she'd ended up on, she has rules in place for her own daughter. Recalling the "industry abuses" she experienced as a teenager in Hollywood, she said she hoped she'd "set up a safety net for these actors that I didn't have," but that she and husband Freddie Prinze Jr. have "rules in place" that mean daughter Charlotte "can't be in front of a camera until she graduates high school."

Kylie Jenner, Swati Moon

Kylie started appearing on her family's reality show when she was 10

In 2016, she told her sister Kim in an episode of the show: "I feel like I've had anxiety for too long. I feel too much, I care too much, I read too much. Some people are born for this life and some people aren’t. I just know I’m not supposed to be famous.” in an old IG post she said: "I’m proud of myself, my heart, and my strength. Growing up in the light with a million eyes on you just isn’t normal. I’ve lost friends along the way and I’ve lost myself too sometimes. My first tattoo was 'sanity' to remind myself everyday to keep it. I’ve struggled with anxiety my whole young adult life." "I know I don't want to be famous forever. There's gonna be a time where I feel comfortable, I'm at a good place in my life, and I just stop."

Natalie Wood, Ashwini Moon

The late Natalie Wood was forced into acting by her mother, Maria, who missed her chance to become a performer and instead focussed her efforts on pushing her daughters to stardom.

While young Natalie had a natural talent for performing, it seemed that her reason for going to movie sets was more to please her mother than to quench any desire of her own.

Bella Thorne, Mula Moon

"I was sexually abused and physically growing up from the day I can remember till I was 14. When I finally had the courage to lock my door at night and sit by it. All damn night." She has also stated that she only started acting as a child to support her family.

Drew Barrymore, Shatabhisha Sun

Drew's mother took her to clubs and allowed her access to drugs and alcohol, ultimately leading to her institutionalization at the age of 13, and emancipating herself at 14. Drew described fame at such a young age as "a recipe for disaster."

Edith Piaf, Mula Sun & Mercury, Magha Mars

Born in Paris practically on the streets, she struggled from day one, the daughter of street performers. The mother, a singer, eventually abandoned both Edith and her father for a solo career. Piaf spent her youth entertaining passers-by, receiving little formal education in the process. She often accompanied her father's acrobat street act with her singing and at various times was forced to live with various relatives, in alleys or in cheap hotels. An aborted love affair left her with a baby girl at age 17, but little Marcelle died of meningitis at 2 years old. Devastated, Piaf returned to the streets she knew, now performing solo. Her fortunes finally changed when an impresario, Louis Leplee, mesmerized by what he heard, offered the starving but talented urchin a contract. He alone was responsible for taking her off the streets at age 20 and changing her name from Edith Gassion to "La Mome Piaf" (or "Kid Sparrow"). Piaf grew in status entertaining in elegant cafés and cabarets and became a singing sensation amid the chic French society with her throbbing vocals and raw, emotional power. From 1936, Piaf recorded many albums and eventually became one of the highest paid stars in the world.

Later in life she became an addict and died in poverty at the age of 47.

Brittany Murphy, Swati Moon & Venus

she was a child star who was managed by her controlling mom. she battled with eating disorders and drug addiction. rip britt.

Justin Bieber, Shatabhisha Sun conjunct Saturn

Justin shot to fame at a very young age and was severely exploited by his management/everybody around him

Now here are some heavily tatted celebs and their placements

L to R

Rihanna- Shatabhisha Sun

Paris Jackson- Ardra Moon

Cheryl Cole- Ardra Sun & Mars, Shatabhisha Moon

Demi Lovato- Magha Sun

Jungkook- Magha Moon, Mula Rising

Ruby Rose- Swati Rising

Machine Gun Kelly- Ashwini Sun

The 27 club refers to a phenomenon where several musicians have died by age 27, many from an overdose. Unfortunately many of them have Nodal influence.

Brian Jones- Shatabhisha Sun

Jimi Hendrix- Mula Rising

Amy Winehouse- Mula Moon

Kurt Cobain- Shatabhisha Sun, Ardra Moon,

Janis Joplin- Ardra Moon, Mula Mars, Asc conjunct Ketu (in Dhanishta)

Jim Morrison- Ketu conjunct Rising (in Shravana)

several other celebrities who have died from overdoses also tend to have prominent Nodal influence

John Belushi- Mula Rising

Phillip Seymour Hoffman- Mercury in Ardra 2h, Mars conjunct Ketu in Swati

Prince- Shatabhisha Moon, Ketu in Ashwini

Whitney Houston- Shatabhisha Rising

River Phoenix- Magha Sun conjunct Ketu, Swati Ascendant conjunct Jupiter

Elvis Presley- Shatabhisha Moon

Margaux Hemingway- Ashwini Rising

Nodal planets are shadow planets and it can be very difficult for these natives to manage this energy as it is energy without a source, Rahu & Ketu don't have physical form or existence, that is a lot of uncontrolled energy to possess within yourself. Many people turn to spirituality and other esoteric sources and good Rahu & Ketu influence is vital and necessary to study or gain access to gnosis, study astrology or other occult matters but when this energy is imbalanced in their chart, these natives are more prone to self-destruction than any other planetary dominance simply because the unbridled energy is impossible to contain and requires some kind of coping mechanism. I have dated several Nodal men and they all dealt with varying degrees of addiction to varying substances and they all spoke about "wanting to feel more real" or how "nothing feels solid". I will try to focus on the positive manifestations of the Nodes on a future post.

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venussaidso · 18 days ago

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might make them great politicians if they cared enough.

Ashwini represents the head of Aries, and it is symbolized by the horse head. This indicates sharp thinking, mental speed and the impulse to take initiative. Active thoughts eventually lead to self-expression (an obvious 1H theme) and a possible confidence in speech, especially in the way that this nakshatra is related to celestial healers and the quickness to respond to the needs of others, this highlighting the potential skill to channel the right words at any given instant. The fast communication is also because this nakshatra falls in the merchant caste. So the potential excellency in persuasion, being impactful & emotionally insightful in speech, is indicative of them being good negotiators, traders and salespeople.

The “slick talker” thing is just the manifestation of their ability to respond fast, to shift (by personality or language), and be able to read the emotions of others to know what to channel (this is mostly connected to their healing abilities which may be used for bad through deception). Mars drives strategy, so this deceptiveness ties to their ability to scheme as well.

I know Ketu nakshatras are generally connected to scammers but there's a specific way that Ashwini does it. I've noticed how good they are at being chameleon, and liesmiths.

Low-Key Lyesmith is literally played by Ashwini ASC native Jonathan Tucker in American Gods.

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Another form of the demigod in the series is Mr. World, played by Ashwini Sun native Crispin Glover.

He is also seen shapeshifting. As expected, he is a mischievous double agent.

While likely Ashwini Moon Tom Hiddleston plays the demigod in the Marvel Cinematic Universe. Low-Key Lyesmith is his other alias in the series American Gods, where he is still the Norse trickster god. “Lyesmith”, liesmith, puts emphasis on the ability to create illusions through speech and communication — this being a merchant nakshatra co-ruled by the smokey, shadow planet.

In the Marvel Cinematic Universe, his uses of magical illusions were taught by his mother, Frigga, who is played by Magha Moon Rene Russo.

I already touched on Ketu's associations to magic, witches, shape-shifting, and illusions, especially through the character Morgan Le Fay. Although it's not the only planet that is illusory, of course.

I'd relate Ashwini to the Silvertongue archetype. If you've watched There Will Be Blood, you realize just how good Daniel Plainview is at talking. He's your classic scammy salesman. Very, very good at selling his business, and very manipulative using his son as the face of it, for advertisement, to convince everyone else that he's a family man, in order to bring in more clients. Spoiler alert: he is not a family guy. The character was intentionally portrayed as a conman.

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He's played by Ashwini Moon Daniel Day Lewis.

Disney's Hades, voiced by Ashwini Sun James Woods, was portrayed to come off as a charismatic slimy car salesman. He talks so fast you don't know what he's saying at times but he's really charismatic and funny which makes the person he's manipulating question themselves.

With the second clip to this attached video, I intentionally added it to emphasize Ashwini's internal speedy nature. The active mind processes also relate to Hades' fast-talking, illusory nature. Idris Elba guessing Tom Hiddleston instead of Benedict Cumberbatch, and Andy Serkis implying they're pretty much the same was a cherry on top. And it's so interesting how Benedict Cumberbatch was up to play Hades, along with Tom Hiddleston, for a live-action movie.

Although I doubt the project is happening anymore.

In the above YouTube video, you'll see how Plainview has a particular way of articulating himself... when he's actually lying. He speaks this way in front of a target audience, but his actions reflect something else.

This reminds me of Patrick Bateman, from American Psycho, giving a social justice warrior speech when he is actually internally empty and detached from humanity as a whole. All a front.

He does this quite a lot in the movie. Very important to pay attention to his articulation and presentation. Ashwinis can be remarkable shape-shifters.

Loki, also known as the Prince of Lies, has also been voiced by Ashwini Moon Troy Baker in video games. Obviously portrayed to be very charismatic, known for having a silver tongue, he's expected to be several steps ahead of everyone. That's the Aries scheming right there rooted in strategy (Mars) and psychological warfare (Ketu, as its the psyche).

Morgan Pendragon, from Camelot (2011), also leans into this archetype, but with just a touch of seduction. She used her power through speech and manipulation to influence others. There are impactful scenes where she is speaking to large crowds of people where she incites a lot of emotions from them. Her motivation, besides the throne, was to be a strong political figure.

Besides magic — psychological warfare, language, and emotional insight were tools for her to control outcomes. Even in defeat, she's quickly thinking of the next strategy and scheme. Being Ashwini, she's a fantastic negotiator. She loves collecting psychological insight as well. In this post, I talked about Ketuvians playing master illusionists.

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cherrypikkins · 11 days ago

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'A Question of Trust' - Rook x Lucanis Short Fic - Part 6

description: lucanis has no memory of what happened during his most recent sleepwalk. all he knows is that seiren is badly hurt, there's blood on his clothes, and spite is strangely quiet

Continued from Part 5

(cw: blood, injury)

"…and with each new clue, they get closer to cracking the case wide open, only for the chapter to end in a cliffhanger!" Bellara chatters while mopping up the walkway. "And it just frustrates me every time! A-Anyway, it just feels like we're right in the middle of one - a mystery serial, that is. Oh! Lucanis, you're back!"

Lucanis enters and glances around. Bellara and Taash are both armed with mops while Davrin attacks the tiles with a scrubbing brush. There is a bucket of soapy water by the Eluvian. And Neve is conspicuously absent.

"What are you all doing?" he asks, baffled. "I thought this was a crime scene."

"Right, uh…" Bellara flails a bit. "Has Harding filled you in? We figured out that the attack didn't actually happen in the Eluvian Room but in the Crossroads. Which opens the door - no pun intended - to a whole world of possibilities as to what might've happened!"

"She also mentioned that Rook was the one who opened up the Eluvian." Lucanis raises a skeptical brow. "Exactly how did you reach that conclusion?"

"Oh that's easy!" She beams proudly. "Neve had me examine the arcane signatures of the residual energy used to activate the Eluvian. Like a fingerprint! Rook's signature was the strongest, so she was definitely the last one to open the Eluvian - and recently too!"

"It's still a working theory," Davrin points out, straightening up. "The question remains as to why she did it, knowing that Spite wanted out. That said…" He mumbles grudgingly. "…I'll admit that this case isn't as clear-cut as we all thought."

"Hey. Don't give me that," scoffs Taash. "Clear-cut my ass. I told you all from the very beginning that Spite wasn't the culprit. And now we know that Rook was hurt out in the Crossroads. So that means anything from Demons to Venatori to Antaam to Darkspawn could have got her."

"Doesn't change the fact that Spite had something to do with it," Davrin retorts.

Lucanis grits his teeth at the insinuation but ignores it. "You've all yet to explain the purpose of tampering with Neve's crime scene-"

"Oh, so it's my crime scene now? Isn't this my lucky day," Neve smirks behind them, cradling what looks to be a glowing wicker basket. "Easy, Lucanis. I had them clear up the blood. Can't risk this little one getting corrupted, can we?"

She lifts the basket lid. A pale mote of light floats out, flickering with life and curiosity as it explores the room.

"A wisp…?" Lucanis tracks the lesser spirit's movements as it flits toward the Eluvian.

"I wanted you to see this," Neve explains, following the wisp and gesturing for the others to do the same. "We are going to get a glimpse of exactly what happened in this very room."

The group gathers before the Eluvian. Lucanis watches intently as the wisp hovers before the mirror. It seems to contemplate. Then, its luminous form morphs into a familiar figure - an elven woman with long brown hair up in a ponytail, dressed in light armor and a familiar uniform.

"Rook…" Lucanis murmurs, eyes wide. It is the very spitting image of her, only translucent and aglow in blue veilfire.

"She wasn't wearing armor at the book club meeting…" Neve observes, lips pursing. "Why now…?"

The group hushes as the phantasmal scene plays out. The illusory Rook unholsters the Lyrium Dagger. Sure enough, she holds it to the Eluvian. As dagger and mirror resonate, a portal materializes, opening into the Crossroads beyond.

Rook turns to face a disbelieving Lucanis. But he knows it's not him she's looking at. It's Spite.

"There. I've opened it," she says with a reassuring smile, holding out a hand towards him. Her voice is a faded echo of the past, but each word rings clear. "Now, let's go see what's out there."

The image evaporates, leaving behind a single lone wisp.

…

Harding and Emmrich glance up, startled, as the doors to the infirmary burst open. Lucanis enters, making another beeline for Rook. Somewhere behind him, Davrin shouts at him to halt, but Lucanis pays him no concern.

"Emmrich. Rook has been suffering the same nightmare ever since the attack, am I correct?" He asks urgently. "I need an answer - this is important."

Emmrich exchanges a bewildered look with Harding before responding cautiously. "I cannot say for certain that it's the same nightmare repeating over and over again, but she does keep calling out for Spite-"

"It's not just a nightmare," Lucanis cuts him off. "It's a memory. She's dreaming of the exact moment she was attacked, and quite possibly the events that led up to it."

Harding's eyes widen with realization. "Wait. Dreams happen in the Fade, don't they? I might be getting it wrong, but if the memory and the nightmare are the same, then…"

"Then Spite can go there," Lucanis affirms. "He can reach into the Fade and tap into that memory. He'll be able to remember. Then he can tell us exactly what happened and, luck willing, how to wake her."

Isn't that right? He silently asks the demon at his shoulder. Spite shifts uncomfortably, growling in discontent. Was he afraid? Lucanis wondered. Of what he might find there?

"Lucanis…" Emmrich says tensely. "In order for that to happen, you'll have to let Spite take control. Completely."

"That's fine," Lucanis insists, eyes drifting towards the infirmary bed. "Whatever it takes to save Rook - to save Seiren."

"That's not all," Emmrich shakes his head. "If Spite regains his memories, there's a risk that it will change him - maybe even corrupt you both."

"I… I won't let that happen," Lucanis promises. "I'll be with him, every step of the way. If he starts to forget who he is, then I'll be more than happy to remind him."

He tightens his hand into a fist as he addresses Spite. "You hear that, demon? I'm entrusting you with Rook's memories, just like she trusted you with her life. It's time we listened to your side of the story."

'No. Not listen.'

Spite seizes Lucanis by the wrist before he has a chance to react, pulling him through the Veil.

'You will see.'

(to be continued)

#rookanis #lucanis dellamorte #rook x lucanis #veilguard #spite #datv #dragon age the veilguard #seiren thorne

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ohwolfling · 8 months ago

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Gale’s evil ending is out on Youtube now! How do you feel about it and is there any analysis to it?

[goes to YouTube because I have Toy Story disease and know I will never do this myself]

Ooooh boy. The thing is, this is an RPG. If you played the game in such a way that Gale would get here, alright. I don’t wish to yuck anyone’s yum. But for me this feels nigh on impossible.

-please not, I have not slept right in like a month, this is not as polished as I usually try to make my asks/meta-

Gale at his very worst wants to be worshiped, adored, and praised. He wants to be equal to gods because it’s gods who have made playthings of the little guys. I don’t think that this kind of submission would satisfy Gale, nor do I think that Gale is someone who does direct violence on purpose, even on his worst days.

Choice One

As for destroying the heavens, I don’t know, Gale seems aware that being a Chosen is a curse regardless of who the god is and I don’t see Gale focusing his ire on throwing his testament to Mystra and having a crowd beat up a Mystra statue that came from I am not sure where? Sort of echoes my sentiments that while BG3 is some of the best and most varied representation of abuse and trauma on personal and systemic levels I’ve ever seen, it still has it’s little flaws, both because of its commitment at times to DnD lore and the fact that I don’t think that survivors/advocates/educators were consulted so much as we got lucky. I’ve talked about this mostly in regards to how the narrative fails Wyll (not because Wyll should be more important than other companions because he’s literally from Baldur’s Gate, an argument that is just… so dumb, your hearts are in the right place but jfc).

Choice Two

I just don’t believe in any version of Gale that wants to lead an army. It made me laugh honestly.

Choice Three

ILLUSION MAGIC, CONTENTMENT, LOVE (djinn, careful what you wish for, etc, so there’s like… existing lore and stuff for this in the greater pantheon of storytelling)... This one had such potential. Disappears immediately, however.

Does he need a big statue of himself? What is that meant to communicate? I don’t get this. Gale likes pretty things and this world is still hideous for himself. God Gale shows us that Gale’s “Bad” ending is leaning into aesthetics and power-posturing. This is… just not in character to me under any circumstances.

Choice Four

Killing everybody is just plain mean. Gale needs something to gaslight himself about. Frankly, this is too simple for the kind of mental illness this man holds within him. The line says, “this is mercy” but nothing around it actually implies that. Actually kinda pisses me off. A thing doesn’t need to look menacing to be evil and I expect Larian to know better. A power move here would’ve been Gale finding he still feels hopeless after all this and detonating himself against even the Orb’s will!

Choice Five

Gale could never wish for chaos to rule. He would get IBS. I also don’t think “people are inherently bad” is a Gale thing. That might vibe with Shadowheart and Astarion before their healing journeys or if you play them that way, but even then there’s so much foundational wounding that gets them there. This is just… lol ok. Gale very clearly loves children, at least in the sense that he wants to protect them. If there’s an evil Gale who would turn a child into a little killer, it would be against an abuser of some kind, not a mother protecting them.

Generally,

Let him kill Mystra and have chaos ensue that way, cowards.

A Gale who would control or limit you would do so leading with pleasure, not cruelty (maybe some Willow erasing Tara’s memories vibes) and even where they did play with this they ultimately failed. It doesn’t serve Gale in any way to create illusory magic for big statue. Some of the language around some of the choices feels… very insecure masculinity? And I don’t particularly associate that with Gale. His problems with Mystra are not based in not feeling like A Man™, but in not feeling enough as Merely A Mortal Man™. That’s a reading that people falsely make of Gale of Waterdeep™ throughout the game, which is good world building and makes sense, as he is a renowned wizard, was a child prodigy, and is a known paramor and Chosen of Mystra. That’s the social dig at his facade. Gale Dekarios, however, doesn’t demonstrate any issues in that flavor?

If you’ve played Gale as a man constantly on the cusp of evil, you may have an insight to this that I don’t. But for me, even where things feel somewhat possible, it’s giving Daenerys burns down King’s Landing because we forgot to write her for four seasons in the middle and are bored now. Which is to say that GRRM has a few books left to make Daenerys accelerate herself and could do it in a way that is beautiful and breaks my heart but that ain’t what happened here today, ya know?

This is an observation no one asked for but I think part of the perfect storm that led to SO MUCH additional Astarion content (the obvious being casual hornies + Neil Newbon being as accommodating as he is passionate [affectionate][complimentary][in awe]) is that the default setting for how Larian Studios views evil, struggle, grief, trauma, abuse, etc is in these very flashy, edgy tropes of Hurt People Hurt People being very literal. And that is a genuine and beautiful load-bearing wall of Astarion’s belief system. But Hurt People Hurt People doesn’t apply to Gale, at least not in that way. Gale tries every other thing possible before he comes up with the idea to restore elements of the Weave to Mystra through relics and such. And when he gets the orb, he’s moving to be sure his own inevitable detonation doesn’t hurt anyone. Gale’s entire story is about the risk of reaching out, of trying to connect, you literally pull him out of a hole of unstable magic.

As a note - Nothing I say here is too critical of Larian studios. For me personally, multiple endings of the same flavor are not what fuels replayability but for most people who simply play this game and do not examine it as a piece of literature or find community around the discussion of it, it does. Studios are a business and they’ve been through it working on this with WotC/DnD. I totally get it. But I’d really rather more in world characterization than additional endings.

#gale of waterdeep #gale dekarios #galeposting #bg3 #bg3 meta #i guess #bg3 reaction #???#wolfling answers

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arealtrashact · 1 year ago

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Mind if I ask if there was anything that led you to cast the characters as the specific animals you did for the Saw zodiac piece?? Like I KNOW you had to work with the animals within the Chinese zodiac, but...why the goat for Kramer, the monkey for Amanda, and so forth??? Was it based on birthdays or character traits, or something like that??

I really like that piece and I want to give u a platform to talk about it more lmao

Like you said, my choices were limited to the animals within the zodiac. It was a fun little challenge mixing and matching each animal to a character that I felt suited them (personality-wise in some cases, appearance-wise in others.) More under the cut, for those interested.

Amanda (Monkey) - Jumps between mischievously playful and sadistically cruel. In possession of ten clever little fingers, perfect for rigging traps…

John (Goat) - Stubborn + stoutly adheres to his beliefs. Sporting a pair of curving horns that play into the spiral motif very nicely. Enjoys playing God and doling out punishment, much like a certain other horn-ed fellow who spends his days disciplining ‘sinners’.

Jill (Sow) - Seemed like an easy choice considering the Tuck family’s pig farm. I also wanted to call back to Gideon and what could have been.

Hoffman (Tiger) - Large, imposing and solitary. (Almost) always one step ahead. Tigers having illusory eyes on the backs of their ears to throw off stalking predators feels extremely Hoffman to me. Getting the jump on him is nearly impossible. Nearly.

Strahm (Dog) - Not just any dog, a GSD. Sharp as a whip, wary as a watchman. Commonly used by law enforcement. Loyal to those he considers friends, aloof and standoffish to just about everybody else...

Cecilia (Dragon) - Much like a dragon, Cecilia would be right at home curled atop a mountain of treasure. Even what she promises / advertises seems mythical - the kind of miracle that only exists within a fantasy...

Logan (Ox) - ‘It’s cause you’re always in that damn BARN.’ A farm animal through and through. He's John’s heir apparent, a faint outline of him, complete with a similarly horned silhouette.

Lawrence (Rabbit) - Larry was one of the ‘lucky’ ones, and what's more lucky than a rabbit's foot? ( Do you think he carries his severed foot around on his keys in this AU ? )

Adam (Rat) - I mean…

Schenk (Snake) - People will probably assume that I picked a snake because he’s ‘deceitful’ (I actually think his rage was justified. ACAB.) but I actually just wanted to incorporate spirals onto him in an organic way. Snakes, with their intricate scale patterns, allowed me to do just that.

Who’s left? Zep Hindle screams 'chicken' to me and Lynn has beautiful flowing hair that lends itself perfectly to a horsey.

🤙

#Trashtalk #Saw #Miss-Bvnny

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penumbra-mayhem · 2 months ago

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In Search of the Answer

JayVik fic // 1.4k

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They'd been at it for hours. This one fucking equation. It stared at them—no—taunted them with its illusory simplicity. Viktor slouched in his seat, his glazed eyes scanning it over once more, as if the 41st time would make a difference. As if, suddenly, the answer would spring out from the board before his very eyes. Infuriating.

A piece of chalk whizzed past his ear and hit the board, breaking on impact and crumbling to the floor. Viktor swung his head around, blinking hard at the immediate dizziness as he joked, "That wasn't very dignified of you, Golden Boy."

Jayce pretended to gag as he walked up to the left of Viktor and leaned back against one of their worktables. He chuckled, "Ew, no, don't call me that, please."

"Pfft, why not? It is your title, is it not?" Viktor teased.

"Yeaah," Jayce said, crossing his arms as he stared back at the board, "but it's weird when you say it. It's weird when anyone says it, honestly, but especially you."

"Well then, what would you rather I call you?"

"I don't know." He shrugged. "Jayce? Anything other than Golden Boy, really."

Viktor could have let it go. He could have called him any benign, clever insult, something to just provoke a bark of laughter and maybe a quick quip in return. But the day had been so monotonous and he was so tired; his third cup of coffee had barely done anything. He was tired, they were bored, and the goddamn equation was not going to be solved anytime soon.

So he decided to play. Viktor slung an arm over the back of his chair, fixing his gaze on Jayce with a tilt of his head and a smirk.

"Okay....pretty boy."

That got his attention. Jayce's eyes widened and his head swiveled back and forth between the equation and Viktor. Gaping, he struggled to find his voice, "Wh-what?"

Viktor shrugged. "What?"

Jayce tugged at the hair on the back of his head as he stammered, "Why-uh, um, why would you call me that?"

"It's an accurate descriptor, is it not? You are pretty," he replied, like it was the most obvious thing in the world. He couldn't help but take delight in Jayce's flustered appearance.

"What? N-No, I'm not."

"Yes. You are. With your hair and your skin and your eyelashes—"

"My eyelashes?"

Viktor nodded. "Yes, your eyelashes."

"My eyelashes."

"Have I suddenly switched into another language?" Viktor was just being an ass at this point.

Jayce tried to fight back. "How in Piltover are my eyelashes pretty?"

He failed.

"They're long and luscious," Viktor answered, a smug grin fixed on his face. Jayce cackled, shaking his head in disbelief. "And you bat them. Often," he added.

"I do not!"

Viktor waved his hand, clearing the air of Jayce's protest. "Yes you do, whenever you want to get your way—which is often—you bat your eyelashes."

"You..." Jayce growled in mock irritation, "you asshole, you're messing with me."

"I'm not messing with you!...pretty boy."

Jayce stammered through a series of frustrated sounds before declaring, "You can't say that!"

Now things were getting good. Viktor lifted his head off his arm, intrigued. "And why not?"

"Because...because between the two of us, you're the pretty boy!" Jayce shot back, as if he'd won. As if he hadn't played right into Viktor's hand.

"Aw, you think I'm pretty?" Viktor teased, tousling his own hair.

Jayce kept fighting, aware he was losing ground quickly but unwilling to give up. "Well-I-uh, it-it's a fact! Everyone knows that!"

Viktor mocked astonishment. "Really?"

"Y-Yes! Really! It's uh one of your top qualities."

"My top qualities? And what would those be?"

"You know...uh...smart, yeah, very smart. Um, ingenious. Uh...witty...compassionate, persistent...funny...dedicated...."

Jayce slowed down, caught in Viktor's gaze.

Viktor's grin softened. "And...pretty?"

"...y-yeah...it's...among those."

"Hm. Interesting," Viktor murmured.

Jayce squirmed, stammering, "W-Well now your top quality is just being creepy, stop...stop staring at me."

Viktor shrugged. "Okay." Grabbing his cane, he stood and walked up to the board. He dropped the game and engrossed himself back into the equation, chalk in hand.

Losing Viktor's gaze, however, was like losing the air in his lungs; Jayce was left breathless.

He stared after him, observing the way Viktor's hand hovered over the board, as if that stance would somehow cause the equation's answer to come to him faster. Jayce found it far too endearing. He scrubbed a hand over his face before hanging his head and calling out weakly, "ahh fuck...Hey Vik. Since I'm already saying a bunch of weird stuff.....you can keep staring at me.....if you want."

Viktor stayed facing the board for a moment, just long enough for surprise to flash across his face. He fixed his countenance into something more coy before turning around and walking up to Jayce. What he couldn't hide, however, was the pink tinge ghosting his cheeks.

"I do want," he cooed, "Like I said, you have pretty eyelashes."

The air had shifted, they both felt it. Jayce let him approach. His eyes dropped and he gripped the table behind him. Viktor didn't get too close, allowing them breathing room as he noticed the change in Jayce. When he spoke again, his words were low and tender:

"Am I making you nervous, Jayce?"

He let out a breathy laugh, still unable to look at Viktor. "Nervous? What? P-Please, you're my partner..."

"You didn't answer my question," he murmured.

"What do I have to be nervous about?"

"I don't know. You tell me."

"I...um..." He swallowed his words. How could he tell Viktor that he was like the night's constellations, guiding Jayce through the dark. That his face was what Jayce saw every time he looked into the hexcore. What string of words could he put together to explain what he himself barely knew but felt blazing through his body every moment of every day.

"It's okay, Jayce," Viktor spoke, soft as starlight, "Whatever it is."

"I can't," he blurted, "I don't want to uh..."

Viktor leaned back. His skin prickled. Maybe he'd gone too far. "Don't want to what?"

Jayce crossed his arms tight against his chest as he mumbled, "I don't want to make you uncomfortable."

Ah, there it was. Viktor smiled and assured him, "Jayce you don't need to worry about that. I'm made of tough stuff."

“Yeah,” Jayce agreed, Viktor’s smile tugging one out of him as well, "Yeah, you really are."

“So?”

"So…so sometimes I wonder...what it would feel like...to hold your hand,” he admitted.

"Well,” Viktor said as he leaned in a bit, “you are a man of science. You want to know something, what do you do?" He held out his left hand towards Jayce, palm up. "Run an experiment."

Jayce stared at the offering. He uncrossed his arms and took Viktor’s hand in his with the delicacy he usually reserved for fine tuning their hextech. He found himself entranced by their joined hands, unable to look away.

The cold of Viktor’s hand sent chills running through Jayce. He could feel the soft silk of chalk dust that always coated Viktor’s fingers, causing him to leave white fingerprints wherever he went. Jayce wondered, if he let go, would he find chalk prints left on his skin?

"Jayce.”

He lifted his eyes. Viktor was much closer now. When had he moved? How long had Jayce been staring at their hands, mesmerized by the latticework of veins under Viktor’s pale skin?

“What is your analysis?” Viktor murmured.

He took in a shaky breath, his voice small, “I um…I like it. This, I-I like this. Your hand is…soft.”

Jayce was so warm—his eyes, his voice, his hands. He was slowly melting Viktor, and he didn’t even know it.

“I like this too,” Viktor admitted in a whisper.

“Vik?”

“Yes, Jayce?”

Finally, things started to click, the numbers adding up, the pieces coming together. Of course. The answer had been there the whole time.

“I um…I think that I—”

“Eighty-five!” Viktor exclaimed, squeezing Jayce’s hand.

“Wh-what?” Jayce stammered, watching as Viktor suddenly let him go and raced back to the board.

“It’s fucking eighty-five!” Viktor shouted. He scrawled the answer in chalk before turning to goggle at Jayce.

Jayce’s face dropped. “But if that’s eighty-five, that means…”

“…that all of section B needs to be reworked,” Viktor groaned, “Ugh, I’ll get more coffee.”

He walked out of their workplace, leaving Jayce alone with the chalkboard. He looked down at his hand. Five smudges of chalk dust decorated his palm, like meteors streaking across the sky.

#ehehehehehehe #viktor is a little shit and jayce is a heartsick puppy #and neither know how to just fucking talk about their feelings #anyway #mayhem is brewing #arcane #arcane fanfic #arcane fandom #arcane viktor #arcane jayce #jayvik #jayvik fanfic

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lumaconstante · 4 months ago

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Hey sunshine! ☀️✨

How are you?

Today I brought you some reasons to read my fanfic 'Star'.

• It's a fanfic set in the Gotham universe where Bruce Wayne has a biological teenage daughter, the result of a romance he had with a Japanese singer during his youth;

• The story has many references to Alice in Wonderland;

• Each chapter has at the beginning some excerpt from a song by Taylor Swift's Midnights;

• The protagonist's romantic partner is Conner Kent (Superboy);

• We have relevant appearances by Thomas Elliot (Bruce's friend) as the father of a girl;

• Practically the entire Batfamily appears at some point in the story;

• At first, Joker and Harley Quinn don't appear, I explore other villains from the Gotham universe;

• The fanfic addresses the dark side of the entertainment world;

• The fanfic is available in English and Portuguese on Wattpad.

Among many other things!

Below, a brief prologue of the Fanfic And the link for those who want to follow everything on Wattpad:

One, two, three, four.

Four times. That’s how many times the pearls from my mother’s necklace hit the ground as it broke, rolling somewhere beneath the tangle of wires behind the speakers and the jellyfish-shaped lights, while the instrumental music continued to play.

Five, six, seven, eight.

Eight seconds passed before the fans in the front row realized something was wrong—that the woman holding the bloodied knife over the lifeless body wasn’t part of the performance.

Nine, ten, eleven, twelve.

Twelve times. That’s how many times I replayed that scene in my mind since the Gotham City police took me to the station to give my statement about what had happened.

The questions were always the same:

— "Do you know the killer?"

— "What was your mother’s relationship with the killer?"

— "Did your mother have any enemies?"

— "Are you sure of what you saw?"

— "Did your mother have any secrets?"

— "Are you okay?"

Thirteen, fourteen, fifteen, sixteen.

Sixteen was the number of steps from the interrogation room to the psychologist’s office.

I’ve known how to count since I was four years old—it’s my earliest memory, and for some reason, the most vivid.

I was in the rehearsal room, watching my mother practice her performance for her show. She counted each step of her routine as she evaluated her movements in the mirror’s reflection.

— "Counting helps you focus on what’s important," she used to say.

And it was by watching her practice that I learned the numbers. They became an annoying and irrepressible habit, according to some people, but I like it. Counting gives me an illusory sense of control, and I feel comforted by it.

Seventeen, eighteen, nineteen, twenty.

Twenty was the number of dancers who fled the stage, ignoring the fallen body. I remember every detail clearly: the ellipsoidal lights shining in shades of blue and purple, the speakers making the stage’s wooden and iron structure tremble, the pearls from the necklace hitting the carpet, the wireless microphone rolling to my feet.

She never liked pearls; she always preferred sapphires. But that day, since I was going to make a small appearance in her show, she insisted I wear her favorite sapphire necklace.

Bright, fiery blue sapphires. Just like the color of my eyes. I was about to step onto the stage for the final duet when it happened.

Kira Hoshi didn’t scream.

When the knife pierced her abdomen, she looked at the perpetrator in shock. They exchanged words—silent, muted—that I’ll never know the meaning of, and then my mother’s body fell with a dull thud, collapsing to her knees.

The woman with dark hair and colorful streaks looked at me with a smile before leaving the scene.

When I ran toward the bloodied body on the ground, no one tried to stop me.

I can’t remember what happened next. There were no more sequences; the numbers began to jumble in my mind, stuck in no particular order.

The microphone in my hand fell, emitting a sharp, irritating sound as I embraced the bloodied body. She stroked my face, wiping the tears streaming down my cheeks. Her lips moved, but I couldn’t hear anything except the microphone’s grating sound.

Her lips curved into a faint smile as one of her hands caressed my dark blue hair.

"I love you," her lips mouthed silently.

A lump formed in my throat, and more tears rolled down my cheeks.

When her dark eyes lost their shine, I knew I would never hear those words from her again.

I don’t know how much time passed before someone pulled me away from the body. I didn’t even have the strength to look away.

My hands were cold as ice, and the blue and purple lights still flashed overhead when two officers dragged me away as the paramedics approached to examine her body.

But just like me, they already knew it was too late.

A police officer wrapped a thermal blanket around my shoulders. Some idiot had triggered the fire alarm while fleeing the venue, leaving me drenched from head to toe, but I barely noticed.

I simply let them lead me away from the chaos as if I were a little girl, and then they made me relive that scene over and over again until they were either tired or satisfied. And when they were satisfied, they let the reporters swarm me until all I could see were lights.

Every eye was on me, in the center of that room like in a circus. Exactly like in a circus. And as much as I wanted to step out of the spotlight, I knew the wall of people surrounding me wouldn’t allow it.

After the reporters gathered all the material they would sell on magazine and newspaper covers for the next few weeks, I was finally alone—or rather, almost alone.

A police officer chatted on the phone about some idiot she’d met at a party, but she didn’t seem interested or bothered by my presence.

It was nearly midnight when an officer finally cared enough to inform me of what would happen to me next. They told me they couldn’t reach my aunt at the number I had provided, so they searched through my mother’s contacts and called my father, who was already there to pick me up.

I let the thermal blanket slide off my shoulders as I followed the officer escorting me to the station’s exit. In front of the gate, a man dressed in an elegant suit waited by the car. I approached hesitantly, feeling his eyes fixed on me.

— "Hello, Alice," he said, bowing slightly. "It’s been some time..."

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homestuckreplay · 4 months ago

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🔓 NEW AREA UNLOCKED!!! 🔓

(page 1026-1031)

This very important Luminous Planet Reveal comes courtesy of Jade’s third music page. Finally she’s able to play the advanced eclectic bass, and I gotta say that building a five-armed robot just to play better bass solos is real dedication.

Jade’s [S] bass pages (p.822, p.1026) are perfectly scripted around the music, with moments like the zoom in to Jade’s hand on the keyboard synced up with changes in the melody. I have learned a little more about how the music works – there’s a semi-official ‘MSPA Soundtrack Team’ who make music that might be good for the comic, and Hussie grabs tracks from the pool (sometimes even in-progress tracks, for example ‘Upward Movement’ on p.665) any time they want to work on a [S] update. I guess this makes sense as so little is planned in advance and the turnaround time is so short even on Flash pages – once one is happening, there’s no time for music to be written specially if Hussie wants to keep the current pace.

The slow zoom in this flash is SO cool. We pause for a moment on the full view of Jade’s dream room, and it seems like that’s the ending, but then there’s another zoom out to her tower, another to the golden moon, another to the full luminous planet (and its name!!!!) and ANOTHER zoom out to Prospit orbiting Skaia, with beats between each pan outwards. Jade is already so small on page 1029 and she’s only just outside the tower. So the zoom gives a real sense that these kids are part of something infinitely bigger than them.

The luminous planet is named Prospit, which likely comes from ‘prosper’, meaning to succeed or flourish. Most Homestuck words are mashups of two existing words, which is how they all sound so real, but this place doesn’t look like much of a pit. The ‘-pit’ suffix could come from a few different places, including ‘incipit’ (links to the Incipisphere, means the opening of a text or piece of music), ‘pulpit’ (elevated platform for preaching a religious service), or ‘cockpit’ (the place from which an aeroplane or racing car is piloted). It probably isn’t ‘cesspit’, ‘armpit’ or ‘decrepit’, unless we’re about to learn that life on Prospit is actually terrible. Or unless it’s related to Prospit’s destiny to lose – once it prospered, but it will be left decrepit.

On Prospit, the WARDROBIFIER has different settings! I know that Star-Heart-Horseshoe is a Problem Sleuth reference, so could just be an easter egg, but I wonder if there are other minor yet relevant distinctions between Jade’s waking and dreaming rooms.

On page 1029 it’s very clear that Jade’s tower (clean and in focus) has been drawn by an artist, while the rest of the moon looks like various overlapping jpegs of intricate medieval castles. This has a couple effects. It makes Jade seem very important – her tower is also one of the two biggest on the moon – and it makes the whole planet look procedurally generated. Sburb is a game all about building, so of course its local planets would be covered in buildings and structures. Build grist becomes light gray when used to create a simple platform (p.262) so there could be ‘luminous grist’ and ‘ominous grist’ which create golden and purple structures, respectively, and which Prospit and its counterpart are programmed to use via some script that uses the grist to auto-iterate on castle designs, making similar yet slightly different structures over and over.

For Prospit and its counterpart, it seems like colors outside the white-gold and black-purple pairs can only arise from prototyping. The ’golden city’ (p.1028) makes me think of the Emerald City from the Wizard of Oz, the movie of which was released 40 years to the day before Hussie was born. In that story, the city is not actually made of emeralds, it only looks that way through glasses. I don’t think Jade’s glasses are doing this, but I wonder if the gleaming gold is illusory in some way. The limited palette also reflects the video game nature of Sburb, where older games were very limited by how many colors they could include.

Tabbing back and forth very fast between pages 1029 and 1030, Jade’s two houses are identical besides the color, and probably also generated by Skaia just like the frog statue and bunkers. I wonder if Jade’s house being created by Skaia could give her an advantage playing Sburb. I also wonder if this is how Jade, who doesn’t have any Sburb beta discs, will end up in the game – she is the hacker Rose predicted (p.510), not the trolls. If she is already crossing the boundary into the Medium in her dreams, then a disc, or even the whole apple tutorial level, don’t feel necessary. She’s already there, she just needs her house to become controllable via someone’s computer – and possibly link her two houses, so that when one is built up, the other auto-builds, too.

Of course now that we’ve seen Prospit, I had to go back and reconsider the previous lore. WV describes the cosmology from the perspective of Skaia, as being orbited by Prospit and its moon (p.702). The battlefield at the center of Skaia (p.423) is the only physical structure we’ve seen there, and at the time it’s only inhabited by two kings. After prototyping, armies from both planets begin to arrive. WV and PM may be among them – WV due to how he perceives his location, and PM due to their beautiful sword and skill using it.

The original chessboard has five black squares, and four white ones. While this doesn’t give black a game advantage – it is an ‘eternal stalemate’ as Nannasprite says (p.423) – it does give a visual advantage that points towards the forces of darkness’ destined loss. Sburb is a game about building, the battlefield auto-increases when John enters the Medium, and John is currently practicing the skill of dealing with swarms of enemies while still alchemizing and building. I think that John and Rose will eventually have to build the battleground – the forces of light can’t win in a direct assault on a flat board, but via alchemy and building structures, John can create tools and advantages that will lead them to victory.

On page 1031 we can see a couple of Prospit’s residents, one visibly wearing a jester hat, the other what looks more like a wizard’s hat. But they are so tiny. Jade can potentially interact with them, which would explain the Peregrine Mendicant’s question ‘Don’t I know you?’ (p.900) and why Jade ‘seems familiar’ to them (p.898). The lightning that destroys PM’s bunker (also p.900) is I think Bec’s powers, not Jade’s – it’s the same lightning he crackles with on page 980, and now that we know how protective he is of her – taking Jade to bed and sitting on top of her bedroom while she sleeps – I think he might react that way if she was upset due to strange voices in her head.

> Jade: Wake suddenly mid-flight.

#homestuck #reaction #im not even like 'hey whats jade doing there' of course she is there. she cant surprise me #(she could surprise me by doing something extremely normal)#chrono

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mydearestbeloved · 5 months ago

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so i was watching some let's play on youtube and i was wondering if you took inspired from max caulfied from life is strange when you created trial player!reader. i can't help but make a connection considered that max and reader have time-related power and butterfly motif with butterfly effect. sorry everywhere i go i see my fae queen

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[Ask submitted.

Thank you for sending your ask, Reader!

System will now connect you to 《Author》]

Thank you for sharing your thoughts! It genuinely made me happy that others are taking interest in this story of mine. 💞

Now onto your ask, I'm afraid to say that this is just pure coincidence. I didn't even know Max Caufield and Life is Strange until you sent me this ask. So, let me explain a bit more on my inspirations for Trial Player!Reader's powers as of (19/11/24):

Butterflies 🦋

Let's see, Trial Player!Reader's butterflies have roughly three main powers: <Devour>, <Illusory>, and <Conversion>.

My inspirations for them could be divided into two: from other fictional works and from real life.

I already explained the real life inspirations here, including some of the logic behind Reader's and her butterflies' current powers, and why I added <Conversion> in her arsenal.

As for inspirations from others fictional works, I was mainly inspired by Roxana from The Way to Protect the Female Lead's Older Brother.

For recap: so far, Roxana's familiars, the Poisonous Butterflies have two types that are shown. Carnivorous, in which they can devour flesh almost immediately, and Hallucinogenic, in which they can cast illusions on people. It is also shown that the poisonous butterflies can share somewhat of a telepathic link to its owner, hence why Roxana can use them to gain information as spies or trackers.

How I write Trial Player!Reader is similar.

<Devour> is when her children feast. The difference with Roxana's is that Reader's butterflies mainly feed on and use the enemies' direct energy (lifeforce), with or without eating flesh and or blood.

<Illusory> and Reader's telepathic connection to her butterflies work more or less the same as Roxana's, though I'm still trying to bring more logic into them to make this story a bit more unique in its own right.

Time-related Power ⏳️

I don't remember any particularly significant fictional works that inspired me for this one. I just love the Healer role in fantasy the most, followed closely by support and mainly-magic-related roles. For Healers, I was frustated that many of those fictional works often didn't expand on the their concept more.

Since I love mixing logic with magic, I often thought: How did Healers actually heal wounds? I want something a bit different than just "Magic makes everthing possible!"

It just came to me one day that time-related magic just fit very well with Healers. How do Healers heal wounds? By speeding up the natural healing process. I found that this concept fit more to my style as well.

If we took the route: Healers create a new patch of the damaged body part and just reattach it; what of the body's natural defense mechanism then? Our body will reject any foreign matter to protect us.

Even if Healers managed to make the exact same replica of our damaged body parts, layer by layer, how can they actually do that when, even now, we still didn't fully know all the wonders of the body? Only the one who creates us knows, so it just didn't make any sense for us, the creations, to create ourselves without any sort of intervention from above.

Plus, in that kind of route, we might as well call it creation magic instead of healing magic, which beats the point of the one doing it be a so called "Healer".

I'm not saying that my take on this is more correct or better than others, or that mine didn't have any flaws. This is just my personal opinion. And I actually would love to see other different takes on this. 🤩

Extra

I want to add one more thing: Time-related power is not the full extend of Trial Player!Reader's powers. It is just the main thing I highlighted for now because Reader is currently stuck in 'stasis'. All will be revealed in the future. 😉

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Once again, I thank you for your interest and support in this story of mine. 💞

#Hollow's Talks #Trial Player AU #solo leveling imagine #solo leveling #only i level up #solo leveling x reader #sung jin woo x reader #sung jinwoo x reader #solo leveling fanfic #fanfiction #fanfic #reader insert #x reader #fem reader

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irisreality · 2 years ago

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WAKE TF UP MY DARLING!

so a little story about my progress so far

hey, it all started when I discovered the shiftok in 2019, but It was full of limiting beliefs so I quickly switched to the law of attraction, full of limiting beliefs too, ngl tho I manifested many things (my dad becoming more likable, good grades, pretty face, curvy body, lovely friends, SPs ..etc) but I was always greedy for more I wanted my life to be litt perfect, in 2022 I went back to shifting but I was full of limiting beliefs and continuity wasn't my favorite thing lol, lately I discovered LOA and the Non-dualism and istg that was a huuuuuge shifting in my mind and life in general like? so after diving kind of deep into those concepts I want to share some of my ideas, feel free to discuss it and give me your povs :

fist of all ain't nothing but you in this world, and by "you" I'm not referring to your human vessel or your mind, I'm referring to your "I AM" being, and the confusion you get when you want to believe in this came because you saw yourself from the pov of the human character, not the pure consciousness you are.

second of all, you're not this character or your desired character okay? when you think you are one of them you bond yourself and you create the illusory separation between them both, they're not separate from you yet you're not both of them, you observe them but you choose to identify with just ONE of them, my dear.

"you can't serve two masters" Neville Goddard. In order to have your desired life you gotta give up on this character and start identifying with your desired life or character, what that means in the LOA is simply dwell in the state of your desired reality (I really don't like calling in it a reality cuz its not but whatever) so the only validation the only source the only reality that exists is your imagination. once you start really applying this you'll start observing this reality as nothing but "an old story and a dream" lol litt as it is and problems and bad thoughts etc won't bother u anymore.

when you react to something you decrease and attach it more to your reality, stop giving things the validation and the power they crave, it's a character and a dream you just forgot this.

you don't create anything, everything is already finished and created and inside of you, you have to decide and assume that thing and start identifying with it my little star.

LOA and non-dualism are two concepts that serve you, LOA focuses on your characters and desires more, and Nondualism comes when you really get sick of playing this game and stimulation, when you finally want peace, in the middle of your journey if you really know how to mix them up together in a wise way, you'll become unbreakable and you'll save so much time and power. I'm still discovering things day by day, but I started to decide and identify with my desired reality, I want to discover what's beyond this character, ill keep u updated guys. Adios, I love you so much my dear stars. promise me to keep trying no matter what! It's litt your life xoxo.

#law of assumption #loa #neville goddard #shiftinconsciousness #it is already done #affirm and persist #non dualism #oneness #just girly thoughts

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spookiesmausoleum · 1 year ago

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❛ 𝐀𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐏𝐬𝐲𝐜𝐡𝐨 ❜ 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬

Here's some quotes from "American Psycho" with a few content warnings just due to the subject matter of the movie even if I did try to avoid certain quotes: Drugs , Murder , Psychosis , Cursing , Violence

"Most importantly, we have to promote general social concern and less materialism in young people."

"I'm into, uh, well, murders and executions, mostly."

"Well, most guys I know who are in Mergers and Acquisitions really don't like it."

"There is an idea of a [name]; some kind of abstraction. But there is no real me: only an entity, something illusory. And though I can hide my cold gaze, and you can shake my hand and feel flesh gripping yours and maybe you can even sense our lifestyles are probably comparable... I simply am not there."

"My pain is constant and sharp, and I do not hope for a better world for anyone. In fact, I want my pain to be inflicted on others."

"I want no one to escape. But even after admitting this, there is no catharsis; my punishment continues to elude me, and I gain no deeper knowledge of myself."

"Not if you want to keep your spleen."

"My need to engage in homicidal behavior on a massive scale cannot be corrected but, uh, I have no other way to fulfill my needs."

"I don't think we should see each other any more."

"But your friends are my friends and my friends are your friends. I really don't think it would work."

"I know that your friends are my friends and, uh... I've thought about that. You can have 'em."

"Did you know that Whitney Houston's debut LP, called simply Whitney Houston had 4 number one singles on it?"

"You actually listen to Whitney Houston? You own a Whitney Houston CD? More than one?"

"You have a really nice place here, [name]. How much did you pay for it?"

"Well, actually, that's none of your business, [name]. But I can assure you, it certainly wasn't cheap."

"Let's see [name]'s card."

"Look at that subtle off-white coloring. The tasteful thickness of it. Oh, my God. It even has a watermark."

"Is something wrong, [name]? You're sweating."

"It's a fucking milligram of sweetener. I want to get high off this, not sprinkle it on my fucking oatmeal."

"Will you keep it down? I'm trying to do drugs!"

"[Name] has mistaken me for this dickhead [other name]."

"It's impossible in this world we live in to empathize with others, we can always empathize with ourselves."

"When I get to [name]'s place, I use the keys I took from his pocket. There is a moment of sheer panic when I realize that [name]'s apartment overlooks the park and is obviously more expensive than mine."

"I have all the characteristics of a human being: blood, flesh, skin, hair; but not a single, clear, identifiable emotion, except for greed and disgust."

"Something horrible is happening inside of me and I don't know why."

"My nightly bloodlust has overflown into my days. I feel lethal, on the verge of frenzy."

"I think my mask of sanity is about to slip."

"Then maybe we shouldn't go out to dinner. I wouldn't want you to lose your willpower."

"That's okay. I'm not very good at controlling it anyway."

"No—I’m in touch with humanity. [name], I’m sorry, I just uh—you’re not terribly important to me."

"What’s that?"

"Duct tape. I need it for—taping something."

"Pumpkin, you’re dating the biggest dickweed in New York. Pumpkin, you’re dating a tumbling, tumbling dickweed."

"I think if you stay, something bad will happen. I think I might hurt you. You don’t want to get hurt, do you?"

"I want to stab you to death, and then play around with your blood."

"If you don’t shut your fucking mouth, I will kill you."

"Now, [name], listen. Listen very, very carefully—I killed [name], and I liked it."

"Make someone happy. Have you ever wanted to?"

"I guess you could say I just want to have a meaningful relationship with someone special."

"I know my behavior can be—erratic sometimes."

"You hate that job anyway. I don’t see why you just don’t quit."

"Because I want to fit in."

"I’m leaving. I’ve assessed the situation, and I’m going."

"Hey, I’m a child of divorce, gimme a break!"

"Oh, that? Just mulling over business problems, examining opportunities, exchanging rumors, spreading gossip."

"Your father practically owns the company. You can do anything you like, silly."

"God—I guess I was probably returning videotapes."

"I need to return some videotapes."

#rp meme #sentence starters #patrick batemen is such a fucking loser; but this movie is very funny and does its commentary well

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prismatoxic · 5 months ago

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little known tox facts, because some of them were on my mind and it turned into a 10 item list

i have never personally played a fnaf game but have been closely following the lore for years, i love watching gameplay breakdowns, lore theories (not from fucking matthew patthew, i like notrealname notatall mostly), and longass video essays about what went wrong with the series. i will not give it money because of scott's politics but like i wasn't playing the games to begin with

in general i'm insane about video game tech and will gleefully watch anything talking about game design, channels/series like design delve, illusory wall, boundary break, tech rules, and game maker's toolkit are my SHIT

every single skill i have that i'm any good at is mostly or entirely self-taught. this isn't a humblebrag however, i frequently lag behind other people, don't perform these skills efficiently, and straight up am useless in imparting wisdom about them. writing is my best skill overall and at least some of that must be from my school years but i didn't understand how paragraph breaks worked until i got really into fanfic, so.

i'm so easy to please with media. i will walk out of most movies, shows, games, and works of literature feeling like i had a pretty good time. frequently i don't fully recognize what about it disappointed me until i've taken time to reflect on it, and this can alter my entire view of a work. if i intentionally bail on something before it's over, it fucking sucks and the likelihood of me giving it another chance is low. i do however just forget to go back to things a lot.

i'm a furry because of sly cooper. every other furry media i've gotten into is just a bonus. balto might also be slightly to blame but that's more of a general love for cartoon animals. speaking of furry video games i think star fox adventures was really good actually

i've moderated and/or been a part of so many profic spaces now that i have repeatedly had people spot me somewhere and go "oh my god of COURSE you're here" and it delights me every time

i was closer to the forefront of the cipherhunt back in 2016 than i've ever actually discussed in public. the at-the-time owner of r/gravityfalls was frustrated that the discord i became staff for had a larger userbase than his ~official~ gravity falls discord, as i recall. the reason i don't discuss any of this is because it's mired in bad memories, but it was fun to be a part of such a big community when shit wasn't going sideways. i owned that discord a while after the hunt ended, eventually passed it off to someone else, and have since either been kicked or the discord was deleted. i have no idea, lmao.

i met one of my best friends and my partner in the phineas and ferb fandom. i still have a scattered handful of other friends from those days too. my partner and i ran an "ask phinferb" blog, and yes i do mean the ship. it had such lore...! sadly it's been lost to time (was deleted). i do have all the old art but he'd kill me if i shared it.

i was already a fallout fan when new vegas came out (3 was my first, and i poured over every existing page of the wiki), but new vegas was extra special to me because i actually lived in nevada for several years--in the area new vegas takes place in, even! which isn't just the strip but a lot of the westernmost part of the state. i was so giddy recognizing places i'd been to, like bonnie springs, which... is a bombed husk of nothing in new vegas, but hey, i know that name!

i'm obsessed with canids (wolves and domestic dogs especially), but i've owned far more cats than i have dogs, so my knowledge of the two is comparable even though i'm only obsessed with one of them. (don't get me wrong, though, i fucking love cats.)

#tox.txt #specifically i was watching yet another fnaf video and complained to a friend about security breach #and then realized most people don't know about that side of me at all

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lutiaslayton · 1 year ago

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Professor Layton and the Eternal Diva

ＰＡＲＴ　１９

〚ＦＩＲＳＴ〛〚ＰＲＥＶ〛〚ＮＥＸＴ〛

Disclaimer: This is a fan-translation for the Japan-exclusive novellisation of the movie Professor Layton and the Eternal Diva. The original novel was written by Aya Matsui under the supervision of Akihiro Hino, and belongs to Level-5.

This translation only aims to be a pleasant read for non-Japanese fans, nothing more: I made a few deliberate changes while translating in order to get the writing style closer to what is usually found in English fanfictions, as the Japanese storytelling can sometimes be different than what we are used to.

── London・Present

＊ Reunion

After Janice’s voice faded away, I remained pensive for a while.

Three years ago.

The moment I met her, I was left in awe.

She was a beautiful woman, much older than me…

But at that time, was it Melina that left such a big impression on me?

Or was it Janice…?

This is one of the puzzles that I have yet to solve.

This had been my first adventure with the professor, and it was a very special one for me.

‘Mr Future Gentleman’

I thought I had just heard her voice again.

“Look, Luke.”

The professor’s voice brought me back to myself. He had two tickets to the ‘Eternal Kingdom’ opera in hand.

It really was just like that time from three years ago.

Though of course, the name of the venue on the ticket was not the ‘Crown Petone’ this time.

Mr Whistler’s face came to my mind.

According to Inspector Grosky, he sometimes plays the piano in prison, bringing tears to the eyes of his fellow inmates.

I heard through the grapevine that Captain O’Donnell and Mr Marco Brock have hit it off since the incident, and often travel together.

Amelia is currently studying abroad at a foreign university.

The letter I received the other day said that she was still very grateful that the professor and I had attended her grandfather’s funeral.

Nina sometimes comes to visit us here, at Gressenheller. She has a very good memory and studies very hard, and I think she might be admitted to college before me…

But I won’t lose to her. Look out for the Future Gentleman and puzzle master, Nina!

Oh, that’s right, Mr Starbuck and Mrs Raidley had their wedding just the other day. The gossip magazines made it a really big deal.

And I’m currently reading Annie Dretche’s latest mystery. I’m so excited, I can’t stop reading it!

Annie once told me that she has been writing mysteries much faster than before for the sake of Mr Bargland. That way, he would have something to read while he spends his spare time at the hospital…

And then…

There was a knock at the door. Who could it be? Perhaps a client for some new exciting mystery to solve.

The professor and I got up from our chairs at the same time and headed for the entrance.

But as soon as I opened the door, my heart skipped a beat.

“Janice…”

I was dazzled by her smile. It looked just like the one I had seen three years ago…

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And this completes the fan-translation of the official Eternal Diva novel, everyone! Man, this sure was something. A lot of work, a lot of tears and sweat, a lot of good surprises. Who knows what the future has in store for us now!

...Hm? What's that? Another novel? Let's see...We've seen a lot of blue lately, perhaps a change of colour would do us all some good. How about green? Green sounds nice, right?

Yup. Illusory Forest it is, baby. See y'all next week for a brand new adventure, and one that most of you never have gotten to experience before at that 👀

Oh, also, I'm just going to say before we let Ambrosia go back to its eternal sleep: this thing has followed me up until the very end of my PhD. I defended my thesis, like. TODAY. Just A FEW HOURS AGO.

At the exact time this post is coming out, I am likely going to still be stuck at the lab managing the mini-quiches for the party or something of the like, hahaha. So... yeah, I guess I'm a doctor now? In theoretical chemistry, that is. Yay? Yeah, let's go with yay :D

(and I hope that future me won't happen to be told a random "actually no ur work sucks you failed lol" on that very day and the party prevents me from editing this post in order to bring the bad news, that'd be awkward lmao)

#professor layton #layton's book club #luke triton #janice quatlane #eternal diva #eternal diva novel #translation #professor layton and the eternal diva

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dragon-susceptible · 2 months ago

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TDP Rewatch S2 E1: A Secret and a Spark

Resuming rewatch on my new TDP sideblog! I'll likely reblog this to my original blog for visibility though, so people who have been keeping up with my posts can find it.

This episode doesn't have an intro voice right away, it just cuts to Amaya at the Breach. I love that she glares at the wall and it stops spitting steam. This woman can literally intimidate a volcano.

There's no way she or the horse would be okay in the heat with the sheer proximity to that much lava, this show runs on the same suspension of disbelief that has dwarves and orcs just building metal grates over lava flows and using that for light in World of Warcraft.

And this is the first time we see elves properly in person other than Moonshadow elves! Sunfire soldiers challenging Amaya at the Breach. The two that lead the assault have metal guards in front of their horns, while the third just has rings. They all seem to wear rings behind the guards, to be fair, that seems to be a very very common Sunfire ornamentation. It does interest me that one of the soldiers who comes at Amaya has hair as white as a Moonshadow elf, though she doesn't appear to be particularly old.

I appreciate that this is a kids' show the same way ATLA was a kids' show. They let things happen offscreen, leave it implied, deal with things in ways that kids can handle, but they also don't shy away from the fact that this is a war. Amaya is a general. Those three elves that attacked her are very much dead, she threw them into lava flow and we heard them sizzle. Janai's heatbeing mode isn't something all Sunfire elves can do, and it's unclear if that would even save her from outright lava anyway.

Knowing these two get married a few years in the future makes this a fascinating confrontation.

I also appreciate the lore that the magic on a Sunforge blade just holds the blade at its own melting point. Amaya's sword has a lower melting point than Janai's, so she cut through it. Her shield doesn't, so Janai just pushed her along the wall when she went to cut through it. Does this make scientific sense? Absolutely not. But I like that there's some kind of limit, the mechanic isn't just "oh these can cut through anything".

Viren just comes into meetings yelling these days, huh?

You know, I really appreciated Councilman Saleer at first. In his introduction he was the one telling Viren to calm down, that maybe vengeance was all the elves wanted and things would settle down, that they should wait to act. Dude what happened?

He just straight up makes up a report from Amaya, says she's reported a massing of elves at the Breach. There isn't one and she's made no such report. How did he expect that to go? Like, that's. It won't take much to fuck that up for you, Viren, because it's just an outright lie.

God I hate this guy. Off again with the ranting about humanity potentially facing extinction. Wtf is he talking about. The whole point of the Breach is that even if the dragons wanted to do that, it's too resource-intensive.

The first season took a week, and by the end of it, Rayla couldn't use her let hand hardly at all. Two days later she's recovered enough to have full usage again.

The WoW nerd in the artists and designers is SUPER clear in this episode, between the lava at the Breach and all of the old Moonshadow architecture at the Nexus. Some of this stuff is just practically lifted wholesale from Darnassus or Suramar, the Ancient Kal'dorei Empire.

Oho, this is interesting, check out the designs of the first souls summoned by Lujanne's Historia Viventum spell.

The two in the lead are just straight up Skor and Andromeda's silhouettes, and the elf behind Andromeda looks like Ram. None of them resemble Callisto, though.

One of the shades that looks like Andromeda is the one playing the illusory harp.

So yes, in the old days, Moonshadow elves could and did open the portal between life and death. Given their reverence for honor and completion of their quests, I would imagine this was done to provide closure for the dead and those who were left behind. Death would be nothing to fear if you knew, for a fact, where your soul went afterward, and that you and those you loved weren't completely lost when they died.

That would be incredibly traumatic to lose. I can't begin to imagine the generational suffering and cultural decimation that would have been, to truly have direct contact with your ancestors and to have that simply torn away. No wonder they leave a guardian at the Nexus.

I appreciate Lujanne casually saying she doesn't kill people, she just drives them insane. Her method of protection is just "no one will ever believe you when you go back down :3"

Viren's pause at Harrow's door doesn't strike me as grief, honestly. Dude, you could have done more to help than just fucking stand there, and let your children risk their lives for someone you wanted dead. Though it does intrigue me that it's been over a week now and none of the arrows have been removed from the king's door. The place hasn't been cleaned up.

Yeah, there's so much destruction of property in the room. That fight with Runaan and Skor lasted for a while after Pip/Harrow was shot.

It took more effort for Viren to step on Harrow's fallen shoulder plate than it would have to step around it. That was deliberate.

This fucker really goes and just sits down in Harrow's bed and fondles the painting of Harrow's family as if he has some kind of right to Harrow's person. This invasive motherfucker.

I love that Rayla talks to herself. And also Moonshadow elves' ears move! She just perked hers up to listen in this scene. I love that so much.

YEET the baby dragon! The poor ten year olds both panicking about it made me giggle so much.

I think it's neat that Lujanne's cape kind of evokes the wings of a moth.

The Crow Master looks almost just like one of my friends and it makes me laugh every time he comes up. This friend does not watch the show but whenever I do I message him with a screenshot like "I saw you again today." We'll see what he says.

Katolis using crows instead of pigeons to send messages is an interesting choice. Also the Crow Master has reminded me how neat it is that they included nail polish in this show. A lot of medieval or pseudo-medieval shows and movies refuse to use things like that for fear of seeming anachronistic, but the first historical evidence of nail color is from 5k+ years ago (there's debate about whether it should take its origins from the nail stains in China or the slightly earlier practice of using henna in India, but henna was used for more than just nail art. Henna stains can also be used as tattoos, and the TDP writers actually have mentioned the elf tattoos are a magical version of it that lasts much longer). People have been finding ways to stain our nails different colors for a ridiculously long time.

The poor Crow Master. Viren just outright threatens to kill him if he doesn't send the letters.

Customers. The same in every universe.

Lujanne's a terrible teacher. I do hope we get Arc 3 just because I want to see more of Callum's interactions with Ethari and Runaan, since both of them are mages who are decent teachers.

It hits that Harrow's smiling in his painting with Sarai and the boys, but he wasn't in his coronation painting with Viren.

#the dragon prince #tdp rewatch #tdp callum #tdp ezran #tdp rayla #tdp zym #tdp lujanne #tdp viren #tdp crow master #tdp amaya #tdp janai #Janai!!#I've missed her #tdp season 2

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