#DH adjacent

[akkivee]

they updated what activities are happening in that official hypmic festival, hypnosis flava 2, and they’re so funny lmao

round one’s going to have

🔴: the best bukuro curry party!!!!!- you have to guide the stick thru the curry png without touching the edges

⚪️: shinjuku’s fishing pond- *doppo voice* FISHING

🟠: rollin in takoyaki!!- a roulette wheel but instead of using small metal balls, you’re rolling takoyaki

and round two is going to have

🔵: hama’s so serious shooting game- your mission, should you choose to accept, is to shoot the target

🟡: doki doki⭐️ darts!!!- a dart game!!!

🟣: hella concentration!!!- clear your thoughts and hit the buzzer at exactly 10 seconds!!!!

[tragedy-of-commons]

lay your life down and pretty

various hsr x gn!reader | wc: ~2k

In which you die (or they've already lost you).

tags/warnings: character death (reader), it's implied in dh's part but explicit and semi-graphic in hanya's, descriptions of mara and the insanity that comes with it, hardcore angst, hurt no comfort, there may be Lore Inaccuracies

notes: this was originally supposed to be four parts. i'm sorry it's only two but it's just been uhhh... hope you enjoy & thanks for the incredible support lately <3

Dan Heng makes the best pancakes.

You’ve expressed this undeniable fact to his face multiple times, louder in their progression just to see the tips of his ears burn that endearing red. These declarations are reserved for breakfast. At this time you also chide him for trying to weasel his way out of eating the most important meal of the day!

And he’d sigh, letting you hound him about food options until he’d crack under the weight of your grin and end up mixing batter at 7:30 in the morning.

(“I tried flipping them in the air once and the pancake slapped me in the face,” you’d regaled, head resting idly on your fist.

Dan Heng stared into the black of the skillet. “...Somehow, I don’t doubt it.”

“And just what is that supposed to mean?” you huffed.

He almost let not-quite laugh slip then, but because of his stuck-uppery, he just managed to look peeved. “I would appreciate it if you passed me the butter.”)

Instead it is around 9:00 in the morning, and Dan Heng is alone. 

He’d stayed up late the night before doing some reading, causing him to oversleep and rush the process today. He’s almost burned his hand on the stove eye twice, nearly dropped an egg on the floor, and has just narrowly avoided burning the batch. Dan Heng is not clumsy (not like you were), and he is painfully aware that he is late.

After he plates the food, the oven clock reads 9:19. He gathers everything, including two sets of utensils and one awkward wad of napkins - before setting the table by heart. Your plate goes in front of the chair closest to the window, and his goes in front of the one adjacent to yours. 

The rhythm of distributing each item eventually leaves him with empty hands. Everything is ready, but there is still something colossal missing from the scene.

Dan Heng stares hard at your empty seat before taking his own. 

The pancakes are blackened around the edges, but it’s nothing a good heaping portion of syrup can’t fix, and the smell that wafts upward is sweet and inviting. The sun’s rays shining in from the outside world paint the kitchen in flecks of light that occasionally catch on his arm when he brings his fork to his mouth.

Resigned, his silverware clatters noisily to the table.

“I’m sorry,” he breathes, “I’m sorry that I was late.”

Predictably, there’s no response. Dan Heng’s throat feels like it’s closing up on him, and the syrup definitely isn’t helping. He dabs his mouth with his napkin for a good long while.

He is sorry. It wasn’t enough that he’d stayed up late the night before, but that he deliberately kept glancing at the clock and counting the hours until daylight arrived - reminding himself that if he drifted off, the next day would come much sooner.

He isn’t the type to procrastinate either. Even when you’re not here anymore, you seem to have a profound effect on his character. Dan Heng pinches the bridge of his nose. The sound of his voice echoing off the walls of the lonely kitchen is unwelcome. “Happy birthday.”

It’s strained, imperfect, and painful; which only serves to remind him of your insistence on celebrating his birthday as well. You had practically prostrated yourself at his feet, begging him to let you fuss over him - even if it made his vision hazy and palms sweaty. He needs to return the favor, even if the mere idea of another important date passing him up without you makes him want to hide.

So here he is. 

Here he is, floundering terribly, missing you terribly, loving you terribly. Dan Heng wrenches his hand from its secure position in his lap to drum on the table.

“I got you something,” he says. “I… I didn’t know which color you’d prefer more, so…”

You’d tease him into an early grave if you were able to see the knitted oven mitt he’d picked out over two months ago. It’s an almost hideous shade of teal that he’s sure you’d love, especially since you forced him to bake with you regularly.

(He was shopping with March 7th when he’d seen it and then reflexively dumped it into his basket. His companion only asked him if he was planning on using it as kindling for the fireplace.)

Dan Heng closes his eyes and slides it over to your placement. For a second, he almost fools himself into thinking you might magically appear to brush fingers when you accept the gift with a bright smile. He has no such luck.

Your breakfast is getting colder, and there’s nothing to be done today; his friends, as much as he can say he appreciates them - also meddle quite a bit. His schedule was mysteriously cleared up and he was gently encouraged to go home and take the day off. The feeling of three pairs of eyes drilling holes into his back as he complied was a bit too potent to be coincidental.

So he sits there and pretends he’s eating with you for as long as he can. The stutters in the familiar rhythm that comes with today are things he can smooth out over time, even if it feels like a betrayal to you. You would never see it like that, which is why he can even live in a home without you in it at all.

(The oven mitt rests beside your full plate until the afternoon, because he cannot bring himself to clean up just yet. He doesn’t think he’ll ever be ready to.)

Dan Heng is not a man who can afford to hope, but he’s already been in debt since the moment of his birth. If just one of his prayers is granted, he hopes it’s the one he runs through his mind every night:

In the next life, please let us cross paths again. And if there’s room for it, please let me love you for as long as I can.

He’s never been one for optimism, but it’s all he looks forward to.

Hanya’s hands cradle the expanse of your face.

Her fingers ghost over any healthy glow remaining in your cheeks. You’re slipping, rightfully so, but does it make her a monster if she wants to claw and rifle through the sands of time to search for any universe where you were spared from this cruel fate?

(She thinks it does.)

You can’t get the words out, but there’s a resigned film that glazes over your eyes - one that tells her that she needn’t lie about where you’ll be going. Your mouth forms silent syllables punctuated by wheezes that will surely send her careening under the depths of the unconscious at record speed.

“Han.. ya,” you croak, “Stay.”

“I will,” she promises, because she needs to - over and over, until you remember it always, even when you’re gone. Even when you’re suffering through the last moments of your fledgling life. “I will remain here.”

Her duty as a Judge of the Ten-Lords Commission is to oversee life and death on the Xianzhou. When Hanya drifts aimlessly like a spectre between inky darkness and blinding daylight, it has occasionally struck her that one day she might have to oversee yours.

Presently, your mind is being swallowed by the maw of mara, a madness that she’s all too familiar with; faced with her dull countenance, she must have witnessed thousands succumb to the fate of infernal life. 

“D-Don’t cry,” you beseech. There isn’t much time until you’re no longer Hanya’s secret reprieve, but instead a writhing abomination - and she only has herself to blame. Had she not embraced you so tightly, would you be free of this curse? Would you still be smiling and dragging her by the hand through Exalting Sanctum?

“I will not send you there,” she breathes, “You are not deserving of—”

The agonizing cry you let out next is still beautiful. Even now you can mitigate the emptiness that’s dug its claws in her heart so deep that it’s become symbiotic with the organ. However, instead of the empty, Hanya feels its distant relative: the pins and needles. The hollow white noise crackles until she’s pierced with an arsenal of skeletal knives.

She could take it, and she would take it, if it meant that you weren’t about to die and then awaken again as a monster that desecrates the very concept of you.

She releases your now matching tear-stricken cheeks before seizing both of your arms. The thrashing has crept in, meaning that there isn’t much time before you start sprouting leaves and weeds like a statue abandoned by its devotees. 

A sharp inhale through clenched teeth. “You have… to. M’gonna hurt—” you convulse in her grasp, “—somebody...”

Of course you’re worrying about others right now. Kindness is a relic of the past that you’ve somehow managed to exhume, restore to its full glory, and gift to Hanya like she deserves to touch others’ lives in the same way you have. 

Every shopkeep knows your name, face, voice, and smile. Your warmth is infectious - even before she knew you in person, she knew of you by word of mouth. Xueyi had told her that the reason Huohuo was so resolute in her duties lately was because of “the person who defeated a bunch of reprobate hooligan bullies tormenting her”. 

If her big sister held you in high regard, she figured you were one she wouldn’t mind exchanging greetings with if you ever crossed paths. However, the thing about you is that you always give more than you take; you too eventually gave her your smile over tea, your opinion on her writing, and a perspective from the light she usually only smothers upon first contact. 

It seems that it was just a matter of time before Hanya extinguished you.

“You are not ready,” she begs pitifully, “You are not!”

She knows it’s never about being ready. Bad things always happen to good people - to sons, daughters, friends, big sisters, and lovers.

Lovers. 

The word is foreign on the tip of her tongue. It’s strange to be actualized and even stranger to ascribe that label to your relationship, but Hanya doesn’t know what else to think when the knives stab her over and over to the elegy of I love you, I love you, I love you.

The trek from Fyxestroll Garden to the Alchemy Commission is sizable. The Dragon Lady could see you and do her best, but she’s seen where that’s led; best efforts gone to waste, inconsolable loved ones given false hope because they were too stubborn to let go.

Is that what she is? Too stubborn to let you go, even when she’s brought this karma upon you?

(Yes, something ugly whispers, this is your penance. Now it’s theirs too.)

“I...” you let out a strangled groan, and when your chest jerks upwards, it barely registers that you brush your lips against hers. There’s tears and snot everywhere, and you’re getting stronger - too strong for her to hold. Hanya’s forearms ache with the strain as gingko leaves begin to ravage your humanity and rip you apart.

The transformation process is cruel, but she promised to remain by your side. Twigs protrude from your neck, nestled between thorny brambles that poke and prod. You are not a Cloud Knight, so your screams aren’t muffled by armor - or muted by the numbness she feels when dealing with other cases. 

It’s too real, it’s too much, and it’s not enough.

Drowned out by the previous mantra of I love you, the background vocals of I’m so sorry peter off into whispers that are soon lost among the sickening squelch of Xueyi’s blade cutting through you in one clean motion. The tip of the sword rests over Hanya’s heart, stained with your blood.

“...That’s not them anymore,” her sister says. It’s off-kilter, the way her brow is furrowed in a silent apology.

One can only hope.

taglist: @flower-yi, @moineauz, @aphrodict, @nomazee

[toorumlk]

Hi I'm so freaking obsessed with your twitter.

Also what's your favorite Romione moment in the books and why?

ohohoho thank you, friend, i’m quite proud of some of the stuff i’ve posted on there B)

and as for my favourite romione moment in the books, when i read the question i first blanked out for a couple minutes, thinking of a bunch of smaller, sillier scenes. but then i remembered that i do have a favourite and it’s from chapter 11 of DH, when remus visited the trio at grimmauld place and filled them in on he goings on of the war -including the implementation of the muggle-born registry. ron’s response upon hearing this (after his immediate outrage) was

and it’s not just the hand holding and the “‘you won’t have a choice’ said Ron fiercely” that played out so vividly in my head like this:

but this scene demonstrates so perfectly the political weight of this pairing (muggleborn/blood traitor) which i think is the immovable narrative foundation of romione. all of their silly moments and idiosyncrasies aside, there is genuine narrative purpose behind this love. ron has always had an astute understanding of the blood supremacist politics of the wizarding world (need i remind that he was ready to curse shitco at the ripe age of 12 for calling hermione the in-universe slur) and just how wrong it is. ron is a pure-blood wizard and by design has so much privilege in this society bc of it, but by virtue of having parents like arthur and molly, he’s grown up knowing the importance of fighting against blood supremacist ideology. always.

so, after hearing about the completely horrifying muggleborn registry ("People won't let this happen," said Ron. "It is happening, Ron," said Lupin.), he immediately turns to his muggleborn best friend and love of his life and says “i’m making you a family member, i’m going to use the protection my family-name has and use it to protect you from the awful injustice of our situation, no you won’t have a choice but to let me help you”

i remember having such a… visceral reaction while reading this scene like holy shit .. these kids, THESE KIDS!!!!! this is the bone-marrow-deep love that makes me feel insane. this dynamic of the blood traitor/muggleborn always there, from CoS all the way to the epilogue. We get to see that romione is the story’s pure blood/muggleborn that finally made it (rip jily and tedromeda :(). we see it in hermione keeping her muggle last name after they get married (oh my god these two actually got married) and we also see it in the hyphenated Granger-Weasley (granger being first!) in their kids’ last names (oh my gof these two had TWO kids). they are a true symbol of change and progress in their world.

also this is one of those moments where i’m so glad that our only window to romiones relationship development is through harry’s narration because it so brilliantly shows the readers this blossoming love story instead of just telling us about it because harry obviously doesn’t have access to the inner thoughts of his two best friends, he can only witness them fall deeper in love. showing the audience acts of love is always more powerful and my god is this an act of showing your love to your beloved.

(and not to go on an unrelated tangent, but this is exactly why i could never ship my girl hermione w any DE or DE-adjacent character. no fucking way. not when the concept of a muggle-born registry exists in this universe, not when the antagonists in this story wish to eradicate people like her from their society. idk about the rest of y’all but im going to keep taking the narrative seriously bc the worldbuilding obviously has real world ties/implications and i like engaging with the canon. tangently to the tangent, i saw someone (a ron basher) on twitter say that ron, OUR RON FROM THE ABOVE EXCERPT, was “one bad day away from becoming a death eater” ohhhh ohhh i ought to beat you with sticks bc HUH? this is the same kid who said he would’ve boarded the train back to kings cross if he got sorted to slytherin, the house notorious for birthing DEs, at the tender age of 11)

anyways, all this to say is that romione is incredibly, realistically, materially romantic and i love them and i love their love <3

[1969chevycamaro]

Ok, I got inspired to make a stupid poll. Choose one of these superpowers with drawbacks that are rules-lawyerable and exploitable.

1. Cabin teleportation. You can teleport to any cabin in the world with a one-minute cooldown.

2. Midas touch. Everything your forearms and hands touch turns to gold, except for trash and waste.

3. Invisibility. No-one can see, hear, or touch you. You still can interact with the world.

4. Know all languages. You can write and speak in any language with perfect grammer, but you have no clue what the words mean.

5. Immortality. You are Immortal as long as the world has under 50% of the mosquitos it had when you gained the power. If it goes above 50%, you have 10 years left to live unless you get it back under 50%.

6. Super speed. You can run at mach 3.5, but your brain still processes information at normal speed. (Look to the insect world for a solution)

7. Perfect accuracy. You have perfect aim, unless you are using a firearm-adjacent or slingshot-adjacent weapon.

8. Mind reading. You can read minds, but only of those who don't speak your native language.

I'm curious to see the ways these will be rules-lawyered

@sky-is-purple-because-i-said-so @so-no-headpats @2006-chevytahoe @dh-ng @trashsouppossum @jacktheeldergod2 @i-like-swiss-cheese @transasfuck30 @bananapudding752 @i-love-dopamine @ibuildblasters @lesbianseaweed @nerdybluehairandpronouns @acebutnotthehardwareplace @parsley-and-lesbianism @friendly-neighborhood-gambler @mintbecrazy @maryland-officially

[maryellencarter]

Andy Serkis, of course, as *the* expert in motion-capture acting ever since he first played Gollum 20+ years ago, is a shapeshifter in ways beyond even most character actors to achieve.

He's also a high-level shapeshifter by normal character actor methods -- when I saw him in Black Panther (I think possibly the only place I've seen him wearing his own face, me not being a great moviegoer at the best of times), there was only one brief moment where an expression that reminded me of Gollum flickered through.

Recently, it turned out that a free trial of Amazon Prime which I happened to have running could be converted into a second free book credit on Audible if I should take a free trial there. I've been curious for some time about the 2021 audiobook of LOTR performed by Andy Serkis, and while trying to get my sleep schedule right way up for job-hunting purposes, I've been working on listening to his Fellowship of the Ring. (I've just reached Moria.)

It's a straight-up audiobook, not a play, by the technical definition: one performer, no music or added special effects. But *damn*, you want to talk about shapeshifting? Serkis does startlingly accurate impressions of every actor in the Peter Jackson movies, plus unique voices for characters with no movie casting, and he sings the songs that are described as having tunes.

(I don't have the ear to tell whether he's using new compositions or some kind of traditional tunes, except that I can say for certain he doesn't use Tolkien's rendition of "A fox went out on a winter's night" for Sam's "Troll Song". If anyone with a better ear than mine happens to investigate, I'd be delighted to know what's discovered.)

His narratorial voice isn't 100% Jirt, which is a Choice, but one I honestly support. The Professor had a thick Old English accent which would probably be a chore to listen to or perform for 60+ hours of total audiobook length. Serkis seems to be using something close to his natural Middlesex accent for the narration, as far as I can tell, but there are enough of the familiar Tolkienian twists (like using the "o" sound from the word "tossed" in "shone" and "wroth") that I'm favorably impressed so far.

His Elvish pronunciation isn't perfect, but it's solidly movie-quality (positive); you'd likely have to be me, with a quarter-century and counting of Sindarin as a second language, to snag on the tiny things I'm snagging on, stuff like the Finnish-style double-length "m" in Remmirath or the "eth" sound represented by the "dh" in Caradhras. (There is properly no D sound in Caradhras; the middle consonant sound should be that of the "th" in "these clothes", but I've never actually heard anyone besides myself say it that way.) He gets a lot of the tricky sounds correct, better than I do when I'm being sloppy, like the long-i-adjacent diphthong in Edain or the broad second A in Gandalf.

Also, the unique voices and the vocal effects he brings in for certain scenes are just... I don't even have words. The Barrow-Wight is as terrifying as it was when I was ten. Tom Bombadil sings about 95% of his dialogue, which I've never imagined any performance acknowledging unless it were the hypothetical LOTR opera I suggest every so often, but goddamn if he doesn't somehow make it work. For the movie-cast voices, he flips so smoothly between the mishmash of accents that I keep forgetting I'm not actually listening to a full-cast play with Billy Boyd's chirpy Glaswegian, Sean Bean's gruff Yorkshire, and Sean Astin's earnest put-on West Country all complete.

As for the lowest bar, the reason I refuse to recommend Rob Inglis's older unabridged audiobooks as an entry point -- Inglis regularly inserts contractions that aren't in the original text, turning the formal tone of scenes where "cannot" and "will not" are important signifiers into something incongruously conversational. I do not forgive that kind of alteration in a text where the formality level, and the changes between levels, are such an incredibly fundamental part of what's being conveyed. Serkis has already successfully cleared one dialogue point where it would have been easy to change "can not" to "can't" (Pippin talking nearly as fast as hobbitly possible), and I'm very optimistic that he'll continue to hit those marks.

Wow, that got longer than I expected, but I'm *really* enjoying this rendition. Unless it majorly blows up in my face somehow, I fully expect to have a new go-to recommendation for How To Experience LOTR for people who can't get through it by reading the text. (And even for people who can. I've said on many occasions, that book is written to be read aloud.)

[cursed-40k-thoughts]

Did you know you can do admech however you want?

Its true!

Some are weird centipede adjacent (Cawl)

Some look like dreadnoughts (Magos Prime)

Wings? Go for it, wing style jump packs exist both in DH and now on table top

Claws? Again those funky skitarii

The flesh is weak. The flesh is also boring. Go nuts. Make some fucked up cyborgs. You don't even need to give them deep motivation beyond "you know what would be neat?"

And, after all, there was the Horse Inquisitor. Nothing the admech do to themselves can be as weird as the Horse Inquisitor (Golesh Constantine Pheppos Heldane)

I interpreted the first line of this ask in a whole other direction. Anyway.

I agree, we need more weird and zany techpriest bodies. You know how esoteric and specific PC builders can get at their upper echelons? AdMech are basically that vibe distilled and splashed across the pages of a religious text. More cool ones, more creepy ones. We need… biblically accurate AdMech.

[padfootastic]

This sainthood of Lily is a bit funny, because Lily was out here making excuses for her best friend’s blood purity for legit years, she had to repeatedly make excuses for him to her other friends and she admits this in DH. It’s actually more interesting to think about that side of her, the side that refuses to let go of a loved one and won’t accept what they’ve become until she quite literally has no choice but to do so.

no but this is what im saying!!! saint lily, mix of hermione and molly weasley, is so funny but also so boring to me like,,,

i dont think lily was ever opposed to james in swm because of the macro 'bullying innocents' aspect. i think it was a problem only bc he targeted snape (and thats an imp distinction for me) bc we know, from her later conversations, that she was friends with snape knowing his friends (and him, presumably) tortured/bothered innocent muggleborns and didn't really do anything until it came to her. she gives off more of the ~privileged minority vibes than ~social justice warrior to me, tbh. and it's interesting--because not making her a paragon of morality is so much more fascinating to me.

like, lily as a cutthroat, slytherin-adjacent muggleborn who's doing all she can to not just survive, but thrive.

[annabtg]

what is your unpublished wc?

Hi, Anon!

Nom De Plume is currently at 37.4k. The As If By Magic sequel is almost 11k. The Tournament is 14.6k but probably needs a lot of trimming. The Long Game (aka the angsty Sirius/Lily first war AU) is 5.7k. The Unnamed Double Date Fic is 4.1k. I've got 5.8k on some The Great James Potter adjacent stuff that I would like to turn into an alternate version of it, about 3k in various little oneshots, and around 20k of buffer in Through Times Of War (my pre-DH version of DH, sequel to The Journey of the Phoenix, of which I'd published 50k before drifting away from fandom).

So, discounting any other WIPs that predate my return to the fandom and I don't think likely to go back to, that's a total of 101.6k words.

Thanks for your interest! ❤️

[amphiptere-art]

Hi I'm Amphithere_Art and I love drawing. I'm using this website as motivation to improve my skills.

Asks are open

A link to the discord

Current hyperfiction. The sun and moon show. Below is either things I'll be updating constantly or stuff I look at constantly.

Warning, I am not afraid to swear.

Important refs- RBB, CC, EC, ITTBAG, offshoot references, DH, SMOA, Crimble, SSC, LL, BM, sundown, CE, Ralph, arcade, etc

Everybody's height chart

Everybody's pronouns

Big list of characters/worlds

Here is a link to all my stories, events, and info posts

Crossover Canon

Nicknames

Size chart

Sticks and stones

Magic system

The locked door lore

Dragon culture and history

Demons and fae

Just for convenience more convenience

Doodle ideas

My dumping ground here @amphiptereartdump

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Lore/story au's

Most of these are heavy in story. Asks concerning the story will be more received. And will be drawn with story in mind. (Might receive written stories)

mechanical medic AU-Ralph the repair dragon works as a moving parts and service. But is haunted by 3 fragmented souls of mechanics that died in the Plex. Sun n Moon struggle to get the medical mechanic animatronic to leave them alone.

Rusty wheels-a apocalypse au were a nanite Afton virus infects the world. It's cyberpunk with a rustic feel. Y/N has a big truck sized motorcycle thing and finds sun n moon. And drags them in their attempts of adventure and survival.

Warehouse AU-after the fire story were the dca, Freddy, DJ, foxy and Bonnie are moved to a big werehouse (owned by a y/n) is modified into a mini Plex (honestly more like a side road arcade that's bigger). And the dca has to relearn how to function with the band.

purrfect thief-you are a shape-shifting cat. You work with The gang Lord Eclipse but live as a house cat with the detectives Sun and Moon. You are an informant with the spiders web. A info company owned by DJ. Life has been simple and happy. But on the horizon a pack of dogs is ready to ruin that simple life.

saving waves-a sun n moon mer story. Were sun n moon were once in our lab/mer fighting facility. They are saved by a rehab facility and have to learn how to be normal Mer again. Also following the other side of the family. Who are trying to get pesky humans to stay out of their wild waters.

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Ask based au's

These aus are very open to ask. Most of them have no more than a basic story. They will be drawn more frequently with asks.

red, blue, and black-a SAMS AU where suns kill code merge with him and Moon is attempts to control his kill code makes two AI but fails. computer takes over and creates eclipse with those two AI. Eclipse then has to figure out how to keep his family together.

Cryptid eater-a Sun and Moon are Hunters story but you are a creature that eats vampires and werewolves and things like such. And the story takes place with you trying to convince them that you're on their side.

warehouse daycare-a version of the warehouse AU where it's only sun n moon. The werehouse is smaller and they grow a closer relationship with y/n and a emotional support cat.

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Art doodle au's

These a use are mostly created out of the will to draw something fun.

Stop you silly siren-suns a tired Pirate. moons a silly siren. Eclipse is an angry sea captain. Popped in my head. want to see were it leads.

Star foolery-basic place for me to draw the dca in different situations. no major story but has lore. does occur during after and before in dca history

Creature dca-a random look for sun n moon. Has flip floped between being and basic non animatronic form to fey creatures that deal with changelings and guardian God entities.

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Story's ive had since childhood.

Most of these stories occur in the same or adjacent universe and are more likely to get to to get drawn due to my familiarity with it.

Shadow wars-Major wars that occurred in the history of dragons. Particularly wars of Shadow dragons versus light dragons. split up into four.

Outsting of the dark(Shadow dragons being misjudged and cast out),

shadons terror(an evil emperor of Shadow dragons taking revenge only to be beaten by family),

falling twins(a family split by different ideals),

the hybrid(a hybrid child that finally solves the war).

chains-The comic series I started as a kid about a wolf and his companions as they travel. Split into three.

The fallen stars(how chains fell out with his best friend),

fleeing revenge(chains fleeing his old friend now enemy),

God war(chains son and others get in a great war over religion and power).

dreamers musing-various stories that take place on "the a locked door". Occurring from dragons, Kings, knights, dinosaurs, animals. anything that comes to mind that uses the same gods.

moss and car-car -a old spinosaurus and a baby Carcharodontosaurus meet up together and decide to live alongside each other. The Old spinosaurus trying to care for a youngster that is not his kind. And the Young therapod running around trying to figure out how to dinosaur correctly. Shenanigans issue.

[shining-gem34]

||Been thinking about Dan Feng Pathstrider. In stories, he is both a healer and a fighter. It be interesting to think over how his lineage (Ichor bloodline via reincarnation) are almost similar in terms of fighting/healing style with some variations in since the Dan Feng in the animation showed similar attacks that DH did (the basic atk and summoning cloudhymn dragons).

Obviously what first comes to mind is: Abundance or Destruction.

Destruction where his skill can do dmg single and adjacent enemy BUT after a criteria been meet he can also cast Healing Over Time buffs/debuffs to an ally (strangely enough it almost always lands on Yingxing if he's in the party).

Abundance: "I'm a healer but-" /shot. Anyway, his skill is obviously healing allies while giving them buffs (energy regeneration over time/dmg bonus/etc). His ULT however does AOE dmg to all enemies where it boosts his outgoing healing% and any allies who can heal/self-heal as well. Any extra stuff? He can do a follow-up atk after he debuffs an ally status ailment.

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The Queensland Air Museum is a unique and exciting place for aviation enthusiasts to visit in the Sunshine Coast hinterlands. The museum has many different aspects, museum display of the Pathfinder Force to an extensive range of aircraft memorabilia from the 20th century.

Open cockpit weekends

Open Cockpit weekends are fun for the whole family. In this two-day event, the museum opMuseums doors to the public to showcase its extensive collection of vintage aircraft, engines, and memorabilia. In the process, you can experience the wonders of aviation history firsthand.

The museum is home to the iconic Canberra bomber; it's also the custodian of an impressive array of agricultural and military aircraft. This includes the mighty F-111 and the Beechcraft Starship, a unique twin turboprop six to eight-seat pressurized business jet. For the more intrepid visitors, there's a chance to see the RAAF's finest, including the famous DH-9 Flying Tiger.

Suppose you're a big fan of airborne memorabilia; several museums abound on the Sunshine Coast. The Queensland Air Museum is the place to go if you want to learn more about the past and present of the Queensland state's aviation history. Aside from the actual airplanes on display, there's a plethora of interactive exhibits, artifacts, and even training aircraft.

The Queensland Air Museum's open days are unlike anything you've experienced. For one thing, you get a 10% discount on merchandise at the museum's Museum's store. Alternatively, you can take a guided tour of the property. If you're a pilot, you'll have the opportunity to test drive an F-111.

The QAM also boasts a sizeable air-side display of vintage aircraft. The museum has over 80 historic aircraft, making it Australia's largest aviation museum. The museum isMuseume a 1.5-hour drive from Brisbane. It's easy to see why this museum isMuseumular hangout for locals and tourists alike. So whether you're in the market for aviation memorabilia or looking for a new place to take the kids, you're sure to find it at the Queensland Air Museum.

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Displays to commemorate the Pathfinder Force

The Queensland Air Museum in Caloundra, Queensland, is home to some impressive displays commemorating the Pathfinder Force in World War II. The Pathfinder Force was an elite group of bomber crews that would lead the main bomber force to the target. The display includes models, uniforms, and memorabilia.

The displays are located adjacent to the F-111 strike aircraft. The F-111 was the premier strike asset for 37 years. During these years, the spectacular flame produced by an F-111 was famous at air shows. It was also used during the closing ceremony of the Sydney Olympics.

The museum haMuseumllection of over 70 historic aircraft. It is Australia's largest aviation museum. The aircraft are grouped into various categories, including military and passenger types. It is located at Caloundra Airport. A guided tour of the museum's Museum's aircraft is available.

Queenslander Don Bennett founded the Pathfinder Force. He led the group of bomber crews. They flew missions to attack the Germans during nighttime area bombing. The loss rate for these operations was four to five percent. The aircraft was designed to fly at low altitudes, so the pilot could descend at a steep angle to avoid damage to the propeller.

The museum Museum'salso features the P-51 Mustang, a fighter aircraft that was one of the best-performing allied aircraft during WWII. The Pathfinder Force's commander, Air Vice-Marshal Don Bennett, flew the Mustang. B-17 and B-24 heavy bombers escorted the P-51. The Mustang was accompanied by the B-17's nickname, "High Hats."

There is also a collection of other aircraft, including the de Havilland Gipsy Queen and the R-1830 Twin Wasp. The museum contains turbojets, piston engines, and radial types. In addition, there are many other displays and artifacts on display.

The Queensland Air Museum is a community-owned aviation museum. It is a great place to visit with the entire family. Most days, the museum is a museum for free tours. However, a knowledgeable volunteer can give you a history of the aircraft and help you learn more about them.

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tell us about Kairos in Retrograde!

Oh boy!

So, Kairos in Retrograde is Part 3 of my canon adjacent Snape/OC saga. At this point in the story, we're in the Deathly Hallows section of the timeline, so everything is a mess and all dark and twisty. The OC is Miranda Rose, an American Muggleborn (or No-Maj born as she would say) witch, who works as a magical bounty hunter. She and Sev met in the summer between GoF and OotP, and had an on again-off again relationship until the end of OotP when they were pretty well on for good. She is an honorary member of the Order of the Phoenix (not official b/c of MACUSA stuff) and is currently acting as an Auror to help with the Ministry's Auror shortage. By the end of the HBP timeline, Miranda and Severus were about to get married. Unfortunately, the Death Eater attack on Hogwarts and Albus's murder got in the way of that.

While Miranda was very aware of Severus's being a spy/double agent, Severus neglected to tell her about how he was going to be offing Albus. So now she doesn't know what to think. Like, she still loves him and hopes that he's somehow on the right side of things, but it's hard to keep believing that when there's all this evidence to the contrary.

Things are made all the worse as Kairos opens, because neither she nor Severus can openly approach the other to explain anything. Severus is wanted by both the Ministry and the Order; and while Remus and Minerva vouched for Miranda's being innocent of any of Severus's crimes, not everyone trusts that she is innocent, so she can't really step out of line.

I'm excited/intimidated to dig into this book, because I think that the DH timeline has the biggest of all missing moments: what happened at Hogwarts while Harry and CO. were busy camping? And I'm also working in a Bigger Bad that will be the main villain when I get to the fourth and final installment of the saga: The Quick and the Dead.

Thank you so much for this ask!!!

[s2z]

Moreland, Melbourne, Victoria, Australia. 2023-04-22 15:21:43 by stuart murdoch Via Flickr: Moreland train station has been upgraded recently as part of the Level crossings removal project. And of course contemporary art is often commissioned for each project. Transformer, created by Louise Paramor, pays homage to its urban surroundings – the historic Union Knitting Mills and the Hoffman Brickworks in Moreland. While suggestive of actual industry the work is playful an mysterious, hinting at a science fiction fantasy. Transformer’s colours are those of energy itself, orange and yellow, evoking the origins of life, as well as heat and potential.The overall skyward thrust of the piece inspires feelings of buoyancy and optimism. The work also references everyday objects, a choice inspired by the objects that members of the local community have placed along the Upfield Bike Path, in an attempt to humanise the surroundings. The central orange ovoid of the sculpture is taken from a children’s outdoor ball game and suggests the insulators of the nearby Substation No.33, as well as the power lines of the railway overhead. This central form is held by a yellow frame derived from a stand for dress-up wigs; the pole beacon atop the sculpture, a scaled-up version of a knitting needle, echoing the adjacent historic art deco Union Knitting Mills. The work was fabricated in steel by DJ Projects. It stands at 6.7 metres in height and rises from a circular brick base that forms a pattern of concentric rings which allude to the ripple effect of water; a symbol to mark the approximate halfway point between Moonee Ponds Creek and Merri Creek. The bricks have been custom glazed in black and white, paying homage to the historic Hoffman Brickworks in nearby Brunswick, one of the first mechanical brickworks in Australia, established in late 1880’s, purported to have produced a staggering 40 million bricks per year. Artist- Louise Paramor Title – Transformer Year – 2021 Art Consultant – ADA ConsultingFabricator – DJ Projects Painter – DH Corrosion Coatings Location – Moreland Station precinct, Coburg Commissioned for the Level Crossing Removal Project One of several projects, that explore photography as evidence amongst other ideas. Blog | Tumblr | Website | Instagram | Photography links | s2z digital garden | pixelfed.social | glass | grainary | vero | hipstamatic

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why the greek alphabet is so great

Here's a piece of shit I don't like about the Greek alphabet: the only non-adjacent letters that are not pronounced in the same way are

dh, rh

rh

I don't care if you "only pronounce" dh. I want to be able to get my point across to rh -people. If my friends don't understand what the hell is "th" doing there, how will I be able to have my conversation across? What about non-Greek-speakers learning the language?

dh is basically the exact same as "th," but with a bit more of a "humph" sound. But it's so common that you can't help noticing when a word you read actually has it vs. doesn't. This is a big source of confusion when reading things in non-American languages, or even in English.

Is there a different letter that I should use instead? Maybe? There are some characters that are very similar, like ΩΔΦ for what "th" should be in Greek -- but I think they're different enough that if I replaced "th" with one of those letters I would still be understood by all the relevant speakers?

(This is an example of a case where the most common solution is really bad. I used to replace the ths in my posts with lowercase o's, but I had a really hard time keeping track of which ones matched which ones.)

Maybe there is some kind of compromise I could make where I would say the letters were similar enough to be mistaken for one another, and also be pronounced in roughly the right way for the purposes of communication to people with the language? That would be very nice. I wish that were the case.

But instead, we have dh for no good reason. And every time I have to write "the" and pronounce it "tha," or read some other letter and feel like I have to think about how I'm doing the spelling, I am like "ugh, not like that, I hate it"

Some more ways it's not great:

-- de is the exact same as "th"

-- in the letter φ, you are not allowed to pronounce the second letter until the first is pronounced

-- there's a special way of pronouncing certain consonants when you're reading out a number

But I think that's all I can think of. You guys are clever and good at stuff. Why the fuck is there a letter called "dh"

I am very much looking forward to your answers, as usual

[naengmyeong]

It's no insult, honestly, because when I see people who gathered more years than you it makes me feel like you should have,too but

I realize DH is really around the same age as you. I always thought he was older because he maybe acted a bit more seriously. Of course, now he seems so young. Many times he's the youngest at lunch, his hair is black but he already complains about getting old. He must have a hard time now, really, it must be hard, in light of this year, last year even. Its hard, I know, people ask him why he always seems stressed. He cries a lot.. we know. The photo I saw was recent, maybe 3 years ago, but since then he's different. I realize you were his friend and you probably spent a lot of time around or at least adjacent to one another. And then after that Y, certainly they were close that he would give him such a thoughtful gift. I think Y must be younger, but thinking about seeing any friend, but especially one close in age lying in a hospital like that.. its hard. It's hard.

After we took of masks, that point in time was passing and we couldn't tell.

A face that looks older is okay, because it's still here

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Been thinking about this and that meta about how Snape looks out for Draco because he sees him making the same mistakes he did himself. Draco may come from a very different background - he's cared for, he's provided for, he doesn't have the struggles a young Snape did. But Draco is also very intelligent and ambitious, and Snape might relate to the insecurities he shows in the face of Harry Potter's successes at school. Of course, Draco is also chosen to be a prefect and plays on his house's Quidditch team, so where Snape was once-in-a-generation brilliant but was overlooked, Draco gets the recognition he deserves, it's just that Harry is constantly treated as exceptional and that triggers Draco's insecurites. Nevertheless, Draco is intelligent and excels academically, is in Snape's house, and it's clear Snape has some kind of relationship with the Malfoy family, so there's already an affinity there.

Snape also sees Draco being raised to share his family's values. I think Snape almost definitely knew that Voldemort would eventually find a way to return to a corporeal form, and knew that Draco wasn't just being raised with his family's ethos of grabbing wealth and power wherever and however possible, but that at this point in history, to them, that would mean Draco becoming a Death Eater like Lucius when Voldemort returns. Snape would have seen Draco's cruel determination to have Buckbeak put down for having scratched and humiliated him, and would have almost definitely been aware of his casual use of "mudblood" and the childish, inexperienced viciousness with which he talked about Slytherin's monster killing muggleborns in CoS. Draco and Snapes motivations were very different, but I think Snape recognized in Draco an anger coupled with naivete and had the experience that Draco didn't, to know what that cruelty looks like when it's put into action.

We know that the Malfoys as a family are, historically, interested in being adjacent to power and accumulating wealth. Draco, in his own way, is constantly trying to distinguish himself from his family. He wants attention and validation and often conflates the two. He talks a lot of big talk, but we see by the end of HBP that he doesn't walk the walk when he can't kill Dumbledore. By the beginning of DH he's terrified at the reality of the things he's spent his childhood boasting about being the future he wanted and got: the child who was excited by the idea of muggleborns being killed by Slytherin's monster, the teen who goaded Hermione about getting murdered for being a mudblood, has come of age to find himself face to face with the reality of what this kind of violence means and looks like and it terrifies him. Perhaps some of that is the fear of being disgraced by Voldemort while he's taken over his own house and is ever present, but I think Draco's inability to do more to Dumbledore than disarm him while knowing that his own failure means his death, speaks to an aversion to violence. He just didn't realize it until he was faced with it. It makes sense: his father is the kind of man who won't get his own hands dirty, he'll profit off others doing the unpleasant work and slither out of accountability for his own involvement.

And Snape knows this. He can see Draco's reckoning coming from miles away. Because he lived it himself. The one time we see Snape attacking is in self-defense, otherwise he chooses, again and again, to act defensively. Where Voldemort would strike an opponent, Snape disarms. Where Voldemort would neutralize, Snape de-escalates. We see him teach this to Harry, as well as to Draco, because who else's influence would have made Draco disarm Dumbledore on the tower instead of attack him? Snape joined the Death Eaters young, full of anger and angst, the abuse of his home and the bullying of his Hogwarts years fueling his need to feel empowered and the DEs promised him exactly that. He didn't know what enacting violence meant beyond an abstract desire to project his anger and frustration onto someone or something, and the DEs weren't promising violence in those days, they were promising power and domination through rhetoric. Snape came to understand what violence and death truly mean when you're the one causing it instead of experiencing it; he came to understand that revenge doesn't bring the satisfaction and catharsis you expect it to, that it's always more satisfying when it's anticipated than when it's enacted. He sees Draco heading down the same path and wants to protect him, even though he can't. Draco is beyond his reach.

He's done his best to keep Draco from this road he's hurtling down, and has sworn to protect him to the best of his ability, and now here the kid is, bleeding profusely on a bathroom floor from a spell that Snape himself invented. I think he knew Harry had his old Potions book even before he read his mind, but whether or not he did, he recognized Sectumsempra's effects and in his mind it was his own indirect hand that had led to Malfoy lying there bleeding.

In that moment on the bathroom floor, Snape wipes the blood from Draco's face. Like a parent whose rebellious teen won't allow affection except for a kiss on the forehead when they're asleep, Snape takes a moment to give Draco affection when he needs it and won't reject it, to expunge some small measure of guilt for what he feels is his own part in this injury. With this small gesture, he tries to reassure Draco that he'll be alright, he's in caring hands now.

The door banged open behind Harry and he looked up, terrified: Snape had burst into the room, his face livid. Pushing Harry roughly aside, he knelt over Malfoy, drew his wand, and traced it over the deep wounds Harry’s curse had made, muttering an incantation that sounded almost like song. The flow of blood seemed to ease; Snape wiped the residue from Malfoy’s face and repeated his spell. Now the wounds seemed to be knitting.