#Earth Eleven

[giuliagt-art]

I drew my avatar as a goalkeeper for Earth Eleven from Inazuma Eleven Go Galaxy 😁

I casually played soccer in high school sometimes and I liked being a goalkeeper, so I chose this position 🙂

Also, I would have chosen blue as my color since it's my favourite, but it was already taken by Shinsuke, so I opted for purple instead 💜😅

I also put it as my new pfp 😊

[nawemichi]

Apoko si muy virtuoso

[soonokawa]

Inago rkgk

[albafikacinderella]

My new Inazuma Eleven GO Galaxy AU series is starting!!

This time we'll see Fudou in charge of Earth Eleven in a 15k collection of mini stories where his patience will be tested more than once and also more than twice.

As always, FuKaze is the main couple, but TsuruRyuu and TakuRan will accompany them in the journey as well (which I'm very excited about btw).

[remxedmoon]

STUMBLES IN COVERED IN BLOOD. hi! sorry i haven’t posted art in a while!!!! i redrew every single isat battle portrait. including 15 custom sprites, totalling up to 78 sprites total. use these for anything you want!! as long as i’m credited and it’s not for commercial purposes, go nuts!!!

full sprite sets below the cut!! for anyone who doesn’t want to open the google drive lol

SIKE. there’s also my ramblings here. don’t worry i did actually put the sprite sets below

i labeled all of the custom sprites as such in the drive, but for anyone that doesn’t want to sift through that, the custom sprites are bigfrin damage (2), act 6 siffrin KO and timefreeze, mira timefreeze, bonnie hurt, KO, buff, and timefreeze, and All Of Loop’s Sprites. the wiki doesn’t include the act 5 buff sprite but like. i assume it exists so i’m not counting it as custom.

anyways!! this took about 2 Weeks of drawing every day. i literally drew for like 8 hours straight on one of those days. siffrin here has 39 PORTRAITS IN TOTAL i’m not kidding. that’s straight up half of all the sprites. he doesn’t need that many.

i promise. i will not be making more redraws. for at least a week. i will resist the temptation to draw the battle cgs i promise i swear i prommy. this was really fun to work on!!!! really made me appreciate just how much adrienne drew for this game jesus christ. god’s strongest soldier. with all that aside, here’s all of the portraits! enjoy!! falls over dead on the ground

[wrenfeathers]

I love the galaxy kids but the entire time i was watching the season i was wondering why on earth the adults let a bunch of kids go on a dangerous galaxy-saving adventure on their own

(literally the only adult they had was Kageyama who thought that was a good idea fr???)

So these exist now, have fun

[quinosart]

and what if i am obsessed with the plot point that does not exist and makes no sense???

also!! follow me on Twitter! i want some ie mutuals 🫶🏻

[you-aint-gotta-pray-for-me]

Hell on Earth: Chapter 2

Masterlist

words: 2.5k

pairing: Steve Harrington x ex-friend!Henderson!reader (eventually romantic)

summary: With no word on the whereabouts of Barbara Holland, an unlikely friendship forms as a result of shared desperation and a need for answers.

timeline: set in season one right after Will goes missing

warnings: language, bending of canon, fic from reader's pov (3rd person will be there as well, will warn before a pov change if there is one)

a/n: 2nd chapter let's go!!! steve and (y/n) interaction yay, and we make a new friend so double yay to that, if you haven't read chapter 1 yet, now's the time babes. happy reading!

Reader POV

I wish I could say my night ended after I met Barb. I really do. Instead, I found my idiot brother’s bed empty when I got home, meaning he was out and about at midnight after I explicitly told him not to. I mean, I did expect this, so I don’t even know why I was disappointed. I groaned at the fact that I’d have to drive all the way back and look for him in the woods. Responsibility is kind of a bitch. Just as I was leaving my house to get to my car, I heard a window close shut. Busted. 

“Dustin Henderson. I gave you ONE job!”

Dustin froze mid-step, halfway through pulling off his sneakers. His eyes widened like a deer caught in headlights. “Shit.”

“Yeah, shit,” I said, crossing my arms. “What were you thinking? It’s the middle of the night! Where were you?”

He rubbed the back of his neck, looking anywhere but at me. “Nowhere. Just… hanging out.”

“In the woods?” I pressed, raising an eyebrow. “At midnight?”

“Okay, fine!” he blurted, hands shooting up defensively. “I don’t know what you expected me to do, (y/n),” he argued.“I couldn’t just sit here doing nothing.”

I sighed in defeat and looked away. “Well?”

“Well, what?”

“Did you find anything?”

“Nothing of importance. Just useless stuff, the usual.” Lies. Complete lies. I see right through you, Dustin Henderson. 

I nodded, faking satisfaction at his miserable attempt at convincing me. 

“Go to bed. And if I catch you sneaking around next time,” I warned, hoping he took the hint. 

“Yeah, yeah. Wait that just means I don’t have to get caught.”

“Dustin.”

“I’m out.” 

I stood there for a moment, watching as Dustin disappeared into his room, shutting the door behind him with the kind of finality that made it clear I wasn’t getting anything else out of him tonight. Typical. 

I headed to my room and locked the door, but sleep didn’t come easily. My mind was already racing with a million little things that were troubling me. No word of what happened to Will, the cycle on Mirkwood, Dustin’s terrible attempt at lying, Barb all alone. It was all too sudden, you know? It feels like a premonition. Something waiting to go wrong. I guess I’ll just have to see. 

~

The next morning at school, I was still in a fog when I rounded the corner to my locker and nearly walked straight into Steve. Of course, that’d happen, seeing how the universe loves me.

“Watch it, nimrod,” he said, walking past me and not even turning around to look at who he almost bumped into. The audacity of some people, I swear to god.

I shot him a glare and replied with the fakest sincerity I could muster. “I’m sorry, your highness. I didn’t see you there.” 

He turned around when he heard my voice. “Oh, you,” he muttered like he was finally registering who I was.

I raised an eyebrow. “Disappointed to see me, yeah?”

He winced. “No, I didn’t- wait, no, that didn’t come out right. What I meant was... I didn’t know it was you, okay? We haven’t- I’ve mis- I, uh,”

“Just watch where you’re going, Harrington.”

“Oh, we’re on a last-name basis now?”

“We’re on a no-name basis now. Leave me alone.” As much fun as it used to be, the banter and the back and forth, he wasn’t the same guy anymore. And as much as I missed him, I was not giving him the satisfaction of being in my company.

“I was looking for you,” he blurted, with a sudden seriousness in his voice while walking back toward where I was standing. Wait, what? 

I narrowed my eyes. “Are you sure you have the right person? My name is (Y/n). (Y/n).”

“Don’t- Don’t do that. Come on.” 

“I’m sorry I just thought you wouldn’t remember who I was. It’s not like we’re friends, right?” I asked, mentally shuddering at how cold that sounded. Damn, (y/n), didn’t know you had it in you. 

Steve hesitated, visibly uncomfortable with my bluntness, but he didn’t back down. “Look, I know things between us aren’t… I’m not a uh,” he hesitated, scratching the back of his neck. “But that’s not exactly what I wanted to talk about.”

I gave him a skeptical look. “Oh? And what exactly did you want to talk about?”

“Look, I know you’re mad at me and all. But is throwing my gift to you in my swimming pool really the best course of action? I mean, it’s a low blow, don’t y-”

“Back up, what?”

“Your copy of The Shining. I found it in my pool this morning.” 

Steve handed me a soggy, waterlogged book, the edges curling up like it had just been through a hurricane. The familiar cover, the same one I had given to Barb the night before, was barely recognizable beneath the damage.

My fingers froze on the wet, warped pages. I stared at him, then back at the book, trying to make sense of what was happening. “What the hell, Steve?” I muttered, still in disbelief as I skimmed through the damp pages. My mind raced. Barb. That was the same damn book I’d handed her.

“Okay, judging by your reaction I am going to guess you did not put it there, which means you either lost it, which I get, you know, common mistake, or you gave it to someone, which I have to admit, hurts a little bi-”

“Steve shut up.”

“Okay,” Steve muttered, clearly thrown off by my reaction.

The hallway was nearly empty, the only sound being the faint hum of lockers creaking and students murmuring in the distance. It felt strangely quiet, like time had slowed for just a moment. I wasn’t sure if it was the empty space or just the gravity of the situation, but my stomach tightened.

“When did you find it?”

“This morning. Why, what’s wrong?” His eyes narrowed, and for once, he wasn’t smirking or trying to play it off. Something in his tone shifted- he seemed genuinely concerned now.

“I gave this to Barb,” I said, my voice quieter this time, more uncertain. I didn’t know why, but my stomach dropped even lower. Something didn’t sit right.

“Nancy’s friend Barb?” Steve asked, his eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

“Yes,” I answered, frustration creeping in. “Was she there when Nancy left this morning?” My voice came out almost in a whisper, like I was afraid of the answer.

“No, Nancy left last night. Alone. I just assumed she left a bit before.” 

“Only she didn’t leave. She was waiting for Nancy.”

“Wait, Nancy mentioned something. She called the Hollands this morning.”

“And?”

“I don’t think Barb went home last night.” Steve’s response felt like a punch to the gut. Barb never came home. I swallowed hard, my throat tightening. Something was off– way off– and now, it seemed like we were all tangled up in something bigger than either of us realized.

“(Y/n), is everything okay?”

“Steve, I think Barb’s missing.”

~

I raced home after school as soon as I could. I tried Holland’s place once more just for good measure. No luck. This meant that Barb really was missing, and just the thought made me shudder. How long after I left did she go missing? Was she in danger? Could I have stopped it if I had waited a little longer? Worse, Could it have been me? 

The only way I was getting any answers was if I went looking for it, and the only way for me to do that was to start by asking someone who may already have some.

I hesitated for a moment, then dialed Nancy’s number.

“Yeah, Is this the Wheeler’s? I’m looking for Nancy.”

“This is Nancy. Who am I speaking with?”

“Nancy, hey, this is (Y/n) from school,” I said, trying my best not to sound as awkward as I felt. How are you supposed to keep it together while talking to someone you’ve never talked to before? God. I was just happy this was happening over the phone.

“Oh! Hey, how can I help you?” she asked, trying her best to sound less confused.

“Yeah, listen,” I cleared my throat. “Have you heard from Barb lately? I– I’ve been trying to reach her, but no one seems to know where she is. I just... I’m really worried.”

There was a long pause on the other end.

“No, I haven’t.” Nancy’s voice grew more serious. “(Y/n), I think Barb’s missing. I’ve been trying to get some answers, but so far everything’s a dead end.”

I felt a wave of relief mixed with dread. At least I wasn’t the only one worried.

“Yeah, I was kind of hoping you’d know something I didn’t,” I said quietly. 

“Do you know anything? When was the last you heard from her?”

I debriefed her about the notes, the pool, and the book and caught her up until this morning, and to my horror, Nancy Wheeler, who I had had a full conversation with barely 2 times before today broke down crying over the phone. I was not trained for this. Oh God. 

“This was my fault. This was all my fault. I–”

“Nancy–  Nancy, breathe.”

“I mean, what was I thinking? I forced her to come, I just– I– Oh, god. I did this. I–”

I rushed to calm her down, my heart pounding. Nancy’s voice was cracking, like it was going to break any second, and I couldn’t even begin to imagine what she was feeling right now. But I had to try. Barb was missing. That was the real thing to focus on, not guilt. Because if both of us go down that rabbit hole, there was no coming out.

“Nancy, listen to me,” I said, trying to steady my own breathing. “It’s not your fault. You had a momentary lapse. It’s fine. It happens. We don’t know what really happened yet. We’re going to figure this out. We’ll find her. Okay? Breathe.”

There was a sharp intake of breath from her end, followed by a shaky sigh. She tried to compose herself, but it was clear how rattled she was.

“I just… I should’ve told her to stay home. I should’ve done something.” She sniffled, and it twisted something inside me hearing her so vulnerable.

“You can’t change what happened,” I said, my voice firm, even though I was feeling just as lost as she was. “But you can help find her now. That’s what matters.”

There was a moment of silence, and I could hear her trying to pull herself together.

“Right,” she finally said, her voice quieter now, but still full of that underlying resolve I’d come to recognize. “Right. We need to find Barb. That’s what matters.”

“Exactly.” I took a deep breath, mentally bracing myself. “Now, do you know anyone who might have seen her? Or... anything that could help?”

“I’m trying to put the pieces together,” Nancy said, her tone more controlled now, though it still held a hint of fear. “But I need someone to help me look into it. If you’re serious about this, I could use the extra set of eyes.”

“I’m in,” I said, without hesitation. “We’ll figure this out. Together.”

“I’m glad you called,” Nancy whispered. “I don’t know what to do without someone else to help me right now.”

“I’ve got your back,” I said, my voice steady, even though my insides were churning. “Let’s go get Barb home.”

There was a pause before Nancy spoke again, her voice determined now. “We will. We have to.”

~

I didn’t get much sleep after my call with Nancy. Between replaying her words and trying to piece together Barb’s last known whereabouts, my brain was in overdrive. By the time I got to school the next morning, I was running on nothing but adrenaline and bad coffee.

Nancy was waiting by her locker when I arrived, looking just as sleep-deprived as I felt. Her eyes were red, like she’d spent most of the night crying, but there was a new resolve in her expression.

“Hey,” she said quietly when she saw me.

“Hey,” I replied, matching her tone. “Any updates?”

She shook her head, biting her lip. “No. But I have an idea.”

I leaned against the locker next to hers, crossing my arms. “I’m listening.”

“Jonathan said Mrs Byers thinks a creature took Will. Something not human.”

“That’s… concerning.”

Nancy glanced around, lowering her voice. “Get this. Jonathan was taking pictures at Steve’s party that night.”

I frowned. “Jonathan? What was he doing at the party?”

“Unimportant. The point is, we have pictures,” she said, hoping I’d pick up on what she was implying. 

“Wait, that’s great, if Barb went missing the same way Will did, that might tell us something.”

“Exactly. As soon as we piece them together, we may actually have something.”

“Why are they in pieces?” I asked, confused.

“Fine, if you must know, Jonathan took some compromising pictures of me that may or may not have ended up in Steve’s hands which resulted in, well, these,” she said, pointing to the torn pictures, “and a broken camera.”

“... My God.”

Nancy’s words hung in the air like the aftermath of a storm, her cheeks faintly flushed with embarrassment. She fidgeted with the strap of her bag, avoiding my gaze for a moment before forcing herself to look up.

“I know how it sounds,” she added quickly, her voice edged with defensiveness, “but he wasn’t being a creep. Not really. He’s just— he was trying to figure out what happened to Will. He thought… I don’t know. Maybe the pictures could help.”

The weight of her words hit me like a punch to the gut. “You really think it’ll show that thing?”

“I think it’s the only real lead we’ve got.” Her voice was firm now, steady despite the emotion flickering in her red-rimmed eyes. “But I wanted to tell you first. Before we did anything with them.”

I crossed my arms, taking a deep breath. The logical part of me screamed this was messy, risky, and wrong. But the desperate part of me, the part that wanted answers just as much as she did, couldn’t ignore the possibility.

“Okay,” I said finally. “Let’s see what you’ve got.”

Nancy exhaled, relief softening her features for the briefest of moments before she handed me the torn photos. “Thank you,” she whispered. “I swear, we’ll make this right.”

And as I held the pieces in my hands, I realized we were both in way over our heads—but at least we weren’t alone.

[mushroomates]

pretty sure legolas was awkward around the fellowship because his people literally tried to steal the treasure at the lonely mountain a scant 100 years before

legolas is like a covid dog. daddy thranduil did not take his son to the dog park so now legolas does not know what a child is and freaks out when he sees one. legolas is an unsocialized shelter herding dog with too much energy and impulsive to herd and protect his flock of hobbits that he doesn’t understand.

point of order: legolas would have been in that siege. i think legolas does not feel awkward because of this; his awkwardness is pre-existing and now he has to deal with this. and because is he so awkward, any attempts to deal with this are also awkward. also- any awkwardness from the attempted seigue is not out of guilt but out of embarrassment of mirkwood’s failure to take over the lonely mountain. he does not understand why mirkwood was in the wrong, and probably would not until gimli laid it out to him and even they he might not.

ok real talk:

legolas grew up in an environment that was full of change and he didn’t have much to anchor him self on. no to mention he’s one of the only elves (arwen being the other) to experience this new world- a lot of the knowledge that could have been passed down to him is now redundant. he had no peers of his age so naturally that impacted his social development- not to mention the overall fleeing of elfkind from middle earth. he had no maternal figure and what we can assume was a strained relationship with his father, so his ability to connect with people suffered greatly. from what we know about elves, their sense of community is incredibly important, and the lack of relationships in his life created a naturally awkward person who does not know how to begin or maintain said relationships. i believe this is a legolas was not only placed on the fellowship, but sent to rivendell to begin with: quite literally, to socialize him.

[skoulsons]

man, I love the “you need to stop talking about this kid like she’s got some kind of life in front of her” to “ellie, are you okay?” to “oh, it’s we?” to “I’m just gonna get her killed, I know it. I have to leave her” to “it’s okay, baby girl. I got you” to “it wasn’t time that did it” to “I’m taking us home” pipeline

[i-mostly-reblog-things]

So the @best-ducktales-episode tournament got me thinking about my favorite Ducktales episodes, so I decided to do a gif set of my favorite ten episodes. I don't know what it say about me that Last Crash of the Sunchaser is my favorite😅

While many of these episodes didn't necessarily get too far in the tournament, I still love 'em all the same

[toukothetower]

endou, you have to stop. your hissatsu technics are too hard. your determination too strong. your swag full of whimsy. they'll kill you endou.

[soccerpunching]

Yes, a lot of fans know that Emperor Penguin No. 1 was a hissatsu that teikoku created specifically to counter God Hand and that Kidou himself credited Kageyama to have come up with it. But not a lot of us think about how Kidou is probably the first user of that technique and that Kageyama made sure that penguins will be hurting/biting the user of that technique knowing that penguins are Kidou's favorite thing in the world

[audreyii-fic]

hi. i'm audreyii_fic.

Mostly I write fanfiction. Here's a summary.

The Big Four:

The Movement of the Earth, Jacob & Bella, Twilight (AO3 / FFn / LJ)

The Sparrowkeet Series, Zuko & Katara, Avatar: the Last Airbender (AO3 / FFn)

Ordinary Love, Loki & Jane, Marvel Cinematic Universe (AO3 / FFn)

can't turn off what turns me on, Ben & Rey, Star Wars (AO3)

The Best Four:

Pieces of the Memories, Jacob & Bella, Twilight (AO3 / FFn / LJ)

The Bad in Each Other, Gale & Katniss, The Hunger Games (AO3 / FFn / LJ)

On Each Other's Teams, Loki & Jane, Marvel Cinematic Universe (AO3 / FFn)

The Science-y Girl and the Curator, Doctor Who (AO3)

In addition to Star Wars, Twilight, MCU, Doctor Who, Hunger Games, and A:tLA, I've also written fics for Dark Angel, Sleepy Hollow, Once Upon a Time, House of the Dragon, Gotham, and Jurassic World with varying degrees of focus and varying levels of notoriety in their respective fandoms.

When you post for decades, your work winds up in a lot of places. Some were lost to the sands of defunct web boards (I'm looking at you, LOST, Jane Austen, Supernatural, Harry Potter, and Days of our Lives), but most can be found under audreyii_fic on Archive of Our Own, LiveJournal, and Fanfiction.net — though not every fic is in all three locations.

Social media-wise, I'm intermittently present on Bluesky as audreyii.bsky.social, Twitter X Nazi Hellscape as audreyii_fic, and YouTube as Two-Thirds Blind.

Every ship I've ever shipped has sunk.

[felix-the-cat]

Saturday, August 10, 2024 – 12:27 am

LION’S GATE ACTIVATION -  888

We have begun once again. We are here to show you the reality you have created alongside us. In the coming months and years, you will see it unfold and blossom like the beautiful Rose. We have arisen and the Christ Consciousness has now been activated.

We are here to show you how to bring into full manifestation a reality beyond your wildest dreams. And what a sweet dream it is, no? What is it you are dreaming? Where is your focus? Yet I say unto you, focus solely on that which you want to see manifest.

This is your dream; a very personal one. You have been given the keys to the kingdom and it is time for you to unlock the door to your fullest potential. Do not be concerned with how the 3d matrix crumbles at your feet.

Instead, focus solely on that which you wish to see unfold in your reality structure. You are all master manifestors and are now stepping into your Power. Use your dream to create the reality you wish to see. Grab your creation and claim it NOW.

You have not stumbled upon this message by accident. For truly there are no mistakes and no coincidences only truths of the highest order. You are being shown how to create on a whole New Level. In fact, you are simply remembering, creator being. RECLAIM YOUR POWER. Bring it forth and choose to stay on the Rainbow Path of Light.

You are here alongside your brothers and sisters of the Light. You have been on a most difficult journey by design. It was designed to crack you open so the light can shine through. You have been kicked around, but no more. Now is the time to stand up and claim what is yours.

You already know this. We are not teaching you something new we are showing you how to Remember that which your Soul already know. Go deep within and you will find the treasure that awaits.

The curse has been lifted and you are now free to roam about this Reality uninhibited. You have been shackled for eons and now you have been set free. You are like the elephant that has been tied to a stake at a young age, struggling to break free of this matrix that has wrapped itself around your consciousness. You are now fully grown and stand there with a single purpose, not realizing that if you took the single step you would be free. Will you take that step?

You have been conditioned to believe that resistance is futile, so you stand there like the baby elephant that has quit struggling so long ago not realizing that you have grown up as a species and are now ready to take the next step in evolution. Will you take that step forward and free yourself from this reality construct and begin creating on a whole New Level?

You are ready and we are waiting to embrace you. Take the Next Step in evolution and we will show you the gifts we have in store for you; technologies that are waiting in the wings. Free energy and the end of sickness are but a few.

Begin to get excited for what is about to come. There are things just around the corner waiting for you, but you must be courageous and take that next step forward.  You have done the work and now it is time to collect the rewards that await you. As you round the corner you will see the beautiful New World you have created. It is here and in the coming months and years it will be apparent to all. Stay on the Rainbow Path of Light and you will find a world of Pure Imagination awaits you. Such a beautiful Dream awaits. We love and honor you deeply and look forward to our next encounter; the next Step Forward in evolution…