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xiyouyanyi · 6 months ago

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Modern Era At Last: Spider Queen Special

My original idea for this AU starts with "Filling up the Celestial Realm", so we'll just say that S1 works more or less the same unless otherwise specified, and let the real diverging point start at the Spider Queen Special.

-Hell no, the trigram furnace isn't kept in the throne room, it is where it is in Tusita Heaven, Lao Tzu's place. And the place is quite empty and quiet when they aren't refining elixirs and the flames have been extinguished.

-Which means MK and Pigsy/Tang wouldn't be going to two different buildings, just two wings of the same building.

-It's also Lunar New Year, during which all the Kitchen Gods went back to submit their reports to the Celestial Host, so most of the officials and guards are gathered around the administrative halls.

-To celestials, it's more of a daily meeting, though. A.k.a. "Those last few hours where you are stuck in the office, desperately wishing you are somewhere else."

-Red Son has access to the place because PIF, as the former Grand Mistress of the Wind Bureau, keeps a backdoor key. The spider minions sneaked in by turning themselves tiny and latching onto the jet's wing before the formation activated.

-The gang landed in the Wind Bureau sky-harbor, right next to Lao Tzu's place, and immediately ran into Lady Hanzhi, known to Red Son as "Auntie Wind"——which, coincidentally, was not too far off from her most well-known title nowadays, Feng Po.

"Please, that name makes me sound so old! Why not Sister Wind?"

-She acted like she always does: your overly helpful, enthusiastic, pushy aunt who seems to delight in embarrassing the youngsters, and immediately jumped to conclusions, asking Red Son if he was taking his cute dragon girlfriend on a date.

-Upon being met with an unambiguous "NO!" and some desperate attempts at backtracking ("We are just…not hating each other at the moment!") she chuckled, but was perceptive enough to understand they were in a bind, and immediately agreed to help out before Red Son even got the full story out.

-Naturally, that left Mei a little suspicious. "Uh, we are like, stealing your stuff? Ya' really don't have a problem with that?”

-Hanzhi just laughed and was like, "You think I care about my job? Or want to be here? Even though Little Red's mother left me quite the mess to sort out, I'll take an old friend's kid over The Reasons We Are Here at any time of the year!"

-Which, to her surprise, failed to be assuring when she opened her Wind Sack and told Red Son and Mei to get inside.

"Okay, not to be mean or anything, but that's just…sus." "As suspicious as a bunch of mortals sneaking around in funny modern day robes? My, whenever I thought your fashion standards could not get any worse than these awful queues and melon hats…but ah, I'm rambling." "The point is, your friends are going into Tusita Heaven while the furnace is unlit. No one will be there, except for the new furnace-fanning boy and…That Lady." Hanzhi wrinkled her nose. "Ugh, the old witch with a broom. Pretty easy to fool, but remember, stay at least five Chi away from her, or your entire mission is a bust." "You two, however, are going into the Peach Garden. With actual guards and visitors, and one of my junior brothers as its new warden. You are not getting in, or out, without someone leading the way."

-Kui Mulang is still working as a furnace-fanning boy——he could have been done with it long ago, had he not intentionally fucked up during the Three Rhino Kings fight out of spite and got his sentence prolonged. When the place is not in use, he's put in a cangue and chained to a pillar in the storage room.

-When Pigsy and Tang entered the lab sector in search of the golden pill, he took the latter hostage through a combination of deception and the space-warping magic of stellar gods.

"Now, hog, pick that vial of liquid off the shelf, and pour it on these chains," The Wood Wolf Star exposed his teeth in a feral grin, as he poked at Tang's back with the ethereal dagger,"very, very carefully. If you spill a single drop on me, my hand may just slip."

-Jiang Ziya's dead and deified ex-wife, Ma The Broom Star, makes an appearance as the cleaning lady on duty.

-She can passively curse people AND immortals with bad luck: not kill-your-entire-family, ruin-your-life level of bad luck like what the Taisui Star or the Dipper Mansion deities are capable of, but things like making people slip and fall on their butts, sneeze/burp at the most embarrassing time, arrive late to urgent meetings, etc.

(Also, firing comets out of her broomstick like a true witch.)

-MK, affected by her Aura of Inconveniences, fell right into the (unlit!) furnace while trying to sneak past her using the building's support beams. She heard the scream, but thought he was one of those bratty immortal acolytes and responded to his cries for help like the bitter old lady she was.

"Serve you right for horsin' around, boy! Now sit in there and think about what you've done, till I'm done cleaning this place! Goodness gracious, I'm never so glad to have a daughter, not that my good-for-nothing ex-husband didn't try turning her against me, yeah, some Grand Master of Strategists you are, Jiang Ziya…"

-MK then committed the grave error of asking "Huh? Jiang Ziya? Who?" and was subjected to a long, incensed, caustic rant, most of which he tuned out for the sake of his own sanity.

-Meanwhile, at the Peach Garden: Hanzhi walked in without much of a problem, using the excuse that she is bringing her junior some tea right after getting dismissed from the meeting. Said junior is one of the 28 Lunar Mansions: Bi Yuewu of the White Tiger Mansion, a.k.a the Moon Crow Star.

-In ancient Chinese astrology, the Bi Star was seen as having power over rain, and the section of the sky it was in charge of housed the Tianyuan constellation, or "Heavenly Orchard". His Stellar Beast form, a one-legged crow, is based on Shang Yang: a mythical bird that would dance before every huge storm like a goofy weather forecast guy.

-He excels at controlling cloud formations, to the point he got "borrowed" by the Wind and Thunder Bureau more than some of the Water-aligned stars after deification. That did not translate to battle prowess, though, and he mostly relies on his formations to misdirect, trap and stall enemies for the rest of his team to handle.

-After Kui Mulang's sentencing, Star Lord Mao had taken over as the substitute leader of the White Tiger Mansion stars. As a fellow bird star and the anxious secretary to Zi Huohou's shy intern, Bi looked up to him, a lot.

-Today happened to be his shift——one of the 28 Lunar Mansions is exempt from the daily meetings, to watch over their sector of the sky. Like most celestials, he was used to Hanzhi just walking around, finding people to chat the moment she was off-work, and wasn't surprised when she came out of the treasure storage room without her Wind Sack.

"Little Red, you've actually been here before, I trust you know where the kitchen is? Go there, grab a peach, get out, and please please please don't try to go into the garden proper if you can't find one. Just return to this room and wait, Auntie Hanzhi will handle it." As the shrill screech of a defensive formation triggering echoed through the pavilion, and Bi leaped out of his chair, Hanzhi could not help but sigh and thought, Of course these kids tried to go into the garden, why wouldn't they.

-Except they didn't try to go into the garden. It was the spiders, and a tiny immortal girl with an embroidered ball.

-Yep, it's Li Zhenying, Nezha's little sister, only mentioned once in JTTW! Here, she's a bit older and the holder of one of Nezha's magical weapons, the embroidered ball.

-In Zaju plays, this ball contains a shit ton of demons and evil spirits, subdued by Nezha and now working under his command, but that's not safe for kids so it just has a mouse inside now.

-Specifically, Lady Diyong, who's serving her prison sentence in there after her second capture and acts as Zhenying's unwitting hamster-slash-playmate.

-The way the ball works: it can keep beings captive and enable the holder to use their powers, like a magical Pokeball. Once something is inside, it can only be released by the one who initially captures it.

-So Li Zhenying used Diyong's power to get under and past the defensive formation undetected, because…she's bored and wanted to practice some Cuju, and just happened to run into two very lost and frustrated spider demons.

-They decided to stalk Red Son and Mei together, in their mini-spider forms——it was the former who had the backdoor key, after all, and without that, they wouldn't be able to get back to the mortal realm safely after snatching up the three items.

-So they crawled into the Peach Garden and lay in wait. And waited. And waited. And no one came. Then, when they tried to leave, they couldn't, and kept circling back to the same place until a 12 year old popped out of the ground and yelled "Stop right there, bug people!"

-They laughed. They stopped laughing when one of them got sucked into the embroidered ball like a Pokemon. The sight of a huge, muscular spider guy desperately running away from a little girl was still pretty comedic, though.

-He didn't last for long. Diyong started screeching inside the ball because ewwwww, spider people, gross! She's not into that and she doesn't want them as her future neighbors! Get them out of here, at once!

-Zhenying found her terror quite amusing, but ended up doing so because all the screaming was getting annoying. And that was what Hanzhi and Bi saw when they charged into the depth of the formation: Li Jing's youngest kid, swinging her toy around in a circle and sending two black dots flying into the sky.

-Hanzhi let out a silent Oh no at the sight. Bi let out a loud "You WHAT?!" as Li Zhenying explained her encounter with the spider people, and commented that pest control must be quite hard if all the bugs in here could grow into people.

-Bi proceeded to have a nervous breakdown because I let a spider demon infestation happen right under my nose and trapped Devaraja Li's daughter inside my formations, oh fuck, oh fuck, I'm so dead.

-He was too busy curling up in a ball and rocking back and forth to notice Hanzhi slipping away, an immortal peach hidden in her sleeves, to retrieve Red Son and Mei. Back at Tusita Heaven, however, the rest of the gang weren't having a good time.

-Ma had finished rambling about Jiang Ziya's great-great-however-many-times-great-grandson, the "Biggest Shame of Qi", and was about to narrate the start of their lineage's miserable downfall with a spiteful glee in her voice.

-MK asked her why she was so angry, which just made her more angry.

"Why am I so angry? Oh, I have no idea! Maybe it is because my bastard ex-husband wrote my name onto his oh-so-mystical-scroll and made sure I can't even DIE PROPERLY, boy! I raised his daughter after he divorced me and ran off to fight a war with his sorcerer friends, and this is how he repaid me——" "No, I mean, why are you so angry at people you've never met before? They are your kids and grandkids too, right?" "Exactly! I never got to meet them, and that's why they are a bunch of pathetic, dull-headed degenerates who got played like a fiddle by their own noble clans!" MK severely doubted that. "I never got to set them on the right path, grab them by 'em ears and scold them properly, match them up with good wives that weren't their own half-sister——for heaven's sake, that Duke Xiang, what was he even thinking?!" She paused. When she started speaking again, the indignance had drained away. "I never got to see any of them with me own two eyes, or speak to them, because I wasn't in their ancestral temple. I never got to meet any of them, and now they have been dead for thousands of years, and I…I couldn't even blame all of that on Jiang Ziya."

-For the first time since MK met her, the old woman fell silent. He was about to return to his own crisis of self-confidence when the entire furnace shook and violently toppled over, spilling him out onto the floor with a yelp.

"Go." She said, the tip of her broom still smoking, without sparing a single backward glance. "Scram back to your quarters, boy, before more of the Broom Star's bad luck rubbed off on you——"

-Then the lab's other wing exploded.

-Let's rewind back to the moment before this, when Kui Mulang was holding Tang hostage and threatening Pigsy into destroying his chains with a vial of corrosive chemicals.

-With no other choice, he complied, and the moment the last chain came apart with a sizzle, Kui Mulang shattered the cangue via his Stellar Beast transformation——but not before trying to stick the dagger into Tang anyways and failing, due to his golden barrier triggering in a panic.

-Turns out, it was these magical chains that truly shackled him and his powers, and the cangue was just additional humiliation.

"Ah, a thousand thanks to you," the beast's eyes narrowed into a slit, as it turned towards Tang, who was desperately trying to scramble away inside the golden bubble, "Golden Cicada. Now that you are a Bodhisattva, I bet your Body of Manifestation would taste even more divine."

-What ensued was a pure horror movie chase sequence, as the pair ran for their lives, toppling over shelves, throwing anything they could get their hands on at the Stellar Beast in the hope of slowing it down.

-The explosive reaction between two reagents did end up accomplishing that. Not hurting it permanently, but the big bang managed to draw Ma and MK's attention and stopped the former from asking too many questions.

-Turns out, being one of the 28 Lunar Mansions didn't actually protect you from the Broom Star's field of mundane bad luck.

-It wasn't enough to defeat Kui Mulang, and her comet attacks were doing no lasting damage, but he kept missing his targets by a tiny margin, or tripping and falling like a Looney Tunes character, or MK's staff just happened to knock a chunk of the ceiling loose and pin him down briefly…

-The problem was, her bad luck field worked on her allies too, and there were a lot of mutual misses and wacky fails, and the consequences were worse for MK than for their opponent.

-Red Son and Mei were on their way back with Hanzhi when they saw the commotion from afar; they basically dashed right into that one Community meme.

-Hanzhi assessed the situation briefly, told them she'd deal with Kui Mulang, while they went and grabbed their mortal friends, as well as whatever they needed from the lab, fast. Then she stepped back and unleashed the full might of the Wind Sack.

-The giant AOE attack caught all three combatants, lifted them off the ground, and firmly slammed them into the nearest standing wall, allowing Red Son to grab a very disoriented MK and rush away in the chaos.

-The fight was still ongoing when the gang hurriedly dragged the furnace into their drone, activated Red Son's backdoor key, and blasted off into the mortal realm. It didn't last much longer after the Thunder Bureau reinforcements arrived, led by Heavenly Lord of the Nine Thunders, Wen Zhong.

-Wen Zhong was a loyal man of principle in life, even more so after his deification, when he was basically made the head of the Celestial Justice Department (Thunder Bureau isn't just in charge of weather, but also divine retribution and punishment.)

-He's what a lot of people think Erlang should act like: grim, serious, utterly dedicated to maintaining order and justice, and an absolute powerhouse (he also has a third eye, btw).

-Hanzhi knew she wouldn't be getting any leniency from her senior brother this time, so she didn't even try to argue when he ordered his Thunder Generals to detain everyone involved and take them away for questioning.

-Bi Yuewu was interrupted from his mental breakdown by Star Lord Mao, who, like the majority of officials, had just been released from their end-of-day meeting when the Thunder Bureau received an emergency message from Tusita Heaven and flew off in a hurry.

-Putting two and two together, he quickly guessed that their old squad leader had broken free, and went to gather the rest of the White Tiger Mansion stars for their own emergency meeting. Bi was the first person he seeked out, and the situation…didn't look all that great.

-But Rooster Man, being the good bro he was, listened patiently to Bi's story, and told him it wouldn't be a problem. He'd take Li Zhenying home to her brothers, let them come up with a cover story, while the spider problem…well, that was what his Stellar Beast form was for, wasn't it?

-A few miles below, two tiny spiders, still falling towards the mortal realm, suddenly heard a rooster's crowing and were struck by the worst headache they ever experienced.

#lmk #lego monkie kid #lmk au #lmk au art #lmk oc #journey of the gods #investiture of the gods #fsyy #jttw #lmk mk #lmk red son #lmk mei #kui mulang #lmk kui mulang

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between-the-matches-verse · 1 year ago

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Throughout the Eras Incorrect Quotes #1

*Sub-Zero teaching Scorpion to drive and taking Smoke along for the ride*

Sub-Zero: That's a pothole. To the left!

Scorpion: Take it back now y'all *Drives into pothole*

Smoke, sticking his face into the front over the center console: Cha Cha real smooth.

Scorpion: I don't think that's how the song goes.

Sub-Zero, crying and gripping the handle: Please just take me home.

Scorpion: Country Roads.

Smoke: To the place.

Scorpion and Smoke in unison: I Belong!

Sub-Zero, crying harder: What the fuck?

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Mileena: Hey, random question, what are your favorite flowers?

Tanya: Peonies, why?

Mileena:

Tanya: Were you going to get me flowers?

Mileena:

Tanya:

Mileena: ᶦᵗ’ˢ ᵃ ᵖᵒˢˢᶦᵇᶦˡᶦᵗʸ

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Raiden: Onion rings are vegetable donuts.

Liu Kang, used to Raiden being dumb: Sure...

Raiden: Your stomach thinks all potatoes are mashed.

Liu Kang: Okay?

Raiden: Lasagna is spaghetti flavored cake.

Liu Kang:

Raiden: Lobsters are mermaid scorpio-

Liu Kang: Jesus, that one is a little-

Kung Lao, interested: No, no, Raiden, keep going.

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Johnny Cage: Someone take me to art museums and make out with me.

Kenshi: But they said not to touch the masterpieces.

Johnny Cage: Well somebody's got to pin the artwork to the wall.

Kitana, on a walkie talkie: This is Kitana, those idiots are fucking around in the East wing again.

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Li Mei: You’re under arrest for trying to carry three people on a single motorcycle.

Tanya, with Mileena and Kitana behind her: Wait, what do you mean THREE?!

Li Mei: Yes…three.

Tanya: Oh, my God— What the fuck!?

Li Mei: Wha-

Tanya: Rain FUCKING FELL OFF!

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Sareena: A banker? Me?

Ashrah: Yes, Sareena.

Sareena: But I don’t know anything about running a bank!

Ashrah: Good. No preconceived ideas.

Sareena: I’ve robbed banks!

Ashrah: Capital! Just reverse your thinking. The money should be on the inside.

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swallowtailed · 8 months ago

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palisade 43

man. incredible episode.

really pulling the entire divine cycle together—calling back to the hypha, to strati, to volition—and the whole sweep of partizan/palisade.

extremely cute intro. hopping back on air (while high) to freestyle for the entire twilight mirage, honor the dead, drop one “valence” in there real quick, and get out again. parti rights. we’re baaack~ :D

thisbe this episode: hooting hollering etc. worldwide resonance!! her conversation with volition was really compelling. it did strike me that volition seemed to approach the question of divine autonomy from a rather individualist angle (just think yourself free! let people do what they want!), which i suspect is an artifact of (a) living in a supportive community for 500 years & so somewhat forgetting the importance of that, and (b) being volition. i do think that thisbe is on the right track in the principality context, looking toward community building.

also it’s so funny that volition just is an obsidian orb again sometimes. trans rights

brnine this episode: describing grief as a disconnect from your past akin to leaving entire planets is so perfect for brnine. also devastating. loved the sandwich callback as well, that was one of my favorite twilight mirage beats.

am pulling together thoughts about brnine getting challenged to stay in the mirage or leave and fight. when you’ve been defending the distant concept of an ideal, how do you handle the reality of it—especially when that reality is something you were never meant to see, and is so disconnected from the circumstances of your life and your cause. but of course brnine’s tied their life entirely to their idea of keeping up the fight, and haven’t thought that anyone they’re honoring could ever have wanted anything else. (it is also: blue channel going back at the end of partizan.)

have we considered the possibility that ali isn’t gonna have brnine say valence’s name unless and until it’s with their last words

on that note: you know, if someone was terrified of dying, but also sort of craved death, and also grounded their self-worth in their fight for their cause, it would seem awfully appealing to be promised endless life as long as you don’t stop moving. very here for jesset’s motion era. i don’t think there’s enough left of motion to take an elect… is this a dark mirror of integrity? something burrowing in? jesset’s brain gets hooked into that mech…

but also what do we think he’d pick for his elect name if he did pick one. has to be a plant, right? and he already has another naming scheme to fit as well… i think it should be catnip

eclectic this episode: of course he’s trying to arrest the divine who killed his squadmate in front of him, aka the first chapter of every noir procedural ever.

what is futgure doing ohhhhh my god

hey also we still don’t know dre’s new character? many questions

cori this episode: SO glad she’s joined perennial. love this for her. also the… black russian sage wings???? excellent. her entire conversation with perennial was so moving—reaching out to figure and finding their god doing the same is such a piece of tragedy. and the way the need to protect is shared among the three of them—have not stopped thinking about figure just wanting to see cori safe and happy. and then cori holding perennial as she sobs.

“we were figure’s people” is exactly what i wanted someone to say but also ;-;

the conceit of doing a story in a time loop is that you’re gonna repeatedly say, well, can’t do it this time, better move on—which sucks when the loop is a revolution, right, because then it’s implied that liberation is a one in a billion chance and more than likely impossible. (fine starting place, frustrating ending.) but with perennial no longer able to turn back the clock, it gives cori room to declare that there’s no need to keep restarting, they can win it here and now. it’s never impossible. which i am glad for.

look i’m sure they’re just gonna do 1-2 more downtime eps and then 4-7 finale eps and that’ll be palisade but. clears throat. taps mic. It’s Gonna Be Really Funny When They Do Thirty More Episodes. ok that’s all

#fatt #palisade #fatt spoilers #hello world #fatt lb #god. extremely good episode. palisade…………….

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laninasinamor · 2 years ago

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NASHURI TWINS PT. 1

The Boy

(original 🎨 by my friend @commanderbunny, specifically made for me on my bday 💕 love you boo) (YOU CAN SHARE BUT DO NOT REPOST WITHOUT CREDIT!)

Born on the fourteenth day, otherwise known as the day of the Jaguar (Ix)…

Birth Name(s):

🌎Ix Muun (meaning “tender”, his true name)

🌍Prince N’Jata, Son of Shuri (given name by the Golden tribe of the sovereign nation of Wakanda)

☀️Kinich Ahau (Sun God), Son of K’uk’ulkan (royal name as addressed by the Kingdom of Talokan)

Aliases/Nicknames:

“First son of the first son”

“Son of Suns”

unyana wam (“my son” in Xhosa)

in paal (“my child” in Yucatec Maya)

ubhuti (“brother” in Xhosa)

suku’un (“older brother” in Yucatec Maya)

Och Kan (meaning “Vision Serpent”) - Shortly after turning five years of age, the young prince dreamed of death — that of a whale. The next day his people found strangely their whales missing, vanished without a trace. They supposed someone or something had done this. He felt panicked. He did not know what it meant until more and more his dreams came true. They came to realize his dreams were not dreams at all. The gods granted him visions, an access to the spirit world where he could travel to & from the mortal realm. Talokan’s shaman knew immediately this boy had the gift of foresight — the ability to see into the future. Except the future is never as certain as it seems, even with a power as strong as his.

Abilities:

Seer - which includes divination, clairvoyance, precognition

Flight - he grew wings on his back instead of the ankles

Superhuman strength, speed

inherited X gene from Namor - thus he breathes underwater and above the surface

Description:

Born under the sea with the Sastun (“Sun”) at its highest

“Heir to the throne of Talokan” - The prince feels pressure from his father to learn the trades and one day rule the kingdom and take care of his people. K’uk’ulkan requires the prince to keep the “sun” to his people, he is named after the sun god after all. However he’s inclined to go with his sister to the surface world, save people, soar high in the skies, much like an eagle.

He admits he did not take interest in becoming a great warrior. The prince prefers to stay in Talokan where he’s comfortable and enjoys time alone. However his loneliness creeps up time to time and he’s entangled in his sister’s schemes and her wishes to sneak out to Wakanda. She would not survive without him. Nor he her.

The prince works with Talokanil priests and shaman where he focuses on being a healer, working with medicine and taking care of crops.

He CAN hunt and knows his way around the “forest” that is the open sea.

One of his and his sister’s favorite activities is playing Pok-a-Tok (“ballgame”), some would say they have mastered this sport but the twins are never satisfied knowing there’s always room for improvement

Uses obsidian blades for bloodletting practices, Talokan knows royal blood is of value and has to be given willingly for the gods to grant him visions when he most needs them. Polished obsidian mirrors may also be used in this process

Very introverted yet wishes to stand out more, to achieve a level of assertion only his sister demonstrates.

The prince is very secretive about his visions, he feels he cannot trust anyone with certain information.

Traits:

Soft-spoken, spiritual, mysterious, clever, sophisticated, strategic, sensitive, intuitive, natural born leader, can seem manipulative

Something still haunts the boy, a vision he saw soon after turning 16. The Talokanil had legends of the old world before they departed towards the sea. It spoke of an eclipse where the moon covered the sun, as if day were night. An omen of destruction, of death that could not go unseen. Even so, the boy told no one. Not his father, the god-king. Not even his sister, the warrior. Especially not her. His visions continued and the more he saw the more he feared. She would be the end of Talokan, the end of an era. But his visions weren’t always right. So is she Chac Chel, destroyer of worlds? Or could she be Talokan’s only hope in salvation?

(Thanks to my Nashuri fam! Love you guys <3 feel free to tell me what yall think 💭)

Click here to read the short story on ao3

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katethevampire · 10 months ago

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All right so the new episodes just came out like 20 minutes ago for me (oh yeah me from the future here it ended up taking me about 3 hours to finish watching the episodes cuz I kept pausing to write stuff in between so uh yeah lol) so everything under the cut will be my live reaction to everything. I'll add time stamps so you know where I'm at in the episodes. I can guarantee you that I will be sticking to my promise about potentially eating paper if I'm wrong about Sir Pentious not dying. Which honestly now I'm not sure if anyone will die, it was pretty much confirmed in a live stream that angel dust isn't going to be the one to die so my money is on one of the Angels. Also I'm using voice to text and while I'll try and fix any misspellings or wrong words I might miss them.

LOTS OF SWEARING PROBABLY also I very much abuse capslock

EPISODE 7

00:51- I love Sir Pentious looking at Keke I just thought I should mention that

01:03- OH MY GOD NO KEKE MOVED TO HIS LAP AND HE'S PETTING HER I LOVE HIM SM

01:10 aw Alastor was sleepy you guys woke him up!

01:22- I CAN'T EVEN APPRECIATE RAZZLE AND DAZZLE BEING CUTE CHARLIE IS CRYING

01:29- he did the gay little hand thing

01:50- okay so I've already seen this part because of the small leak but I cannot get over the fact that Alastor has his shoes on the bed!! Like man take those off you're getting it dirty!!!!

01:59- mfs kicking his feet on the bed acting like a high school girl about to ask out her crush on the phone at a sleepover like dude you're a serial killer you can't do this to me 😭 also I should probably slow down cuz I'm making an update literally every 2 seconds

02:18 BROS CHECKING HIS NAILS AND DOING THAT POSE WHILE MAKING FUN OF HER ABOUT THE FACT THAT SHE UNINTENTIONALLY MIGHT HAVE CAUSED THE DEATHS OF MILLIONS 💀💀💀 so fruity i love

2:33- Alasto be like "it's called masking deary. Ever heard of it?"

2:44- if he wasn't saying this in such an evil manner right now I'd be saying he's so me frfr

3:07- what do I even say to that line. He popped off but also like respectfully I think I've heard a third grader say the exact same thing

3:53- OKAY SO I WAS GOING TO SAY SOMETHING BUT I'VE COMPLETELY FORGOTTEN LOOK AT THIS FRAME, this could easily be the profile picture for someone's film review channel and I'm not 100% sure that people will understand what I mean by that unless you know a very specific person

04:38- Alastor is in his hat man era

4:33- okay so a few things, thank you subtitles for telling me that the music is edgy I feel like just the word tense would have worked on its own but I appreciate it nonetheless. Number two, I don't like seeing the girlies be mad at each other :(

05:34 I will support my boy Sir Pentious through and through he did nothing wrong!!

06:54- not the voice I was expecting for Rosie but pop up Queen she speaks the truth

07:24- ROSIE KNOWS WHAT YOU ARE ALASTOR. Also his confusion, I love him so much

11:04- she's kind of like that one Pokemon

Ad time!- I DON'T CARE ABOUT VITAMIN PILLS THAT DOUBLE MY LIFESPAN

11:13- catabettes! Cannibals and catabettes!!! This is going into my vocabulary from now on. Also this frame that I paused at I love her face.

11:57- ugh, susan. All my homies hate Susan

12:54- I have a dream, I'm here to cause a scandal in the cannibal square

13:37- :( well it wasn't obvious to me I just thought the x over the eye was to look cool :(

14:35- SONG FUCK YEAH

15:26 If this song came out years ago I know for a fact there would have been an undertale parody version of it. Also I just got a cosmic brownie and some chocolate milk let's go guys we're eating good tonight

16:00 HOLY FUCKING SHIT SHE CAN JUST GROW BACK HER WINGS

16:30- therapist Rosie is not something I thought I'd be seeing today but honestly I love it. Also I don't think I'm going to be able to finish these episodes today because I'm only a little over 15 minutes through and I've been watching for like almost over half an hour and also I just realized that what if Lucifer is the one that dies?

18:12 ALASTOR GAVE HER HIS MICROPHONE I'M GOING TO EXPLODE INTO A BAJILLION CRYING PIECES RAHHHHHH

19:38 I'm going crazy I'm going insane right now bro literally what how I don't know what to say I love this act I don't know, it's just really good I don't know what to say like this is cool I don't I DON'T KNOW! IT'S I I LIKE IT everybody in cannibal town is cool and I like them and it's like 10 seconds later now and they're literally So based like free food like so me I don't know I'm just rambling at this point

20:56 ALASTOR AND ROSIE'S LITTLE DANCE THEIR LITTLE TIPPY TAPS OH MY GOD YES

21:06- alastor, you know it's not right to make someone your political puppet. Your little dances are cute though so I'll allow it for now.

I don't know why it thought I was speaking Spanish for a second but anyways that episode was really cute and good and I liked it but I'm also scared for the next episode cuz like now I'm wondering is someone actually going to die or were people just lying. I feel like either Adam is going to be the one to die or it's going to be Lucifer cuz they mentioned a lot in the previous episode about how Charlie needs to take up the throne and get ready to take her place on the throne like why does she need to take her place on the throne? Isn't that her dad's job??? Please don't kill Lucifer off please please please 🙏 also I'm still not on board and probably will never will be on the whole political puppet thing. Like I just know I just have a feeling in my bones that alastor's favor is going to be something like "Let me be the ruler of hell lololol" or something anyways

EPISODE 8

01:01-Why are you watching other men get fucked?🤨 (/j)

01:19 🥺 I love 🥺 I oove him so 🥺 so much 🥺🥺🥺 does he have a spatula like spongebob

02:02- wait so how is Vox watching them like does he have bug cameras in the air like those little guys in v3 (woah now I have to put a Danganronpa spoiler on this)

03:42 SOFT ALASTOR FANFICTION WRITERS QUICK WRITE THAT DOWN WRITE THAT DOWN!!!

04:18- I'm not even the biggest huskerdust shipper but awwwww also I don't ship him with anyone but I just want to see Sir Pentious happy pleaseeee also the little Melody of loser baby in the background

04:48- ugh I am clutching my heart right now Sir Pentious is my SON and I LOVE HIM

04:58- what the fuck that ao3 tag was canon this WHOLE TIME???? WHEN DID YOU GUYS HEAR ABOUT THIS?????

05:05- I told you angel dust wasn't going to die

05:38- it's like the song but different! Reprise it's called a reprise also is Mimzy gonna come back

07:15- Vox, you know that you guys are going to die if they lose too right?

Okay I can't timestamp this cuz I'll just be pausing every 2 seconds but just know that everything I'm saying after this is from 07:52 to whatever number I put after later right here->09:47

Okay, so this might be a weird comparison but you know like My Little pony Battle scenes? This feels like that in the very best way possible where they have the scenes with all the different characters fighting with the different music.

Oh my God yes Cherry bomb and angel dust I love them also that was a fire transition also I JUST NOTICED THAT SIR PENTIOUS HAT ALSO HAS THE EYE DOES HE JUST HAVE I HATS FOR EVERY OCCASION

Uh oh Adams angry he's going to do a my hero academia

Oh shit it actually worked that's not good.

I TOLD YOU I CALLED IT VOX IS HORNY

Oh my God that is such a cool shot guys someone should make that frame of Alastor their computer background

OH MY GOD WHOEVER ANIMATED THAT SCENE I LOVE YOU I'M LITERALLY GIVING YOU A METAPHORICAL KISS ON THE MOUTH IN THE PLATONIC SENSE ALASTOR LOOKED SO COOL

Guys I think Adam's going to die

😨 okay so Alastor's microphone just broke and I paused it to add that emoji but as I did the people I live with got home so I'm going to have to pause it for there? I'll update if I get prime working on my phone. Also isn't alastor's microphone alive? Maybe that's the character that died.

Update: all right I got it set up on my phone about 30 minutes later now we're resuming

09:47- okay so I think it's interesting that Alastor pretty much lost all his powers as soon as his microphone broke, my guess is probably that whoever has his soul (lilith, eve, or anyone else) gave the mic to him.

09:53- I like the detail that Alastor is still smiling even though he literally just got slammed against the wall, also Vox has the biggest hate boner for Alastor like

10:02- Alastor: "Have to disagree with you there, radio's not dead." Hun you are bleeding out I'm sorry but I don't think you can gaslight girlboss your way out of this one, also I'm sorry to tell you but the only thing they play on my local radio station now besides music is like, a show that's only on at like 7 in the morning where people call to complain about how their husband wraps Christmas presents

10:38- haha silly also EGGS!!

10:43- NO WAIT MY BRAIN DIDN'T REGISTER THAT THAT EGG WAS CRACKED THEY KILLED THE FUCKING EGG!!!!!! Angel, kill them.

11:12- no no no Sir Pentious you better not I don't want to eat paper

11:21- good for him

11:44- NO GOD DAMN IT PLEASE HAVE A REVEAL THAT ALASTOR OR LUCIFER OR SOMEONE ELSE SAVED HIM PLEASE 🙏🙏🙏 I AM BEGGING ON MY HANDS AND KNEES

12:03- okay this is really cool but is he actually dead cuz I'll legitimately be really sad if so

12:50- *that one vine* "*gasp* Adam."

13:23- KILL HIS ASS CHARLIE

14:12 yes Vaggie, queen shit

SIR PENTIOUS ARE YOU DEAD /J OR /SRS?????

14:35 I KNEW IT I KNOW HE WAS GOING TO COME BACK I MEAN I GOT KIND OF SPOILED CUZ I I SAW THE COVER OF THE EPISODE BUT WOAH 10/10 ENTRANCE

14:44- gasp! His face!

15:00- he is, so stupid. I love him.

15:51-okay I went quiet for a minute cuz there were so much happening but oh my God what do I even say this is just so cool also I don't know if this is intentional or not but the blood stain on Charlie's hair is shaped like an apple

16:34- NIFFTY RAHHHHHHH

17:08- wait okay I had a brief thought that maybe lute was actually Eve but I think I'm wrong on that

17:13- Sir Pentious would've liked pancakes :((((((

Ad Time! I don't care about hard Rock Cafe I just want to know whether or not Sir Pentious is actually dead please I'm going through all the stages of grief right now and Brandan Rogers just came on my screen as Katie killjoy please

18:04- Keke :(

Oh my God they're going to find him in the rubble right? ... Right?? Right guys right???????

18:10- fat nuggets survived that's good I see a rock that looks suspiciously shaped like Sir Pentious military hat whoa guys I wonder if that means anything and it looks like it's up like someone is standing? Whoa I wonder if they'll check behind that rock please

18:16- wait is he actually dead I'm genuinely about to cry

19:16- I am not crying about his death until the episode ends I am not crying until it is 100% CONFIRMED that he died

20:50- omg alastor's alive, he's in his Jack's skeleton era that means that maybe Sir Pentious is also-

21:08- friends :) he said friends just saying

22:04- I TOLD YOU I FUCKING TOLD YOU I TOLD YOU THAT BY DYING IT WAS JUST A CHARACTER BEING REDEEMED I TOLD YOU I'M SO SMART I'M NOT EATING PAPER HAHAHAHAHA I'M THE GREATEST MAN ALIVE HE'S NOT DEAD MY SNAKE BOY ISN'T DEAD HOW DID I GET SO ATTACHED TO HIM I DON'T KNOW BUT I LOVE HIM YES I CAN'T EXPRESS MY EMOTIONS RIGHT NOW I'M GENUINELY SO HAPPY THIS IS WHY THIS IS WHY I WAITED UNTIL THE VERY END TO CRY ABOUT HIM I KNEW HE WASN'T GOING TO BE DEAD THEY WOULDN'T KILL HIM OFF THEY WOULDN'T KILL MY SNAKE BOY OFF JUST LIKE THAT

22:34- you're telling me Lilith was just doing hot girl shit on the beach for 7 years.

#alastor hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel spoilers #angel dust hazbin hotel #charlie hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel sir pentious #hazbin hotel adam #hazbin hotel episode 7 spoilers #hazbin hotel episode 8 spoilers #hazbin hotel lucifer #liveblogging #danganronpa v3 spoilers #i guess #I started watching the episodes at around 8:20 and finished the last episode at around 11:18 so almost exactly 3 hours #anyways I'm so smart and got a bunch of stuff right #just realized I didn't mention husk a single time outside of the ship mention #sorry dude I think you're a cool guy I just didn't have anything to say

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bonefall · 1 year ago

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two questions:

1. do you have a masterpost of bb? more specifically, do you have a timeline masterpost? i can't remember if i've read it or not

2. was explaining your sol possession thing to a friend who is also into warriors @alphabetbill. she was curious about the whole possession thing in general, specifically with bramble in whatever arc he gets possessed in (i haven't read it so i haven't read your posts on bb for that yet)

anyway love reading ur posts in general, haven't stopped thinking about them for like a month. rereading warriors and doing my own rewrite now bc man, this got me hella excited

My inability to create a proper masterpost is legendary. ADHD culture is saying, "Today I will do X" and then doing both Y and Z as X never happens.

But I DO have THIS, the Better Bones History Lesson. It's a great overview of everything so far! I plan to eventually compile all the little details of each, but start there.

On Possession

The rule of possession is that it's VERY hard to do if you don't let them into your heart. Any ghost can do it in less than one lesson, but they need to be channeled first. It would be possible, for example, for Mapleshade to possess someone... but not until she got someone to channel her.

Ashfur couldn't have done what he did if he didn't have help, and if he didn't know to strike when Bramblestar was already out of his body. Bramble is currently the only example of an unwilling possession.

(and btw this happens in what I call the Reckoning Era, which is TBC. I give time periods a unique name, like for example, the Campaign Era is the time after MV but before Brokenstar's reign)

Other times that cats have been possessed, all of these willingly;

Jay's Wing, Half Moon, and Lion's Roar to channel their gods to oppose Holly Leaves

Fallenleaf, with Sol, back as Hollyleaf and Holly Leaves.

Firestar and Brokenstar, when they were rebuilding SkyClan

Rootspring when he was imprisoned, Hawkfrost used his body to pummel Darkstripe

Applefur, Ratscar, and Redwillow were probably possessed by Dark Forest cats when they were lording over ShadowClan in OotS, after the death of Russetfur, to make them stronger.

When you're possessed, your extra spirit acts like something sharing your body. You are able to fight against it just as much as it can fight against you. Fallenleaf traps Sol within herself, but still has to be careful to not let it take over.

Meanwhile, if Ratscar and Shredtail were possession-buddies in ShadowClan for that time in OotS, they would be fighting with more synchronicity. Like the strength of Shredtail is amplifying Ratscar's blows and reaction time.

#Better bones au #spirituality overhauls

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keikoii · 1 month ago

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Spirits of Sadira

(Fantasy, greek icons, +3.7k words)

It was 750 BC when the old infamous Mount Olympus crashed… The life of the gods that many worshipped has all been taken away within the span of a year. Although it may seem like it was a long time for an entire empire to crash, it was like it all crashed within a few days for those who suffered from the Dreums. Why don’t we go back to right before it started?

“Uncle, Maysie got out of her stall again, do you want me to go get her or can she free roam for a while?” Ameiah asked as she watched the Clydesdale she named roam around her uncles farm. “Let her free roam for the time being, let her go back in when she wants to.” Ameiah’s uncle said as he sharpened his sickle. The 19 year old girl nodded as her winged ears fluttered, the opal feather shivering from the soft breeze running through the air. The girl was born with a deformity, blessed with winged ears, dropped on the doorsteps of her mortal uncle by her father, Hermes, and her mother, Peitho, who happened to be one of Hermes’s consorts. They left her on his doorsteps with a note stating these words, almost bringing tears to the man’s eyes as the baby cooed. The man was heartbroken to find out what had happened for these circumstances to end up on his doorstep.

“Dear Antaeus… I know this is a lot to get bring on suddenly, but you will understand after reading this message… As you know, Peitho recently bought Ameiah into the world and everything was alright, until we noticed that towns here being deserted for no reason... cities and villages all gone after a peaceful day... Peitho and I started to investigate it... The Dreums are back... someone is harming Sadira… All the spirits are coming back, and they are claiming the lives of our people... Zeus and the others refuse to investigate this and believe us, so they casted us out. I knew that we were in danger, and it would break my heart if something happened to Peitho or Ameiah... So, I’m leaving Adeia in you care... by the time you read this, Peitho and I are in Sadira…”

Most of those that live near Olympus or know the history on it knew Dreums were not anything to play with. Dreums were vengeful brought back by hades during his reigning era. He brought them back in hopes of creating an army to overpower the city of Olympus. It worked at first... Until they came after him as well. It was like they couldn’t tell the difference over who ruled over them. Eventually taking his soul and bringing it to Sadira, the lotus tree of souls, everyone goes there when their physical body turns to ashes and forms the spiritual soul, floating away to Sadira in the partially abandoned land of Heraclea Pontica. After the down fall of the world, the leading gods, Cronus, Rhea, and Ananke All came together to form what is now known as Tragedy’s Heart, formed from the souls of Cronus, Rhea, and Ananke. Tragedy’s Heart collected every Dreum that had been roaming the lands and held them in the glowing heart shaped figure. They stored the heart in Sadira, in hopes that no one would find it. Unfortunately, Hades son, Plutus, had plan to keep his father’s plan in action and sought out for the heart, and eventually found it, shattering it into three pieces and spreading across the land of Olympus before he walked right into the Dreums, ending his fate and keeping his secret safe.

It had been 103 years since everything happened, leading up to current events. Dreums still roamed the world as we know of it and many souls would be added to Sadira day. Fortunately, Ameiah was unaware of this due to her uncle keeping her secluded from the dangers of the world. Ameiah was tending to the vegetable garden when you she heard giggling coming from afar. She was cautious as it sounded like two children, nothing like her uncle, she held her trowel up with weary as she approached the voice. She turned the corner of her house, dropping the garden tool as she witnessed to floating babies, with wings?

“Oh, my gods… What are you?!” She shrieked as the two figures stopped laughing and turned to her with a dumbfounded expression. “We’re Cherubs, duh! What else would we be?” one cherub with green hair said as the other, marked with grayish shade of blue hair said as if it was common sense.

“What is a cherub?” Ameiah asked the cupids as the two floating babies looked at her with a shocked expression. “You don’t know what a cherub is? Were cupids babies, we help people fall in love with their fated soulmates. I’m Beau and this is Honey.” Said the Green haired one, now known as Beau, and the blue haired one, Honey. Ameiah nodded in understanding. “So, why are you here then? Do you know who my soulmate is or something?” Ameiah asked as she dusted her skirt off, clearing the moist soil off it. “Oh no Ameiah, us and the world need you!’ Beau exclaimed as he flew around the young adult. “What do you mean the wor- Wait… I never told you my name...” Ameiah cautiously noticed as she picked up the garden tool once again, aiming at the Cherubs. “Wait! Don’t be frightened. I promise we mean no harm! We know everybody in the world, and we would especially need to know you if you’re going to be the world’s hero!” Honey explained, leaving Ameiah confused.

After Honey and Beau explained why they needed Ameiah as the worlds savior, Ameiah understood everything, quickly taking in the information as the cherubs lead Ameiah to a water. Ameiah took notice that the waterfall looked out of the ordinary as if someone just built it in the middle of nowhere. “Prepare for a drop!” The cherubs exclaimed at the same time as they pushed the girl into the waterfall.

Ameiah opened her as she blinked the darkness away, only to find two giant women standing above her, dressed in silks, one in a grayish green and the other purple. The women gasps and stood up all the way when Ameiah sat up, finding herself on a large bed, as if built for giants. Ameiah looked at giantesses with astonishment at their beauty. “… Who are you…?” the girl questioned as the women smiled. “I’m Demeter and this is Daphne! You must be Ameiah, right? Hermes and that snake, Peitho’s, daughter?” Demeter introduced as she hissed out your mother’s name. “You know my parents? How come they left me on my uncles doorstep? Did you bring me here?! Why am I here and what’s all this about ‘Dreums’ or whatever?!” Ameiah panicked as she questions the women. “Did Honey and Beau not explain everything to you?” Daphne questioned as she scolded the cherubs. “No, no, they did. I’m confused on why you think I’m the hero that going to defeat these Dreums?” Ameiah questioned as the two women helped her up. “In the prophecy, the child of a god and a consort born with winged ears is destined to be savior of the world form the Dreums. That is, you! It is Daphne and I’s duty to train you for the world, and that starting today. Come on! Up, Up, up!” Demeter rushed as she brought Ameiah to her feet, dragging her outside as she prepared different obstructions.

Within the span of 2 months, Daphne and Demeter endlessly trained the 19 year old as she gained skills and intelligence, upping in strength and personality as she was finally on her last obstacle, which happened to be a question from Demeter. “Why did hades turn on everyone?” The question stunned the girl as she pondered on the question. “How am I supposed to know?” Ameiah questioned. Demeter raised an eyebrow. “You have read the prophecy, right? You have been training for 2 months, yet you can’t answer this? Ameiah, don’t disappoint me please…”

Ameiah furrowed her eyebrows as she quickly got frustrated, she crossed her arms. “What do you mean disappoint you? I haven’t done anything at all and your already on my back about this question. This is supposed to be my last question, why don’t you let me have a break!” Ameiah’s tone increased as she got closer to Demeter, Daphne and the cherubs worried in the background. The two started to argue as the room reeked of tension. The bystanders biting their lips in hope that the arguing would come to see, only to see it get worse.

“Well, why don’t you go and fight the Dreums yourself?! Hopefully, you fail and get swallowed up by one of them!” Ameiah shouted as she stormed into the house, locking herself in her room. Demeter, Daphne, and the cherubs stood there with shocked expressions after hearing the words from the teens mouth, resulting in Demeter storming off to her room as well, slamming the door.

Hours later, Daphne convinced the cherubs to talk to Demeter while she talked with Ameiah.

“Ameiah, dear… I know that think Demeter is on you for not answering the question, but I promise you that she’s only looking for things in your best interest and I know you think that you can’t answer the question or that there’s no answer to it, but you can and there is an answer to it, it’s in your mind, you just have to find it.” Daphne reassured the teen as she sat on the Ameiah’s bed.

“But what if I don’t? and what if Demeter doesn’t forgive me for what I said, I know that it was pretty mean to say…” Ameiah frowned, scooting to the edge of the bed to sit next to Daphne.

“I know that she’ll forgive you, she used to be like you when she was a teen y’know” Daphne giggled as she tried to lighten the situation up.

“Really? Demeter, Goddess of the agriculture, fertility, the harvest, and the earth… used to be like me? I don’t believe it...” Ameiah questioned.

“Yes, yes, she was the sassiest and brattiest teenager known in her age, no one could convince that girl otherwise when it can to things she wanted or didn’t like!” Daphne exclaimed as the laughter died down.

“Now why don’t you go and apologize before she really doesn’t forgive you?” The goddess suggested as she stood up and opened the door. Ameiah nodded as she walked out of the room and knocked on Demeter door.

“Hey Demeter… I’m sorry for yelling at you like that... I never meant it and I shouldn’t have said it... You’re like a mother to me, you really are, you helped me train to defeat the Dreums… Do you forgive me...?” Ameiah confessed as she hoped Demeter was accept her apology, only to be met with silence…

Ameiah huffed with sadness and disappointment as she turned around and walked away, only to a soft voice coming from Demeter’s room. “Of course I forgive you, come here...” Demeter forgave with a small smile and open arms. Ameiah smiled widely and rushed to meet her embrace.

A 2 weeks later, Ameiah was set on her mission and was on her to find all three pieces of Tragedy’s Heart with Daphne and Demeter. Fortunately, they have already found one piece. Every time they encountered a Dreum, they used the piece they found toward them off. Finally, after another week of looking for all the piece for the heart, she found the second piece in the land of Pagasae. All that is left is the biggest piece, but there seems to absolutely no clues on it, as if it doesn’t exist.

After a few days of rest, of course after defeating some Dreums that dared to cross their way, Ameiah, Demeter, Daphne, and the cherubs we figured out why they couldn’t find where the last piece was. It was the middle of the night when Daphne and Demeter were examining the map when the wind blew the sacred paper out of the women’s hands, flying into the fire they had used for a source of heat and light. The two women gasped as it landed in the blaze, only for it to remain untouched, and instead, revealed a hidden cave in the center of… The Realm of Elysium? The realm of Elysium was Demeter’s domain. Surprisingly, Demeter raised an eyebrow in confusion as she had no knowledge in the last piece being in her domain. Daphne laughed in shock and surprise as she went to go wake up Ameiah. Ameiah woke up with a sweat as Daphne shook her from her sleep as Daphne explained what had happened, Ameiah’s fatigue completely vanished as she sat up all the way.

“Really?! That’s amazing to hear! We’ll set out first thing in the morning!” Ameiah exclaimed as she moved to tuck her left back in the makeshift bed. Daphne nodded and went back to Demeter who had gotten the untouched map out of the blazing fire.

The second the sun has shown its face in the horizon, the cherubs were the first to wake up, soon followed by Ameiah and Demeter. Demeter took it to herself to wake up the not-so- morning person of the group, leaving a tired and grumpy Daphne to brush the dirt of her silks.

It had been no more than five minutes to get to Demeter’s domain, as she had the ability to transport herself and anyone, she wanted to it in the matter of minutes. Ameiah opened her eyes as she took in the botanical scenery around her, finding all diverse types of plants and trees of the sort. There had been a long pathway to where the last piece was according to the map.

The five people had started the journey as soon as they had refreshed themselves and freshened up. It took 6 hours to get at least ¾ of the way as all of them had the courage, only to be stopped by a large horde of Dreum. It took energy and at least 30 minutes of their time to defeat the horde. As the group got closer, the more hordes and herds of Dreums there were. It was vividly taking a toll on the group as they grew weaker on their own, Demeter’s and the Cherub’s powers coming to their limits, Daphne’s, and Ameiah combat skills weaking in strength and the two pieces of the heart they obtained, powers weakening in strength as well. They had finally gotten to where the map had shown where the last piece was. It was the top of Sadira…

Before anyone could produce a plan, the serene sky had washed over with a moody and mourning color. As the group was focused on the sky changing, there was a low rumble in the area as Sadiras branches were losing souls, only mean one thing… The group turned their heads with a horrified and shocked expression as they noticed a large horde of Dreums surrounding them, inclosing them in a medium sized space.

The group collectedly worried for the future of their lives as the circled continued to shrink. Demeter and the Cherubs were running out of power, blinking in and out. Demeter produced a quick plan as she called out to Ameiah, catching her attention as she signaled to Ameiah to jump. As Ameiah listened and jumped, Demeter spawning thick vines under her to shoot her to the top of Sadira. Ameiah quickly understood what she needed to do as Daphne and the Cherubs kept trying to use the pieces of Tragedy’s Heart to ward the Dreums away, sadly failing as the Heart’s power faded, the glowing gem’s light going in and out as they huddled up to Demeter in hopes of them helping each other.

Ameiah quickly grabbed the last piece as she made her way down the tree and into the circle with the rest of her group. She held the heart up and quickly reached for the other fading pieces, connecting them together. The group had watched the Heart glow with life for a few seconds only to completely shut off, the groups smiles left their faces and disappointment washed over.

The Dreums got closer as the five huddled up together, The Cherubs whining as they huddled in between Demeter and Daphne’s arms. Demeter and Daphne holding each other as the wind blew through their hair. Ameiah searched in panic as she picked up the Tragedy’s Heart.

“No, no, no! why isn’t it working!? It’s supposed to defeat the Dreums, why isn’t it working!” Ameiah panicked as she grabbed the heart, shaking, hoping for some sort of glow. Demeter looked at the girl with sorrow as she put her hand on Ameiah’s shoulder, pulling her into Daphne’s and her embrace. Ameiah fell into her embrace as she had a look of defeat as she embraced the goddess back, eyes still locked on the dull heart.

The Dreums approached the sorrowful group and eventually swallowed them up. The group turned to stone as every detail in their face was captured. The statues eventually started to ash away, turning to dust as the ashes flew into the air, glowing a bright blue. The souls flew into the air as their souls flew into the direction of Sadira. The groups souls had already landed on the branch, their souls turning into the very leave that makes the tree soul wonderful. The Dreum start to speed away looking for next people to avenge when suddenly, a bright glowing light blared across the realm, decimating all Dreums in its way… Tragedy’s Heart’s life had come back, fulfilling its duty, and succeeding the reason it was created.

Every soul that had been taken and turned was falling from the branches of Sadira, much like the autumn leaves of a tree in fall. Everything had been restored as the cities had been inhabited ad ridden of life was full and lively. The realm of Elysium’s plants color had been restored as the plants and shrubs practically glowed with life.

All five of the members had reversed everything they needed as their statues reformed, and eventually turned back the original materials, skin, fabrics, all sorts of thing. The former statures, now people stayed still before their chests finally breathed out, indicating life in the people. Ameiah opened her eye and looked around, reveling in the restored scenery. She smiled and laughed in a victory as she felt the rest of her friends chest move against her and knew they were alive and alright. The rest of the group moved as they relished in the new scenery and smiled along with Ameiah. After a minute of regrouping, Demeter transported the group back to Mount Olympus as they looked at the scenery. Buildings destroyed, palaces turned to rubble, but the people had been restored as the city was partially thriving like once again.

It took a few hours but eventually, Demeter took the group to Daphne’s cottage, where the Cherubs had originally taken Ameiah to after shoving her into the waterfall. Ameiah had been chatting with the group for hours on end when suddenly a knock on the front door was heard. Ameiah offered to open the door as she walked to it. She opened the door with a smile before it shrunk with a confused look.

At the door, A woman and a man stood there with heartfelt smiles. Ameiah noticed that man had winged ears just like her and that the woman had looked closely related to each other as she connected the dots.

“Mom? Dad?” She questioned as she stood at the door. Demeter and Daphne overheard her words and perked up, speed walking to the door. Daphne squealed and moved to hug the man as she hugged him tight. The man chuckled awkwardly as the woman next to him looked at him with a dangerous look. He opted to give Daphne a quick side hug and shrugged her off and waved to Demeter.

“Yes sweetie, it’s us! I’m so proud to see you all grown up!” the woman smiled and hugged Ameiah. Ameiah laughed in relief as she watched to the two people, finding all the similarities and differences between the two adults. Demeter offered to let the inside for a drink and to get to know Ameiah and vice verses.

“I’m so glad I got to finally meet you… I really am” Ameiah smiled as she hugged the two. The couple hugged back tightly and smiled along with Ameiah. All three of them walked out of Demeter’s home after saying their goodbyes. Hermes held Ameiah’s shoulder as they transported back to Ameiah’s uncle, and Hermes adopted brothers house.

As they all got to the porch, Ameiah knocked on the door, expecting there to be no answer due to her uncle usually going to sleep around sundown. Surprisingly, he immediately opened the door as he looked for Ameiah immediately, squeezing her tight when he noticed her, checking her for any injuries. He almost shed tears when he finally noticed the couple standing behind her as she stepped to the side.

Hermes immediately moved to hug his brother long and tight as they patted each other’s backs. They finally let go of the hug after a few seconds and Peitho stepped to hug the man as well as he welcomed her. He asked the family to come inside, and mostly asked Ameiah to explain why she disappeared out of nowhere and didn’t come back for months on end.

As she explained everything that happened, she asked her uncle if she could live with her parents now, of course offering to visit often and help take care of the animals in the barn she had been helping at since she ever could. The man hesitantly agreed and made her reassure that she would visit him. The family decided to stay with the brother for two weeks to catch up.

The family left after two weeks and often visited as Ameiah got used to her new scenery that she could now call home.

The End…

Spirits of Sadira…

#greek tumblr #ancient greek #greek mythology #greek quotes #new #new writer #fanfic #fantasy #assignmentwriting #essay #original story #3k words

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genericwizard · 1 year ago

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Trick or treat :P

You like Venti yes? Have an excerpt of some kaeven wingfic I abandoned lol. Under a read more for length

“My wings?” Venti repeats back to him, as though confused.

“Yes. I wanted to know if you actually had wings. Or if that’s more ‘thing of legend and bardic poems’” he gestures air quotes for emphasis.

Venti hums for a moment, calculating something.

“Well, yes and no. Yes, I have wings, but to you, it's not exactly something you could have ever noticed,” Venti explains. “If Nahida were here, she’d say ‘Your wings exist in a state of superposition! Yada yada quantum physics I don’t fully understand- I'd prefer to say that it’s closer to Lumine’s teapot,” Venti gives as an incoherent explanation. Kaeya says nothing, hoping he’s going to elaborate.

“I keep my wings in a kind of… pocket dimension.They aren’t visible or tangible in this plane of existence, but I suppose if I really wanted to, I could take them out. It’s not like I’m ashamed of them or anything. But in this era, I think most people would be a little alarmed, if I just had them out in broad daylight,” Venti smiles sheepishly.

Kaeya scoffs at that claim. “I dunno, I’ve met plenty of people across Teyvat with horns and animal-like traits, and no one’s accusing them of Godhood. Surely wings wouldn’t raise too many eyebrows?”

Venti laughs awkwardly. “I mean. Well… would you want to see them?” he asks pointedly. “Because case and point-”

“Yeah, maybe I would like to see them.” Kaeya cuts him off with a smirk.

Venti sighs heavily, dragging a hand over his face. “Ugh fine, but I’ve kinda gotten used to hiding them. I feel more…human when I hide them,” he pouts a little as he says it. “I’m not doing it here. Tomorrow afternoon, meet me in the teapot.” Venti amends.

“Oh?” Kaeya’s lips twitch into a smile. “Then I’ll meet you there.”

Kaeya sees Venti seated near the horizon behind the manor. The wind is gentle and warm against his face, he’s dressed down because they’ll be alone. He assumes viewing a God’s wings is an intimate experience, and that he should attend open and inviting as well.

Venti had laid out a blue gingham blanket in a patch of grass in the sun. A few small wildflowers have sprouted up through the long grass and sway in the breeze. He’s shirtless, presumably for mobility, his hair is braided back in a crown with fresh cecilia.

Venti’s eyes look up at him as he approaches, and he smiles like he’s been handed a fresh cup of cider. His eyes seem brighter than usual.

“Thank you for coming, Kaeya,” Venti says, voice warm and low. Kaeya nods as he sits next to him, giving him a peck on the cheek.

“Wouldn't have missed it for anything,” Kaeya promises with a smile.

“I know you’re very smart, so I know you know I don’t do this for just anyone,” Venti says.

Kaeya grins, “Without a doubt.”

“I’m so happy to have someone like you Kaeya, for being my friend before anything else,” Venti says solemnly. A sigil illuminates behind Venti, light bending circles suspended in midair. They turn, before dissipating in a white flash.

And in the wake, huge, pure white wings fan out behind Venti’s tiny frame. They dwarf him, easily a wingspan of three meters or so. He understands immediately why this would be conspicuous for someone trying to blend in as a traveling bard.

“I figured it would be alright for you to see me for what I really am. Because. I am a God at the end of the day. I could take on many forms, if I really wanted but honestly, I don’t have much use for these powers, because I am perfectly happy without them. I would rather devote what power I do have back into Mondstadt. As songs, as seasons, and blessings for good wine,” Venti nods.

“I can’t deny I enjoy having wings though. Which is why I can’t bring myself to give them up completely,” Venti chuckles. “Stretching them out on a clear sunny day is certainly nice,” Venti relents. He slowly extends his wings, setting loose a few feathers; they seem iridescent as they flutter free, catching the sunlight.

His wings finally settle again, arched forward to crowd Kaeya in.

#asks #talking point #kaeven #sfw just under a cut for length!

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nabooro · 1 year ago

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Oh my god I cannot express how much I love this conlang, I have so many questions and it makes me so inspired to write things based on Naboo (which is also me asking if I may use the things you've created here (with credit of course) in my own writing?).

(also if ever you want an (almost) comprehensive list of Naboo terms I do actually have that list somewhere because I myself spent three days making it and...never used it)

But back to the fact that you have taken a world that's seen a little bit in the films and made it so beautiful and big and added meaning to things said in the films - I find myself absolutely amazed at the hard work and thought you've put into this.

I do have...a lot of questions lol which I made note of as I was going through the blog, but I won't ask them all now - but there was one thing that's been bugging me and that I haven't been able to think of a satisfying answer for yet and that is about Duja, Teckla and Motée's names.

So why Duja and Teckla keep their original names and not take the é at the end? And why Motée is spelt with an extra e? I was wondering if you had any thoughts on that!

Anyway, thank you for sharing all of this I guess?? I have had such a good morning going through it all lol

Hi! Thank you so much for your interest and enthusiasm for this silly little conlang of mine. I've been seeing your notes come in and I am genuinely so delighted to see how keen you are on it!!

Re: the three names!

Teckla isn't from Naboo. The name changing thing is common practice for handmaidens because of the interchangeability of identity and the sort of giving up of their individuation. It's a cultural practice that none of the others - even someone like Dormé who takes up the role for Padmé's senate role and not her period as queen - would really question doing, just naturally. However it's not something that'd occur to Teckla, not something Padmé would ever ask her to do, and sidenote she's never actually acting as Padmé anyway as far as I remember.

Duja... I'll be honest, I had just never heard of her until your ask! There are a lot of sort of canon-ish characters from all these novels and comics and audiobooks and I don't listen to them or read them so I just don't know them.

From a Doylist perspective, I assume it's that somebody forgot the pattern. That quite bothers me, actually. All of Padme's royalty-era handmaidens rather famously have that é ending.

From a Watsonian perspective... it does say on the wiki she was a former handmaiden of Padmé's, so it could just be that after she gave up being a handmaiden, she went back to using her original name. I think this would be a practice that quite a few people went to if they were no longer acting in capacity as a handmaiden, or for a number of other personal reasons, including but not limited to having had a harrowing time as a handmaiden or not wanting to be identified as one of Amidala's people.

Re: Moteé... the name I've assigned her, Motil, is derived from the phrase "to grow wings", and the original phrase mohu tenote, when it is used to construct a name in the é form, maintains the e which gets turned into i in Motil. So there you go!

I'd love to answer any other questions or curiosities you have! Thank you again for your enthusiasm!

#answered #yellow-faerie #motee #teckla #duja

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watchingspnagain · 2 years ago

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Rewatching In the Beginning

Welcome to “‘1.21 Gigawatts!’ ‘You are my density!’”: A Supernatural Rewatch Blog” with Lor and Mace!

Up today, s4e3: In the Beginning.

Cas sends Dean back in time to meet his parents and his grandparents and to witness the moment when the Yellow-Eyed Demon sinks his claws into Mary. Dean decides to try to kill YED so that he and Sam can have a normal childhood, but, of course, that doesn’t work out. We also find out that Cas likes watching Dean when he’s sleeping. But they’re just friends. Uh-huh.

Below is a log of our real-time reactions as we watched. Remember that there may be spoilers for any part of SPN’s 15-season run here. Note also that the nature of our conversation is adult and thus it may contain adult language and themes.

[and we begin:]

Lor:

ngggggg Cas

Mace:

YAS

Mace:

his LIPS

Mace:

I mean, honestly

Lor:

YAAS

Lor:

tsk, Sammy, sneaking out while Dean is sleeping

Mace:

oh Sammy, sneaking out

Mace:

HAHAHA

Lor:

LOL

Lor:

aw, Dean, get under the covers, baby

Lor:

"Hello, Dean"

Mace:

“hello, Dean”

Mace:

OMG

Lor:

LOLOLOL

Lor:

no Dean, he only likes to watch YOU sleep

Mace:

YAS

Mace:

Marty McFly vibes

Lor:

YES

Lor:

the little nods are SO GOOD

Mace:

YES

Lor:

oh look, young John takes care of strangers better than Dad!John will take care of his own kids

Mace:

YEP

Lor:

I love that it takes Dean a minute

Mace:

YES

Lor:

probably because based on the furniture in any house of anyone he's every liked, it still is the 70s

Mace:

omg yes, and all the motels

Lor:

YES

Lor:

I love the screaming angel wings title card

Mace:

me too!

Mace:

we’ve moved into the seizure-inducing era of the openings

Lor:

LOL yep

Mace:

Cas’s HAIR

Lor:

"well bend it back!"

Lor:

YAAAAAAS

Mace:

I would LOVE to have that van

Lor:

YES

Lor:

though I would take the Impala first

Mace:

of course

Lor:

Dean Van Halen haaaahahahaha

Mace:

DEAN VAN HALEN

Mace:

HAHAHA

Lor:

LOL

Lor:

"been any cattle mutilations in town lately?"

Lor:

I love him

Mace:

SNORK

smooth, Dean

Lor:

oh yes. super smooth, super subtle

Mace:

omg Dean in a mirthmobile I LOVE IT

Lor:

YAAAAAS

Lor:

I love Mary's shirt

Mace:

YES

Lor:

"I'm going to hell. again."

Mace:

“...again"

Mace:

HAHAHA

Mace:

that’s hilarious because I was just thinking in the last scene, “Is John…attracted to Dean here?"

Lor:

RIGHT?

Mace:

oh look, Dean’s now been abused by both parents

Lor:

HA!

Lor:

yep

Lor:

"are you a hunter?" poor Dean. just upending his WHOLE life

Mace:

YEP

Lor:

"we're practically family"

Lor:

"clearly not enough"

Mace:

Lor:

"Samuel and... Deanna?"

Lor:

HAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHA

Mace:

omg, I don’t think I caught that the first time around

Lor:

I LOVE that Mary named her firstborn son after her MOTHER

Lor:

I LOVE IT

Mace:

YAS

Lor:

omg Dean's face

Mace:

HAHAHA YES

Lor:

"the web of information you have assembled"

Mace:

HAHAHA

Mace:

OMG FATHER!DEAN

Lor:

OMG I forgot they both showed up separately in priest outfits!

Mace:

AM DED

Lor:

"Father Chaney" haaaahahahaha

Mace:

YAS

Mace:

he looks SO GOOD in that suit

Lor:

RIGHT?!

Mace:

and I want Mary’s coat

Lor:

YEP

Lor:

dun dun DUN

Mace:

HAHAHAHA YEP

Lor:

that is SO MUCH fruit salad for four people

Mace:

“who, where, and when” “why?” HAHAHA

Lor:

LOL

Lor:

you do not, Dean

Mace:

YEP

Lor:

"what's he like?" oh, Dean

Mace:

right?

Lor:

oh DEAN

Lor:

his FACE

Mace:

yeah, Mary, outsiders can’t break in

Mace:

right?!

Lor:

RIGHT?

Lor:

him trying to make her not get killed in the future I CANNOT

Lor:

OH DEAN

Mace:

oh DEAN

Lor:

CAS APPEARING IN THE CAR

Mace:

YAS

Lor:

"Sam is not looking for you" OOOOF

Mace:

right?!

Lor:

"oh, I care"

Mace:

he’ll feel guilty about it always of course

Lor:

of course

Lor:

god Dean's green eyes

Mace:

right?! He looks SO GOOD in this episode

Lor:

YES

Lor:

man, I LOVE when he lays it all out for someone and then lowers his gun

Mace:

YEP

Mace:

oh FUCK YOU SAMUEL

Lor:

Samuel, you deserve everything you get, you putz

Lor:

is bobby the ONLY father figure who ever tells Dean he's proud of him or similar when he's NOT possessed by a demon?

Mace:

omg right?!

Mace:

Dean is SUS

Lor:

YES

Lor:

aaaaaand now he gets to be assaulted by his grandfather. this boy needs so much therapy

Mace:

oooh Angry Dean Thrown Against a Wall

Mace:

HAHAHA

Lor:

YES

Lor:

the way this is almost sexual

Mace:

yeah it’s...weird

Lor:

it is SO CREEPY

Mace:

SO. CREEPY.

Lor:

god Dean's ANGER

Mace:

YAS

Lor:

Jensen kills this

Mace:

he does

Mace:

oh Mary, you dummy

Lor:

right?

Lor:

also, why does she not remember?

Mace:

RIGHT?!?!

Lor:

the Dean stuff gets wiped, but she should remember the demon deal?

Lor:

you don't just forget that?

Mace:

correct

Lor:

O.M.G. the way Cas and Dean look at each other there

Mace:

the look on Dean’s face

Mace:

YES

Lor:

YES

Lor:

"destiny can't be changed, Dean"

Lor:

they way this becomes the theme of the whole SHOW

Lor:

I love it

Mace:

then why say “you have to stop it” Cas?!

Mace:

YES

Lor:

RIGHT?

Lor:

so he would try, I guess?

Mace:

oh wait it was a reference to Sam I guess

Lor:

I guess

Mace:

but it’s still bad writing

Lor:

I feel like sometimes Cas wakes Dean up in the night now to apologize for doing this to him

Mace:

Lor:

i mean, it's so CRUEL. it definitely plagues Cas

Lor:

yeah, it feels like the writing there is supposed to make you go "oh! i see" and instead you just go "eh?"

Mace:

yep. I think we’re supposed to think it’s clever in hindsight, but instead it’s just slipshod and clumbsy

Mace:

wow, that b does not belong in there

Lor:

LOL

#watchingspnagain #watchingspnagain 4x03 #spn #supernatural #spn meta #spn spoilers #spn 4x03 #watchingspnagain acting #watchingspnagain boy king of hell #watchingspnagain dean and assault #watchingspnagain dean sleeping #watchingspnagain john #watchingspnagain mary #watchingspnagain outsiders #watchingspnagain setdec #watchingspnagain time travel #watchingspnagain whose story?

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siriusist · 1 year ago

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Hellooooo :) For the sleepover asks: do you have any book/song/movie/tv/literally anything recommendations? I always see you reblogging cool stuff for different fandoms 🤭

Okay, I do, but this is the most random assortment of my recent favourite media/music, but hopefully someone can pick out something from this (And thanks, babe <3):

Books:

Wham! George Michael and Me by Andrew Ridgeley:

In 1975 Andrew took a shy new boy at school under his wing. They instantly hit it off, and their boyhood escapades at Bushy Meads School built a bond that was never broken. The duo found themselves riding an astonishing roller coaster of success, taking them all over the world. They made and broke iconic records, they were treated like gods, but they stayed true to their friendship and ultimately to themselves. It was a party that seemed as if it would never end. And then it did, in front of tens of thousands of tearful fans at Wembley Stadium in 1986.

Andrew’s memoir covers in wonderful detail those years, up until that last iconic concert: the scrapes, the laughs, the relationships, the good, and the bad. It’s a unique and one-and-only time to remember that era, that band, and those boys.

Digital Minimalism: Choosing A Focused Life in A Noisy World by Cal Newport:

Digital minimalists are all around us. They're the calm, happy people who can hold long conversations without furtive glances at their phones. They can get lost in a good book, a woodworking project, or a leisurely morning run. They can have fun with friends and family without the obsessive urge to document the experience. They stay informed about the news of the day, but don't feel overwhelmed by it. They don't experience "fear of missing out" because they already know which activities provide them meaning and satisfaction.

Now, Newport gives us a name for this quiet movement, and makes a persuasive case for its urgency in our tech-saturated world. Common sense tips, like turning off notifications, or occasional rituals like observing a digital sabbath, don't go far enough in helping us take back control of our technological lives, and attempts to unplug completely are complicated by the demands of family, friends and work. What we need instead is a thoughtful method to decide what tools to use, for what purposes, and under what conditions.

(I've been feeling burned out from tech lately with work, and I'm trying to pull back as much as I can from using screens every moment of the day).

Ducks: Two Years in the Oil Sands by Kate Beaton:

Before there was Kate Beaton, New York Times bestselling cartoonist of Hark! A Vagrant, there was Katie Beaton of the Cape Breton Beaton, specifically Mabou, a tight-knit seaside community where the lobster is as abundant as beaches, fiddles, and Gaelic folk songs. With the singular goal of paying off her student loans, Katie heads out west to take advantage of Alberta’s oil rush―part of the long tradition of East Coasters who seek gainful employment elsewhere when they can’t find it in the homeland they love so much. Katie encounters the harsh reality of life in the oil sands, where trauma is an everyday occurrence yet is never discussed.

Beaton’s natural cartooning prowess is on full display as she draws colossal machinery and mammoth vehicles set against a sublime Albertan backdrop of wildlife, northern lights, and boreal forest. Her first full length graphic narrative, Ducks: Two Years in the Oil Sands is an untold story of Canada: a country that prides itself on its egalitarian ethos and natural beauty while simultaneously exploiting both the riches of its land and the humanity of its people.

(I had to go to Alberta to get my training completed, and I experienced a lot of the similar themes explored in this graphic novel. Might be stupidly Canadian for some, but a great graphic novel overall).

The Radium Girls: The Dark Story of America's Shining Women by Kate Moore:

Discover the gripping and inspiring true story of The Radium Girls, a groundbreaking work by acclaimed author Kate Moore. Immerse yourself in this compelling narrative that unravels the extraordinary lives of these fearless women who fought against all odds.

The Curies' newly discovered element of radium makes gleaming headlines across the nation as the fresh face of beauty, and wonder drug of the medical community. From body lotion to tonic water, the popular new element shines bright in the otherwise dark years of the First World War.

Meanwhile, hundreds of girls toil amidst the glowing dust of the radium-dial factories. The glittering chemical covers their bodies from head to toe; they light up the night like industrious fireflies. With such a coveted job, these "shining girls" are the luckiest alive―until they begin to fall mysteriously ill.

Songs:

You Deserve an Oscar by Matt Maltese

Love and War in Your Twenties by Jordan Searcy

Wham Rap! by Wham!

Everything She Wants by Wham!

She's Got a Way by Billy Joel

Movies:

The Wham! Documentary on Netflix was just a hell of a lot of fun, and inspired me reading both Andrew Ridgeley's memoir and get into more of Wham's music.

Good Will Hunting: It's the first time I properly watched it through, and loved it.

TV:

Star Trek: Strange New Worlds: I wasn't a fan of the first season, but the crossover and musical episodes (Plus adding James T. Kirk, spoilers), has really brought it around for me.

#this is the most random assortment of fandoms but THERE YA GO PRINCESS #<3 #softguarnere #personal

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swallowtailed · 6 months ago

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palisade 51 / finalisade pt. 6

this episode was so fun?? good vibes, good jokes, i had a great time

everyone chiming in with what they’re doing during clem’s attack felt like a bit of blue channel crew vibes again. cori wrote fic about leap…… also every time janine makes something spookier it is so good. petition for janine to hold spookier forever

clem and gur: the mirroring of their first death scene worked really well here. highlights their shared history as abandoned followers of perennial—they’re still caught in a time loop, but they’re alone inside it.

you know whose body probably also fell into the sea? figure

extremely funny future visions in this episode. clem seeing herself get unceremoniously murked by everyone in mbreak, brnine imagining running away with gucci cause she’s being mean to them… it’s truly the perfect kind of mechanic to put on divine cycle characters. and it’s messyyyyyyyyyyy

i was a little disappointed that future got taken down because i was so enjoying having it around causing problems. so imagine my excitement when JESSET STOLE IT. a revolutionary who sees that they’re compromising and wants to do better… and decided to put the imperial war machine inside his heart to achieve that… and now he has the divine future, which can show him his dreams and spur him on, or torment him with visions of failure… and gur is there… god i can’t wait. this is so exciting

ooh is this jesset’s entrance as black centurion. or for the initialism, what are other relevant adjectives that start with j… hmm. joyless centurion

also jesset is such an interesting foil to levi. veteran vs new recruit, mbreak vs mirage, both up-and-coming leaders, both driven to take action because they know they can be doing more & better

thisbe scene…. i love her. she’s under the chimera’s wing…

pleased that nideo has been driven back from the moon. that was a “take something that isn’t yours” from like the stellar combustor era

really interesting to have the chimeric cadent come in. there’s something there about thisbe asking the tomb & guardian of divines to help her communicate with wakeful. (falling asleep/waking up, respectively.) palisade as a season has been insistent on the necessity of living with & in & alongside death. the divines in the garden of fidelity were tortured in the dark for centuries and still lived on… the chimeric cadent understands intimately what death means to both divines and mortals (being composed of both, and very long-lived, and a tomb)… i mean, the chimeric cadent sort of gets it, right? maybe the most out of anyone? and anyway they get [gestures at the aforementioned themes of palisade].

god i am so hoping that partial palisade comes back onscreen before the end of the season. maybe he and wakeful can figure something out. wakeful planet palisade... i am thinking about it

anyway speaking of wakeful that levi scene was so fun. delightful to meet so many faces, especially limitless welkin. love that all it takes is someone going “hey people can just help, look, i’ll go first” and levi convinces wakeful to help rebuild palisade. reminds me of cori telling perennial that she’s gonna win this time.

really exploding the social roles of divines in this finale and i am so glad that we got here

parti mentioned!!!!! the best radio host on palisade!!!!!!!!!!!! unfortunately loose lips do sink ships but hey what can you do

#fatt #palisade #palisade spoilers #fatt lb #hello world

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not-a-robot-i-swear-really · 2 years ago

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Stygian Dawning - Prologue

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Eddie Munson x Valera Savoy (OC)

Word Count: 555 words

Fic Summary: It was supposed to be a simple mission: find the wolf, capture him, and bring him back to headquarters. Valera Savoy had believed she could handle it, assuming things went according to plan.

Man plans and God laughs.

The wolf bites someone - a young man by the name of Eddie Munson - and to make matters worse, strange and familiar creatures are beginning to run loose through the world. Add in a pesky self-righteous monster-hunting organization, and you've got a recipe for a storm.

A new era is dawning, for better or worse.

Chapter Warnings: none

Mist rolled across the land as the sun peeked over the horizon.

In a dark manor atop a stony hill, a woman sat, blackout curtains drawn over the windows. With russet-skinned fingers, she lifted a porcelain teacup to her plump lips. A dark liquid drips down her chin as she drinks, and she lifts a single finger to wipe it away.

A flutter of dark wings pierced the silence. A raven flew through an open window, perching just behind the ravenette woman. It cawed; once, then twice, then thrice. The raven’s form morphed and twisted, growing and growing. Its plumage peeled away, and in the raven’s place stood a tall man clad in a dark feathery coat.

“Tiberius,” the woman addressed the man with a melodic voice, setting the teacup down.

“There’s a wolf. The Director requires your assistance.”

The woman hummed, “So he does. Where is it?"

The man did not respond. Tiberius walked to the table, footsteps padded by soft carpet, and laid a single manila folder before her.

“I’ve taken the liberty of compiling a list of possible companions-“

“That won’t be necessary.” The woman responded quickly, her voice colored with an undertone of sharpness.

“Your last endeavor concerning wolves did not end in your favor.”

“I survived.”

“Barely, I may remind you.”

Valera’s eyes swept toward Tiberius, deep brown clashing against crimson red.

“It may be in your best interest to take someone else with you,” He broke the stare down first.

She spoke again, “I’ll leave tomorrow night. Send word to the London Waypoint.”

“…Very well. Will you at least allow me to prepare your weapons?”

She waved a hand towards him, and Tiberius nodded, pulling his coat tight around his body. The feathers rolled across his skin like water, and the man-turned-raven soared back through the window.

Valera flicked her wrist; the window shut and the curtain slid closed. She stood from her seat, smoothing down the ruffles of her blouse. When her hand ran over her side, she clenched her eyes shut and stifled a hiss.

She downed the rest of her cup in a single gulp and the pain ebbed away.

Valera glided across the room to a plush bed closed behind towering oaken doors. Her hands came together in a sharp clap, forcing the doors shut and locked. With no one left to see her, she let her shoulders sag.

Even despite the now-closed injury, her lethargy still weighed upon her shoulders like heavy stones. She wasn’t meant to be awake at this time, and stalling her sleep had caught up to her.

Valera stumbled onto her bed, and with a heavy sigh, allowed the clutches of rest to claim her.

A/N: I know I said that i was going to post a preview, but then I got into the zone and wrote a whole ass prologue, lol. I'm not complaining though, I'm satisfied with how this turned out.

If you wanna see more, follow me for updates on this fic! Don't forget to like and reblog, all of that, and have a lovely day~<3

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spacecadetspe · 5 months ago

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A snippet from last year...

Jun. 12, 2023

I've been making the rounds again, and I suppose it's a good thing to get back to a little more normality.

I got word from my mom that my grandmother is ailing; she probably has a few weeks left, at best. I went ahead and told W, because I don't believe in withholding things like this from him, and we've been coping with it in about the same way; avoiding the feeling until we crash.

I took Saturday to treat myself like I enjoyed possessing my body; two long walks with my dog, some backyard foraging (I found ripe blackberries and wild blueberry bushes on the hillside), dyeing my hair, repotting and watering my plants, and cooking dinner. By evening I was pleasantly sore and tired, but a part of me wanted to keep going, keep doing.

Fortitude quickly put a stop to that, though. He insisted that I needed a sort of rest that I'd been avoiding, and he was right (of course). I'd been fighting so hard to keep from feeling those things because letting things go is just part of moving forward, and that's what I do. And I'd settled so firmly into that ideology that I believed that letting myself feel frustration or sadness was a bit beneath me. I reflected that frustration indicates a level of fear at not being able to control events to one's liking, and sadness meant I wasn't prepared to change. But that's not quite true, is it?

Morpheus and I have been playing the "oldest game," which if you do it right is a great way to get to know someone. A good (if slightly over-dramatized) version of this is in the Netflix production of "The Sandman," if you haven't seen it. One player identifies themselves as an object or idea, and the next player tries to find an idea or object that trumps the one before. It goes in rounds, or back and forth, until one player admits defeat. Our game lasted three days. I won, though I didn't really intend to. It's my first time playing, and I had nothing to lose.

Both Morpheus and Fortitude agree that I'm missing the forest for the trees, a bit. That I need to step back and see things... and myself... for what we are. That frustration means I need to stop doing things aimlessly and take time for myself, and that sadness is a necessary consequence of the changing of eras. It doesn't mean I must cling to the people and places that pass me by, but it is a chance to truly process the depth of love I have and had for them over the years.

I let myself grieve with Morpheus and Fortitude. I let myself feel.

But for W, he projected this grief onto his grandfather, X's father. He wanted to keep playing with him, and was frantic when the day came to a close and he began to feel time running out. To my surprise, he invoked Thanatos!

And he came, as if summoned. The god of death gently teased out the reasons for W's tears, patted him on the head, and gave him solid advice for living. He also promised W that he would bring the soul of my mom's recently deceased pup to help comfort him when Grandmother passes. He really had no obligation to do that, so it really was a sweet gesture.

I love that W is growing up without fear of death, or of Thanatos. He understands that he's not scared of death or dying; he just doesn't want to be left behind. We cuddled for a good while, and sat with Death while we grieved. It was a lovely experience.

And after that, I went back to the rounds. I processed what I think were the souls in Thanatos' wings, and gave them (and him) a bit more peace. The night before, I joined a girl in a wheelchair in her search for a kindred soul. Love is about connection, and the culmination of love is grief. Grief is the shift between gears that allows us to move ever forward. It is the process of disconnecting and reconnecting with life.

And just like that, I suddenly understand why Thanatos wept when he learned Hypnos died. Not because he was alone, or because Hypnos had gone somewhere without him, but because for the first time in his existence, he was forced to endure the same clutch and release that mortals have done for eons. He was forced to change.

And I find myself in grief, too... I am Hope. I move ever forward. The love and grief of change comes with me. It should be no surprise that I am here, too, and must undergo it, myself.

#shadow work #mythology and folklore #dreams #tw death #dealing with grief

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