#I mean maybe evi but she’s dead

[koravelliumavast]

Adolin is the sole Kholin who does not know how to read or has a Nahel bond.

[exculis]

messiest sketch imaginable but it is Them. Circus Husbands.

[jupiterisaroace]

Is Captain Hook dead in Descendants?

Not Hook in Rise of Red of course but I mean in the other ones.

We know that in Peter Pan he gets eaten by the clockodile but is that canon in Descendants? I know there are a lot of people that should be dead in Descendants but aren’t. All I can think of right now is that Mother Gothel should’ve been dead but had Ginny Gothel so maybe Hook isn’t dead?

I know in the first book it talked about how Maleficent remembered being killed by prince Phillip but she then woke up from her death & ended up on The Isle so maybe that happened to Hook too?

I also remember in the first book when it was talking about Evie’s party it mentioned Hook in it saying, “-and for old times’ sake, Captain Hook bravely stuck his head between Tick-Tock’s open jaws, if only so he could make her laugh and hear that lovely peal again.” so does that mean he’s still alive?

But that makes me confused on Harry’s attachment to his hook. I always assumed it was his dad’s hook (or one of his old hooks) & if Hook died then that���d make more sense why Harry would literally jump into water with killer sharks just to save his hook. I mean, yes, he could just like his hook as well but personally I wouldn’t jump into that kind of water for some common accessory I love unless it was given to me by someone.

That makes me wonder if Hook gave Harry a hook but Hook never died? Like, it would’ve been a gift from Hook & Harry probably wants to be like his father so having something like that would mean so much to him?

It’s confusing meeee😭

[impishjesters]

Jax x Female Reader adopting a cat

warning(s): nothing just some good ol' wholesome chaotic cat dad Jax A/N: I feel like Jax would have a lot in common with a cat, moody and mischievous to name a few... request: id like to request a jax x female reader where the reader like, adopts an npc cat for company, with jax’s reactions to the cat. maybe jax begrudgingly helps the reader care for the cat? :3

When you approached Caine with the question of if he would make you a cat to have as a pet he was only slightly confused. Like did you want a pet cat or like, a large person-like cat.

When questioned you simply stated you wanted a cat for company, you had one before and it just didn’t feel the same without your little feline baby.

Caine whipped you up a cat easily and suddenly you now had a next to no-maintenance feline friend that you quickly named Evie, a name you found quite hilarious given the situation that only confused Caine further.

Not that the name got used much, you called her everything but the name. Typical random cat nicknames, scoots, loudmouth, etc.

Jax had taken to calling her Bastard despite your complaints, not to mention it took several minutes to piece together what word he said through the censorship.

“We’re not naming her Bastard.”

“What about little shit?”

“The only little shit around here is you, my love.”

“Fine, smaller shit.”

Jax isn’t a huge fan of cats, he doesn’t hate them, but if he had to choose between a cat and a dog he’d pick the cat. At least it could take care of itself.

He helps you take care of the cat but he’s not putting much effort into it until one day Evie starts knocking stuff over. Jax learns that cats are also mischievous little shits.

So maybe he doesn’t dislike cats as much as he did before, maybe it’s just because she’s a digital cat that she’s got more self-aware than real cats. But he definitely feels a connection after that, little miss Evie is always his second in command when fucking with the others now.

It would be precious and wholesome if it wasn’t for the fact that he’s now using your feline daughter to start shit and freak the others out. (It’s easy to forget there’s a cat, usually, she’s with you and not so…tricksy)

Zooble likes to joke that Evie needs a better baby daddy. Jax gets dramatic and holds Evie close and protectively saying he’d die for Evie, and by he, he means he’d sacrifice someone else for her.

“You can pry my little girl from my cold dead digital fingers.”

It’s hard to tell if it’s a joke or not with how seriously he takes his role as cat dad, he does, however, like to fuck with you in saying that you’d make a great mom if you’re able to take care of Evie and him.

Food for thought.

“Where’s ya momma at Evie?”

“Where’s daddy hiding now?”

“Shit, I won’t tell your mom if you don’t.”

“You can’t just keep helping your dad scare the others, Kinger’s gonna have a heart attack one of these days…”

The whole family thing was a joke at first but now it sticks, both of you cracking jokes about how you have to save up for her college fund and all that good stuff.

“I work hard to make this house a home.” - Jax at some point in time despite the fact he doesn't work and this isn't a home... necessarily.

[jungle-angel]

Baby's first Thanksgiving with rip wheeler! please and thank you <333

Rachel.....dahling.....why must you make me an offer I can't refuse??!!!! (lol).

Neither you nor Rip were awoken by the alarm on his phone that usually awoke the two of you during the work week, but rather, the cries of your four month old daughter, Evelyn.

"Relax sugar bear, I've got her," Rip groaned, leaning over to kiss your cheek.

You awoke again, maybe a few minutes or even a half hour, to the snow falling heavily outside and Rip re-entering your room with Baby Evie who had finally calmed down.

"You know young lady," he said, pretending to be stern with her. "Your momma needs her sleep too. We've got a big day ahead of us with all your aunts and uncles, your cousins and everybody coming over for dinner tonight."

You laughed and held out your arms to take Evelyn from your husband. "Did Rhett and the others call?" you asked him.

"Said they'd all be up from Wabang in the next hour if the snow doesn't get worse," Rip explained. "Gettin the house done's gonna be a pain in the royal ass."

You laughed as you sat back and let Evie feed for a little bit, knowing she was probably hungry. A savory smell coming from the kitchen caught you off guard. "Rip is somebody in the kitchen?"

Rip shook his head and shrugged. As soon as you could get out of bed and Evelyn had her fill, you took her right down to the kitchen to find Mo, Thomas Rainwater's right hand man, in your kitchen, peeling a rather large bag of potatoes Rip had gathered from the garden in the backyard.

"Well good morning sleepyheads," Mo greeted.

"Morning Mo," you chuckled. "How long have you been at those potatoes?"

"Been at'em for a good half hour," Mo answered. "Birds's all gutted and brining in the fridge. Don't know what the hell you want done with the corn though."

"Woah wait a sec, ya'll brought corn?" Rip asked him.

"And you mean to tell me you don't remember?" Mo questioned. "I got that shit from my neighbor."

"Wait, the old lady on the rez that owns the corn stand?"

"Of course it's the old lady you brain dead deer turd," Mo laughed. "She's the only owner of a roadside corn stand in the whole of Bozeman!"

Rip went down to the cellar pantry and came back up a few minutes later with the basket of corn, setting it beside the island counter in the kitchen. "Here's hopin we have enough."

"That shit'll feed a whole village for weeks," Mo told Rip as he peeled the potatoes. "Here, you take over the potatoes."

"Yes chef, anything you say chef," Rip chuckled.

"(Y/n) you want anything while I'm in here?" Mo asked you.

"Um just a coffee if you don't mind," you answered. It wasn't long before the coffee was brewed and Evelyn began making grabby hands for her uncle.

"Alright, alright sweetpea you come with me," Mo said, lifting Evelyn from your arms.

You slipped into the kitchen to help your husband peel the potatoes, shuck the corn and get everything ready for when the family arrived. "Well," Rip said as he began chopping the onions. "Not as chaotic as I thought her first Thanksgiving would be."

"Just you wait," you warned him. "John, Thomas, Kayce and Monica will all come traipsing through that door with something freshly dead and throw it on the counter."

Rip laughed before he kissed you. "Happy Thanksgiving sweet thing."

"Happy Thanksgiving you big weirdo," you answered.

[melfinawins]

A little tidbit on Nat. (It turned into other things.) Spoilers for the whole season of The Bear as I'm just a stream of thoughts at this point!

No, helping with childbirth does not heal or bond you to a narc long term. It's a TV show that prides itself on realism but still has a narrative to follow.

I was not moved by Donna that episode. Because in the real world, if Nat's baby has an allergy or some shit, Donna is the type to say that's dumb and kill her own grandchild because she can't be wrong.

Nat has always been empathetic. How did she ignore all the shit she did? I get that she's pregnant, but like... she's not the first person ever to be that way. She never came across as self absorbed to me? She kept on asking Cicero what she could do to stop the hemorrhaging. I don't know, Nat, TELL CARMY NO? If there's no money, there's no money. If he doesn't like that answer tell him to get outside investors who aren't his fucking uncle. Carmy is not an unruly baby, he's a 30 year old man.

Anyone else think these were different characters this season? Beyond just Carmy's regression.

I got the impression that Tiff and Frank had been dating for more than a year or so. In what world would Richie think he should butt out of Evie's life and become a DEAD BEAT DAD just because Josh Hartnett's fine ass got in his face?

Affording a home without the help of parents and being called lonely by your 6 year old means you want to shirk your responsibilities? I know that Richie was concerned about being left behind, but I didn't get the impression that he would abandon his kid. The Richie I grew to know and love would fight heaven and earth for that little girl.

Claire, bitch, I hope you're thriving. Being with Carmy seems like a fate worse than death!

There was such a malaise this season, damn. Moreso from the production side of things--they seemed lost and confused about what they were trying to do. Maybe they should have a sit down in the writer's room, think about why they thought giving 99 percent of the comedy to the Faks and why they DIDN'T HAVE CARMY TRY TO EXPLAIN HIMSELF ONCE OR SEND A SORRY TEXT TO CLAIRE GODDAMN. His inability to face up to his mistakes was tolerable for the first few episodes, but it quickly turned unsympathetic after fucking EVERYONE SAID CARMY LOVED HER and Claire had me siding with her because Carmy didn't tell her shit! He's a big boy and not a baby. Also: HOW LONG IS STORER AND CO GONNA DRAG OUT THE INFANTILIZATION OF THIS GROWN ASS WHITE MAN?

ALSO, WHY COULDN'T WE AT LEAST GET RICHIE AND CARMY MAKING UP?? LITERALLY NOTHING WAS RESOLVED. I feel like if they didn't have season 4 in the bag, this wouldn't be the case.

[rabesbabe]

Love Me like A Sailor (Pt. 1)

Mal x Evie (Descendants)

A/N: Hey guys! sorry this fic is so… random?? i’m suddenly obsessed with descendants since i rewatched the movies and i needdd to write for mal and evie soo here’s this lol. there’s probs gonna be two parts and idek if anyone will read this but i wanted to write it anyway !! next fic in the works is abt sam :)

Summary: It’s fall in Auradon and Mal can’t take her eyes off Evie, will she be able to ask her to the school dance? Or will someone else beat her to it? (ik i’m bad at summaries lets not talk abt it)

Not proofread

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“Mal?”

Mal turned her head and saw Ben’s brown eyes looking back at her expectantly.

“Sorry. What?”

Mal hadn’t been paying attention at all. While Ben had been excitedly explaining what Halloween in Auradon was like, Mals attention was focused on Evie who was simply reapplying her lipstick in a compact mirror.

At first, Mal noticed that Evie had stolen her lipstick and she smiled at the fact. Then, she noticed how good her lipstick looked on Evie. The way it made her already plump lips look fuller. And how the concentrated look on Evies face was so cute.

“I was asking if you’ve ever been to a pumpkin patch?” Ben asked, he looked at Mal curiously while taking a stab at his french toast.

Mal and Evie had been in the dining hall eating breakfast when Ben decided to join them at their table. Evie welcomed Ben happily while Mal barely muttered out a “Hello” when he first sat down.

She squinted her eyes at him trying to figure out why he cared. “No, I don’t think so.” She said.

Evie put Mals lipstick away and tuned into their conversation. Her eyebrow perking up at Ben’s question.

“I can’t believe you’ve never been to a pumpkin patch?” Ben said laughing with excitement. “You’d love it! You know, I could take you one day it could be really fun.” He said eagerly.

“Uhm maybe.” Mal said, unsure she liked the idea of going somewhere by herself with Ben. “We should bring Evie, and the guys too they’ve never been either.”

“Oh, yeah,” Ben said clearing his throat, he looked down and adverted his eyes away from hers. “that’d be cool. I’ll uhm let you guys know a day.” He gave a small smile before getting up to put his tray away.

As Ben walked away Mal looked back over at Evie who was now giving Mal a not-so subtle smirk.

Mal pouted slightly confused at why Evie was making a face at her. “What?”

“Ben just asked you out on a date. And you very brutally turned it down by inviting the rest of us along.” Evie said lightly laughing.

“A date?” Mal said her mouth agape. She didn’t realize that’s what Ben was doing…

When Mal took it upon herself to spell Ben that’s all she thought it would be, a spell, but when Ben told her that he actually was in love with her she had no idea what to do. Mal didn’t love him and now he was asking her out. It was all too much.

“His crush on me is weird.” She said ruffling her eyebrows. “I didn’t mean for the love spell to work that well.”

Evie laughed her words. “Don’t stress about it too much. I’m sure the king can handle a little rejection.” She said.

Later on, the girls decided to get out of their dorm for a bit and take a walk around Araudon. The leaves were displayed around them with shades of orange and reds. Mal and Evie had never seen anything like it before. Seasons on the Isle didn’t really exist. It was always just gloomy and dead feeling.

Evie watched as even Mals usually unimpressed stare turned into one filled with curiosity and amazement.

“It’s still so shocking to me how pretty this place is. It’s like something out of a Fairytale.” Evie said. She was barely focused on the view of the leaves and almost fully focused on the slight smile Mals face held.

“Yeah.” Mal agreed looking up at Evie. She was slightly at a loss for words.

After a few beats of silence with nothing but the leaves crunching under their feet making noise, Mal spoke up.

“We should do something.” She said a hopeful glint in her eye.

Evies deep brown eyes looked into Mals, “Like what?” She asked.

Mal looked down, she wasn’t actually sure what she wanted to do, all she knew was she wanted to spend time with Evie.

“Well everyone in Auradon groans about how amazing fall is and all the fall activities they do and we’ve yet to do any.” She explained with a shrug.

Evie giggled at her and nodded suddenly getting an idea. “We should bake!” Evie said excitedly imagining her and her best friend in one of Auradons oversized kitchens.

Even though She wanted to do something, baking was not what she had in mind. Mals recent memories with baking ended in being asked out on dates she really didn’t want to attend.

Mal looked, not so convinced, “I’ve only ever baked one thing.” She claimed grimacing slightly. “And we all know how that turned out.”

“Come on Mal it’ll be fun. You don’t have to accidentally make someone fall in love with you this time, it’ll just be us anyways.” Evie said, blue strands of hair falling into her face as she looked over at her best friend.

Mal reached up and lightly brushed Evies hair behind her ears. “I mean… if you want to I want to.” She said finally giving in. Drawing her attention back to the trees around them, she failed to notice the light pink shade now painting over Evies cheeks.

As they made their way into the kitchen, Evie and Mal debated on what to make.

“We should make something easy since it is like, only our second time baking.” Mal said placing the cookbook down on the kitchens island.

Evie nodded in agreement. “How about brownies?” She said her eyes lighting up. “We could put a little ghost on there with frosting and everything!”

Mal smiled at the idea and started looking for all the ingredients they’d need. Evie went and grabbed a bowl, a whisk and, put some halloween music on to set the mood.

As Evie started to the mix the ingredients inside the bowl, she noticed Mals eyes paying very little attention to their brownie mix and a great amount of attention to her.

She looked at Mal and giggled. “You’re staring.” She said pausing her mixing of for a moment.

“How could I not?” Mal said with silly wink. Evie laughed at her and tried her best to ignore the way her stomach felt like it was doing cartwheels.

“You know I can’t believe we didn’t have this holiday on the Isle,” Mal said dipping her finger into the batter to taste it. “You’d think the villains would appreciate a day where it’d be acceptable to just be as evil as possible.”

Evie thought about it, it was weird they didn’t have Halloween on the Isle. She could imagine if they did though, and she wasn’t sure she liked the idea of it. “I think that we should be thankful we didn’t have it to be honest.” Evie said looking up at Mal who was licking batter off her fingers.

Mal now had a concerning amount of chocolate on her face and Evie tried her best not to laugh at her.

“What’s so funny?” Mal said, feeling like she missed some joke.

“You’ve just got a little something right there.” Evie said making sure she pointed over every inch of Mals face just so she knew she looked ridiculous.

Mal sarcastically laughed at Evies joke and, tried to wipe the mess off her face but failed, rubbing all the wrong areas.

“Here let me help you.” Evie said still smiling a little at the way Mal looked.

She wet a paper towel and lightly pulled Mals face towards hers so she’d be able to clean it. As she dabbed the paper towel on her cheek she didn’t fail to notice the way Mals eyes intently looked into her own almost as if in a trance.

Mal found herself enamored with Evie. Her dark and deep brown eyes. The way her blue hair cascaded down her shoulders. And the pretty curve of her lips as she focused on wiping at her face. This was like the third time today Mal couldn’t take her eyes off of her best friend. But it was impossible to, she was just so easy to get lost in.

“Okay and… All done!” Evie said checking over Mal one more time to make sure she got everything. It took Mal a second to bring her mind back to reality.

“T- Thanks.” Was all she was able to choke out as Evie pulled away from her.

Evie giggled at Mals flustered reaction and decided to lean closer to Mal once again, to give her a quick kiss on the cheek. “You’re welcome.” She said smiling.

Now Mal was really at a loss for words.

~

“And then she kissed me.” Mal said sighing.

“SHE KISSED YOU?” Jay and Carlos said in unison.

“Well, on the cheek.”

Mal, Carlos and, Jay all sat in the boys dorm room, while Dude slept on Jays chest. 20 minutes earlier Mal had burst into the room saying she needed help. She looked frantic and the boys assumed that it was some huge emergency. But, when Mal said that she thought she had feelings for Evie. They boys calmed down, much to her dismay. To them this wasn’t anything new. It was obvious Mal liked her, but to Mal it was a huge realization.

“I can’t believe you guys just knew I had feelings for her this whole time and didn’t think to let me know.” Mal said glaring at Carlos who had an annoying smirk on his face.

“We knew you’d figure out eventually,” Jay said scratching behind Dudes ears. “Plus it was kinda funny to watch you be so oblivious.”

Mal just rolled her eyes defeated.

Carlos rolled over on the bed he was lying on to look at Mal. “You know,” He said teasingly dragging out his words. “The Halloween dance is in a week and a half.”

A smirk displayed across Jays face at Carlos implication. Mal just sat there lost. She didn’t understand what they were getting at.

“So?” She said slightly annoyed.

“So… You should ask her to go with you.” Jay said raising his eyebrows as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

“Ask her to go with me?” Mal repeated clearly not liking the idea. “I can’t do that.” She hung her head and fidgeted with her hands.

“I don’t see why not.” Carlos shrugged at her. “There’s no way in the world she’d say no to you and as far as I know she doesn’t have a date yet.” He said quite matter of factly.

Jay nodded along with Carlos’ statement. “She might not have a date yet but you know that someone’s gonna ask her if you don’t Mal.” He said looking up at her. “This could be your one chance.”

The words hit Mal like a brick. Her green eyes suddenly glazed with realization. She knew that it would kill her to see Evie with someone else at the dance. So she had to take the boys advice and ask her out. It sounded crazy and honestly she wasn’t sure how she would do it but, she had to.

Later that night after Mal had showered she sat in bed with her Pjs on contemplating how she was going to go about this. She thought about maybe getting Evie flowers with orange petals, or getting a halloween themed bear but all of it sounded too extreme and she was scared she’d overdo it and scare Evie away.

What if she just-

Mals thinking was abruptly interrupted when Evie appeared in the doorway talking to Doug.

She couldn’t make out what they were saying but she saw Evie giggling and Doug smiling happily back at her. Mal couldn’t help the jealousy rising in her chest.

Evie closed the door and mumbled out an apology to Mal. “Didn’t mean to wake you.” She said apologetically smiling.

Mal shot a half smile back barely turning to face Evie. “I wasn’t sleeping.” She said dryly.

Evie, being as smart as she was, very easily picked up on Mals bad mood. She decided to not bother her anymore and head to take a shower.

While Evie showered Mals anxiety picked up more and more. What if Doug had already asked her to the dance and just like Jay said she missed her one chance? If only she’d realized earlier how she felt maybe this wouldn’t have happened. Then, she would’ve already asked her to the dance they’d be able to go together. Now she was going to have to watch Evie dance with some dopey guy while she sat in the corner and moped all night.

Once again, Evie interrupted her thinking as she walked out the bathroom in her shorts and a hoodie that just happened to be Mals. “Is that my hoodie?” Mal said mouth slightly open at the fact that her hoodie looked so so good on Evie.

“Yeah I guess it is. Sorry.” Evie said bashfully while walking over to her bed. She opened up her sketchbook and started sketching something out while Mal watched her curiously.

“What do you think of this?” Evie asked, walking over to Mals bed. Evie handed her the book and sat down next to her. It was a sketch of a blue suit with cobweb patterns all over it. Mal was amazed. Even for a rough sketch it looked good.

“E, that’s amazing. Who’s it for?” Mal asked genuinely curious.

Evie smiled and closed the sketchbook up. “It’s for Doug. He stopped me on my way to the dorm and asked if I could make him a suit for the dance!” She said happily.

Mals eyes lit up at Evie and she looked at her smiling way too enthusiastically.

“What?” Evie said laughing at the look on Mals face.

“Wait, Doug didn’t ask you to the dance?” She asked her face colored with hope.

Evie lowered her eyebrows in confusion. “No?” She answered almost laughing. “Not be rude Mal but Doug isn’t really, uhm, my type.”

“I still have a chance,” Mal said under her breath not thinking about the fact that Evie could definitely hear her.

Evies face perked up at Mals words. “You still have a chance?” She repeated not quite understanding.

Mal swore she could feel her heart drop. There was no way she actually said that out loud. “I- uhm,” Evie stared into Mals eyes silently urging her to go on.

As Mals thoughts ran a million miles per second Jays words popped into her head once again. “This is your one chance.” He had said. She knew she had to ask Evie now.

“Evie,” She started. “I was wondering if you’d go to the dance with me on halloween?” Mal was too nervous to look at Evie and notice the way a huge smile spread across her face. When Evie didn’t say anything at first Mal swore she had just ruined everything. “I mean you don’t have to go with me obviously. I’m sure a bunch of other people want to go with you as well but I thought i’d still try and ask if maybe you’d go with me?” Mal was usually so sure of herself and confident. And for the first time in her life she felt shy and embarrassed.

Evie suddenly pulled Mal closer to her and wrapped her arms around her, letting out a small squeal. “Of course i’d go with you Mal!” She said pulling back slightly to look at her.

Mals face was colored with shock struggling to process Evies words. “Really?” She asked trying to make sure this wasn’t just some cruel prank.

“Of course,” Evie said like it was obvious. “I’m happy to know all my flirting payed off.” She smirked at Mal and playfully ran her hands through her purple strands.

Suddenly, it felt like all the wind had been knocked out of Mal. “What?” She said barely able to speak, too distracted by the tingly feeling of Evies hands in her hair.

“Really? The kiss on the cheek? Me constantly stealing your things and acting like I didn’t realize they were yours.” She said looking down at Mals purple hoodie that she just “happened” to be wearing.

Mal just stared at her baffled. How could she have not noticed any of that.

A laugh escaped from Evie lips and Mal couldn’t help but laugh with her. “Your obliviousness was kind of cute.”

[recreationalfanfics]

Some Assassin's Creed x Genshin Brainrot I've been having:

1. A reader whose like Barbara. I have her and I would absolutely kill for her. Like, the reader is the daughter of a doctor who isn't necessarily an assassin but married one so they help when one of the assassin's get hurt and the reader sings as she works to help them and the assassin's can't help but smile. AND I MEAN THIS IN A PLATONIC WAY, LIKE, YOU ARE THE SAME AGE AS BARBARA but I just think it'd be a cute idea because you're a very good medic and doctor and the assassin's enjoy seeing you. Like if you're in Connor's time period, he will be silent as you sing but he does have the smallest smile on his face and if you ask him: "Are you feeling better, Mr. Ratonhnhaké:ton?" he's internally adopted you already- JACOB ABSOLUTELY ADORES YOU, the only child in London who HASN'T tried to rob him, and Evie definetly has a soft spot for you two. When you tell Evie that you really look up to her and that you want to be just as smart as her someday, she gets kinda shy and Jacob gets jealous BECAUSE WHY WOULD YOU WANT TO BE LIKE HER, HE'S SUPER COOL TOO- I can see some of the more crude assassin's trying to watch their language around you. EDWARD STRUGGLES SO HARD but he doesn't want to make you feel uncomfortable so he TRIES HIS BEST. Arno is very gentlemanly so if he's ranting to someone while you're fixing him up, he'll politely tell you to cover your ears. And so on and so forth-

2. Childe x Ratonhnhaké:ton! Reader. Like in the sense that the reader has his personality and beliefs. This dynamic would be interesting to me in the sense that Childe fights because the Abyss gave him that need but the reader would fight because it is their duty. Also because of the dynamic that'd they'd both be unhinged in their own way. Childe is more obviously unhinged but let's not forget that Ratonhnhaké:ton ran through a city that was being BOMBED just to get to the man who he was after. So let's say the reader's target is Childe and they just run through an entire army. Normal people would be terrified by that kind of persistence, especially if that person wants them dead, but Childe just having the biggest grin on his face because he might be in love- However, Childe also loving the kind and compassionate side of the reader and how that kindness and compassion never falters. Not to mention that he'd definetly admire how honest the reader is and like how the reader does have some sympathy for Childe and his childhood but how they can't let that sympathy distract them from doing what's right.

- OKAY SO YOU KNOW THOSE SAGAU GENSHIN STORIES? Maybe something like that where the reader is an ISU hybrid so they have the golden blood and skin markings that light up but because of how the ISU act in the Assassin's Creed verse, THEY ARE HELLA DISTRUSTING OF THE ARCHONS AND THE ARCHONS ARE SO HURT BC WHAT DID THEY DO-

- Just an Assassin's Creed reader in general somehow getting into the Genshin universe PURELY BECAUSE I think it would be funny how they would absolutely outclimb everyone. Like, I have a hard time with climbing in Genshin because I always forget the stamina bat but in AC, most of the game play is just climbing really tall things so the reader just escaping everyone by climbing taller than them. Or like, they're constantly found brooding on some sort of high ground. Also because imagine they get a vision and one of the characters is all: "Okay, now we'll teach you how to use Elemental Vision-" and the reader is all: "Oh, is it like Eagle vision?" and they're all: "Wtf is eagle vision-"

- THE ASSASSIN CREED READER HAVING AN EAGLE SIDEKICK, IDK, I JUST THINK THAT'D BE COOL.

- Diluc would actually be a good member of the Brotherhood, like, I don't have the creativity to write it but someone give that man a hidden blade.

[amusingmusie]

More questions about Evie? Ask and you shall receive!

Al and baby Evie. What would that look like? Does he dote on the baby, leave her to Nel, try (and fail) support the demon spawn he brought into the world? Basically, would he be a good father, and does he carry the burden equally?

Honestly, I think Nel would make a pretty great mom seeing as she basically raised Grace from birth, and Grace turned out fine! Nel does seem to have a nasty habit of raising agents of chaos, though. Maybe it wasn't actually Al's fault 🤔

Presuming, once again, that Al was alive for this, does he keep up with his habits? Does being responsible for a child who might cry a lot at night put him at a higher risk of being caught missing, and cut down on the murder time? Or who knows, maybe morals kicked in, and the thought of being caught and leaving Nel alone with a kid was a line not even he would cross (he's a murderer, not a monster).

And what was baby Evie like!!! Quiet baby? Loud baby? A nightmare in private, but an angel in public? She seems like the type to need constant attention.

There have also been a lot of hints that Evie is Violent. Did Nel do a good job instilling fear of the law into her? Or did Evie inherit her father's "hobbies," too?

What about his powers? Is there anything inherent about them that Evie might get? Or would she have needed Al's guidance in order to use her abilities. And if Al was alive, would he have taught her?

Does she have actual friends? I know that Nel is a loner and Al doesn't really care if his "friends" lived or died, but does Evie have any genuine human connection - outside of her arch nemesis ofc (don't tell her I said that). Like a bitch pack or a best friend who roam the school tormenting everyone they meet. Just as a treat.

Also, Roxy: what's her story? Is she a young Nel with a new look and (hopefully) no nicotine addiction? Does she get to have friends?

Let me know if I should break these asks up more in the future to avoid the wall-of-text problem! Once again, don’t feel pressured to answer any of the questions if you don’t want to or if it’s spoiler territory. Take care of yourself! Don't get lost or stolen!!!

YIPPEEEE!!! For pride month I am answering a yummy ask about one of my favorite evil lesbians.

In the little thought-world-brainrot-center I've created for Evie, Alastor isn't exactly around to know about her let alone interact with her. If he WAS around, I mean, he'd try his best to make sure the kid doesn't hurt herself since she is an extension of himself and he appreciates that, but I don't see him being the best dad. Emotional comfort? He doesn't do that. Teaching her to dissect things? Now that he can do!

I actually jokingly refer to an alt timeline in which Nel gets pregnant as "the good ending" because it's the only thing that would stop Alastor's charitable side hobbies in their tracks. Not because he has a change of heart- he just literally cannot find the time for it, and he knows Nel would cave his skull in if she caught him. He'd maybe try sneaking out one (one) night and then the ginger sits up in bed from a dead sleep and just says "fuck. no."...he gets right back in and doesn't sneak out again until Evie is older.

Evie was a pretty good baby! She didn't become an odd little cretin til she could walk, because then baby girl decided she wanted to play in the knife drawer.

She is violent in a way, but she actually takes more after Nel's brand than Alastor's. As weird as she is, and as sweetly as she threatens people, she doesn't resort to violence unless you've fucked with her or someone she cares about. It's that same sort of momma bear mauling-style that Nel has combined with Alastor's lack of remorse/excitement. It's not like she's killed anyone though, or even seriously maimed anyone. She has the capability, but not the urge. I know I jokingly call her an evil lesbian, but she's not actually evil. Just a menace.

I actually have always played around with the idea of Miss Genevieve being very spiritually attuned! I know that the supernatural takes a backseat role in my fic (for now anyway, that'll fucking change soon enough) so for Evie's story, I wanted it to play a much larger role. She's the kind of kid to look at someone and go "March 15th, 1933" and then skip away like it's nothing. Nel got used to it really, really fast. There's more than just her and Evie living in their house, after all. If Al was around, I don't know if he could have helped? I write him as someone who is aware but perhaps not the most integrated into the paranormal world (while alive). He'd definitely find it funny that Evie is though.

Evie has friends, but not close friends. Her story is hard to explain without spoiling my fic so all I can say is that she isn't a loner, but is incredibly lonely at times. Most of her relationships are shallow since she doesn't let others in. While her weird, chaotic nature isn't a front at all, she does rely on it to keep others at arms length if they get too close. She's incredibly popular with people she doesn't know well to the point that she has sort of created a little clique for herself. They don't really see beyond what she shows them. For those she's "closer" to who see her oddities, she uses those oddities and back-handed comments to keep them from getting close. Only Nel and Grace (and eventually Roxxy) are let in.

Roxy my beloved. She's much more than just another Nelly; she actually leans a little opposite to Nel, she's a slacker and usually gets in trouble pretty constantly. She's got a lot of anger from family expectations but she reacted to those expectations completely differently than Miss Penelope did. Roxxy actually has more close friends than Evie. Nobody would really see it unless they saw how fake Evie is with people (Husk would have a field day with that girl).

Thank youuuu for all the questions and I'm sorry it took me a while to answer them!

[fallenclan]

Pebblefreeze & Human Drabble

by Dragon Anon

"Another newcomer, ey?" Human jolted at the sound of a gravelly voice. He had been so lost in his own thoughts that he hadn't even noticed the grey she-cat approach. Well, mostly grey. Her tail was a brilliant reddish color, standing out starkly against her pelt. 

"Ah, hello," Human murmured uncertainly. The she-cat grinned, as if delighted only to be acknowledged. 

"I'm Pebblefreeze," she mrrowed.

"How'd you get a name like that?" Human tilted his head, gaze sweeping over the cotton-pelted 'Pebblefreeze' once more. 

"It's a warrior name."

"Oh, I know about that. Thistleskip taught me. I just mean... you look more like a 'Pebbleflame' to me."

Human flinched back when the she-cat let out a growl, only to realize she was laughing a few seconds later. "Pebbleflame! Ha! If only Maplestar had thought of that one."

"Maplestar?" 

"He was our clan's leader back when I was a 'paw." 

"Ah."

"..."

"What?"

"You never told me your name, silly."

"Oh, uh! I'm Human."

"...and how'd you get a name like that?"

...

"This is my dad, Evie," Pebblefreeze purred. "And the cat cuddling with him is Crowflame."

"We are not cuddling, Pebblefreeeze," Crowflame hissed. "It's drafty in this den. Maybe if the apprentices had actually done their job and brought back those goose feathers..."

"I seem to remember a certain apprentice getting bit by a goose once..." Evie hummed thoughtfully. "Who was that again?"

"Be quiet, Evie."

"Blizzardfang always had delightful stories about your apprentice days..."

"Evie," Crowflame growled.

"Stop teasing him, dad." Pebblefreeze sat down, shaking her head solemnly. "You're only reminding him of a traumatic childhood event. Truly, quite insensitive of you."

Crowflame snorted, rolling to his paws and stomping out of the elders' den, although Human thought he heard the tom mutter something along the lines of "I'm too old for this."

"Anyway," Evie yawned, shifting to his paws. "Who's this?"

"I'm Human," Human replied quickly. It still felt surreal to him that so many clan cats actually knew their parents. Had grown up with them. Human could barely remember his own mother's face, let alone her name. Idly, he wondered if Pebblefreeze had siblings too. 

"Hi, Human. I'm dad," Evie replied nonchalantly.

"Pebblefreeze already introduced you," a tawny-spotted cat rasped, slinking forward from the back of the den. Human started. There were so many cats in FallenClan, he could hardly keep track of them. "I'm Mothspots."

"Hi." Human ducked his head, feeling a bit timid. 

"My sister's around here somewhere too..." Pebblefreeze murmured thoughtfully, glancing around the den. "I think."

"Willowsplash and Bub went out on a walk, actually. You're welcome to wait for them in here, if you want. I'm sure I could tell Human plenty of stories about your kittenhood..."

"Oh, please do!" Pebblefreeze chortled. "Sit down, Human. You'll love this."

...

"What happened to Hopethistle?"

"What?"

"Sorry. I mean, your dad mentioned her being Cherrystar's sister. I, uh, know about Cherrystar's sudden death, given how it happened pretty recently before I joined the clan. I haven't heard anything about Hopethistle, though."

"She died a long time ago." Pebblefreeze shrugged, gaze growing distant for a few moments before refocusing on Human. "We don't actually know what happened. Just... found her dead one day."

"Oh. I'm sorry." Human grimaced, feeling suddenly ashamed for asking.

"Don't be. Like I said, it was a long time ago. I was a lot more troublesome back then."

"More so than you are now?" The words were out of Human's mouth before he could stop them, and he felt a pang of alarm. "I'm sorry, I didn't-"

"Ha ha! So you do have some fire in you after all! C'mon, why don't I show you where Hopethistle and I used to sneak off to together? We used to drive our mentors crazy."

" . . . all right."

...

"Rah! I'm the strongest warrior ever!" Frozenkit yowled, bounding across camp in a few long strides. "Surrender or die!"

"Guess I'll have to surrender then," Pebblefreeze grinned, dramatically falling to her side. "Please, be merciful!"

"Nuh uh! I'll protect you, momma," Tempestkit yowled, tackling Frozenkit. Human took a worried step forward, but Pebblefreeze shot him an amused glance. He sat down again. 

A few pawsteps away, Tinykit looked up from a snail he had been observing all morning with Palekit. "Watch it! You could break his shell if you fall on him," Palekit hissed. 

"What shell--hey! Frozenkit, you hit my eye!" 

Human shot an imploring gaze at Pebblefreeze, and this time she nodded in confirmation. Stepping forward, the tom gently detangled his kits. "Are you all right, Tempestkit?

"Mhm," she sniffled slightly. "I'm tough."

"Sorry, Tempest," Frozenkit peered at her sister. "It was an accident."

"It's okay."

"Why don't we all go find a nice spot and curl up, and I can tell you kits a story about the twolegplace?" Human rumbled. 

"Can I stay out here with Palekit?" Tinykit asked.

"I can stay out here and watch him," Pebblefreeze hummed casually. 

"Thank you. You really don't mind-?"

"I don't," Pebblefreeze chuckled. "Go on, but make sure it's an exciting story or they'll be demanding I tell them a different one later."

"Of course," Human purred. With a contented sigh, the tom swept up Frozenkit and Tempestkit with his tail, letting his daughters ride on his back as he padded towards the nursery.

Pebblefreeze rested her chin on her paws, hoping that Bluefern and Newtscar were watching, wherever they might be.

-🐉 (pebblefreeze & human drabble.)

(beetle note: YOU NEVER MISSSSSS THIS IS SO GOOD!!! i love the exploration of pebblefreeze and human's friendship,,,, theyre the silliest)

[sl-newsie]

Spelled: Descendants Halloween Special! 🎃

Summary: The Auradon kids put on a Haunted trail and the VKs, being new to Halloween traditions, decide to check it out. (Based after Descendants 3)

“Why are we doing this again?” Audrey asks in an annoyed tone as she hands Jane an orange banner. “Auradon’s never done a haunted trail. We always do a Halloween dance.”

“We do a dance for everything!” I huff as I set down a tote of pumpkins. “For once I want to do something more interactive.”

Indeed, it seems that nearly every event at Auradon Prep is another ridiculous dance. But this year I finally convinced Ben to do something different: a haunted trail in the Enchanted Forest with a costume contest. And what’s even better is that it’s the VKs first Halloween! This is by far my favorite time of year, no question! The changing leaves, the candy, amazing costumes, and an excuse to be my true witchy self!

Audrey cocks an eyebrow. “I thought you didn’t celebrate Auradon traditions, you know being raised in the woods and all.”

I gawk and put a hand on my hip. “Um, excuse me? I’m the daughter of a witch, Audrey. This is my holiday! And so far from what I’ve seen this haunted trail wouldn’t frighten a kitten. No offense, Jane.”

“None taken!” She steps down from the ladder and seems to get an idea. “Actually, maybe you could help us scare it up a bit? What magic would make it scary?”

I think for a moment. “Definitely a shrieking hex, some lightning jinxes, random bodies…”

“Fake bodies, right?” Audrey asks, slightly nervous.

“Oh you want fake dead bodies?” I grin mischievously. “Very well then. I can also get Binx to sneak up and scare people. He’s good at that.”

In the next three hours we’ve completed the finishing touches, and just in time too. It’s beginning to get dark out and that means it’s almost time to start scaring. It’s no wonder why the VKs are the first to show.

“Mwahaha!” I jump out from behind a tree and find my first victims: Mal, Ben, Jay, Carlos, Celia, and Lonnie. “Welcome, foolish mortals! Dare to test thy fate in the deadwood grove!”

Ben, Carlos, and Lonnie all jump, but the others are less amused.

“Nice scare, Magica. Maybe next you’ll throw a fake spider at me?” Celia smirks.

“Believe me, your terrors are just beginning.” I look around. “Where’s Evie?”

“She and Dizzy are having a Halloween movie marathon with a few others. They’re not really into the whole ‘scary stuff.’” Carlos gives my witch outfit a look-over. “Nice costume. I guess Halloween’s really your thing, huh?”

“Oh yes, this is definitely my favorite holiday!” I cackle. “And I’m pleased to see you all joined in for the costume contest!”

Mal’s a spider queen, Ben’s dressed as a knight, Jay chose to be Frankenstein, Carlos and Dude are matching skeletons, Celia is a venus fly trap, and Lonnie is a fairy.

“You bet!” Dude barks from below and scratches at his costume. “But I’m glad it’s only one night, ‘cause this thing is itchy!”

“What have you got in store for us, Enchantress?” Carlos smirks.

“You’ll have to find out.” I heard them over to the forest entrance, but then we hear someone calling for us to wait. We turn around and find Uma jogging up to join us.

“Harry and Gil are too chicken, so they’re pigging out on candy back on the Isle. Let’s go!”

“What are you dressed up as?” Jane asks as she scans Uma for her costume.

“Myself,” Uma states like it’s obvious.

Carlos gives a stiff nod. “You’re right, that’s scary enough.”

Uma doesn’t get the joke and just keeps walking to the trail entrance, followed by the rest of the VKs. Once they’re inside I wait with Jane and listen, both of us bursting with cackling laughter when the screams start. This means my added enchantments are working! 

Dude comes sprinting out, chased by Binx.

“That cat’s gonna get me!” he barks. “This is all wrong- I’m supposed to be chasing him!”

The frightened canine makes me laugh and I hold up a hand. “Alright, Binx. Let him be.”

The black cat chuckles. “You should have seen how well your magic worked inside! Your aunt would be proud.”

Yes, but for now they’ll be celebrating All Hallow’s Eve elsewhere.

When the VKs rush out they all have cheerful smiles and are laughing like lunatics, all except Carlos.

“Where’s Dude!? Magica have you seen-?”

I point to the dog in question, who’s laying in a pile of leaves. “He’s right there, calm down. Binx was just having a little fun is all.”

He sighs in relief and looks at me with wide eyes. “Th- That was one of the creepiest things I’ve ever seen! Is Halloween always this scary?”

“Yes, especially when you’re dealing with a Sanderson.” I put a hand on his shoulder. “But it’s fun to be scared, isn’t it?”

Carlos lets out a laugh. “Yeah, it kinda is. Right, guys?”

Mal and Ben are laughing from so much excitement, while Uma just shrugs. The others however keep looking around for something.

“I thought there was supposed to be candy?” Celia asks.

I smirk and step over to my cauldron. “It’s candy thou seeks, is it? Well-” I throw in some moon powder and in a big poof! the entire cauldron fills with sweets. “Trick or treat, Auradon!”

Jay whoops in delight and rubs his hands together while approaching the cauldron with a gleam in his eye. “Now this is what I’m talking about! This is what Halloween is all about!”

“Um, uh-uh. It’s about scaring people!” Uma argues.

“I like the costumes!” Jane cheers from the trail entrance.

Everyone starts talking about what they love most about the spooky holiday, but it’s Mal, Ben, and me that just shrug it off.

“Halloween isn’t just a holiday, it’s a lifestyle.” I flick some sparks up and make them appear as ghostly visions. “It doesn't have to be about just one perk.”

“Sparks is right,” Ben agrees as he takes Mal’s hand. “It’s a fun holiday that brings people together, whether it be through getting scared or getting candy.”

Mal nods. “I’m so glad we’re finally getting to try out these fun traditions. It’s a lot more fun than the stuff we do on the Isle.”

Audrey hears this and scoffs. “Really? I thought you VKs would have Halloween as, like, your cult holiday. Isn’t it the type of holiday that your parents basically invented?”

“Not exactly,” Celia speaks up. “It was actually Auradon that decided to use our parents’ evil tricks to turn Halloween into a time for mischief and scary stuff. On the Isle the most we do is carve turnips.”

Her explanation makes everyone’s spirits start to droop, so I wave it off. “Now now, let’s ignore the past and focus on the present. It’s Halloween! Let’s have some fun! Who’s up for getting donuts and cider at Little Miss Muffet’s?” I offer a wide smile. “Binx, you in?”

The black cat lets out a joyful meow. “I’m always up for a trip to town!”

By now the others have started to get excited too. 

“Alright, we’re in!” Jay grabs Carlos and Celia, ushering them toward me. 

Ben and Mal back off. “You guys have fun, we’re going back to meet up with Evie.”

“I’ll go!” Lonnie raises her hand.

“I will too!” Jane joins her. “Audrey?” 

Audrey rolls her eyes. “Fiiine, we’ll go too.” 

The only one left is Uma, who just nods. “I’ve got nothing better going on. Why not?”

“Where’s the car?” Celia asks.

I tilt my head and smile. “Oh, no. This is my holiday, you’re all traveling in style!” I snap my fingers and brooms appear, getting a startled reaction from Audrey.

“No, no, no! I am not riding this death trap!”

“I will!” Lonnie mounts the broom and tries kicking off, only staying grounded. “How does it work?”

“They’re enchanted. Just say ‘fly!’” 

I grab my own broom just as Binx jumps up to perch on my shoulder and we zoom up into the cool night air. When I look back I see the others are following, all with big grins on their faces.

“Wow, have I been missing out!” Jay shouts as he dips up and down. “Trixie, this is so fun!” He flies down and taps Carlos’ shoulder, who swats him away.

“Stop doing that!” Carlos speeds up and meets up with me in front. “Thanks, Magica! This is the best holiday ever!”

I chuckle. “Just wait ‘til you guys try Christmas!”

“What’s that?” Lonnie asks from behind.

“You’ll see!” I say mischievously.

“Happy Halloween, Enchantress!” Carlos calls before flying off to join Jane.

The scene squeezes my heart, but Binx gives my shoulder a light squeeze and I look past it.

“Happy Halloween, Auradon!”

[steddiebang]

death. (pull up to the second window, please)

Author: @acidicbarkbeast l Artist: @kaspurrcat l Artist: @astradews Posting on Saturday, November 25

The fight has been won, and the war is over, but not without its casualties. While Eddie wakes from his coma, he is devastated to find that Steve has, inexplicably, not been so lucky. With doctors at a loss, El recruits Eddie, Robin, and Dustin, to delve into Steve’s sleeping mind, and find what has its claws sunk into their friend and babysitter. What they discover is the bloody mess of Steve’s various past lives— and deaths. The group must not only find the real Steve, but also convince him of his reality; one where Vecna is dead, and where they can finally have some peace.

Keep reading for a sneak preview!

CW; implied suicide, mentions of injury, mentions of death

“Someone’s here already.” Dustin said, pointing. At the shoreline, there was the silhouette of a fellow sitting on a rock, though the dying sun cast them in shadow, “You didn’t accidentally bring anyone else in, did you? I mean, could you?”

El shook her head, eyeing the back of the stranger curiously.

“Do you think it’s some malicious entity?” Robin asked, holding onto Eddie’s arm, “Like an evil spirit? Maybe Steve’s being haunted.”

“No.” The girl tilted her head, calculating. She crept slowly toward the still figure, and the others seemed to hold their breath in anticipation. A few steps behind, they trailed her, shoes rolling over rocks and small pebbles. The person didn’t react to their presence at all, as much as they were making their presence known.

From his distance, Eddie could tell they were wet, as if having been in the water, though they sat perfectly still now. It was only a bit disconcerting, but where supergirls walked, he would trust to follow.

“Steve?” El asked, and all but the boy in question perked up at the name.

Everything clicked suddenly; those broad shoulders, the rumpled camo jacket, the burning red of a dirtied scar looping around his neck. His hair, usually well-tousled and gravity-defying, was flat and plastered to his forehead. He didn’t move.

Eddie looked past an unresponsive Steve, out over the quarry. In the distant middle of the water, protruded some metal arm, and from that, bellowed mouthfuls of opaque exhaust. The smokey plume rose till it dissipated clear into the painted clouds. Eddie could smell it; long put-out, burning fuel. What had happened here?

“Steve.” Dustin tried, and then Robin too. There was another bloated moment of worrying silence, until Steve breathed a quiet sigh, and seemed to come back into himself, like a spirit possessing a body. Still, he said nothing. Eddie walked around the group, placing himself between the water’s bank and Steve’s empty gaze.

“Harrington?” He prompted, and Steve’s wide eyes snapped to him, bright and yet not, like weak sunlight through morning fog.

Eddie inhaled sharply at the fragile state of the younger, cracked like dropped porcelain. One side of his face was bruised a sickly myriad of blues and lilacs, dark splotches where the vessels beneath had burst. A belt of shining stars, pin-pricks of sharded glass, had embedded themselves into the damaged skin, where thin trails of blood trickled down Steve’s jaw and dripped onto his clothes.

“Eddie…?” Steve wondered, squinting as much as he was able. A spider web of blown veins washed the eye on his bad side a pale red, lids puffy and purple. That eye was duller than the other, half-way swollen, and seemed to track him lazily. He chuckled airily, “I must really be losing it.”

“‘Evie?” Robin pleaded, a wobble to her voice, “What happened?”

Looking down at his hands, Steve’s fingers spasmed. He clenched them into trembling fists, and instinctively began running his thumbs over his smallest knuckles. Still looking away, only mildly delirious, he mumbled, “I thought it would work. I thought it would hold— It was supposed to.” He shook his head forcefully, “I had no choice. ‘Always the idiot.”

Eddie took the liberty to walk to his other side, where he could closer see the punch of dried blood matted into his hair. He couldn’t make any sense of things. Why were they at the quarry of all places? Why was Steve all beat up? Did he get into an accident?

El stepped forward, frame strong and face unmoored. It wasn’t out of stoicness, but of compassioned knowing, understanding that the sooner they completed their duty, the sooner they could comfort Steve in the waking world. She said, “We are here to save you. You are dreaming. You need to come with us, and wake up.”

He turned to her fully, raising his head from his slumped shoulders. The setting sun sparkled across the beads of glass knitted into his cheek. It was almost ethereal, “Dreaming…?” He breathed, looking sad, “I can’t wake up. I’m dead.”

Read more on November 25!

[laurelindebear]

Finally saw the Mummy 25th anniverary release in the cinema yesterday and AAAAAAAAHHHHH IT'S SO GOOD ON THE BIG SCREEN. I know it's not all accurate (either to the various parts of ancient Egypt or 1920s Egypt/North Africa) but it's just gorgeous, from the opening shot of 'Thebes' to the golden desert panoramas to giant 15-foot-tall Ardeth on a huge screen aaaaaaaaaaah I'm dead.

I had cuddly baby Horus and his handmade tagelmust with me the whole time, I wore my Key of Hamunaptra earrings, I wore my Medjai necklace, I wore my Ardeth t-shirt. I've never been to the movies alone but I loved every second.

I can't remember if I've even been to the cinema since Covid and I think I missed it more than I realised. I'm not a huge film buff, and we've got a big tv (my partner is an avid tv viewer). But when it comes to some shots, the panoramas, the detail in the close-ups, the shots that are there for unabashed visual aesthetic - like maybe my favorite shot of all time, Wall-E reaching out to touch the swirl of ice/rocks as he clings to the Axiom - the cinema screen gives an immersiveness the tv can't match.

I'd seen it last week again as well, with a friend who'd never seen it, and between the two I noticed some things I hadn't before, or had forgotten. So this is gonna be long and rambly and full of questions and observations.

The brownface and imperialism is bad. Some of it I guess is period-accurate, and partly to indicate that certain characters aren't great people/are earning their grisly deaths (Chamberlain and the Americans). But a lot of it is inexcusable. Omid Djalili's performance is pretty over-the-top (and he is afaik Iranian and not Arab), a lot of 'Egyptian' characters clearly aren't (even beyond the main cast, all of Imhotep's priests look like White guys in gold paint to me. Some of the Medjai eg the one with the hook are also in brownface.)

A lot of local diggers and Medjai are killed in the Medjai raids and the plagues and it's not really acknowledged much. You'd think Ardeth would still have some hard feelings about Rick/Evy/Jon having killed people he's known all his life but maybe you have to develop a different view of violence and death when your whole life is centred on stopping the end of the world.

When the heroes are fleeing from the museum, they crash the car and run a short distance away. Rick, Ardeth and Jonathan escape via a manhole to get to Winston at the airfield. When they arrive at the airfield, they seem to be in the same car. How?

Why does Evy seem to be waking up on the slab? When we last saw her she was wide awake and chastising Beni. Feels like something was cut here.

The Medjai with the hook also has the following tattoos on his cheek: Gardiner's sign U6 or U7 (mr) and 2x H6 or (I think) M17 (y or j). What is ymr or mry? 'Beloved'? Is Anck's name in there too? What do they all mean? I must know! Would it be weird if I tried to write to the designers and artists from the film about it?

Some of the Medjai (or other workers) performing the Hom Dai have no tattoos on their arms. Most of the Medjai have tattoos which include one of the eye symbols (Eye or Horus or Eye of Ra) on their shoulders. Sidenote, I think Ardeth should have worn the old-timey Medjai outfit just once, for science. (Good thing we have the amazing @minilev to imagine it for us.)

The Hamunaptra cat is really totally out of the bag by the end of it. Not only is there treasure and archaeological finds (sadly not the Book of Amun-Ra, dammit Jonathan 😜) but Cairo had about 5 simultaneous (super)natural disasters. Ain't no covering that up. They're gonna need to recruit a lot more Medjai. (I volunteer! It will not go well for me though. I would be the worst Medjai of all time.)

Did Patricia Velasquez play the mummified version of Anck as well?

Who was Imhotep going to sacrifice the first time? One of his priests?

Was already thinking about this before I rewatched it but...the law is distinctly that no other man may touch Anck-su-namun. Has anyone written an AU where Anck and Nefertiri fall in love and escape Seti together? 👀 (I know he treats Nefertiri ok but Anck is clearly not a happy and willing participant in their relationship.) I would read that. (No, me, you already have half a dozen stories you'll never finish. Don't even think about it.)

Where are the camels at the end from? Didn't they all get ridden back after the first time they left Hamunaptra? And I thought there were more horses than camels, anyway.

Ardeth really was supposed to die, it was so clear. He was fist-fighting mummies and then had dynamite thrown at him. I'm not even slightly sad he survived (it's my favorite plot hole of all time!) but...how. Thank you Stephen Sommers for your vision. 🙌

Jonathan's face-journey for his 'Iiiiimhooooteeeeep' line is even more amazing on the big screen. I remember why my sister and I loved it so much. John Hannah and Jonathan are very underrated IMO.

Kevin J O'Connor also underrated. Beni is a weasel through and through...but Kevin plays him so, so well.

What does Beni say in ?Hungarian when Rick confronts him in the egyptologist's office? And how does he understand Imhotep - magic? I can buy he'd learn protective prayers in 10 different languages, but translating Middle Egyptian is another thing entirely.

Evy and Rick doing the 'I love you' 'I know' thing with just their eyes when Evy goes with Imhotep to try to save them. SO GOOD.

Has Brendan Fraser ever been hotter than when Rick first catches sight of Evy after her Bedouin makeover? (Which, coincidentally, has been living rent-free in my head ever since...it's almost an anti-niqab since the sheerness and beading on the veil arguably draw more attention to her and her eyes but...damn girl. 😍

Evy's delight at getting to Hamunaptra on her camel and finally getting to do field work is delightful, it's infectious, it's a pure joy to watch. As a female lead who could so easily have been an ineffectual trophy, she holds her own and carries the film as an equal protagonist to Rick in her own right. And I love her for it.

Evy and Jon are one of the better portrayals of siblings I can think of offhand. They have just the right mix of ride-or-die familial bond and squabbling.

Ardeth Bay's cheekbones cut more deadly than his sword tbqfh. (oops. but it's true.)

I should stop talking because this is so long. But if anyone wants to talk about anything Mummy-related, my inbox is very open!

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Assassin’s Creed characters And what they would be for Halloween

(in my opinion…)

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DESMOND: To be honest, I see Desmond as a fan of the iconic slasher movies so I see him dressing up as Michael Myers all the way, because it's iconic, comfy, and he gets to carry a bloody knife. The closest thing to an Assassin he can get. 👍✨

SHAUN: Shaun is definitely going as a lazy sheet ghost and you can't convince me otherwise... 🤷🏻‍♀️ (he be under that sheet judging…)

REBBECA: She is totally going as an 80’s punk rocker, maybe even dressed up like a member of KISS. 🤘✨

ALTAÏR: He would probably dress up as Ghostface because Desmond made him do it. 👌

MALIK: He is 100% going as a Ghostbuster, why? Because he’s not afraid of no ghost… 😎👻

EZIO: Definitely a vampire, no need to explain.🧛🦇💋🌹

CONNOR: Honestly, I see Connor gladly being a werewolf because…i mean… The man built like one tbh… 🐺🌕

EDWARD: Jack Sparrow, duh… 🏴‍☠️⚓🍾☠️✨

ARNO: Daryl from The Walking Dead, Why? Because he has the hair for it, that's why. (Not just saying that because Daryl in France now…) 👏✨🧟

JACOB: Beetlejuice, because we all know he could pull it off… 🤷🏻‍♀️✨

EVIE: Wednesday Adams, tbh she’d be iconic ��👌🖤🕷️🕸️

BAYEK: Mummy, I mean c’mon… Why would he pass that opportunity up? Plus he be mighty fine looking in it too… ✨👌✨🧻👀

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HAYTHAM: Would be a cop, why? Because… He said so… 👮🚨

SHAY: Headless Horseman, because he be stylin’ like that~ ✨🐎🎃👍

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If you want anyone added comment below~! ✨✌️

Also! If you have other ideas, place them below too. 👌✨🧡

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Because I am feral for pre-game durge x Gortash cause villains in love that I don't actually have to roleplay is very fun for me to write about!

here are my headcanons for each of my Durges and their relationship with Gortash was.

Spoilers for the entirety of dark urge

Lilith x Gortash

Lilith has very low self esteem which stays a constant even when the game starts, yes this is because she sees herself as nothing but a monster. But oh boy Gortash came into the picture he started to compliment her and most likely told her "You know you aren't a monster they think you are" and she was so desperate to hear that from ANYONE that she ate it up

Like the whole plan to take over the sword coast and such was given to her by bhaal and she just figured "Okay I'll do it if it gets you off my back" and then Gortash most likely pitied her cause she didn't have anyone to talk to about stuff and just ended up opening up to Gortash and he probably felt bad that she was just kind of doing this so she could maybe have a normal life.

Lilith fully would sometimes use the excuse of "Gortash told me not to kill that person" so bhaal wouldn't punish her. It's not like bhaal is going to ruin the whole plan just cause Lilith is lying so she doesn't have to kill someone like that would be stupid.

After sometime of spending time together and just spending late nights talking and getting to know each other and several glasses of wine most likely or whatever other drinks. the two of them fuck and then Lilith confesses she feels quite deeply for the man, prompting Gortash to of course brush it off at first cause they're drunk.

After a while, though the two can no longer deny their feelings and start up a relationship they keep on the down low for the most part. Also keeping it on the down low in case things fall horribly apart either because of bhaal or some other reason they are both aware that this could go horribly wrong but it's something they both enjoy and don't want to let go of quite yet.

Of course it does go horribly wrong in a way neither could predict, and what makes it worse is Lilith was going to forsake the entire plan and just ask Gortash to marry her and run away. Now I like to imagine Orin hualed Lilith's body all the way to Gortash's office and then threw the corpse at him and Gortash heartbroken didn't know what to do so he tried his best to make it better and basically her corpse sent off to the colony in hopes that maybe one of the necromancers would raise her from the dead and well his wishes came true.

During this time that Lilith goes full feral he comes to visit her under the guise of just making sure things are going smoothly all the while just taking his time to mourn the loss of his lover. Now during this time I fully believe that Lilith had a note with a ring ready to give Gortash and he actually found it on Lilith's body and has kept it ever since.

Now onto the other pairing who is way more chill then Lilith is

Siliin(she/they) x Gortash

Siliin does have self-esteem issues but this is mainly whenever they get into the main game. Otherwise they just cant be bothered to look down on herself.

She concocted the plan by herself and started to put the plan into motion before realizing they needed help and then finding Gortash. Realizing the two of them work together well fully welcomed him into the fray soon after.

Siliin is more of a freak in actual weird fucked up ways then Lilith is and Siliin really isn't as disgusted by their urges as Lilith is. Like Siliin likes to indulge sometimes while Lilith will indulge but more out of habit then actually want to. Meanwhile Siliin they enjoy the fucked up shit, yeah you wanna eat this flesh off a corpse hell yeah brother they're all for it you go!

Now Siliin is not evil by any means, yeah she's fucked up in the brain but like she's not really going to go out of her way to be a bad person cause it just isn't what she feels like doing. Like besies the urges she has no real drive to do evil things.

Now Siliin also doesn't have a drive to really do good things either and therefore that's kind of why they work as a the dark urge cause they just do whatever is easiest and submitting to the urges is easier then fighting of course once they get into the game they actually do put in a little more effort.

Most of their lack comes from the fact they are constantly depressed about their life, but Gortash comes into the fray and suddenly they actually feel like they have a reason to keep on going. Like they don't know what it is about this guy that gives them the energy to keep going but she really likes it.

Like Siliin enjoys their late night talks and meetings and wine nights together. Eventually Siliin realizes that she has fallen for the guy, they don't really mind of course they just keep it to themselves for a while.

Until one day they are talking to someone and she gets asked what she thinks of Gortash and Siliin just gets really excited actually about getting to gush over her favorite person. Gortash overhears and realizes that Siliin might like him a little to much.

They two have a talk and Siliin admits to feelings right off the bat and Gortash accepts these feelings admitting he's been feeling the same and the two agree to start a courtship of sorts or as much of one as they can have.

They are having little dates and late-night walks together and sharing chaste kisses fairly wholesome stuff and then they go back to his home and they have some baller sex. Like full of passion and kisses and just all-around pretty good.

Then fast forward Siliin starts to just not care about the plan anymore and just wants to leave it all behind and run away with Gortash, now this time Siliin does end up telling Gortash the plan and he cant agree to it. They are to far in the plan for this to happen and this sends Siliin into a deeper depression than they already were making them an easy target for Orin.

Now Gortash doesn't visit Siliin like he did Lilith cause he cant bare to face her, cause he fully blames himself for the state Siliin has gotten in.

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CJ Hook Book remarkable stuff post

So I finally got to honor my obsession for the hooks and got the book in a questionable matter, and I finally read it!!! So I'm publishing a bunch of stuff about the book that I found rather interesting

Her aroace ass😭

CJ has trust issues and if this isn't a proof of it idk what it is

evily silly

Ofc Hook used to tell his children stories most of the time

Also CJ is DEADLY afraid of cocodriles, there are more bits in the book that say this but I'm using this as the highlight

Girl is also afraid of fairies (and is told another couple times in the book) (can't blame her)

It kinda breaks my heart to know VKs don't even have access to proper clean water in that isle (if beast has no haters I'm dead)

The hook habits 😭

1- I think that, maybe Hook was the least awful to CJ because her siblings were always shielding her, but as seen here, they couldn't always protect her.

2- *pats the hook siblings heads* these three can storage so much trauma and emotional repression!

her dad's mannerisms? Who knows

"oh hell naw" - calista jane hook

My girl just wants to make her family proud ok :(

EVIE 😭

I just love the fact that CJ just covered freddie so that she could have a better life, even if that's not the life that she wants for herself and even if that means losing her, and that she just really wants to be a pirate that badly lmao, she's my baby :(

Tbh sometimes I couldn't tell if I was reading an official book or an incorrect quotes thing

anyways this can help as a source of little facts (? Trivia (? Who knows! But I hope this can help the other 4 hook siblings/cj enjoyers ^^