#I recently watched epic

[lumpywhump]

angry whumpee's with a whumper that whumps sunshine character to hurt angry further... but whumper is noticing that they like whumping sunshine more than angry

[mandareeboo]

I very much recommend watching Epic the Musical on Youtube.

I know a little about it! Mostly through animatics. I've heard all of "The Horse and the Infant" from ROTTMNT but all I really recall of it is the infant section I heard more recently in a LMK one. I've also seen "Get in the Water", male and female version, but I heard the female version first for an animatic of Hama that's now on Youtube (First link is tumblr, second is youtube).

Everything I've heard so far is a bang-up job! I just keep forgetting to actually check it out.

[the-evil-dead]

George A. Romero's Martin (1977)

[happydragon]

How we feeling everybody?

Alternatively, because it's also tomorrow

[gotstabbedbyapen]

A wild Hyacinthus has appeared

https://youtu.be/dA8R3XNdXjQ?si=zmwYa85HU0kiHlJH

Nice animatic there butttttt I skipped all 5 minutes of the video, only care for the few seconds where Hyacinthus was on screen 😜

[arthyritis]

Poseidon: "That Cyclops you made blind... is mine."

Me, a Subnautica fan:

[importantdestinydefendor]

Chapter 130 (YAY) thoughts/rambles

Okay, time for my peace of mind!

Hilmes expration on the first page!

Innocentis reaction to the sword nearly missing him lol. Just straight up faints (I would not have been better)

okay flashback time!

VAHRIZ *sobs*

Daryun, the man that you are! You do not know what you do to me!

(Especially that last panel of him training Arslan! *faints*)

ahem enough of that!

Oh, new tid-bit of Gilan! Of course, Narsus was the one who thought of that move! But I do like that Gieve was the one who taught Arslan it.

Nice one Arslan!

GIEVE! That is such a cool panel, holy!

But sad that Hilmes would have lost either way... Now he at least has his life still

ZANDEH MY BOY! How he didn't hesitate!

Saam! Ugh my boyyys!

Alfarid my baby precious! One of my favourit moments of this chapter truly! The understanding between her and Arslan! *violently sobs*

Zandeh kneels? In front of Arslan?? Saams little bow of gratetude when they leave??? My heart! (Also, Arakawa. How does Saams chin get squarer every chapter??? My man is turning into a rectangle!))

Oh I do not like that snake! Not one bit!

Oof Andragoras is menacing! The way he stomps in, how Alfarid and Elam just stare in fear..

and even though everyone is tense Arslan doesn't falter nor move an inch - same for Daryun and Narsus!

YES, Arslan! Stick it to the man!

well would you look at that! Andragoras can be soft. Over 15 years to late, my man

"Your majesty" AAAAAAAH. Suck on that, Andycakes! You won't have any emotional control over Arslan anymore!

STEP BACK FROM MY CHILD, YOU SICK FUCKER!

How the fuck does Andragoras have the lungs to yell that loud! To not only shake the people in the tower but the goddamn tower itself!?!?!

but still, neither Arslan nor Daryun or Narsus budge! They must have some really strong mentallity by now to stand there. Because I would have already jumped out of the tower just going "Nope, not gonna do this."

JESUS CHRIST Innocentis gave me a jumpscare!

(also nice touch that Andragoras only calls him "Innocentis". I don't know, that just jumped out to me (edit: just saw Elams face lol))

Gods, possessed Innocentis really freeks me out. How strong he is

even after Andragoras smashes his elbow in his face, Innosentis just drags - no, carrys - him across the room and yeets the two of them out the window

damn, that last panel is somber in it's simplicity

Bonus! some Au thoughts

Azar coming up behind Andragoras when he stands in the room and holding a sword to his neck

Andragoras being the usual dick he is berates her

she also doesn't budge (because she stubborn like that lol)

I though that would be a nice full circle moment/call back to the first chapter of the Au since there are a lot of them in this ArSen chapter

but Azar gets grabbed by Andragoras and thrown across the room by him ragdoll-style (since Azar isn't that strong compared to him)

Azar crashes into the wall besides Daryun

the others see that she has arrows stuck in her back (aka the leather/armor) and some scratchs from a fight trying to keep Farah's army from coming up the tower

then the whole thing with Innocentis happens

before we can take a breather Farah opens a portal under Alfarid and Azar catapults herself forward to grab her

but also falls in with her (we see another pov of Azar and Alfarid falling spotting Gieve having the same fate)

Chabik (covered in blood) appears and tries to grab the two (same goes for Daryun and Elam) but fails

they watch helpleslly as their friends fall and the portal closes

and the same events that I last talked happen: that Farzin asks Saam for help and they all go to Maar

This will be updated with every new chapter we have since this is the transition to the fanon part of the story.

[wr3nns]

So my roommate and I are quarantined together because we both got COVID together, and I convinced them to listen to the entirety of Epic: the Musical (which, if you didn't know, is a musical retelling of the Odyssey and is full of absolutely GORGEOUS music made by extremely skilled peoples, but it is a retelling of the Odyssey so it gets dark and sad sometimes). They then did so in one sitting, and I wrote down their comments for the entire time because we were stuck together and they had a lot to say. (Don't worry, they gave permission for me to post this to "the forums" because the people would like it, even though I didn't ask to. Great fun, this roommate.)

(I think it's worth noting that I've gotten into the habit of saying "like the musical?" whenever they say "epic", which is quite frequently. We happen to be the pinnacle of humor.)

If you still haven't listened to Epic, go do that and then come back here (it's only a little under 2 hours as of writing this!). The following contains spoilers up through the Wisdom Saga and Hold Them Down (which has not been released yet but there are clips, and I hope that's the actual title but I don't know).

Final warning! Go listen to it if you haven't! You can find it on YouTube and Spotify, probably other places as well but those are the ones I know of.

Heads up for strong language. My roommate swears.

"Full speed ahead = this guy loves his wife"

"Fire but no smoke???? Guys do NOT go to that island"

"Bro do not go to the cave. Bro, they're going to the cave, fucking idiots."

"Bruhhhh… all his men are getting hit by the club! Dumbass. That's why you don't go into the fucking cave."

"Broooo… these guys are DEFINITELY gonna open the bag! I mean cuz there are like four other parts… so there's no way they make it home."

"Bruh… fucking idiots… opening the bag!"

"Yoooo, Poseidon just showed up!"

"Wouldn't you like is FIREEEE"

"Brooo… this guy's gonna cheat on his wife with a nymph."

"Bro this guy's cheatin' on his wife! This guy's cheatin' on his wife! Guys! This guy's cheatin' on his wife!"

"Mmmm… is he gonna cheat on his wife? I feel like it's implied that he's gonna cheat on his wife. Because that's what happened in the book, he had sex with everybody. Then he got home and got mad at his wife. But HE'S the slut!"

"Oh he's not cheating on his wife."

"Bruh… he lowkey wants to cheat on his wife. He kinda wants to cheat on his wife! Okay, whatever."

"Oh, well the prophet is dead. Oh shit they gotta go to the underworld!"

"Uh oh it's the underworld time! Wait I'm almost at the Monster Energy song."

"Oh shit 558 men died because of this guy? Oh it's all his dead men being like, what the hell."

"BRUHHH HIS MOM DIED??? Goddamn. Bruh his mom died while he was gone, that's so sad!"

"Come on… come on… monster! Yes!"

"Whatever. No longer you is taking 3 million years to end, hurry up!"

They made this instead of listening to the song and had to go back to actually hear it:

"Well now he's gonna be evil for real because everyone's telling him ruthlessness is mercy. And he's like, well if everyone's telling me to do it."

"Ooh thunder saga, I bet it's Zeus. Epic Zeus moment!"

"Wait he has a daughter? I thought he had a son. Oh I bet it's an evil siren thing."

"Bro he's getting tricked, his ass is getting tricked!"

"This guy's… this guy's crazy. This guy's getting tricked! It's not Penelope!"

"Oh he knew that, he knew it. Whatever. Whatever. Okay. It's so fucking emo."

"Haha he doesn't have a daughter. I remembered."

"Bruh, everyone's mad at him for missing his wife. You'd let your men die to see your wife? Um, why don't you just survive? Skill issue."

"Oh my god fucking dumbass killed the cow. Idiot idiot idiot. Apollo's gonna get your fucking ass. Dude! These guys keep killing cattle that don't belong to them."

"Ooh this is awesome. Odysseus has to choose between his own life and his men. I feel like he's gonna choose his own life. Because they all suck and they're fucking stupid."

"Oooh, who is he gonna choose, I feel like he's gonna choose himself! Because his crew is all fucking stupid!"

"(gasp) he picked himself! Because he loves his wife so much!"

"(gasp)"

"Oh it's his son or whatever."

"Everyone wants to fuck his mom!"

"Don't call her a tramp."

"Awesome Athena moment."

"No, Athena! Don't blame yourself for Odysseus being a piece of shit. He kinda did that to himself."

"Is it mean to think his son is kind of annoying?"

"I just like Athena when she's being kind of mean. Like I don't care that she's being nice right now."

"Bruh! Oh my god he just keeps getting trapped. Stupid."

"Everyone wants Odysseus. I feel like it would be more interesting if he cheated on his wife."

"I guess it would be too much like Hamilton if he cheated on his wife."

"Bro he's gonna kill himself!"

"That's so annoying. If he's just gonna kill himself after killing all his men… I don't know…"

"Oh Aphrodite's voice is so epic."

"Oh they just made him not cheat on his wife so that Hera would like him!"

"That was fire! That was pretty epic!"

Bonus, re: Telemachus Me: "Be nice to him!" Them: "I'll probably like him more after they try to kill him. You can write that one down too."

[wrongcaitlyn]

idk how big the overlap is between these two fandoms but as an epic and arcane fan. like. have we properly talked about the fact that fortiche is making a production abt penelope bc it just clicked in my head??

[fruity-legos]

nova

[froggyrights-archive]

So high energy tonight I need to start exercising again I'm driving myself insane

[catsafari25]

Okay so I've finally seen Wish, which was a trip after all the talk I've seen about the villain being Right.

Because I can see what ppl mean about not granting all wishes willy nilly but, like, I felt there was more of an emphasis on the king not allowing ppl to take their wishes back? It was less "you should grant all wishes" and more "if you know you're not going to grant them, you should return them to their owners so ppl can pursue them themselves"

Idk perhaps it comes from the worldbuilding, the magic especially, being fairly thin. It feels like the rules for how wish magic works are just there to make the magic do what the writers need it to do, rather than being a cohesive plot detail. How much control does the king have over how the wishes are granted? What is inherently bad about the evil magic? If stars grant wishes then why can't Star? Do people develop new wishes as they get older? Why do ppl only have One Wish fully formed by 18?

Plus I thought the film was going to end with a "you can't just rely on someone to magically make your dreams come true, you've gotta take responsibility for them" message, which it tries to, but then also makes Asha a fairy godmother, so ppl can still just have their wishes magically granted??

(I have other issues with the film, chiefly the lacklustre songs, the tragic backstory hinted and then dropped, the sometimes blinding or shoved-in references to other Disney movies, but the villain having a point wasn't the part that broke it for me. Idk I think Once Upon a Studio should have been the Disney homage, and Wish allowed to be its own story)

[lyricsandpapers]

Every time I see a tumblr ad my first thought is “ooo new ad in my ecosystem”

Anyways hey tumblr bring back my fuked shirt ads i dont care about the dog scrapbook

[ambersky0319]

Amber I literally just finished epic the musical today and I opened tumblr to find you reblogging a bunch of stuff about it when it's just so recently consumed my mind. Perfect timing and thank you

Lmao happy about my timing then!!! I finished epic a few weeks ago and it has been occupying every thought of mine since

[multi-fandom-imagine]

Bro I’ve been following you for—I kid you not—years. And I’ve always been more of a lurker, but now that you’re writing for the single greatest hyperfixation I’ve ever had, I just had to come in and request some Epic from one of my favorite drabble blogs lol. Could I kindly request something Poseidon related? Perhaps to the same prompt as your most recent Ares one? 👉🏽👈🏽

A/n: STOOOPP! This is the sweetest thing ever! Of course! I will be happy too.

Poseidon’s Favorite Places He and You His Wife Have Had Sex.

(Or: The God of the Sea and His Eternal Obsession with You)

Poseidon is a god of power, a force of nature itself. But when it comes to you, his wife, his divine equal, his greatest love.

He is insatiable.

The ocean is vast, endless, eternal.

And so is his hunger for you.

1. Beneath the Waves – Where No Mortal Can Breathe, But You Can

The first time Poseidon took you beneath the waves, it had been an act of trust.

You had been standing on the shore, your feet sinking into wet sand, waves curling around your ankles like an invitation.

Poseidon had appeared from the sea itself, rising from the water with effortless grace, his dark hair dripping, his storm-blue eyes burning with something possessive.

He had extended his hand. “Come with me.”

And you had trusted him because why wouldn't you, he was your world.

The water had wrapped around you, pulling you into the depths.

For a moment, there had been nothing but the crushing silence of the deep, the pressure of the ocean folding around you.

But then—you could breathe.

You could see the world of the sea, the glowing coral, the silver fish darting between ruins of lost civilizations.

And then—you felt him.

Poseidon had pinned you against a smooth rock formation, his body pressing into yours, the water swirling around you like a living thing.

“Here,” he had whispered, his lips trailing against your throat. “Where no mortal has ever touched.”

His hands explored every inch of you, slow, reverent, claiming you as the queen of his realm.

And when he finally thrust into you, filling you completely, the ocean itself trembled with his pleasure.

The waves above swelled and crashed violently against the shore, a reflection of the storm between you.

And in that moment—you became more than just his wife.

You became his sea, his tide, his storm.

2. On the Edge of a Storm, Where the Wind and Rain Bow to Him

Poseidon is the god of storms, of the untamed sea, of the power that churns beneath the surface.

And sometimes, when his desire for you is too overwhelming, too fierce, too all-consuming—

The world feels it.

The last time he had pulled you to him in the middle of a storm, you had been standing on the deck of a ship, watching the sky darken, the wind howling through the sails.

Poseidon had appeared from nowhere, materializing with the storm itself, his expression dark, ravenous.

“You tempt me,” he had murmured, pushing you against the mast, the rain soaking through your clothes.

You had shivered—not from cold, but from the heat in his eyes, the way his wet hands slid over your skin, rough and unyielding. Whimpers leaving your lips as lightning had cracked across the sky when he lifted you into his arms, wrapping your legs around his waist, grinding against you until you were gasping his name.

The ship had rocked violently, caught in the force of his passion, the sea itself obeying the god that ruled it.

And when he finally thrust into you, deep and hard, claiming you as his own amidst the chaos—

The ocean had roared with him.

The crew had whispered stories of a goddess among them, of a storm conjured by love and desire.

And Poseidon had only grinned, brushing his lips over your ear, whispering, “Let them fear us.”

⸻

3. In His Temple, Where He Worships You Like a Goddess

Poseidon may be a god.But to him, so are you.

And he proves it every time he lays you down upon the marble altar in his temple, beneath the flickering torches, where the scent of salt and incense fills the air.

He does not rush, does not ravish you in hunger.

No.

Here, he takes his time.

Here, he kneels before you, his hands trailing over your thighs, parting them slowly as if he is preparing to make an offering.

And when his mouth finds you, when his tongue moves with practiced devotion—

You realize that he is the one who worships.

Poseidon, the god who commands the seas, who holds dominion over storms and earthquakes, kneels for you.

He devours you like you are the ocean itself, like he will drown in you, like he would rather die than stop.

And when you finally fall apart beneath him, crying his name, gripping his hair—

Only then does he rise, his eyes dark with reverence, with love, with obsession.

And he takes you slowly, deeply, endlessly—

Because you are not just his queen.You are his everything.

4. On the Shores of His Kingdom, Where the Tide Kisses Your Skin

There is something about the beach at dusk, when the tide is high and the world is quiet.

It is here that Poseidon finds you the most beautiful.

You had been standing in the shallow water, your dress wet, clinging to your curves, your eyes locked onto his with quiet defiance.

“Come to me,” he had commanded.

And you had refused, just to tease him.

So he had come to you instead.

The next thing you knew, you were on your back in the wet sand, Poseidon above you, his body pressing you down as the waves washed over you both.

“You are impossible,” he growled, but there was a grin in his voice, amusement in the way he kissed you—hard, claiming, relentless.

And then he pushed into you, deep and slow, the water swirling around your bodies, the tide rising in rhythm with his movements.

You had cried out, gripping his shoulders, gasping against his lips as he moved with the ocean, each thrust pushing you further into ecstasy.

The sea had witnessed your love, cradled your bodies, carried the sounds of your pleasure into the wind.

And when you finally collapsed against him, spent and breathless, he had only whispered—

“You are mine. And I will never let you go.”

You are his goddess and he will make it so, because no one will be brave enough to take you from him.

Poseidon is a god of many things.

But when it comes to you, his wife, his love, his greatest treasure—

There is only one truth.

He will have you anywhere, everywhere, in the ocean, in storms, in temples, in the sand.

Because you are his, he is yours.

And he will spend eternity proving it.

[straykidsnerd255]

I'm Yours, Truly

Title: I’m Yours, Truly

Pairing: Sung Jinwoo (w/system) x Female Reader

Genre: Fluff with a hint of angst at the beginning

Song: Would you fall in love with me again- Ithaca Saga Epic the musical

Rating: G

Warning(s): Jinwoo leaves for a raid that takes 15 years to complete even with the help of other National Hunters signing up to help, Jinwoo is 30, the reader is 29, Jinwoo and the reader are married with a son (Spoiler- its Suho)

Prompt: “You’re the most important thing to me”

Summary: You hadn’t seen your husband in 15 years. Your heart ached for his return, begging the gods above to bring your beloved back to you. Your son, Suho, had pointed to the man in the photos that sat on the tv stand, asking you in a small voice, “Mom, when will dad come back home?” Your heart aches waiting for the man you loved more than the air you breathe. The moment he appeared in your living room, blood soaked clothes, a tired smile and shining eyes, the simple words leaving his mouth making your heart sing, “I love you.”

Word Count: 1464

A/n: It was recently brought to my attention that Jinwoo is one word and not two separate words like I have been writing in my one-shots, so I deeply apologize for my mistake on that.

Behind the collaboration: Me and @fairy-writes took the same character, same prompt and wrote. We wanted to see how different our writing styles were, so enjoy!

Her One-Shot linked HERE

Sitting in the chair that belonged to your husband, knees tucked to your chest, you stare out the window, the sun beaming down on the freshly bloomed roses. Your heart beating painfully in your chest as a fresh wave of tears filled your eyes. It had been 15 years since you last saw your husband. Months before the raid was to take place, you and Jinwoo were graced with your pregnancy. Your first child, a baby boy. Jinwoo had fused over you during the 8 months he would be with you, fluffing your pillow, massaging your swollen ankles, waking up at the most random times to get you food you were craving. All with the biggest smile on his lips. When he left for the raid, you were due a month later. 

Giving birth to your son without Jinwoo by your side was a harsh blow to your emotions. You were depressed, scared that your son would never see his father. Holding your baby, tears filled your eyes. He looked just like him. You little baby boy looked just like Jinwoo. Pressing soft kisses to your baby boy's head made your heart ache a little less but the ache was still there. Still a stark reminder that your husband was on a mission, a raid that could very well end his life. You kept your hopes up though. Smiling as the small bundle in your arms moved closer to your warmth.

“Mother,” Your son's voice pulled you from your thoughts.

Suho, your 15 year old son, stood in the doorway, his eyes swollen from crying. You stood from the chair and quietly walked towards your son. You place a hand on his shoulder and the other on his face. You watched as Suho heaved before breaking down and rushing into your arms. You held your son for a moment, your own heart breaking at the fact your sweet, baby boy had to grow up for 15 years without a father. Pulling away from your arms, Suho tried his best to stop his tears, but they would not stop. 

“Mother, when will father come back home?” His words gripped at your heart like the hands of a desperate monster clawing towards the light. You swallowed the lump in your throat, tears threatening to spill. “I don’t know. The raid should be over by now, we just have to wait.” You whispered, watching the pain swirl in your son's eyes. “I just want the pain to stop. I can’t take the comments that are being made towards me mom. The sick, and twisted comments about you. I just can’t.” he whispered the last words, twisting the knife like pain in your heart. Suho’s hands clenched as his body shook. 

You wanted to take your son's pain.

You wanted to take your son’s pain and bear his pain. You didn’t want your son to feel the burden that he was feeling. The pain that was eating away at the sweet, and happy little boy. The boy that had the brightest of smiles, the twinkle of wonder in his eyes. Now, the boy before you only felt dread, fear, and longing for someone that you believed had long since passed. 

Jinwoo was the first love you had ever had, the first kiss, the first real relationship. He was your first in everything. Now, he may be gone. He may have bitten off more than he could chew this time. Didn’t matter that multiple national rank hunters and s-rank hunters had gone to help, all that mattered was that this mission had most likely killed your husband and took your son’s father from him. 

You looked at your son, studied the way his body shifted, the way his eyes darted around. The pain that lay behind his gray eyes as he wiped the tears from them, trying to appear strong even though you could see right through him. You could see the pain laid bare before you, and it hurt you more than you could express in words. Seeing your son, have to hold his tears when someone asked where his father was. Your heart wailed in pain as the memories that you and Jinwoo had together before his departure.

Suho blinked his eyes, blurring you and everything for a moment. Suho wanted nothing more than to see his father in person. The photos that lined the tv stand, or that sat in the hallway didn’t do the justice he thought it would have. It didn’t give him a glimpse as to what his father was like. He loved that you did your best to tell him about his father, but not being able to be held by him made him realize he was missing his father’s warmth. 

Opening your mouth, you go to comfort your son, but a familiar feeling fills your chest. The warmth that you had been missing for the last 15 years of yours and your son's life. The warmth that melted the coldness that had once filled your heart. The warmth that made your heart soar and sing. Turning around, you’re met with a sight that nearly brought you to your knees. Your husband, clothed in tattered clothing, blood soaked and worn from the fight, stood in front of you and your son, his eyes shining with unshed tears, a smile that could rival even the sun. Your son moved faster than you and rushed to his father, slamming himself into Jinwoo’s chest, sobbing as his father was finally home. 

Suho’s hands gripped his father’s shirt tightly, refusing to let go. The fear that he could disappear before his eyes squeezed his heart. Jinwoo held him just as tightly, his muscles tense with how tightly he was holding his son. “Oh my son, how I have longed to see you. You have grown into such a handsome young man.” Jinwoo refused to let his son go. He couldn’t, not when he had missed 15 years of his son's life for a stupid mission. Suho buried his face in his fathers chest, taking in his warmth, the way it felt like a massive blanket covered him. “I have missed you so father.” Suho whispered, before moving away from his father, turning to you, a gentle smile on your lips as you watched their interaction. 

Stepping to the side, Suho smiled at you before going back to his room to give you and Jinwoo some time, a smile on his face and warmth that spread through his body. He could finally tell those who had bullied him for not having a dad, that his dad had finally returned from the raid he had been tasked to 15 years ago. 

Stepping forward, your hands drifted to his face, cupping his jaw and watching as he melted into your touch. His eyes softening even more; his body heaving a sigh as he finally was back in your arms. Your hands moved away from his jaw but your fingers danced across his face, memorizing the planes of his face, mapping out the lines of his cheekbones. His hands drifted to your waist, his thumbs rubbing your hips, comforting you as your tears finally fell down your face. Your lips trembled as a smile graced your face. You blinked softly before pulling Jinwoo closer, your lips brushing against his. 

The feeling of his body pressed against yours erased any doubt you had. His fingers brushed against yours as he intertwined his fingers with your. Leaning down, Jinwoo pressed his forehead against yours, closing his eyes and basking in the warmth you radiated. “This is why you’re the most important thing to me. The warmth you give, the smiles that radiate the sun, the laughter that fills the room, I missed it all. Those years spent in a cave with bloodthirsty beast were torture because I couldn’t be with you. I couldn’t be with my son.” Jinwoo wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you closer to his chest. 

Leaning forward, you pressed your lips to his, your body craving his warmth after being away from him for so long. The feeling of being in your husband's arms after 15 years made fresh tears fall down your face. Pulling away from the kiss, Jinwoo smiled so gently at you that your heart almost beat out of your chest with how hard it was pounding. “I love you.” He whispered, his lips brushing against yours. Your heart soared as a smile appeared on your lips. “I love you too.” You whispered, watching Jinwoo’s smile grow bigger. Your little family, after 15 years, is now complete. With your husband home and your son smiling again, the home that had lacked warmth for so long, was once again filled with a familiar warmth.