#Lol rip fable

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Hey guys I made a trident look at my progress pics (this took literally 2 days to make idk what possessed me to do this so quickly)

[ghost-of-hallownest]

Mirach's younger siblings!

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I feel like I came across very negative in my villain!Rae rant, which I definitely didn’t mean to, I was just sorta throwing my funky opinions and interpretations out into the void, so I’m sorry if it seemed kinda mean 😅 I just see it pushed on Heyhay as an idea a lot by chat and it throws me off a little-

To make up for it though, here is a list of Fable SMP characters (in no particular order) who I think would also have great fucking villain arcs in an AU where they were given the chance:

Rae - Obviously, enough said, we’ve been over this.

Caspian - I’ll be so honest, I just want to see what happens when the goofy uncle man snaps. This man has so much pent up trauma, so much heartbreak and frustration and pain, seeing that unleashed would be very cool

Aax - Holy shit it would be terrifying?!? All that shit about Aax being “designed to kill” and “made to be a weapon” can you imagine if they went full fucking feral and murderous, Winter Soldier style?? Like blank brain, head empty no thoughts just instinctual killing? Jesus Christ it’s horrifying

Athena - They’re too innocent, let them kill someone. /j But for real, he’s got all that nether power pent up in there, imagine c!Athena just losing it and accidentally zombifying a bitch Len-style, or blowing a crater in the side of the mountain during an argument as they’re encircled by flames.

Jamie - We got a little bit of this in S2, but it was more accidental negligence/manipulation (not defending it but like… you know that whole arc) but like imagine if c!Jamie just went full on identity crisis god-villain. Imagine the feral-Wolf style arc but with a bear, absolutely wrecking shit. Not just that, but a sentient god-bear who could hypothetically manipulate and control animals??? It’d just be really interesting to me

Haley - I just think it could be super interesting to have c!Haley be this like, actually mad but hyper intelligent villain. We know now how much jumbled, unnatural knowledge c!Haley seems to have, if that was being used for evil? Oh my god that would be unsettling and effective-

Arisanna - Maybe this one’s a controversial one but I just think Arisanna would make a great villain. Like having lost everything like that, the constant paranoia, if they finally snapped?? And I don’t know if Ari would be a “scheming pulling strings villain” or just a “brutally violent killing villain” but I think both would be really interesting. Also the idea of like a million allays being sicked on her enemies like hounds is kinda terrifying in its own right

[paperbackfable]

Cycle

The Valley of the Fallen

Cauldron IOTA - Salt Bite Tallneck

Thornmarsh(?), at the edge of the ocean

Midday, Sunset, Midnight.

[therantingsage]

It was like everything at once, for the Wizard. He had yearned to go where no creature had gone before; to touch the stars, commune with the great beasts that dwelled there. Become a Storyteller in his own right, like their own Guardian Constellation.

But what he had set out to do was impossible for a reason. No one had done it, it was meant to be a physical impossibility for a reason. The laws of his world always had exceptions, but this one? No, no this was the one rule no one could break. It had never been done for someone unattuned, nevermind someone proficient in the opposite magic system.

It shouldn’t have worked. And when it did, the very fabric of the universe shook in defiance of it.

He didn’t even fall asleep, no, they wouldn’t wait for that natural call, they dragged him there, into a dream that was meant to be impossible.

It was like he stood on the brink of the end of the world. The sky flickered rapidly between unnatural brightness and total darkness, storm clouds tearing between them at frightening speed to strike the earth with lightning. The air was a torrent of movement, his claws only barely keeping him grounded. And then the ground too split open, jagged stones bursting forth as if to strike him, none reaching their mark but all too close for comfort.

From those cracks came water, surging to engulf him and receding just as quickly, over and over again, until it gathered somewhere else. But in its place, magma pooled up from the ground, surrounding him and singing his fur and feathers.

The ground beneath him, miraculously not ablaze, suddenly struck him with pain. His gaze shot down, and he saw that he was rapidly being engulfed by thorny vines. They grew faster than he could stop them, and every movement drew blood by the sharp thorns surrounding him on all sides.

Then the cycle rapidly began to repeat, all at once. He couldn’t see, then he was blinded by the brightness, he was drowning, then he was burning alive, his body was punctured by thorns and stones, then he was ripped from the earth by the wind and beseeched on all sides by violent lightning.

It was all to much to bear, too much happening at once, but this had been his goal, hadn’t it? An attunement dream of all eight Elements. Thought to be impossible, but here he was, in the midst of an incomprehensible trial by the Elements themselves.

He wouldn’t give up. Not when he was here, at the end.

He spread his limbs, wincing with pain, and cried out the sound of his soul, so clear in this space of dreams that it rang truer than true.

The sound of his cry pierced through the cacophonous noise. And suddenly, the chaos ceased.

All the noise drifted, swirled, fainter and fainter until, soon, all was silent. His eyes, which had forcefully closed long before, crept open. And he saw them.

The Elements themselves. In this space of attunement, they take on the form of the dream’s recipient.

All attunement dreams before this has only ever been one Element. But the Wizard was now witnessing the impossible: all eight of them, surrounding him on all sides. Bursting with energy barely contained by his own shape.

It was only silent for a few moments before they began to speak.

It was Light first, their shape barely discernible, their outline so bright a gleam.

“You Blasphemous Creature! How Dare You Meddle In This, The One True Law!” They bellowed, voice booming, underlaid with a low hum.

Then came Darkness, just as indistinguishable a silhouette, no distinction between limb, torso, head or tail. “A Cunning Plan, Brought To Completion, And For What? To Nearly Be Torn Asunder? With Nothing To Tether You To Reality?” Voice loud, too, but intoned almost like a whisper.

Lightning growled next, crackling the space around them. Their shape shifted and changed one moment to the next, falling back to the Wizard’s own, but only often enough for it to be noticeable if one was staring. “We Do Not Mingle With One Another! You Have No Place To Bend Our Wills To Bring Us Here, In One Dream!” They crackled, bristling, shaking the air like thunder.

Fire burned hot in agreement, their form livid and untethered like flame. “Mortals Like You Have No Right To Choose Our Battlefields! We Would Be In Our Right To Destroy You For Such Insurgence!” A voice like bubbling magma.

Wind was almost invisible, only noted by the movement of the space they occupied. But their voice whistled and screamed all the same. “Quite Miraculous A Crime You’ve Committed, Magic One. To Bring That Other Kind Here, Is An Act Of Boldness That Simply Cannot Be Ignored.”

“There Is No Simple Answer To This.” Continued Nature, body a bustling plant growth that shifted to a new plant each moment, shape consistent despite it. Voice overlaid with calls of insects, each reaffirming their words. “This Dream Is Paradoxical. No Living Creature Is Built To Contain Us All. Not While Maintaining Their Own Will.”

Water let out a sigh, like a wave breaching the shore. “And Yet That Is The Very Thing He Hopes To Accomplish. To Attain Attunement, However The Method, Is Something That We Are Lawbound To Reward. Thus, The Question Remains: Do Any Here Deem Him Worthy?” Their body dripped and dissolved, swaying too and fro like the tide as they looked between their fellow Elements.

Earth stamped their foot, shaking all present. Body a shifting mass of stone, features more clear than the others, but still changing moment to moment. “These Are Unreasonable Circumstances To Abide By! We Are Not Lawbound By This One! Wizards Cannot Be Mages! A Mage Can Only Have One Element! These Are Not Difficult Rules To Follow! What Has He Done To Deserve Any Of Us, Nevermind All Of Us?!”

“I am here, am I not?” Spoke the Wizard, the Elements blazing furiously around him. “I have withstood your test. I have outlasted you, and I have stood my ground. I have done the impossible. Surely there must be something that can be done for me. What if another discovers the secret I have? Surely none of you want this difficult discussion to come up again with no solution?”

Light bloomed brighter with fury. “You Proud Thing. You Think you Deserve Special Treatment Because You Shut Your Eyes And Sang? We Are Not Indebted To The Likes Of You. I Pick My Vessels Sparingly, And You Are Not The Type I Would Choose Without Good Reason.”

Lightning scoffed. “You And Your Hypocrisy, Light. Such Privilege That You Can Afford To Be Picky, And Yet You Call Him Proud?”

“It Has Been An Age Since We Have All Gathered, Could We Please Not Spend This Chance Bickering?” Interjected Darkness. The space around them went fuzzy as shadows thickened.

Water nodded in agreement. “Yes, Indeed. I’m Sure All Of Us Have Things To Say. Perhaps We Can Come Up With A Compromise While We Do So.”

“No Compromise Can Be Made With A Wizard. Our Natures Are Too Polar. No Offense Intended By My Phrasing, Nature.” Interjected Wind.

“None Taken.” Replied Nature, blooming like a hedge. “I Agree With You, Besides. We Elements Work Through Pacts And Channeling. Wizards Forge Magic From Themselves. There Simply Isn’t Room For Us There, Within Him.”

“Actually,” the Wizard interjected, “there is! I did a great deal of research before this. All my paper notes are in the waking world, so I cannot prove it, but there is room. For one Element.”

Fire and Earth both made noises of anger, crackling embers and crumbling stones. “And Yet You Are Here, Seeking To Bind With All Of Us?!” Hissed Fire.

“Fool Mortal! What Reason Have We To Believe Your Word Over Logic?!” Bellowed Earth.

“Eternity. Eternity possesses all Magic. Thus what you say is impossible, isn’t so.” He replied, firm in his resolve.

Silence from the Elements. And then, a crushing pressure in the air.

“How Dare You Think Yourself An Equal To The Endless.” Hissed Light, blindingly bright.

“The Endless Ones Are The Seldom Exception, Mortal.” Growled Darkness. “You Would Be Wise To Know Your Place In This World.”

“Is it not the nature of my kind to carve that place for myself? Is that not why us mortals seek you Elements out in the first place?” Countered the Wizard.

“We Are Sought For More Than Purpose, Proud Mortal.” Fire replied, blaze burning higher. “Some Seek Power. Many Seek Me For My Power.”

“Intimidation, More Like.” Earth corrected. “You Are A Warm Light. I Am Substance, Force. I Am Sought For Power, And Shelter Too.”

Fire crackled again, bitter. “Oh Please. You Have But One Little Mountain. Your Little Creatures Leave, And Their Children Lack Any Power At All.”

Earth just scoffed. “And What Do You Have? Volcanos? Temporary Places That Get Claimed By Empty Dragons And Die?”

“I Wish You Both Would Not Be So Dramatic.” Said Nature, prickling with thorns. “None Of Your Personal Quarrels Have Much To Do With The Situation At Hand.”

“Agreed.” Said Darkness. “The Fact Remains, We May Be Sought By Mortals, That Is True Of Both Their And Our Natures, But That Does Not Mean We Grant Our Powers To Every Creature That Asks Nicely.”

“Unless They Are Born With Us, Of Course. Plenty Of My And Darkness’s Vessels Have That Luxury.” Remarked Light.

“And You Have The Audacity To Complain About That.” Said Lightning, sounding annoyed.

Light just huffed. “Give It A Rest, Lightning. There Is Plenty Of Time In The Endless Eternity For This Quarrel. The Issue At Hand Is Still The Entitlement Of This Wizard. And How There Is Absolutely No Way We Are Giving Him What He’s After.”

The Wizard, of course, wasn’t going to leave without what he wanted. “I’ll share how I got here with everyone, then. Then you’ll have to have this argument a thousand times over. I’m sure you all don’t  want that.”

“You Are Not In Much Position To Make Threats.” Commented Water, swirling like a whirlpool. “We Made These Rules Ourselves, Though. There’s Nothing To Say We Cannot Give Him Another Trial. Or Many More.”

Darkness tilted their head at that. “Are You Suggesting We Test Him Indefinitely Until We Are Satisfied? Can An Attunement Dream Last That Long?”

“They Aren’t Meant To, Not Typically.” Replied Nature. “But This Situation Is Far From Typical.”

The Wizard squinted in genuine confusion. “What do you mean? I survived your test. I have already proven myself worthy. Anyone who survived all that would be.”

Wind shook their head in turn. “It Is Not About Surviving. It Is About Being Face-To-Face With The Pure Concentration Of An Element, Suffocating In It, And Coming Out Stronger Against The Odds. Like Finding Peace In Freefall.”

“Like Being Lost In The Dark, Finding Your Way By The Solace Of Your Own Shadow.” Added Darkness.

“You Did Not Overcome Anything.” Confirmed Fire. “It Simply Happened To You, And It’s Not Anymore. Barely Singed By My Lava Before Wind Lifted You Away.”

The Wizard was angered by this. “You think I didn’t face anything? That that wasn’t a trial? Any creature could easily be killed by all that!”

Wind whistled in laughter. “Ah, Mortals. That Was Not Our Pure Forms, Not Anywhere Close. You Would Know. Pure Concentration Of Me Is To Have No Ground To Stand On. Earth Was Very Much There.”

“Yes, And You All Were Bursting Through My Crust Like Impatient Things.” They replied, gemstone-eyes twinkling. “Fair Enough, Though, Both Of Us Can Suffocate In Our Own Ways, When Pure.”

Wind whistled again. “Hm Hm. Yes. Air Pressure And Physical Crushing Can Overlap In Sensation. Such Is The Nature Of Opposite Things. One Of The Laws Of Reality.”

Lightning crackled loudly, gaining the others’ attention. “Cease The Philosophy! We Cannot Test Him!”

Nature swayed, wilting in slight confusion. “Whyever Not? What Other Option Do We Have?”

More crackling. “Because, Simply Put, Us Speaking Of Attunement, In His Presence, Is Allowing Him To Mentally Prepare. That Ruins The Entire Point Of The Dreams. Are Mortals Not Meant To Be Thrown Into The Storm With No Context? It Feels More Tangible To Them That Way.”

The rest were quiet, until Fire, light dimming, replied, “That…Is A Fair Point. With Prior Knowledge, He Would Have No Fear. And Fear Is Necessary, Or Else The Triumph Is Meaningless.”

“That’s a matter of perspective.” Argued the Wizard with a frown. “And I knew how Attunement Dreams worked before this anyway. I read up on it when I was doing research.”

“Bah!” Scoffed Earth. “Doesn’t Matter Much, In The End, Does It? What Difference Does It Make? After One, He’d Have A Decent Idea How The Rest Might Work. You Both Overthink.”

Fire and Lightning both grumble. “This Whole Situation Is Ridiculous And I Stand By That.” Replied Lightning.

Light gleamed brighter, gathering the others attention. “I Say We Put This To A Vote. Yay Or Nay, Do We Test This Mortal Individually? I Say Nay. Making One Exception To The Base Laws Is A Road Toward Making Many. Far Too Easy To Cascade Into A Problem.”

“I Second That Nay!” Shouted Lightning. “He Is Entitled And Proud In Excess. Our Powers Combined Would Be Wasted On A Creature Like Him, Whether He Passed Our Trials Or Not!”

“I Doubt We Could Decide A Thing Like That So Soon. I Say Yay.” Replied Wind. “This Is Not Something That Has Ever Happened. He Is Not Wrong: Were This To Happen Again, It Would Be Best That We Know How To Proceed.”

“….I Am Surprising Myself With This, But Yay. We Have Never In The Endless Eternities Ever Been Given A Chance To Work Together In This Manner. Does This Chance Not Excite You All? We Never Speak Like This, Nevermind Cooperate!” Water cried, the top of their form frothing with sea foam as their voice grew excited.

“I Would Like To Agree With You, But I Say Nay.” Said Darkness with a sigh. “This Is…Volatile. The Mere Fact That This Wizard Has Arrived Here Shows Signs Of Recklessness And Lawlessness, And Not In Any Of The Good Ways. Giving Him Our Powers Would Be Unsafe.”

“In What Ways Have We Ever Abided By The Sensibilities Of Mortals?” Nature chirped curiously. “I Agree With Water, Yay. We Could Learn Much From This. In The Same Way We Would Be Tethered To Him, He Would Be Our Vessel. Ours. It Would Be A Curious And New Thing.”

Fire and Earth stared at each other, not speaking.

Lightning huffed at them. “We Are Even In Number, You Both. Pick A Side Together or Condemn Us To A Tie.”

They continue to not speak for a moment.

The Wizard tries his luck, appealing to what he’s observed of their personalities. “I could make you powerful. I could allow you access to the world in a new and tangible way, like Nature said.”

It’s the wrong thing to say. Earth rumbles like a quake. “We Do Not Need Someone Like You For That.”

“When Our Powers Are Used By Any Vessel Of Ours, We Exist. I Am In Every Breath Of Dragon Fire.” Said Fire, shedding embers with each movement. “We Are Tangible In Each And Every Speck Of Us. I Say Nay. You Think Yourself Too Special.”

“Seconded.” Grumbled Earth in their anger. “We Have Our Vessels, And We Have Our Sites. You Need Us. We Do Not Need You.”

The finality in the statement is potent in the air. The Wizard’s wings shake as his body trembles. 

Light barks out a laugh. “Bah! What Folly, Proud Mortal! Awake And Be Cursed With The Memory Of This Failure!”

“There’s No Need For That Degree Of Harshness, True Or Not.” Said Darkness. “It’s Not As Though We Can Ever Leave Him.”

“Yes, I Know. But It Pleases Me To See A Proud Beast Laid Low And Pitiful.” They replied. “With All Your Research, Surely You Know. We Will Be Here, Every Time You Rest.” Their luminance grew suffocating. “I Will Not Let You Rest. Not For Even A Moment. A Fitting Punishment For Such Lawbreaking.”

The Wizard growled. “You stay by choice, or are you really incapable of untethering?”

“Mortals Cannot Go Back On Their Choices.” Says Nature with a nod. “To Attain The Initial Attunement Dream, Whether You Pass It Or Not, Is A Point Of No Return. The Dream Will Repeat Until One Passes And Gains Access To Our Power.”

“Not You, Though.” Crackled Lightning, smug. “For You, This Will Be A Curse And Nothing More! Entitled Thing!”

The Wizard’s trembling body suddenly lurched forward at Lightning with a snarl. “That’s not an answer!”

Lightning went still with shock, and the Wizard flew right through them, coming out the other side trembling still, but now for a different reason entirely. Bolts of them traced the Wizard’s form, visibly painful.

All the Elements went dead silent, watching. And then, for the first time, one of them stood. 

“What Do You Think You’re Doing, Proud Mortal?” Said Lightning with a startling quietness. They reach out with a flickering claw and make to grasp at the Wizard’s tail. 

The Wizard launches himself at Lightning again, and again, only passes through, crying out in pain. Electricity arcs across his frame with heightened intensity.

“Curious.” Remarks Fire coldly, standing as well. “Surely You Know This Is A Fight Cannot Win.” They also approach the thoroughly electrocuted mortal.

It’s clear that he’s already having trouble standing, but the Wizard swipes a claw towards Fire’s face, and being just as intangible as Lighting, the attack passes through. They crumble to the ground, clutching the burned limb.

One by one the rest of the Elements stand and approach as well, and their large circle becomes a much smaller one. They watch the pitiful display with impassive eyes.

“Do You Really Not Understand What We Are?” Nature inquires with a tilt of their head. Thorns and flowers alike bloom across them. “This Space Of Dreams Is Our Turf. Our Home. We Exist Here With No Limitations.”

The Wizard slashes at them with their other claw, bleeding on thorns and dislodging a few petals worth of Nature’s form. They grow back before the claw even escapes them. “I don’t- I don’t care, I don’t care, I don’t c- don’t care!” The Wizard wheezes out, tail lashing despite burns and cuts and static.

“You Should.” Says Darkness, gentler than the others. “You Only Cause Yourself Unneeded Suffering Fighting Us Like This.”

“You don’t, you, you don’t-” His breathing is clearly labored. “You don’t get to, to stare at me w-with my own face! My own face and, and say I can’t have you!” He summons as much of his strength as he can muster and tries to attack Darkness too.

It’s predictable and Darkness doesn’t even try to dodge. The blow passes through.

The Wizard’s vision goes dark.

He cries out in distress. He flails wildly, trying to harm the Elements, to only failure. Anyone he hits just harms him.

Something thorny wraps around his ankles, dragging him flat to the ground. Ice shackles him there. The breath is stolen from his lungs, and a suffocating weight presses him down.

In the end, the voice that condemns him is Light’s. “I Understand Completely Now. We Were Generous Before, Merely Calling You Proud.” Even blinded, their light shines through. “What You Are Is Greedy. The Immense Power Required To Bring Us Here, And Yet It Wasn’t Enough For You. You Demand Us. Demand What You Do Not Deserve.”

He doesn’t have the strength to speak, but even if he did, his beak was trapped in ice.

“And Yet, The Opportunity You Present Us Cannot Be Ignored. A Vessel, Containing Us All. A Permanent Link Between Us Eight.” The light gets brighter, just enough for his vision to faintly return.

Light is closer than advisable, enough to nearly blind him anew. “But I Fail To See Why You Deserve To Be Present For It. There Is No Room In You For You.”

Fear grips his chest. He can’t scream.

“All In Favor?” Says Light.

And they all said “Yay.”

-----

The wreck of the Wizard’s home was visible for miles. The location became cursed once the possession was complete. The Artifacts and incantation he’d used suffered the same fate. No one else could follow in his footsteps now.

In the end, he’d accomplished something monumental. He became one of the most elusive figures in Mythcrean history, as no one else had even known what he’d done or how. His body, even if very little of him remained in it, became one of if not the most powerful creatures to ever live.

No one would remember his name, but he would live forever.

[triforce-of-mischief]

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“Don’t you dare-” Warriors didn’t finish his warning before Legend suddenly bolted, aiming between Warriors and Hyrule.

[greenteabelle]

thinking about how philza's character in every universe (or server lol) never really gets their happy ending .

hc!philza is destined to roam his world forever alone , with only remnants of history left to accompany him . so what if he continues to find structures and hints of what once was ? he's missed the opportunity to experience all the mythical stories he can only glean from pieces of rubble . he's alone , and he always will be .

dsmp!philza was forced to kill his son as soon as he finally found him after radio silence . and even when he returns as a phantom , he never really manages to bridge that deep chasm in their relationship . the one true friend that he could always rely on , whether as they ruled the entire world together or simply spent their days secluded in the snowy mountains , couldn't make it to the end . two immortal gods , finding solace in each other's loneliness only for one to be left alone again at the very end .

osmp!philza was left with nothing but empty promises as his friends left the safe haven he built with them one by one . he reunites with them a few times in the future , sure , but he can never really reminisce about their times together without leaving a bad taste in his mouth . even at the very end , he can't find the one friend who spared him those lonely times , always just a universe behind his little fella .

30days!philza died with his back turned to the one he trusted the most . despite all his years of experience teaching him to never let his guard down , he does . because he trusts wilbur . and so the last thing he sees as he's pushed off the ledge is the wide-eyed mortification in wilbur's eyes . and it's bittersweet , to know that he would exchange his own life if it meant that his could be returned . but the damage is done , and the ending is bittersweet .

and now , q!philza .

burdened with the task of caring for an egg with a partner he barely knew , he did the one thing he never thought he would do : play it safe . with the threat of the federation , the monstrous creatures that roam the island and the code that seemed hellbent on killing them , he played as an innocent bystander in every major event . because when you've lived a life as long as philza's , you know the worst that the world has to offer , and he so desperately wants to shield his child's innocence . despite the knowledge that chayanne may never remember their time together when he hatches , that the fabled dragon may simply devour him once it finds chayanne in his possession , he protects chayanne .

how could he not , when chayanne is the one he can finally protect for once ?

then he's ripped right out of his clutches once again , along with tallulah whom he's grown unavoidably fond of ( because it's wilbur's daughter , what other outcome could he truly expect ? ) , powerless to do anything . in his desperation to be reunited with his children once more , he ignores every single alarm bell that rings as he makes his way to the birdhouse .

even as he's freed , he's haunted by birds that seem to follow him wherever he goes , as though someone is always watching and reminding him of the consequences of rebelling .

purgatory ?

the name explains itself quite aptly , i believe .

so i guess the whole point of this post is just to appreciate that no matter the tragedy that constantly surrounds philza's characters in every universe he's in , he still keeps going forward .

[dangerpronebuddie]

Inspiration Saturday!!

Tagged by... so many people throughout the week, including @hippolotamus and @tizniz today who both wrote INCREDIBLE stuff y'all should show some love! 🩷💜

Thank y'all so much for the tags, even though I haven't been writing much this week. Good news is, I'm done with finals!!! 🥳 With school out of my hair for now, I can focus on my longer fics... Maybe lol. Right now, I have a new wip that's going to be done tomorrow, hopefully. It is pure angst, and I apologize 😬. It's inspired by this post from @lover-of-mine. I'm sharing a snippet, and I really want some help with the title. So...

(snippet under the cut)

"I wasn't belittling you," Helena says, "I was just trying to say that he needs a mother-" "His mother is dead." Eddie spits out the words like they burned his tongue, the fire coursing down to his heart and scorching the muscle. For the first time, probably ever, it actually hits him. Shannon doesn't need time. She hasn't left for a while with the promise of coming back. She isn't anything like Kim, and Kim isn't anything like her. She isn't on a beach somewhere waiting for him. Shannon is dead. "His mother is dead," he says again in a shaky whisper. "Shannon's dead." His stomach lurches, just like it had when he saw her lying in the crosswalk. Her weak voice echoes in his ears as he slumps against the fridge. The tears he's been holding back since he woke up in the hospital stream down his face and he follows them, letting gravity take him to the kitchen floor. He covers his face with his hands, if anything to keep from having to see the look on his mother's face. His heart squeezes painfully in his chest, and for a moment he thinks it's the start of a panic attack, but the ache is different. He can still breathe, he's hardly struggling beyond the hiccupped sobs ripping free of his throat. The ache beneath his sternum sends him right back to that ambulance, smiling through tears in the foolish hope that being brave would comfort his dying wife. "She's dead," he whispers again, tasting bile on his tongue. He swallows thickly and curls his hands in on themselves, thumping them against his forehead in a sick semblance of a prayer.

Again, I apologize.

Absolutely no pressure tagging:

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@emilybahu @lemotmo @awolfnamed-nyx and anyone else who wants to share!! 🥰🩷

[netherfeildren]

AHHH fable of the dog is so good I was thinking about it all day at work!! need more of them.

it got me thinking - have you read any romances of a similar western/ranch vibe? i love your taste so I trust your recs.

i went down a huge omegaverse rabbit hole after reading your alpha joel fic (can’t remember the title rn) so i also wouldn’t be mad at any of your fave books/fics in that category lol

lorraine heath texas trilogy

lisa kleypas the travises series

whiskey moon winter renshaw

melanie harlow

elsie silver

lucy score

also if anyone is a yellowstone/1923 fan and wants to talk spencer dutton / rip wheeler i’m ALL EARS

and thank u so much I’m so glad you’re enjoying the story!!!! 💗

[themacaronking]

WHAT I THINK SPLATOON MULTIPLAYER SONGS ARE YAPPING ABOUT PART TWICE EXCLUDING SPLATFESTS LOL

Inkoming - fresh turf wars

Rip Entry - poor team spirit and why harmony and practice is needed

Undertow - denial of true emotions, and why that’s bad

Don’t Slip - Anti-suicide/Surrendering to depression, like choosing to be happy even though it’s harder

Endolphin Surge - Happiness, and doing everything to keep it

Shipwreckin’ - A song about fabled pirate tribes of inklings, octolings and rays…

Fins and Fiddles - About criticism of their music and why it’s actually better

Seafoam shanty- a quote they were inspired by repeated lots of times

“Love will make you someone, and pain will make you something.”

Blitz it! - Intrusive thoughts

Wave Prism - Thanking an abuser

Seasick - Warabi’s experiences, as explained by Ikkan

Kinetosis - Hypnosis by logic and order

[acircusfullofdemons]

🗡🏆 HUNGER GAMES SIMULATOR 🏆🗡

INTRO

Because of the posts by @maddgical-boy [link] & @nevermore-grimes [link], I will now be subjecting my paras to the Horrors. I have a lloottttt of paras, so to make this simply I used a random number generator to select the new victims tributes.

I will also be adding commentary on how accurate this would be to my paras. Because I can’t have fun without criticizing their every decision, despite forcing them to make those decisions in the first place. Bullying my paras is a full time job and brother, I just clocked in >:3

TRIBUTES

District 1: Edward Nixon [Mad as a Crow: Missing Piece of the Puzzle], Lucy Fisher [Phantasmagoria: DreamSet Circus]

District 2: Loyd Nixon [Mad as a Crow: Missing Piece of the Puzzle], Benjamin Graves [Mad as a Crow]

District 3: Marzipan Velveteen [Fractured Fables: Illusions of Life], Neil O’Brian [Mad as a Crow: A Plague of Octopuses]

District 4: Beelzebub Honeyblood [Phantasmagoria: Crossfire], Reign Blanc [Fractured Fables: Illusions of Life]

District 5: Phineas Glazier [Fractured Fables: Illusions of Life], Luciana Potenza [Phantasmagoria]

District 6: Phoebe Sparks [Phantasmagoria: ElectroGear Software], Prism Raymond [Phantasmagoria: DreamSet Circus]

District 7: Thackery Velveteen [Phantasmagoria: Illusions of Life], Rosemary Velveteen [Fractured Fables: She Trusts me, He Loves Me Not]

District 8: Victor West [Mad as a Crow], CaterpillarOS [Fractured Fables: Illusions of Life]

District 9: Mary Crowley [Mad as a Crow], Ketrill Hyde [Phantasmagoria: As the World Falls Down]

District 10: Khole Banner [Mad as a Crow: Assembled Monsters], Alex Grimm [Fractured Fables]

District 11: Stacy Collins [Mad as a Crow], Orion Guerrero [Mad as a Crow]

District 12: Vincent Hyde [Phantasmagoria], Lucien Jekyll [Phantasmagoria]

BLOODBATH

Yknow what i just realized. CaterpillarOS is, uh, a giant robot caterpillar. Khole is a weird mix of species but yeah there’s no way he’d win that fight. 

Aint no fucking way Neil would loose to a blind girl. She has the power of accuracy but is smaller and younger than Neil. He’d rip her to shreds!!

HOW DID PHINEAS SET KETRILL ON FIRE LMAO

DAY 01

I like to think she read him, ironically, one of the brother’s grimms books. It’d be so funny for various reasons. 

NNOOO MARY 😭 say goodbye to our only licensed nurse everyone…

uuuuhhh something something phineas in the wrong paracosm. insert joke about d//c or para!jervis here.

Interesting team up! No idea why Eddie would work with Loyd since that’s his father and they hate each other. Same with Stacy, she hates Eddie bc that’s her dad. I fully believe Prism and Lucy are being held captive here, folks.

Accurate !!! sorry rosemary BUT ALSO. WOW. I CANNOT OVERSTATE HOW ACCURATE THIS IS OH MY GOD??? GIRL HOW DID YOU LIVE OUT YOUR TALE ALL THE WAY OUT HERE IM SCREAMING. also wow accurate for Neil too. Killing another innocent child, I see. At least this one’s intentional!

Our fallen tributes are: CaterpillarOS, Ketrill Hyde, Mary Crowley, Rosemary Glazier.

NIGHT 01

Bee! Don’t kill the bunny!! But fair lol

Debating on if Neil would keep a victim alive. I think for a little bit, for the psychological torment. He always liked to play with his food. 

That is a VERY tense truce lmao, Stacy hates basically everyone Eddie is associated with, which includes the Crowley Family bc ooo boy, that family is a Certified Mess.

Luce 🤝 Phineas: ripped away from their home at a young age thanks to a random dimension portal. Not the same case here but wow I never noticed that. 

DAY 02

Nothing interesting to note.

Our fallen tributes are: Marzipan Velveteen, Phineas Glazier

NIGHT 02

Khole winning is just…perfect. All 3 have to do with experimentation (Khole & Neil are from the same lab/facility/organization, actually!) but Khole was made first, both in a story context and meta context. So. yeah. Older Sibling Rights.

TWIN TEAM UP HELL YEAH!!!!

Either Orion or Eddie is winning those ghost stories bc Orion knew Aurelia, and she worshiped the god of fear, while Eddie knows Jonathan, Aurelia’s descendant and uses fear in his villain schemes. Then again, Bee is literally a demon, so….

YAY STACY!!! sorry loyd just…sucks lmao fuck outta here

DAY 03

Nothing interesting to note.

ARENA EVENT

Our fallen tributes are: Victor West, Neil O’Brian, Loyd Nixon, Reign Blanc, Orion Guerrero, Luciana Potenza, Khole Banner, Vincent Hyde, Thackery Velveteen. Only 9 people left!

Nothing of interest to note for NIGHT 03.

THE FEAST happens, aka The Cornucopia is refilled.

Nothing interesting to note for DAY 04 & NIGHT 04.

Our fallen tributes are: Benjamin Graves, Lucien Jekyll.

Nothing interesting to note for DAY 05 & NIGHT 05.

DAY 06: Eddie dies by accidentally drinking his own poison. Get wrecked, idiot.

NIGHT 06: Prism bashes Alex’s head in. Get his ass!!

Nothing interesting to note for DAY 07, NIGHT 07, & DAY 08.

NIGHT 08: Stacy poisons Prism. Lucy dies from thirst.

Stacy wins!! Wow. Fucking lame as shit I don’t even like her. Wish she stayed wherever the fuck she was before moving to Prism Pulse. Whatever! Realistically speaking she would’ve been killed way back at that random family reunion thing. Yes, by Eddie. he would’ve killed his own daughter. what of it.

[riddle-me-ri]

oohhh I was tagged by the amazing and sweet @finniestoncrane let's goooo

Three Ships:

- Canon character x OCs and/or self inserts(be happy)

- Harlivy (Harley Quinn and Poison Ivy)

- Snowby (Snow White and Bigby Wolf from Fables even though I also want bigby rip)

First Ship:

I genuinely can't think of the very first one...I just sorta went with what was canon not some much fandom lol.

Last Song:

I've been super into this artist/band called Valley of Wolves and the last song I heard was by them called That's Entertainment

Last Movie:

Actually the last movie I saw was Lake Mungo with Finnie and March 💚

Currently Reading:

you mean other than my other writing I'm heavily criticizing?? Uhh...a bunch of anatomy and storyboarding books-- tryna gain that knowledge

Currently Watching:

Does YouTube videos count? I've got horror game playthroughs I've already watched from certain YouTubers on loop lately for some reason...

No Pressure Tagging (don't feel obligated to do this if you don't want it's for fun!): @letshaveadepressionparty , @lonleydweller , @lovesick-on-the-loose , @fallingpapersnow , @callsigncrash

[velvetwastaken]

Hi!! for the ask meme: would you ever write abt keqing touching (gently ofc) ganyu's horns? lol. and if i can ask one more, would you ever write ganyu in her full qilin form? (embracing the horsegirl energy asgfhgsjksl)

Funny you should ask, because I have WIPs that have BOTH of those things as part of the story. It's not the main focus or anything but they're in there and maybe even play a not unimportant role in the narrative? I'll be honest, both those WIPs are no where near finished, but it's all in the outline (I should say "outline"), I swear.

So I guess the answer is yes, definitely, to both questions.

And since it's Saturday morning, and I'm ripping CDs while waiting for the art store to open so I can go spend money I don't have, I'll share what the WIPs are about under the cut.

The first one is one I've shared an excerpt of before. The fabled Scifi Ganqing fic. There's going to be a part where Ganyu is injured, splitting her horn/head. Because of how horns are, they don't heal like a flesh wound. Basically, the damage to her horn is permanent. Keqing in the fic is an engineer, and she makes a band for Ganyu's horn for protection and to help with healing/sabilization. It's going to be one of the moments when Ganyu starts warming up to Keqing in earnest (because they have NOT been playing well together up until this point in classic Ganqing fashion, of course lol). Keqing is going to be allowed to very carefully help Ganyu put the band on the first time. A real privileged and honour, LOL

The second one is less well developed (so far) but it's more of a supernatural/fantasy setting with all the fun things that come with that like magic, and demons, and most importantly, werewolves. My plan for the story is basically Keqing gets turned unexpectedly after being mauled by a pack of renegade werewolves. She miraculously survives, but now has to live with her new reality. Ganyu works for an organization that tries to keep the super/para normal elements of the world in check. She's assigned to Keqing case to help her acclimatize to her new condition and status in society (spoiler: people don't like weres much). Everyone, including Keqing, thinks Ganyu is part demon or something similar because of her horns. Ganyu lets them think that, because they kind of give her plenty of space/respect and it's easier than explaining she actually a rare wereqilin! LMAO! Okay now that I write it out is sound so hokey, but I don't care, I will write it one day, and if I'm the only one that loves it, so be it.

Anyway. Thanks for the ask, ridl, as always!

I have so many WIPs i want to write/start/finish. I wish I was faster at writing T-T

[ickmick]

Inktober days 11-15!!

I PROMISE I DIDNT FORGET TO POST THIS, I HAD IT WRITTEN AND EVERYTHING BUT YET TUMBLR DIDNT POST IT??? So erm.... I scheduled it for 'today' at like... 2 pm i think? my time, that is... LOL (turned out the queue didnt work! so its 6pm!)

so anyways, I'll upload yet again on sunday (tomorrow!) since I also need to post on Halloween!! oh boy!! so theres my uploads for the rest of the month, if you want to check back :D

I've actually gotten further than I thought I would! very proud of myself! and you should be too, even if you've only done a few days!

heres week one and week twos posts!

this one actually has the doc drawing >:3c

plus some other fun ones! its all under the cut, enjoy!

heres the key as always, referring to my prompt lists!!

wh = welcome home

hc = hermitcraft (I have 2!)

ink = official inktober

gore = goretober

(actual gore will be triggerwarned! so far none has any blood or violence!)

Day 11

wh: butterfly

hc: mischief

ink: wander

life: lava

oh noooo... our local pesky bird!! he fellll... (attempted a new perspective!! a lil wonky but I tried lol)

and can I just say I LOVE how peaceful grian is in the last drawing? hes so pretty and soft looking!! i surprised myself!!

Day 12

life: soulmate

I got that major life series brainrot... if you cant tell, haha... and dont even get me started on secret life!! more on that in the final notes >:D

also I didnt finish bigb im sorry BFMSVSSB

Day 13

hc: fashion

life: safety

GRIAN IN CUTE CLOTHES !! feat mumbo in the corner to make up for the last few times of neglect rip

also, was low on spoons and unfortunately did not finish the potentially adorable moment between the buttercups in grians wings... smth... xD

Day 14

hc: hermit with a background

gore: parasite

ay more like parasyte, am I right? *ba dum tiss*... ... yeah ok sorry LOL that was def more of a meme drawing ngl

AND THE FABLED DOC DRAWING!!! I posted it on its own already because im unbelievably proud of it!! listen... i know it meant to draw a bg... like a forest or smth... BUT!! i thought it was kinda funny... and I swear i was going to actually di the prompt right! but I ran out of spoons XD

Day 15

ink: dagger

life: spyglass

gore: fungi

another low spoon day, alas! but hey, at least we have some AHAA shenanigans (simply grian giggling) and a not so scar safe object!! (a dagger!! who gave him that?? /silly)

whew, there we go!! i think this weeks set was pretty good! (not that I actually drew any THIS WEEK, but thats not the point XD)

also, thank you for all the love so far!! you guys are very sweet :D

Im especially blown away from this post of tango, because it was rushed!! but im appreciative still because the post is sort of funny!! <3

*vauge talk of first secret life episodes!!*

PLUGS OVER LISTEN.... SECRET LIFE? THE SYMBOL? JIMMY POINTING IT OUT? AHHHHH!?!? /VPOS

its so good already omg... ive watched quite a few of the povs lol... i wont say anything specfic because I havent properly spoiler warned! so I will leave you simply with the wise words 'the fanfic writes itself' /silly (and oh my god scar giving grian the dang blocks ACK /pos /pos /pos)

heres week fours, 5.1s and the last post (5.2)!!

okay!! have a good week!! and remember to be easier on yourself!! I hope to see you next sunday for the next week of drawings!! 💜

[scramble-crossing]

yo tell us about the self sihp oc. no cringe man. i'll tell you about my oc if you do

The specifics will have to be pried out of my cold dead hands unfortunately because I am embarrassed 😔 but! I'll share a little bit about them :]

[Picrew here]

Their name is Fable! I tested out my online name with them (he/she/they btw)

They're a philosopher who tends to stick a bit too rigidly to reason, even when they're constantly put in scenarios that defy common logic. Introspective and a bit antisocial, she's friendly enough, but somewhat adverse to teamwork, prefering to take matters into her own hands rather than stress the people around her. She has a bad habit of running away when things get tough, a strategic retreat, she says, but everyone can see right through it.

After his death, he won his Reaper's Game (maybe with a little extra help...) and chose to join the Reapers after discovering that an old friend had become one. This friend had taken to it like a natural, but Fable...not so much. Trying to earn enough points to stay alive was a constant uphill battle.

He fights using sigils, Fullmetal Alchemist style. He carries around an empty book and rips out pages when he wants to fight, the attack varying depending on what he draws. He's a massive glass canon and hits quick, but goes down even quicker. He has to play it smart to keep from getting erased.

They're a Union leader! They're the president, spokesman, head of public relations, director of the treasury, you get the point, of the cheesily-named organization: R.E.A.P.E.R (Reapers Educating and Assisting Players and Empowering Reapers). Their ultimate goal is to create as ethical a Reaper's Game as possible, for both Players and Reapers alike. It's uh...(glances at Shinjuku) not going great.

Her noise form is a little gecko :] She uses elaborate illusions to make herself look much, much larger than she actually is, hiding her cantus' "true" body in the mouth of a massive, frilled-neck dragon.

She spends the entirety of NEO playing super sleuth trying to sniff out what the Shinjuku gang are up to, nearly getting sniped in the process. She never notices. She's like a cartoon character bumbling through a construction site. Uzuki is NOT giving her hazard pay for this.

He's good friends with Kariya. Good enough that he's he one other member of R.E.A.P.E.R, although he doesn't do much besides bring coffee to their little two-person "committee meetings" and put up with him asking if he's ever going to call his fucking wife already.

She is divorced <3 no I am not saying to who but it's uh. Probably not hard to guess.

I might do something with them in the future because I like their story, but for now I'm recycling them for another project where I needed a character to fill a certain roll and they work quite well. I really did try to make a simple self-insert/sona, but she kind of took on a life of her own and is now just a totally separate oc. Oh well ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ I'll talk about them more in the future I just have to get over the inherit shame in their origin story lol

Now

[dorotheado]

THE TORTURED POETS DEPARTMENT TRACKLIST THEORIES

"Fortnight" (ft Post Malone) - gosh what a start. my guess feels unrealistic but i'm imagining a song that goes like 'day 1:' and starts at a brilliant relationship and ends on day 14 with a break up. lol. there were 2 ish weeks between the start of the eras tour and the breakup right........

"The Tortured Poets Department" - im imagining a real breakdown of lockdown like how the pandemic resulted in two people sitting in the dark writing tortured poetry. rip

"My Boy Only Breaks His Favorite Toys" - interesting how this is self-objectifying (i.e. she is the toy). i'm assuming this is a bit like tongue in cheek, he loves me so much that he breaks me. imagining some poppy sounds tbh

"Down Bad" - ok so im expecting this one to be about being in love and it sucks. it just sucks. lol im really not guessing very many emotional facets in this album im sticking w like 2 ideas: in love or in pain so far lol. anyway

"So Long, London" - this place haunts me it has all my memories and i love it but it's too painful (SAD!!!!!!!!!!!!!) (sidenote she will be singing this one as the last surprise song in london on the eras tour obviously)

"But Daddy I Love Him" - oh this one gonna break me i reckon lol like i am both thinking sad bop w extremely like sassy tone and also slow sad song realising the inevitability of it all. so idk how to reconcile those but 🤷🏻‍♀️

"Fresh Out the Slammer" - im imagining rock-y sounds with very get-him-back-olivia-rodrigo-vibes but mainly im just thinking "getaway car" IM OUT IM OUT desperation lyrics

"Florida!!!" (ft Florence and the Machine) - based on my very limited knowledge of florence and the machine i am picturing gospel backing vocals and lyrics about adrenaline rushes and desperation in the face of weighty emotions

"Guilty as Sin?" - literally no clue about this one. i guess like 'was it my fault?'

"Who's Afraid of Little Old Me?" - anti hero extended? maybe like 'we had this fight and you're retreating... but what is there to be afraid of?' maybe a bit angry also ?

"I Can Fix Him (No Really I Can)" - EVERYBODY IS DOUBTING ME BUT MY WHOLE LIFE I BEEN FIXING PEOPLE AND I'M 1000000% THIS GUY CAN BE FIXED AND THAT I AM GOOD ENOUGH TO DO IT NO PLS BELIEVE ME (i am aware this is essentially just the title but i just am imagining very classic un-self-aware but also supremely self aware sad bop)

"Loml" - i'll be honest every time i just think of Queen & freddie mercury singing 'love of my life' lol but if i hazard a guess i will say loml DOES stand for love of my life and it's a painful love song (like this is the love of my life. maybe it wont last forever but it's the one chance i have. very "false god")

"I Can Do It with a Broken Heart" - i agree w jaime that this is giving long live 2.0 like 'yoh sang these words back to me and suddenly i have strength' but tbh i have been guessing long live 2.0 on every album since lover so watch me be wrong

"The Smallest Man Who Ever Lived" - FUCK U IT'S JOEVER (either hard rocky sounds or soft strings a la ivy/illicit affairs/invisible string)

"The Alchemy" - i'm imagining that the chorus ends with the line 'but what about the alchemy?' - i.e. everything sucks but the chemistry pulls us back together each time, a la "style"

"Clara Bow" - 'how must she have felt? i could take a guess'

"The Manuscript" - i thought this was it and it wasnt and maybe the invisible string wasnt between us but was just the direction of my life ?

"The Bolter" - oh classic me i just run! i always run! and i stayed but now im running! fable-moral-lesson vibes maybe?

"The Albatross" - it's hanging around my neck. im imagining epiphany type strings

"The Black Dog" - haunting me its haunting me everywhere i go, im imagining haunted but the despair is quieter.