#Obsessed with her tears

[bonefall]

To follow the saga!

The end of BB!TNP; Tigerstar Amber, Dark Forest Red

The Challenge; Leopardstar's Dark Forest obsession with this moment

The Killing of Leopardstar; The Lake Will Run Red

New year, new Mistystar appreciation post, three cheers for violence!

This is fanart for @bonefall ‘s warriors au in which Mistystar kills Leopardstar to end the increasing xenophobia that she’s helped grow in RiverClan.

Felt hugely inspired by this post which details how the event happens in the au and really enjoyed playing with the composition and palette here!

[fluffylord]

Look how far I went, for fear of losing you.

[peevishpants]

Cece Spring/Summer '23 Couture at Hateno Fashion Week #totk

[emily-e-draws]

queen sonia 💛

[arcanewit]

zelda totk i love you very much 💚

[moldy-flowers]

Sakura and her comically oversized axes

[alwayshinny]

Harry and Lily Luna 🐞 - "I don't want you to save the world. I just want you to be my daddy."

It was tough leaving for his Auror missions after Ginny had finished Hogwarts, but it became even harder after his kids were born, especially his little Lily Luna.

She sensed Harry was leaving before he even told her. She became his little shadow and followed him everywhere. Lily demanded extra cuddles, waited outside the bathroom, declined to eat her meals unless she was sitting in his lap and he was feeding her, and refused to leave his side until he had to leave.

He didn't realize she was listening in on his and Ginny's conversation the other day about a dangerous mission he had been working on for months. She noticed the way her mom's hands would fidget and how she asked him to be careful in a small voice.

Lily's cousins all said Uncle Harry was saving the world, which she hated because saving the world required him to leave for missions. Everything seemed bigger and scarier when her father wasn't present.

When she noticed the patronus signaling that it was time for him to leave, she huffed and strolled over to her favorite tree, slumping down with a pout. She took a fistful of grass, yanked it out of its roots, and threw it on the ground while crossing her arms over her chest. She heard her father's footsteps as he scooped her up into his arms and tickled her, and instead of laughing, her lips trembled as tears streamed down her face. Harry immediately pulled her into a hug and wiped her tears with his thumb. "Hey, what's wrong, my little Lilybug?" She played with his collar for a few seconds before looking him in the eyes and saying "I don't want you to save the world. I just want you to be my daddy."

[julls]

more mystery lady🌿💗

[hollysoda]

The whole “swallowing a secret stone to become an immortal dragon” thing is really interesting if you think about it.

Mineru says it’s forbidden, but surely something that’s forbidden has happened in the past and had consequences, right?

Perhaps it’s implied that Farosh, Dinraal and Naydra were once Hylian or Zonai and ate a secret stone.

It would kinda make sense really. There are barely any references to the three goddesses in botw and totk because this era is so far away from all of the other eras/timelines the games are set in. It’s entirely possible that when Hyrule was founded rather than disappearing into the heavens and leaving behind the Triforce after finishing their work the goddesses swallowed their secret stones, assuming they have them, to become immortal and watch over the land. The dragons, at least prior to totk, were known as servants of their respective springs. Maybe that’s what remains of their consciousness; the need to protect what they’ve left behind. It would also explain their names, as if their real names (Farore, Nayru and Din) have become obscured and lost in translation over thousands of years

Maybe one thing that comes into question with this is their appearance. The three dragons are covered in white scales and have either red, green/yellow or blue spikes depending on their element. Yet, Zelda/the Light Dragon is more furry, with a narrow snout, antlers and blonde hair. She’s obviously meant to bare some resemblance to Zelda, so do the other three dragons give us an insight to what the goddesses looked like? Do their differing appearances make them Zonai? Or were they Hylian? (If my predictions for the end game are correct, there might be another dragon, but please don’t say any end game spoilers if you reblog. Even if you tag them I will still see them in my notifications)

Dragons definitely appear to be more relevant in totk and I wonder if when/if we get dlc it would be focused on the origin of the three elemental dragons. I think it’s the perfect opportunity to do so

[swordmaid]

SCREAM look at yves omfg....

[miraneko19]

Realized this while playing Birushana. Tomomori. You know.

[bonefall]

My birthday was a couple days ago, and I got to see my bio dad for the first time in a while. He surprised me with the fact that I have a little half-sister, whom I've never met and who was adopted about two years back. So, I wondered if any situations in BB mimic this or have a theme of "secret siblings" or "secret family"? Sorry if this is a weird ask; this blog is honestly just such a cool little place and I love the way you approach the subject matter and take the flawed misogynistic foundation of the WC books and make them so much better (JUSTICE FOR BUMBLE!!!). I've also learned a lot about healthy and unhealthy relationships here and am really glad for your deep dives on Squilf and Bramble. Thanks, Bones!

Not weird at all! I really like exploring all the little nooks and crannies of complicated familial dynamics. I think one of the untapped strengths of WC (that the writers seem to be unaware of) is how their MASSIVE cast allows them to present all sorts of unique dynamics. So I like to pick up on it, since they don't.

For secret siblings...

I'm pretty heavily leaning towards Ambermoon being adopted by Wildfur, as a surrogacy. Something feels correct about it. Especially since Icecloud is getting retooled into a post-Battle of the True Eclipse birth, and a major supporting character in AVoS-era stories as a friend of Alderheart.

Thinking about it, I should zoom in and expand this. Maybe have Icecloud, somehow, acquire forbidden knowledge that would invalidate the Queen’s Rights and he (transman) struggles with if he's going to use it to expose his parents as an excuse to help Ambermoon.

(Especially since Ambermoon and Icecloud are basically nothing alike. Amber is independent, bold, and vain. Ice is jessie pinkman big-hearted, disorganized, and deceptively meek if you look past his "chill" demeanor)

But that's wip-- there's also Breezepelt and the Three, who are going to have an actual friendship. In particular I can't unsee Breeze and Lion having a deep one. I know I commit the Cardinal Sin of borderline himbo-ifying Lionblaze in BB, but I can't help it.

Hollyleaf ended up nabbing a bunch of his most violent roles to make her villainous descent smoother narratively, so BB!Lionblaze's story ends up being more focused on Ashfur's abuse, comic relief with cats in other Clans (something that the very serious Jay and Holly have a hard time providing), and the emotional fallout of the big reveal and Bramblestar's turn on them. Breezepelt slots neatly into that.

They were friends. Lionblaze's whole life came down around the reveal, everyone looking at him and his siblings differently, like they're suddenly something terrible. Why can't we find a silver lining, Breezepelt? Why can't we call ourselves brothers if the whole world is going to do it anyway? So much is changing, but THIS doesn't have to, we will take their weapon and turn it to armor, my ally, my friend, my brother.

(and when Breezepelt is lashing out at the three because of the Dark Forest's influence, Lionblaze is there, taking the blows and trying not to give in to the impulse to send him flying with a single paw)

There's also Harespring and Kestrelflight of WindClan and Owlclaw of ShadowClan. All of them are from a single litter between Whitewater and Mudclaw. She was going to raise the three of them alone as ShadowClan cats, but when the sire was smote, Whitewater felt they were cursed.

She was able to give the oldest two to their bio-uncle, Torear, but the weather was so bad that day and the runt was so sickly and small that it surely would have killed him. I don't think Owlclaw ever finds out why his mother always treated him with suspicion, but it did mess him up horribly.

Over in BB!DOTC, Thunder Storm is getting more half-siblings earlier. Clear Sky and Falling Feather had two daughters-- Pale Sky and Tiger Sky.

I want to explore the way that the various stages of Clear Sky's life acted on his kids. How any little curiosity Thunder Storm had about the life he might have had if he wasn't abandoned is crushed by seeing kittens who weren't. How Clear's favoritism of his oldest child set the trio against each other from the start. How this idea of "love" is toxic yet intoxicating.

It feels good to be the golden child. The power it gives you over his sycophants is satisfying. To know you, and you alone, have what someone else craves. Problem is, that's conditional, and it's cruel.

What Thunder Storm learns from his time with his biodad is that Clear Sky is not his father at all. He's taught him exactly what he DOESN'T want to be. There may be similarities-- in temperament, in physical prowess (though BB!Thunder is three-legged, he's still ripped), in taste and senses. But Thunder Storm's father is Shaded Flower.

(BB!Gray Wing died in the first book, rescuing Shaded Flower from being trampled by a horse. Xey're a patron of wisdom, Shaded Moss is taking the role of fatherhood to Thunder)

His sister is Rainswept Flower. His mom is Bright Storm. If there was a bond he could have had with Tiger Sky and Pale Sky, it dies simply and cruelly on the knife they used to cut each other out.

Pale might have wanted to mend it, she was the gentler one. But she dies in the First Battle along with her mother. Tiger Sky is too stubborn to accept any help, should Thunderstar offer it, and Thunderstar isn't in the business of begging for others to like him.

Naturally I'm lowkey obsessed with them lmao. I need to make a BB!DOTC overviewww

[dengswei]

@asiandramanet creator bingo — black and white — yuan xia x wei ziqi | present, is present (2024) episode two

[aturnoftheearth]

the fact that every criticism of taylor swift is met with either #misogyny or “oh you’re a music snob huh” or- my personal favorite- “you’re too stupid to understand how deep this song actually is” is soooo tiring. aren’t you guys tired.

[thefriendoforatioisdead]

THE LITTLE HEAD SCRATCH KIM GIVES WAN !!!!

EXCUSE ME ????

[kycken]

@troublehq

Seishu’s heels clacked against wet asphalt as he dragged himself through a bustling sea of pedestrians, most of whom were giving him a wide berth. Like parting the waves of the ocean, countless people took one look at his tokkofuku and massive burn scar covering most of the left side of his skull- The lack of hair in unsightly patches, reddened and tightly stretched skin that had healed over the wrong way- He was a veritable monster in terms of sheer appearance and fighting capability.

Things had always been easy when Koko was around, always fun and effortless. It didn’t matter what they got around to- Studying (for all the ‘good’ it did Inui- which wasn’t much), playing video games, sitting around enjoying the floor fan and ice cream… Every day had been a bright spot in his otherwise boring, typical life. Koko was smart, insightful, funny, and loyal- He had something that Seishu realized he lacked in himself, and that it complimented the qualities he did possess in his own personality and outlook.

So why had everything gone so wrong?

He almost wished that his best friend had just left him behind in the burnt out skeleton of that two-story house. That he’d managed to reach his sister just in the nick of time, to spare her the pain that would become the rest of her passing excuse for a ‘life’. She had to breathe through tubes, her bandages constantly wept with blood and pus, she was barely conscious most of the time and when she was conscious- She merely suffered in silence, too drugged up from antibiotics, painkillers, and whatever other prescriptions were needed to keep her stabilized. It was barely living at all. 

Hajime visited every day. There wasn’t much to talk about. So they’d sit in different chairs and just stare through the window of the treatment room at her. Koko always managed to muster up fresh tears for Akane, every time. After awhile, Seishu found he couldn’t feel… anything. Maybe it was the process of grieving, or maybe he was just a heartless and cold person- Having grown jealous of his own flesh and blood due to the capture she held over his best friend’s attention and devotion. He couldn’t help it- When had Koko ever looked happy to see him, after the fire? 

They were tied together by medical grade cotton bandages, linked by intravenous tubing, surgically stapled at the hip like siamese twins on display in a carnival. Yet he’d never felt more alone and distant from the other boy since they’d first become friends.

Even through it all, he still missed Koko. Was starved for his now increasingly rare affection, a glance, a kind word- A brief pat on the shoulder, however long that lasted. Seishu had a general idea of just what his ‘business’ was… He’d rounded up young thieves and middle school cut-ups and had them deployed on missions for clients, abusing some legal loophole that had too many complicated words and legalese for Inui to really understand on any complex level.

He always reached for his cell phone, would look up Koko’s number, and think about calling- Then give up, convince himself that he would just be bothering him. An unruly distraction when he was single-handedly attempting to cover millions of yen- For Akane, for him. Their combined medical bills had staggered their parents into being completely overwhelmed. They’d just taken out a massive loan to have the new house built, there wasn’t anything left. And he felt guilty about that, too- Why couldn’t he just be a good, productive member of society? Why was he filled with so much anger, so much intense resentment, this overwhelming urge to hurt other people over any slight- Real and imagined?

Seishu was so lost within his own thoughts, his hip nudged a trash bin over, spilling recycled bottles and cans all over the t-branch to a smaller alleyway between storefronts in the shopping district. He should probably clean up, but instead the accident gave rise to annoyance, causing the blonde to lash out with his foot- Sending a half-full PET bottle with soda (or coffee- hard to tell) flying into the nearby shadows. It struck something solid.

Cursing, the stranger reeled upon Inui, a much larger adult- But not a delinquent… He was wearing an extremely gaudy suit, big gold chains, fancy rings and shoes. And he was in the middle of threatening or shaking down someone wearing the same school uniform Koko did-

“... Koko?” Seishu asked, pale eyes widening in disbelief. It couldn’t be anyone else- The sleek hairstyle, the single draped earring, same beautifully dark and feline eyes. It was all very innocuous looking: some sketchy alley, a middle school student, some ‘kindly man’ with a less than kindly expression on his face. It was also all sorts of fucking wrong. What did guys dressed like that want with teenage boys away from busy streets?

He didn’t even have the sense to give a warning in the form of words- Seishu leapt forward to ram his shoulder straight into the suited man’s torso, knocking him over and down onto the pavement. The blonde didn’t hesitate before pulling his foot back and kicking the stranger savagely in the ribs, the stomach, the groin- Lifting a strangely pale and delicate ankle clad in neon pink pleather and three inches of tapered heel that punctured through fabric and flesh. His women’s pump actually broke clean in half as he continued stomping on the older male’s calf, ugly socks covering a bony ankle- eventually kicking the entire thing off and getting his bare foot dirtied with blood, grease, and whatever else had graced the floor with its disgusting presence. Inui glanced around like a jerky marionette on tangled strings as he looked for an improvised weapon, eventually settling on some abandoned cafe sign with handwritten pictures and drink specials.

Inui lifted the sign and brought it down over and over and over, until wood cracked and splintered and chalk dust flew everywhere, the nice little picturesque designs being ruined by broken teeth and blood splatters. The man eventually stopped cringing in anticipation of another strike and stopped pleading for his life. He stopped moving, period. Was still breathing, if shallowly, but down for the count.

Slowly, Seishu turned his head to look at Koko, breathing raggedly from the sheer physical exertion of his rampage. 

“Are y-” he chokes, dry heaving as his own spittle gets stuck in his esophagus- Fluid down the wrong tube at the worst time. He coughs into his callused fist a few times, clearing his throat roughly.

“You’re gonna be okay, Koko- I’m here now... I'm here."