#Orders from the supreme leader (MEME)

[nanshe-of-nina]

Women’s History Meme || Empresses (2/5) ↬ Catherine de Valois-Courtenay (before 15 April 1303 – October 1346)

The official Neapolitan investigation into Andrew of Hungary’s murder targeted Johanna’s closest supporters and left her isolated and vulnerable. Her aunt, Catherine of Valois, took advantage of that vulnerability to become the queen’s confidant in order to make certain that one of her sons would be Naples’s next king. At first, it appeared that this son would be Robert, the eldest of the Tarantini, who for a time seemed to be winning the competition between the Angevin princes for power and whom Johanna requested a papal dispensation to marry. Soon, however, Louis gained the upper hand, and Johanna’s requests for dispensations began to identify him as her intended. — From She-Wolf to Martyr: The Reign and Disputed Reputation of Johanna I of Naples by Elizabeth Casteen Of the many relatives who chose to avail themselves of the glittering social whirl of the capital, one stood out: Joanna’s aunt, Catherine of Valois, widow of Robert the Wise’s younger brother Philip, prince of Taranto. Catherine was Joanna’s mother’s older half-sister (both were fathered by Charles of Valois). Catherine had married Philip in 1313, when Philip was thirty-five and she just ten. Catherine was Philip’s second wife. He had divorced his first on a trumped-up charge of adultery after fifteen years of marriage and six children in order to wed Catherine, who had something he wanted. She was the sole heir to the title of empress of Constantinople. … Catherine was twenty-eight years old, recently widowed, and a force to be reckoned with when the newly orphaned Joanna and her sister, Maria, first knew her at the Castel Nuovo in 1331. Shrewd, highly intelligent, and vital, Catherine was supremely conscious of her exalted ancestry and wore her title of empress of Constantinople as though it were a rare gem of mythic origin. Even the death of her husband, Philip, in 1331 had not dissuaded her from persisting in her efforts to reclaim the Latin Empire for herself and her three young sons: Robert, Louis, and Philip. A series of shockingly inept leaders had left the Byzantine Empire vulnerable to attack from the west, and this state of affairs was well known in Italy. Moreover, Catherine was used to getting her way. — The Lady Queen: The Notorious Reign of Joanna I, Queen of Naples, Jerusalem, and Sicily by Nancy Goldstone

[sapientiiae]

@hyruleanlegends asked: ♥♥ impa to hw kiss meme

Things had grown…complicated between the Hyrulean army’s supreme leader and general. Ever since Zelda had made her feelings apparent, it seemed Impa was keen on avoiding her. However, it was a bit of a challenge to evade someone when you were technically their bodyguard and fighting alongside them on a battle field almost every day.

Still, the message was clear. As soon as things were deemed safe, the Sheikah made an excuse to be anywhere but at the Hylian princess’s side. It wasn’t that she was necessarily far away — no, Impa continued to linger close enough that she could intervene, should she decide her liege was in danger or needed assistance. She simply stuck to the perimeter of the other woman’s tent, avoiding the need for conversation lest it related to the army’s orders and battle plans.

What infuriated Zelda was that it hadn’t seemed as if Impa did not return her feelings. Nayru no; Zelda could feel the tension that radiated between the two of them, building with each day their dilemma went unresolved. Impa seemed only opposed to the idea because of who they were—their positions as monarch and guard. 

In hindsight, it might have been inappropriate for the princess to use one of the captains to intercept the Sheikah woman. However, despite the friendship she believed they possessed, she felt certain Impa would let little more than a second word slip from her lips if she believed it had anything to do with the situation they’d found themselves in.

Most of the soldiers had already retired to their own tents for the night, save for the ones that had been selected to keep guard incase their encampment were to be subject to an enemy’s raid. Zelda herself had restrained herself to the confines of her tent immediately after dinner, pouring over Hyrule’s maps to devise the army’s next move, biding her time until nearly all of her troops were asleep. 

Once she’d decided the time was appropriate, she’d asked a captain to inform Impa that she was being summoned, claiming she needed a status report on the battalion Impa had been leading. It left the general no choice but to answer the summons.

“You requested a—“

Before the snow-haired woman could finish her sentence, Zelda sprung her attack. She is immediately upon the taller woman, rolling onto the tips of her toes as she throws her arms around the Sheikah and cranes her own head back. It takes her only a second to press her lips to her vassal’s, their bodies now flush against one another.

When she receives no immediate opposition, her fingers slide up into the strands of starlight that were still neatly secured by the woman’s hair pin, carefully working the powder white locks loose so she may curl her fingers in them. With still no resistance, the princess’s lips part, her tongue sensually gliding along the other woman’s bottom lip, beckoning the Sheikah to part them so she might explore. 

She poured everything she had into that kiss, if only to convey how serious she’d been when she expressed her feelings. And she would continue to bask in the moment and give Impa everything she had until the general decided to end the moment. 

[astro-chan]

WFC Trilogy - Character Reviews

(That no one asked for)

Optimus Prime

Pretends to listen to everyone's advice

jUsT hAvE fAiTh

Okay let's look for the allspark because I said so

*Yeets it off Cybertron an hour later*

Frustrates everyone

Including his own team

Simp

Elita

Exasperated mom

Lowkey tired of OP's shit

Give the gal a break

Bad bitch

Should be leader tbh

Bumblebee

3 edgy 5 me

Sassmaster

He knows a guy

'iTs NoT a PhAsE mOm'

The ugly one

Jetfire

Probably played basketball in HS

Told his boss to go suck it

Joined the other team as an excuse to murder his former colleages

Chaotic good

Ultra Magnus

Wants peace

(Fucking dies and has his body used as a weapon of war)

His decapitated head makes a nice ornamental table piece

Ratchet

Tired of everyone's shit

Has a decepticon bf

Do NOT upset his patients

Beautiful

(((WHERE IS HE)))

Wheeljack

'Pain in my A S S'

Wheeljack N O

What does he know about Perceptor's tight receptor?

D...did he just give Megatron a boob job?

Mirage

Now you see me now you don't

Wants to fight Ratchet's decepticon bf

ADHD

Prowl

Good cop

Not ACAB???

Almost gets his shit wrecked by fucking wind

Cog

Haha big gun go pew

Somehow survives having a big ass hole blown in his torso

Gets sucked out of a ship into the cold depths of space

Gets stabbed in the tit

Are you okay, my little cogchamp?

Arcee

Shows up outta nowhere as an accomplice in robbery

Lowkey wishes she stayed home

Her and bee have chaotic sibling vibes

Chromia

Moonracer but blue

Does not get dismembered

Will snipe your ass

Moonracer

Chromia but mint

Gets dismembered

Can't snipe your ass because she's dead

Red Alert

Didn't graduate med school for this shit

Somehow survives falling to his death

He's always alert....hehe....get it?....Cuz his name's Red Alert...and he's always...heh...alert

Impactor

Angery gay

Will fight you

Won't actually fight you because Ratchet would disapprove

Deserved better

Ironhide

Red

Thank you for flying ark airlines this is your captain speaking

Probably has no idea wtf is happening most of the time

Sideswipe

Hood tiddies

*points at butterfly* is this screentime?

Sideswipe character

Hound

Wait this guy was in the show???

Huh

Idk he did a thing?

He's green I guess

Alpha Trion

Proud single dad of three kids

Can't control his three kids

Get's murdered by one of his three kids

(That kid then went on to start a planetary war against the other two kids)

Bumblebee's sleep paralysis demon

Megatron

L I P S

Overlord is that u?

Handsome squidward vibes

Has giant self-portraits of him murdering autobots hung up around his crib

Angry at OP because he's shit at flirting with OP

Save the cybertronians...by mass murdering the cybertronians

Gets stabbed in the tit

Starscream

Puritan scum

Gets promoted and instantly climaxes

*breathes excitedly*

*pleased gasp*

Jetfire's bitch

Thundercracker

Starscreams #1 fanboy

Is shit at searching for Autobots

Skywarp

Starscreams #2 fanboy

Dies?!?!

RIP I guess

Soundwave

That guy on the radio

Shares a braincell with Shockwave

Lowkey wholesome

C00l d00d

Shockwave

Questionable morals

Even more questionable voice

Yeah. Science, bitch!

Bastard

Barricade

ACAB ACAB ACAB ACAB ACAB

GOLD FACE

Get's screamed at a lot

Skytread

Secretly doesn't condone Megatron's shit

Wants to be punched in the face

Does not want to be shot in the face

Spinister

Generic bad guy #1

Gets stabbed in the tit

Vortex is that u

Hotlink

Generic bad guy #2

Does not get stabbed in the tit

Skywarp is that u

Laserbeak

Birb

Sees all

Caw

Ravage

A good boy

STOP THROWING HIM AROUND

This is animal abuse I'm calling PETA

Soundblaster

Radical

He's gonna make you an offer you can't refuse

Soundwave's cooler cousin

Deeseus

ORDER IN THE COURT

Cut off 4 of it's 5 faces so it could get it's shit together

Still does not have it's shit together

Doubledealer

Lockdown WHOMS'T

Bitch better have my money

Gets posessed by his client

Skylinx

#deep

(How does he see???)

Wisdom dog 2.0

Ahaha that was the old me

Dude's just vibing in space

Scorponok

YOU PICKED THE WRONG HOUSE FOOL

Impressive vocabulary

Will insult you eloquently

(((Fr he's been through so much trauma; he lost his family, became the last of his kind, is probably suffering from PTSD and now two groups of strangers invade his home and start shooting at him. Homeboy has every right to be pissed off)))

Omega Supreme

Nuh uh I ain't getting involved

*gets involved 10 mins later*

Aight what did I miss?

Galvatron

The embodiment of the 'Who are you? / I'm you...but stronger' meme

Gets lit the fuck up

Nemesis Prime

*Glare*

Of course he only gets 2 seconds of screentime

[villainsandvictimsalliance]

asked a million times, will ask another million again: shigadabi for the ship meme!

LET'S GO SHIGADABI NATION. THIS IS A QUESTION I'LL NEVER STOP ANSWERING. SO SEND IT AS MANY TIMES AS YOU WANT.

You guys know why I love this ship? This is god material, ladies and gentlemen and my fellow nb friends. This is "against the odds, even after all the suffering and the trauma we've been through, here we are. Two lost boys in the hands of fortune and fate".

This is the ship that keeps happening in every alternative universe. Somehow, they find they're way to each other time and time again. Their real identities and their current identities are intertwined, so there's no scape. The more they try to get away, the more they fall into the other.

And I'm gonna put the cut in here because this is going to be a long one with spoilers from the manga, so let's enjoy the ride.

Tenko had black hair, red eyes. Touya had red hair (it became white later) with blue eyes. After going through their respective traumas, they changed. Shimura Tenko, now Shigaraki Tomura, got his hair blue and later white. Todoroki Touya, now Dabi, dyed his hair black.

Let's start with Shimura Tenko and Todoroki Touya, shall we?

Do you see where I want to go? They share the color palette. No? Still aren't you convinced? Well, mix white and black, mix red and blue, and you're going to obtain gray and purple, the other two colors that Shigaraki and Dabi share.

They both come from notorious hero families with money. They both had siblings, siblings that didn't protect them because it was not their jobs to do so. Siblings that would do anything to mend it. Mothers that failed them by not being able to get them out of their abusive houses, fathers that broken them so much, they still have flashbacks.

They even wear a sort of parody of their families hero costumes. Dabi's sacrs are a parallel of Endeavor's suit and Shigaraki's outfit when he got All For One was a parallel to Nana Shimura's suit too.

They both have their own arcs, being two of the most important arcs in the manga when it comes to the falling of Hero Society. They're respectively calling out the two best heroes on Japan, pointing out how fake they are. Yes, you can look for it in the manga, there's a parallel between Endeavor and All Might, because they've failed Touya and Tenko and they almost broke Izuku and Shoto.

If you ship TodoDeku, let me tell you some news: Dabi and Shigaraki are their parallels. They share the same story, but the difference is that Shoto and Izuku found someone to rescue them and had friends. Tenko and Dabi were abandoned and isolated from society.

And yes, in the manga, it is clear that Izuku wants to save Shigaraki as much as Shoto wants to save Dabi. Because they understand.

Shigaraki and Dabi are not in a mental state to ask for help and they won't. Who are they going to ask for help anyway? The same society that failed them and turned them into villians and tried to killed them every time? Denying their voices and arguments and identities?

So yes, their speech is pretty similar.

Shigaraki says "this society is corrupted and doesn't work so we need to take it down in order to rebuild it from zero". He doesn't want to be the supreme leader, like AFO. Anyone can do as they please in the new world. He just doesn't want no more corruptelas people in positions of power claiming they're heroes or saints.

Dabi instead, explains that there are no real heroes. Not even one. Shigaraki just wants to live, he's tired and he wants to live. Dabi doesn't. He's suicidal, he wants to make his father pay and then he can die in peace. He wants to show them all that he once believe in heroes and in his father above them all, but they failed him. They're incapable of doing what they say their gonna do. They can't protect them.

Shigaraki and Dabi both feel helpless. They are desperate for some control, just like every victim of abuse is. They want people to acknowledge the things the hero society did to them, to say that their hurt is valid.

And that's exactly why this ship is for me one of the best ships in the whole bnha / mha world.

The things they've gone through are things that cannot be explained. Not even Hawks can understand completely the type of hurt Shigaraki and Dabi has gone through. A cut só deep they can't forget or forgive. They have said it. They can't forget. They can't forgive. Not matter what people tells them, they're trapped in their memories, in the loop of the feelings of the moment when it all fell apart.

But they don't have to explain themselves when they're together. Dabi can say "none of the recruits were worth it" and Shigaraki doesn't ask. Shigaraki can tell part of his story and Dabi won't even blink. They have this agreement: we say what we want to say, we do what we want to do, we use each other to reach our goals, but we don't ask, we don't ask for something we're not ready to give.

When you've been through a lot, sometimes you find comfort in being with someone that doesn't demand you stuff. You can let your guard down because you don't have to take care of them. If you hurt them, well, they knew you were dangerous, right? And they don't interact with you with pity or sorrow or like if you were made of glass. You're equals. You don't need any of that bullshit.

In the meantime, you start feeling comfortable. No restrictions, no rules, no expectations. So you are just... Yourself. And you don't feel the need to destroy as much as before because there's no one making you angry. There's no one making you sad. You can go and argue with him for a little but... It's pointless. You're comfortable around him. He makes you feel... Safe, maybe?

And then shit's go down. Because you start to laugh when you want to laugh and you start to relax and be more friendly. And he does the same, because you two are not trying to impress anybody. You don't care if you're gross, he doesn't care if he's mean. You two know the worst the other can do, so it's not like someone can point the worst in them to make you change your mind. You've already know it.

The surprise comes when he starts showing his best side and you do the same. Oh boy, oh boy, that's dangerous. Even more dangerous than his hands when they're ready to kill, are his eyes when his looking at you across the room and they're glowing. Why are they glowing. Way are they looking at you like that. Why he is suddenly calling your name and you are feeling weird. It's not annoyance. It's... It's something else.

And if they ever tell each other the full truth about their pasts, well, the bond will only get deeper.

That's the funny part. I see Shigaraki as a demisexual and Dabi as a demiromantic. That means, Shigaraki doesn't feel sexual attraction unless he has a deep bond with someone and Dabi doesn't feel romantic attraction until he is close to someone in a feeling-mind type of way.

That means that Dabi is making Shigaraki explore his sexuality and Dabi is falling in love with Shigaraki AND THEY HATE IT. NO. They hate the idea of being vulnerable around the other but it makes sense. They hate that fact even more. They hate that it's only getting better and they're only getting closer. They hate the fact that they can read each other minds so easily or understand the other with few words between them. They are becoming predictable. They're getting frustrated.

And with frustration comes the sexual tension. Oops. And with the sexual activities, comes the vulnerable moments and the confessions. They're getting intimate. And it's too late to pretend that it's not happening.

Now I need to apologize for ranting for so long about them. But I told you all. I told you guys. This is my otp. I have Shigadabi brainrot. It's terminal.

What's the point of saying they are my 10/10, fav ship in the fandom, if I already wrote this much. Dear @viruscide, look what you've done. I hope you're proud and I hope you enjoy my spiral into insanity.

[angel-caked]

𝐌 𝐮 𝐬 𝐞 𝐈 𝐧 𝐬 𝐩 𝐢 𝐫 𝐚 𝐭 𝐢 𝐨 𝐧 𝐬 ♡

TAGGING THE DASHBOARD || TAGGED BY NO ONE

idea adapted from museinspo’s navigation page! bold the labels that serve as the most distinctive traits of your muse, traits that would immediately be apparent to other people. italicize the labels that serve as your muse’s hidden traits, traits that someone else would perhaps have to discover in order to find out about. repost, do not reblog!

the academic. » a teacher or educator.

the activist. » someone who fights for social change.

the addictive. » someone who has addictive tendencies.

the aesthete. » appreciates beauty and art.

the allegiant. » the follower.

the anthomaniac. » strong love for flowers and nature.

the aquaphile. » someone with an enthusiasm for water.

the artisan. » skilled in a particular art or craft.

the astrophile. » lover of the stars, space and astronomy.

the baby doll. » cute and innocent, loves to be spoilt and cared for.

the bellwether. » the trendsetter (typically in the fashion world).

the benefactor. » a sugar daddy or sugar mama, tbh.

the benevolent. » someone who’s well-meaning and kind, caring.

the bibliomaniac. » bookworm. has the desire to collect and read books.

the black sheep. » considered the disgrace of a family or group of people.

the cataclysmic. » violent, someone bad or unwanted.

the celebrity. » someone of a high and public profile.

the comic. » the comedian/literal meme.

the connard. » asshole.

the contingent. » someone who relies on others for comfort.

the contrite. » the apologetic.

the coquette. » flirtatious women.

the credulous. » naive.

the crepehanger. » pessimistic.

the crestfallen. » sad and feeling low.

the crimson. » heated or aggressive; anger.

the despondent. » in low spirits from loss of hope, disappointed.

the diligent. » workaholic.

the dirtbag. » prone to creating disturbances and breaking the law.

the ecclesiastic. » a religious muse.

the ecdysiast. » a strip-tease performer.

the epicure. » a food enthusiast.

the facade. » someone who hides behind a mask.

the fallen angel. » someone who falls from a high point in their life.

the feeble-minded. » foolish or dull-witted.

the fervour. » someone who experiences intense emotions and feelings.

the fighter. » someone who is regularly getting in fights and/or a boxer.

the gregarious. » sociable and fond of company, known to gossip.

the grifter. » a con-artist or thief.

the hacker. » gains unauthorized access to electronic devices.

the halcyon. » optimistic and carefree in their lifestyle; a free spirit.

the hoyden. » the tomboy.

the icarian. » spontaneous and adventurous; also a free spirit.

the impecunious. » having little or no money.

the impious. » showing a lack of respect for god or religion.

the insurgent. » rebels, stirs up conflict, goes against the norms.

the intangible concept. » a mystery in a person.

the isolato. » someone who lives in solitude.

the lost soul. » someone who has lost themselves or their sense of purpose.

the lothario. » a man who can be alluring and seductive.

the luminary. » the leader.

the malingerer. » easygoing, lazy, childish.

the magnate. » wealthy and influential business person.

the miscreant. » criminal.

the muse. » an inspiration to those artists.

the muso. » a keen fan of music.

the mystic. » interested in spiritual mystery.

the netizen. » frequent internet user, perhaps a vlogger/blogger/insta famous person.

the paracosmist. » the dreamer.

the paradox. » contradictory.

the pastiche. » the result of an event in their life, typically a tragic or traumatic one.

the philanthropist. » someone who promotes wellness in others and takes care of them.

the philophobe. » fear of love or commitment.

the phoenix. » rises from the ashes after a tragic event/losing themselves.

the polymath. » someone with a wide range of knowledge, know it all.

the pristine. » pure, innocent, unspoiled, uncorrupted.

the prosperous. » successful in material terms.

the pyromaniac. » person with an obsessive desire to set things on fire.

the recluse. » shy, reserved, withdrawn. often seen as ‘the loner’.

the reticent. » not revealing one’s thoughts or feelings readily.

the reveller. » the party-goer.

the runaway. » someone who’s run away from their family or home

the savant. » a distinguished scientist.

the solicitous. » someone showing interest/concern. anxious.

the southern belle. » a country gal

the southern gentlemen. » a country guy

the sovereign. » supreme ruler, queen bee.

the sybarite. » someone who is fond of luxury (rich or not).

the sycophant. » uses people to gain advantage ; a leech.

the tenacious. » not readily changing their course of actions or principle - to the book.

the thespian. » actor/actress or drama queen.

the traveler. » pretty self explanatory !! they love to travel the world & rarely stay in one place for too long.

the trendoid. » a trendy person. someone who keeps up with today’s memes

the urbanite. » someone who lives in the city.

the utopian. » someone who is idealistic.

the vainglorious. » vain, boastful, full of self-pride.

the vindictive. » someone who seeks revenge, someone who does not easily forgive.

the vixen. » an alluring woman who’s often of dubious moral character.

the zealous. » passionate about a pursuit or cause; opinionated.

[mythgirlimagines]

The latest in a line of therapeutic robotic assistants, here is the latest in her lineage, in the circuits and metal herself: MY-3, the Former Ultimate Robot!

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BACKSTORY AND TALENT 

MY-3 (nicknamed “Mythie”, and eventually “Myth) was the third and most recent creation created by a pair of robotic engineering geniuses. MY-3 was created to  become a therapeutic robot, with her adorable appearance, personality, and voice, that makes her a massive success with both children, and even many adults, who find MY-3’s various adorable qualities to be calming and soothing. Many functions, such as a built-in oven, and a built-in musical speaker and TV, can offer different coping mechanisms, for all sorts of patients. All of those qualities resulted in a massive recovery success rate at the mental treatment facility that she currently works at, when not attending Hope’s Peak and learning more about humans and their behaviors. There otherwise isn’t that much backstory on MY-3, for she was only created about 3 or 4 years ago. Myth is currently working in Ward #137, helping Anons recover mentally from anxiety attacks and/or assorted mental trauma, and this story would center on Myth helping these Anons through their mental pain and trauma. 

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RELATIONSHIPS

Wyre Anon, Former Ultimate Entomologist

Wyre’s parents and Myth’s parents have been scientific business partners for a long time, and regularly collaborate on many projects together, namely studying bugs, in order to figure out how their robotic bugs are supposed to move. Despite Wyre’s rough demeanor and equally as dirty and gritty talent, Myth can’t deny that Wyre was only the bestest friend that she could ever ask for. As long as Wyre’s insects didn’t make their way into her circuits, Myth always found the various insects Wyre brings over to her fascinating. But for now, many of the now-fragile patients would rather not witness their much-cherished insect companions, much to the entomologist’s anger and dismay.

Outfit: A tan safari outfit with a red tie and an off-white pith helmet, off-white socks and brown shoes, regularly carries a butterfly net, the glasses from their original design.

Anon Scar, Ultimate Aikido Master 

Growing up with severe emotional and self-esteem issues, Scar’s parents sent her off to a temple and had an old master teach her all about using aikido (or the Art of the Demons, as the old master called it) to maintain emotional control. Scar’s skill in aikido gave her both something to be proud of and something to control her overflowing emotions. Unfortunately, her old master eventually passed away, and she more-or-less regressed into her old pre-aikido behavior. MY-3‘s tranquil presence and reassuring words regularly calmed the aikido master down, during her emotional highs, and allowed her true maternal side to show, especially when it came to teaching younger Anons about aikido.

Outfit: Hair in a ponytail held by a purple bow, a black coat slung over her shoulders like a cape over a white robe with purple hakama pants, bandaged arms, white ankle socks.

Fusion Anon, Ultimate Pianist

Revered by many classical music enthusiasts for being a piano-playing prodigy ever since he was a little boy, no one can deny that Fusion is both passionate in playing the piano and composing his own piano music. Unfortunately, the stress that came from being a musical wunderkind and his strict and overbearing parents repeatedly entering him in contests and forcing him to practice endlessly, in order to win prize money, caused Fusion to suffer a mental breakdown on stage, and, in humiliation and shame, ran away to never play on stage again. Fusion loves to teach those willing to learn about music, but Myth couldn’t help but detect pain hidden by that cheery and food-stuffed grin.

Outfit: A blue jacket with golden music note shaped buttons and black and white stripes on the sleeves, over a red hoodie, black and white fingerless gloves, yellow and blue headphones around his neck, glasses, pants, and shoes from his original design.

Fusion II, Ultimate Detective

Born to a police commissioner father and a criminal prosecutor mother, Fusion II always wanted to pursue a career in justice, and managed to get her wish, when she became a prodigy detective in her preteen years. Unfortunately, in her first major murder case (which she managed to solve in under a day), when she managed to expose the culprit, the insane and enraged culprit pulled out a knife and gouged one of Fusion II’s eyes out, which gave her severe trauma, and encouraged her to never pursue another murder case again. While Fusion II‘s knowledge on memes helps educate MY-3 on human internet culture, it’s clear to MY-3 that her sarcasm and meme references are hiding some severe past pain.

Outfit: A black and blue fedora, a black eyepatch that hides her gouged-out eye, a blue trench coat over a white button up shirt and a red necktie, black gloves, a black and blue skirt, long white socks and black heeled boots.

Just Anon, Ultimate Tennis Pro

Similar to Fusion, Janon is a prodigy that is well-renowned by both his adoring fans from his highly-prestigious private boarding school and tennis enthusiasts everywhere. Being raised to uphold his family’s legacy, ever since he was a toddler, Janon wants nothing more than to leave his family and actually get a chance to relax between etiquette lessons and constant tennis matches that come with autograph sessions. Janon’s cramped schedules eventually lead to burn-out and mental roadblock, earning him a spot in the ward. MY-3‘s overly affectionate attitude definitely rubbed the athlete the wrong way, and would much rather either take a long nap or dote on the Jr. Ultimates.

Outfit: The bunny hoodie and mask from his original design over a pink and blue tennis uniform.

Sparkle Anon, Former Ultimate Supreme Leader

With a love for the histrionics and a 30-person group at her fingertips, Sparkle doesn’t seem to like divulging into the specifics of her talent, for all she was willing to reveal about her organisation was that it, “SEEKS TO MAKE SHINING DIAMONDS OUT OF INSIGNIFICANT LUMPS OF COAL“. Ever since this theatrical self-proclaimed dictator arrived at the ward, she’s been trying to get people to join her group. Not even MY-3 seems to know what Sparkle is even doing at this ward, for she wasn’t scheduled for this (or any, for that matter) wards at the psychological ward. But that doesn’t mean MY-3 wouldn’t try to crack the rhinestone-covered enigma that is Supreme Leader Sparkle.

Outfit: A pink sparkly captain’s cap, hair in a sideplait, a blue suit and matching pants, a rainbow colored necktie, the cape and boots from her original design, always carries her sceptre.

Egg Anon, Former Ultimate Cosplayer/Assassin, and Wet Sock Anon, Former Ultimate Magician

The genius combination of the twin’s talents, with Wet Sock‘s brilliant magic shows and Egg’s ability to disguise themselves and blend in with the crowd, allows Egg’s true talent to shine and Egg to shank their targets from the shadows. They also regularly pull the classic “twin switch” in both their operations and their prison escapes, and nobody could even tell the difference. It’s very clear that their parentless and tragic lives on the streets took a toll on their psyche, and once the cops found the twins, they hauled them over to the ward and left them in the care of the therapists and MY-3. Egg and Wet Sock always love to mess with MY-3 and her functions, but they’re secretly thankful for her help.

Both Outfits: Standard stage magician tuxedo, cape, and hat.

Curious Anon, Jr. Ultimate Inventor

Born and raised in a war-torn territory and underneath a cruel and exploitative government, upon finding out their gift in mechanics and coming up with plans, Curious was raised to be both an inventor and a test subject for said inventions, and Curious, being the passive soul that they are, never stood up against the cruel government that they lived under, even after the constant experiments gave them both physical and mental scars. Eventually, after the war ceased, somebody found Curious, and hauled them off to the psych ward. Curious’s kind and passive nature made them really great friend with the equally kind robot, but MY-3 knew that no one can handle what was thrown at the inventor, without consequences.

Outfit: Sickly green skin with stitches and scars all over their body and bolts in their neck, an off-white jumpsuit with black and yellow gloves, and matching boots and goggles, long messy hair.

Anon Nerd, Former Ultimate Butler

In order to step above all of the other more desirable kids residing in the orphanage alongside him, young Nerd quickly practiced crafts of cleanliness and order (namely cooking and cleaning living spaces). Eventually, those skills managed to get him picked up by a family that only uses him as a personal butler (and occasional bodyguard, why else would a butler carry around a volatile scouter, and a temper twice as large?), and never as their actual child. Eventually, after shouldering their abuse into his adult years, Nerd snapped and set fire to the mansion with his scouter, earning him a spot in the ward’s roster. MY-3 considers Nerd to be one of the tougher cookies to crack, due to his temper.

Outfit: Literally the exact same outfit but with gloves and longer coattails.

Eldritch Anon, Ultimate Artist

Desperately yearning for the “sheep” of the world to ”wake up”, Eldritch channels his pessimistic and paranoid mindset into traditional art (never digital, he doesn’t want to contribute to the robot uprising), and wants everyone who views his artwork (detailing apocalyptic settings and themes of distrust, misanthropy, and all the secretly-disgusting citizens of the world) to frown and spread scowls and distrust amongst the general population. Concerned about his paranoia, Eldritch’s parents sent him off to the ward, to many protests from the tiny artist. Eldritch hates MY-3‘s metallic guts, and always tries to destroy her, before she becomes the leader of the machine uprising.

Outfit: A paint splattered version of his hoodie over a black shirt with a creepy white face design on the front, brown overalls, and yellow and black rainboots.

Dream Anon, Ultimate Anthropologist

Expressing a love of humanity and the varied cultures of them, Dream travels all over the world with grit and determination to learn more about this particular interest of hers. Despite coming off to others as a ditzy jock, Dream is actually a respected figure in the field of anthropology and her anthropology journals are well-known by all in the field. Unfortunately, the reckless anthropologist stumbled into uncharted territory, one day, and got attacked by the territorial natives. It took her several days before her fellow explorers found her again, but the damage has already been done, both physically and mentally. Dream likes to claim she’s fine, but MY-3’s lie detector can see right through Dream.

Outfit: Hair that looks awkwardly lobbed off and scars all across her face and body, a pink cardigan over a tan button-up shirt, a dark brown skirt, black leggings, dark brown Uggs, the sidebag from her original design.

Iris Anon, Jr. Ultimate Adventurer

Not wanted to stay confided in a stuffy orphanage forever, Iris packed a simple backpack, and set off on a world tour, to see all of the fascinating and exotic things that the world has to offer. Despite being a preteen (and a really clumsy one, at that), the sheer reach that Iris had in her travels and her contagious optimism, she has garnered fame all over the world, and gave her the title of Ultimate Adventurer. Iris loves going to hospitals and psych wards and tell stories about her travels, and Ward #137 is definitely no exception. MY-3 loves learning about humans from around the world, but considering Iris’s past, MY-3 can’t help but feel like part of Iris’s optimism is all a facade.

Outfit: Hair cut to her shoulders, a brown leather parka with off-white fluff over a blue tanktop, bright pink pants and glow-in-the-dark sneakers, bandages all over her body, the glasses from her original design.

Purple Anon, Ultimate Astronaut

Raised by two influential pioneers of the scientific industry, Purple showed a promising career as an astronaut, for both her massive knowledge in astronomy and cosmology for someone of her age, and her oddly sturdy body that can take on the hideous vacuum of space, makes her the prime candidate for becoming astronaut. Unfortunately, despite aceing the astronaut exams, various technical difficulties with the spacecraft that she boarded ended up causing both the spacecraft and Purple’s hopes and dreams to crash and burn. Purple’s heavily scientific terms don’t detour the kindly robot from befriending the timid and solemn astronaut, or helping said astronaut to cope with depression and survivor’s guilt.

Outfit: Some hair held up in a small sidetail with a star hairclip, a black overcoat with white star-shaped buttons over a purple sweater, a black skirt with small white dots on them, grey stockings and black Mary Janes.

Getting things out of the way, this non-Kibo-Con AU is far more angsty and hurt-comfort, compared to the standard talentswap AU, for just about everybody has trauma of varying degrees. ——————————————————-

PERSONALITY

Despite her relatively seasoned (read: 4 years old) AI, MY-3 still shows a childlike fascination for humans and how different they are from her, and the eyes on her screen simply sparkle, when she learns more and more about the inner machinations of the very people that created her. Because she is supposed to be a therapeutic robot, MY-3 is determined to use whatever functions she can, to get her patients to open up to her, and finding the root of their problems. So far, MY-3’s therapy was shown to have positive results for just about every client that she interacted with, which proves that she has empathy and understanding of humans way beyond any other robot of her time period, including MY-1 and MY-2.

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APPEARANCE

MY-3 has a screen for a face that has different emoticons for different emotions, and a pink and white chassis. MY-3 has brown synthetic hairs dyed purple at the ends and an ahoge that functions much like a satellite dish. Instead of hands and arms, MY-3 has extendable arms with pink oven mitts on the end of them. As for clothes, MY-3 wears simple blue overalls and a bi pride bandana around her neck, with purple and blue rain boots on her feet.

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I’m sorry for all the trauma and angst I put on you, but I hope you like this AU! I’d love to hear what you think about this AU!

-Fusion Anon

[generally-scheming]

DOMHNALL GLEESON // Have you met ARMITAGE HUX yet? HE is a 34 year old CIS MAN HUMAN. He’s originally from ARKANIS and now shows loyalty to THE FIRST ORDER. He is best known for being a GENERAL, and I hear he’s pretty SHREWD yet also VINDICTIVE at times; I hope he survives the galactic civil war. (FRIDAY, 30, CST, THEY/XE)

[tags]   +   #meta   +   #ask meme   +   #ooc

THE PAST

Armitage Hux was born in 0ABY on Arkanis, the illegitimate son of Imperial Commandant Brendol Hux.

Brendol’s cruelty toward his son shaped young Armitage into a ruthless child, then a ruthless man. Years later, Armitage returned the favor by having his newfound ally Captain Phasma assassinate Brendol.

The younger Hux took over control of the First Order’s Stormtrooper program from his dead father, indoctrinating a generation of troops from birth. He then began work on Starkiller Base, a superweapon he used to destroy the entire Hosnian system.

Hux’s heinous career high didn’t last. Though an advisor to Supreme Leader Snoke himself, Hux’s influence did not extend to Snoke’s apprentice, Kylo Ren. After the destruction of Starkiller Base, Snoke’s death, and Ren’s ascent to power as the new Supreme Leader, Hux fell out of favor.

Purely out of spite, Hux abandoned his life’s work with the First Order to spy for the Resistance. That move led to his death when Allegiant General Pryde discovered his treason and executed him.

Or so he thought....

THE PRESENT

After taking a blaster bolt to the chest, Hux is surprised to wake up at all, much less in a civilian hospital on Arkanis in 6ABY.

Thrust 30 years into the past and a galaxy that largely claims allegiance to the New Republic, Hux slips into the shadows to gather information and plot his next move.

The shift has put Hux on shaky ground. His old allies are beyond his reach and he lacks the resources he once commanded in the First Order.

As utilitarian as he is cunning, Hux knows he may need to make a few unpalatable alliances to consolidate his power. However, even if tactics demand he pretends otherwise, Hux has not forgotten his ire for the New Republic, his father Brendol’s cadre of Imperials, or his erstwhile rival Kylo Ren.

Until the time is right, Hux is laying low, though those who know the right ex-Imperials or shady financiers have heard whispers of a like-minded soul gathering allies.

PERSONALITY

Ambitious. Hux aspires to nothing less than total control of the galaxy. He firmly believes that no one else could do it better.

Cutthroat. Not just the knife up his sleeve, either. There is no low that Hux will not sink to if it means achieving his goals.

Calculating. Hux rarely acts on impulse. He has the tactical mind and patience to see any plan through to completion.

Precise. Hux likes schedules, protocol, and clearly organized systems of control. Particularly when he is the one in control.

Petty. Hux never misses an opportunity to one-up a rival, make a cutting comment, or get revenge for the smallest of slights.

[elderbwrry]

first lines meme

Rules: List the first lines of your last 20 stories (if you have less than 20, just list them all!). See if there are any patterns. Choose your favorite opening line. Then tag 10 of your favorite authors!

Tagged by: @desynchimminent! Thanks! Seriously, you find the best writing tag things.

Tagging: @kyberkills, @cleversturmhond, @thembohux, @ashenpages, @need-more-meta, and anyone else bc no thoughts head empty

1) Long Hair || The Witcher (Netflix), Geraskier, 5.4k, - Geralt realises just how long it's been since he's seen his favourite bard

Geralt came trudging into town by the main road, pocket heavy with the reward of a job well done.

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2) Millicent || Star Wars (Sequels), Kylux, 19.5k - Hux and Kylo bond over Hux's cat and end up catching feelings

Hux was about to get into his sleep clothes just as a chime of beeps sounded to inform him someone was at his door.

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3) Rocks Break Gifts || Star Wars (Sequels), Kylux, 16.7k - The five times Kylo proposes, and the one time Hux says yes.

“This is your fault,” Hux accuses him, and, as if he is underwater, his voice is so far away, so muffled.

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4) Sacrifice || Star Wars (Sequels), Kylux, 3k, Huxloween 2020 - College AU

“Who will do it?” Phasma asks gravely, looking around at their little group.

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5) The Boy and His Wolf || Star Wars (Sequels), Kylux, 3k, Huxloween 2020 - Werewolf Kylo, Medieval AU

The boy stands cold and alone, outside the thin wooden door of the house.

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6) Hare Before, Trouble Behind || Star Wars (Sequels), Techienician, 6.5k, Huxloween 2020 - Were-animals farm AU, based on a poem

When Matt had first laid eyes upon the young man at the farmer's fair, he'd had to remove his glasses and rub them clean on the inside of his shirt.

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7) Unholy Is The Lust In Your Eyes || Star Wars (Sequels), Kylux, 5.2k, Huxloween 2020 - Band AU, Vampire AU

There were a number of things Kylo Ren loved.

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8) The Mean Bean || Star Wars (Sequels), Kylux, 43.2k - University AU, Coffee Shop AU

It was almost one thirty in the morning and Hux, as usual, was buried inside a book.

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9) We'll Go To The Woods No More || Detroit: Become Human, Reed900, 19.6k - Vampire AU, Revolution France AU

“Brethren, please be seated,” the Évêque Fowler announced, and a general scraping of chairs followed from all over the dingy château dining room, the hunters still somewhat prickly around each other even as they sat cramped at the long tables that had been broken out for their visit.

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10) The White Hound || Star Wars (Sequels), Kylux, 1.9k - When Hux becomes Supreme Leader, one of his first orders is to put Kylo in white.

Hux narrowed his eyes.

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11) Even if he doesn't say so || Star Wars (Sequels), DarkGingerPilot, 10.5k - Witcher AU, Witcher Kylo, Mage Hux, Bard Poe

Whenever someone asked Kylo, he always said he preferred to keep to himself and the company of Silence, his horse and his best companion for the very fact of her name; she didn't talk, she didn't disturb the meditative quiet of his lonely rides, and, most importantly, he wasn't unsure how to curry her favour.

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12) Girls' Night || Star Wars (Sequels), Kylux (kind of?), 3.6k - The Knights Of Ren spa evening

Hux marched down the corridor in the Finalizer's quarters deck, the section dedicated to command personnel.

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13) Too Wise To Woo Peaceably || Star Wars (Sequels), Kylux, 6k - Teacher AU, School Play Co-Directors - written with @KyberKills, but the beginning line happens to be one I wrote with his revisions :)

Narrowly avoiding running over some scurrying second years at the school gates, professor Armitage Hux pulls into the school parking lot, turns off his car and sighs.

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That's all I have up on ao3! They're more varied than I expected them to be, but I appear to like a strong, character focussed intro, sometimes with a nice bit of dialogue. Consistent beginning sentence length, on the other hand? I don't know her. I really like focussing on Hux first though, wow, it's almost like I think he's a really striking focal point who should be utilised to his fullest extent or something. Fun!

[skekzok-the-ritual-master]

Muse Labels

Idea adapted from museinspo’s navigation page !! RULES :

bold the 𝖑𝖆𝖇𝖊𝖑𝖘 that serve as the most distinctive traits of your muse, traits that would immediately be apparent to other people.

bold & italicize the 𝖑𝖆𝖇𝖊𝖑𝖘 that serve as your muse’s hidden traits, traits that someone else would perhaps have to discover in order to find out about.

repost, do not reblog !!

Tagged by:  @thehereticaldeserthermit said anyone who wants to! 

Tagging: Also anyone who wants to! 

SkekZok the Ritual-Master

the academic. » a teacher or educator.

the activist. » someone who fights for social change. 

the addictive. » someone who has addictive tendencies eg. drug use. (Some of his more masochistic habits.) 

the aesthete. » appreciates beauty and art.

the allegiant. » the follower. 

the anthomaniac. » strong love for flowers and nature.

the aquaphile. » someone with an enthusiasm for water.

the artisan. » skilled in a particular art or craft.

the astrophile. » lover of the stars, space and astronomy.

the baby doll. » cute and innocent, loves to be spoilt and cared for.

the bellwether. » the trendsetter (typically in the fashion world).

the benefactor. » a sugar daddy or sugar mama, tbh.

the benevolent. » someone who’s well-meaning and kind, caring.

the bibliomaniac. » bookworm. has the desire to collect and read books.

the black sheep. » considered the disgrace of a family or group of people.

the cataclysmic. » violent, someone bad or unwanted.

the celebrity. » someone of a high and public profile.

the comic. » the comedian/literal meme.

the connard. » jerk.

the contingent. » someone who relies on others for comfort.

the contrite. » the apologetic.  

the coquette. » flirtatious women.

the credulous. » naive.

the crepehanger. » pessimistic.

the crestfallen. » sad and feeling low.

the crimson. » heated or aggressive; anger.

the despondent. » in low spirits from loss of hope, disappointed.

the diligent. » workaholic.

the dirtbag. » prone to creating disturbances and breaking the law.

the ecclesiastic. » a religious muse.

the ecdysiast. » a strip-tease performer.

the epicure. » a food enthusiast.

the facade. » someone who hides behind a mask.

the fallen angel. » someone who falls from a high point in their life. (As ZokZah.)

the feeble-minded. » foolish or dull-witted.

the fervour. » someone who experiences intense emotions and feelings.

the fighter. » someone who is regularly getting in fights and/or a boxer.

the gregarious. » sociable and fond of company, known to gossip.

the grifter. » a con-artist or thief. (The false divinations and powers he’s claimed in the past.) 

the hacker. » gains unauthorized access to electronic devices.

the halcyon. » optimistic and carefree in their lifestyle; a free spirit.

the hoyden. » the tomboy.

the icarian. » spontaneous and adventurous; also a free spirit.

the impecunious. » having little or no money.

the impious. » showing a lack of respect for god or religion.

the insurgent. » rebels, stirs up conflict, goes against the norms.

the intangible concept. » a mystery in a person.

the isolato. » someone who lives in solitude.

the lost soul. » someone who has lost themselves or their sense of purpose.

the lothario. » a man who can be alluring and seductive.

the luminary. » the leader.

the malingerer. » easygoing, lazy, childish.

the magnate. » wealthy and influential business person.

the miscreant. » criminal.

the muse. » an inspiration to those artists.

the muso. » a keen fan of music.

the mystic. » interested in spiritual mystery.

the netizen. » frequent internet user, perhaps a vlogger/blogger/insta famous person.

the paracosmist. » the dreamer.

the paradox. » contradictory.

the pastiche. » the result of an event in their life, typically a tragic or traumatic one.  

the philanthropist. » someone who promotes wellness in others and takes care of them.  

the philophobe. » fear of love or commitment.

the phoenix. » rises from the ashes after a tragic event/losing themselves.  

the polymath. » someone with a wide range of knowledge, know it all.

the pristine. » pure, innocent, unspoiled, uncorrupted.

the prosperous. » successful in material terms.

the pyromaniac. » person with an obsessive desire to set things on fire.

the recluse. » shy, reserved, withdrawn. often seen as ‘the loner’.

the reticent. » not revealing one’s thoughts or feelings readily.

the reveller. » the party-goer.

the runaway. » someone who’s run away from their family or home.

the savant. » a distinguished scientist.

the solicitous. » someone showing interest/concern. anxious.

the southern belle. » a country gal (not limited to ofc).

the southern gentlemen. » a country guy (not limited to ofc).

the sovereign. » supreme ruler, queen bee.

the sybarite. » someone who is fond of luxury (rich or not).

the sycophant. » uses people to gain advantage ; a leech.

the tenacious. » not readily changing their course of actions or principle - to the book.

the thespian. » actor/actress or drama queen.

the traveler. » pretty self explanatory !! they love to travel the world & rarely stay in one place for too long.

the trendoid. » a trendy person. someone who keeps up with today’s memes and pop culture.

the urbanite. » someone who lives in the city.

the utopian. » someone who is idealistic.

the vainglorious. » vain, boastful, full of self-pride.

the vindictive. » someone who seeks revenge, someone who does not easily forgive.

the vixen. » an alluring woman who’s often of dubious moral character.

the zealous. » passionate about a pursuit or cause b; opinionated.

[igirisuhito]

Title: We’re not in a position to be loved Relationship(s): Shuichi Saihara/Ouma Kokichi Rating: Mature Summary:  Numerous prompts sentence writing meme from Tumblr, except I have no idea how to be brief. Exploring the dynamics with Oumasai, mostly during strange encounters after trials. They have very mixed feelings about eachother Trigger Warnings: Brief mention of power dynamic imbalance

[Ao3 Link]

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Angst

Knowing that it was Kokichi's body in there seemed so much more painful than if it had been Kaito. He died as he lived, confusing, lying, leaving everybody with a burning hatred. 

Shuichi bit at the insides of his cheeks to quell the tears building up in his eyes. It wasn't fair, he deserved at least some closure on Kokichi's actions. 

Nobody deserved such a painful death, not even him. 

AU (in which Kokichi wasn't given the memories he was meant to be nor was his mind wiped) 

Click

"W-why did you lock the door?"

"Hush Shuichi.” Kokichi spoke quickly, spinning around and poking Shuichi hard in the chest. “Now tell me, you're suspicious of your 'Ultimate Detective' status, right?" 

He flinched, surprised by the sudden touch. "...Do you want me to hush or answer the question?"

Kokichi pouted dramatically. "THE QUESTION!!" 

"Okay um… I guess? Like, I only solved a single case..."

"Right! But you don't remember how you got here?" 

"N-no I don't..."

Groaning loudly, Kokichi’s hands threaded into his hair as he began to ruffle it angrily. "Fuck me, this sucks!"

Shuichi watched the other boy closely as he continued his temper tantrum, angrily stomping across the room and beginning to shuffle through the mounds of paraphernalia in his room. There was evidence from the two previous trials, a whiteboard, large stacks of paper and other… things.

"Aha!" He yelled excitedly as he pulled out a brightly coloured tablet from underneath some stuff stolen from the warehouse. He slapped the device into Shuichi's hands aggressively. 

In his shock, Shuichi blinked a few times. "Is this a kubs pad...?" 

"Yes." Kokichi nodded once.

"So this is..."

"My motive video, yes."

"I don't think we should-" 

Before Shuichi had even finished his sentence, Kokichi had leaned over his shoulder and tapped the screen, bringing the video to life.

"Alright! Back by popular demand, it's time for the motive video! Who's the most important person in *your* life? And now, without further ado…

Kokichi Ouma, the Ultimate Supreme Leader… 

He caused mayhem the world over as the leader of the secret organisation, D.I.C.E. And by 'mayhem,' I mean petty nonviolent crimes and harmless pranks. 

Anyway, Kokichi had ten loyal goons working for him. These goons were like friends and family… The most important people in his life…"

"See all these guys? I don't know any of 'em! I didn't run some secret organisation, I used to just harass stupid idiots on the internet!" Kokichi muttered away, words spat with frustration as he yanked the tablet from Shuichi's hands. "I don't have those memories like the rest of you do!" 

"So you're…not the Ultimate Supreme Leader?"

"No! That's what I'm saying!" 

"Then why do you act like that…?" 

"Well I'm sure if the mastermind realised I knew they'd kill me in a heartbeat!" With a sigh, Kokichi threw himself onto his bed. "Jesus what kind of guy does awful things and then follows it up with 'That's just what an Ultimate Supreme Leader does!'? I was dropping hints to you the whole time! You really aren't an Ultimate Detective, huh?" 

Shuichi didn't know what to say. He simply stood there, mouth hanging agape as he watched the boy spill his secrets. 

A scary realisation gripped at his heart, and he twisted his head around to look to the corner of the room. "B-But what about-"

"I busted all the cameras in the room the night we got here.” Kokichi muttered casually, crossing one leg over the other and twirling a strand of hair in his hand. “Doesn't seem like Monokuma's noticed yet." 

Right right. That's logical. Shuichi took a moment to process the new information in his mind. 

"So this, our memories, our talents, everything. It's all fake?" He brought his hand to his mouth, mumbling to words behind his fingers. "What Kaede died for… isn't even real?" 

"Right on bucko!” A snigger slipped past Kokichi’s lips as he grinned bitterly. “This shit's all fabricated by somebody who was dumb enough to forget to plant those fake memories in my brain and wipe the real ones!" 

Shuichi's chest tightened. He could feel some sinking feeling in his gut, twisting and winding its way up to strangle his windpipe, threatening to make him break down in tears right there. He swallowed the feeling down, transforming his sadness into a burning anger. "W-why didn't you say something earlier… before everybody died?" 

"Again, I didn't want to inform the mastermind. The only people trustworthy enough were Rantaro and maaaybee you. I really just took a punt when it came to telling you, which was pretty risky especially since it was your girlfriend who clocked the only person I could trust." Kokichi sighed again, glancing up at the ceiling.

Biting hard into his lip, Shuichi found himself running out of words to say that didn't involve screaming at the boy. "So, what now then?" 

Kokichi smiled sadly. "I don't know. I really don't know. "

Crack

"Focus focus… what turned the handle of the sliding lock?" 

Shuichi muttered to himself as he pressed his foot down on the accelerator, speeding up in preparation of hitting the wOuman representing the correct answer. 

He had driven this taxi quite a few times now and was getting used to it. The neon lights, the oversaturated sunset, those massive billboards. 

Thunk

Ah, yes the killer used the Katana…

As he was headed out of the city, he began to realise that he really couldn't tell what was on those billboards. Driving at 100km/h makes it hard to see anything but the road ahead. 

He lifted his foot from the pedal slightly, allowing himself to get a better look at whatever nonsense was being displayed there. 

Above Shuichi was a large picture of Kokichi Ouma, dressed not in his usual 'attire' if you can even call it that, but rather a frilly pink apron.

A frilly pink apron and nothing else. 

Shuichi floored it. Ignoring the sensation of his heart beating out of his chest. 

"No wonder I'm meant to drive so fast… gay thoughts can't travel at such high speeds…"

Future

"Heeeey Shuichi! You're lookin pretty depressive." 

Shuichi ignored the teasing voice.

"Heeeeeeeey." Kokichi plopped himself down on the desk where Shuichi had been working, making it impossible for him to focus on the work in front of him and ignore the boy. 

Shuichi sat back in his chair, remaining completely silent. 

"Why are you ignoring me? I thought you loved me, Shu?" 

Gritting his teeth, Shuichi slapped his hands over his ears. A mixture of rage and sadness boiled up inside his chest causing tears to prick at the corners of his eyes.

"Shut up! SHUT UP! YOU'RE DEAD!"

He shook his head aggressively. When he finally opened his eyes again, Kokichi was no longer there to start back at him sadly, like he were something pathetic.

 First time

A sight Shuichi had never expected to see greeted him upon entering the classroom. 

A shorter man with purple hair and a strange white getup had a robotic looking boy pinned down against a desk, their hips pressed closely together. Just what had he walked in on?

"So you do have a dick?" The shorter boy grinned mischievously

"Yes-! No-!” The robotic boy refuted, struggling to push the other off “Please just let go of me!" 

The purple haired boy seemed to become aware of Shuichi's presence in the room. He twisted his head around in a creepy owl-like way to glance at him, before letting go of the robot boy with a big grin.

"Well hello there! I don't believe we've met!" The boy scurried over to Shuichi, grabbing his hand and giving it a firm, quick shake. "Kokichi Ouma, Ultimate Supreme Leader! It's lovely to make your acquaintance." 

Shuichi stepped back a little, surprised by the sudden change in personality. "Oh, um… Shuichi Saihara.... Ultimate Detective."

Kokichi’s expression changed suddenly, leaving him looking rather surprised. "Oh? A detective? I'm sure we're not going to get along, but I look forward to seeing more of you!"

"R-right..." Shuichi stammered, mind still reeling from the quick succession of events. 

Humour 

This scene was one Shuichi had… not been expecting.

He wanted to have a more extensive look around his lab, especially with what sort of dangerous stuff was in there. Maybe find a way to lock all that poison away so nobody could access it? 

But his plans had come to a halt. There was something wrapped up in a blanket sitting in front of the fireplace. 

Somebody was in his lab. 

Shuichi stepped into the room quietly, it seemed whoever was there hadn't noticed his presence. Thank god they'd left the door slightly ajar… 

He picked up the sand timer from the coffee table. It was quite weighty and could definitely do some damage if struck with a strong enough force. Gripping the metal tightly, he began to lightly stalk his way over, careful to not startle the intruder as he made his way closer. 

The detective's heart was racing. Who would even be in his lab? Surely nobody was stupid enough to stir trou-

…

It's Kokichi, isn't it?

This only made things worse. Should he be scared or angry? Was Kokichi going to attack him? Did Kokichi already know he was there? Did he plan to try and poison somebody?! 

Possibilities were beginning to pile up in Shuichi's mind, exacerbating his anxiety. Panic was beginning to set in as the boy raised the sand timer above his head, fully prepared to strike.

Snooore

Shuichi froze. Was Kokichi…asleep? 

He lowered the sandtimer, still keeping a firm grip as he crept closer to the fireplace in order to get a better look at Kokichi. 

His suspicions were confirmed. The boy was sat cross legged in front of the fire with a book in his lap. Drool was leaking from his open mouth as he snored softly away, completely oblivious to the blood dripping down his forehead. 

Ehh?! Blood?!

Shuichi gasped loudly, perhaps a little too loud as Kokichi startled awake. 

The Supreme Leader glanced towards Shuichi, then to the object in his hand. "Oh, Shuichi! Finally come to beat my head in huh? I'm surprised it took ya this long!" 

Fluff (continuation of humour) 

"Wh-what?! No!" Shuichi stood with his mouth hanging open for a moment before tossing the sandtimer aside. "Wh-why are you in my lab?" 

"Huh? Isn't it obvious?" 

"...reading?"

Kokichi sighed, flexing his fingers in an odd yet overwhelmingly gay gesture. "No, are you stupid? Geez, I thought you cared about me."

Before Shuichi could question what he was rambling on about, Kokichi wiped a little bit of blood away from his eyebrow. 

"Oh, right. Did the wound re-open?" Kneeling down next to him, Shuichi eyed the rivulets of blood shining on his forehead. They were beginning to dry and flake, but the wound still looked wet.

"Mm, yeah, it's not a big deal though. I wanted to see if there was any medicine in here that would help the blood clot faster, but alas, only poison. I mean, what kind of fake school is this if it doesn't have a nurses office?" Kokichi murmured the last sentence barely loud enough for the other to hear. 

"Sorry, I think there's a first aid kit in here though.” Rising to his feet, Shuichi walked over to the poison’s cupboard, beginning to search the room starting with where he was pretty sure he last saw it. “Let me have a look."

Kokichi went to object, but swallowed it before he could get the words out. He was pretty sure if he tried to stand up again, he would go down like a sack of bricks.

"Ah! Here it is." Shuichi exclaimed, perhaps a little too excited with his successful search. He picked up the small box, scurrying over to where Kokichi sat before kneeling down in front of him. The box was opened with a click, and Shuichi opened the lid. Inside were numerous bandaids, gauzes, swabs, etc. It was a pretty standard kit, which was surprising, considering the fact it were surrounded by poisons. 

He reached for the bottle of alcohol, something to help clean the wound to prevent possible infection. Kokichi seemed like the type to be negligent with a wound, so of course he had to do it for him. He then grabbed a small cotton gauze, placing it to the side as he twisted open the lid of the bottle.

Kokichi observed closely as he placed the gauze over the lid, tipping the bottle upside down so the alcohol soaked into the gauze. He was surprised but just how experienced Shuichi seemed to be with this kind of thing.

“Wow Shuichi, you seem to be a reeeeal expert at this stuff! Maybe they should re-title you ‘Ultimate Nurse!’” He mocked, laughing a little as Shuichi glared up at him.

“Basic First-Aid training is a requirement for being out in the field.” Shuichi muttered, putting the bottle down and raising the gauze to Kokichi’s head. “This will sting a little.”

He thread his hand into the purple bangs, pulling them back to get a clear access to the wound. Shuichi had no qualms with hurting Kokichi, however, as he was not very gentle as he wiped the gauze over the gash in his head.

Kokichi squirmed in pain, gripping the blanket tightly in his hands as he whined. “Ow ow ow ow!! Stop it Shu!!!” 

A warmth was rising in his cheeks, probably all that blood returning to his head. Shuichi’s fingers were cold against this scalp, it was embarrassing, humiliating. Why did he have to baby him like this? Especially when he had been so adamant about rejecting Kokichi in the past.

“It doesn’t hurt that much, you’re being a baby.” 

“You’re so mean Shuichi.” Sticking out his bottom lip, Kokichi pouted dramatically. 

Shuichi did take the effort to make his touches a little more gentle, only because he didn’t want to listen to Kokichi’s whines, of course.

When all the dried blood had been cleaned off, he tossed the bloodied gauze into the trash can. He scrounged around in the box a little, seeking an appropriately sized bandage that he wouldn't have to cut down. When he found one, he held it up, checking to see if it fit.

For a second, Shuichi found himself staring. Kokichi looked nice with his hair up, showing off those pretty purple eyes and surprisingly dark lashes.

Then he reminded himself of the awful things Kokichi had done. Throwing Gonta under the bus, laughing in the face of his death.

Shuichi pressed the bandage to Kokichi’s forehead, sticking it carefully over the wound. “Even though I helped you, I don’t forgive you. I need you to know that I still think you’re a terrible person, Kokichi.”

Kokichi’s heart sank a little. “Nobody asked you to! I don’t want your forgiveness.”

He slapped Shuichi’s hand away, rising to his feet quickly. He blinked back the lightheadedness, steadying himself before walking to the door. 

With a shaking hand, he opened the door. He opened it halfway, before pausing.

“...Thank you.”

The door slammed behind him, leaving Shuichi alone in the room, surrounded by First-Aid equipment.

Hurt/Comfort

The doorbell rang, the sound reverberating around Shuichi's tiny room. It was probably Kaito finally coming for training tonight.

Though… Shuichi glanced up at the clock quickly. It was kind of late for that…

With a sigh, he got up from his bed, springs creaking beneath his shifting weight.

He opened the door, only to find an empty corridor with nobody there. Strange… who on earth would have the audacity to play a prank after such a horrific trial? It could only be one person.

"Kokichi…?"

A soft gasp could be heard from down the hall. Shuichi leaned out of the doorway, spying Kokichi awkwardly escaping down the stairs.

"Haha!" He laughed. "Guess who just got ding-dong-ditched! As if I'd be coming to seek advice from you so late at night!" 

Shuichi narrowed his eyes, preparing to growl out an insult to Kokichi, something about being so insensitive after three people had died. He hesitated, however, upon noticing the watery gleam in those purple eyes.

The detective sighed and held his door open with one hand. "Come in, Kokichi."

Kokichi's mouth gaped at the sudden invitation. He wasn't going to let it pass, and dashed towards Shuichi before throwing his arms around the boy's waist and squeezing him tightly. 

"I… don't want to do this anymore..." Kokichi mumbled, burying his face into Shuichi's shirt. 

The other boy flinched at the sudden touch, something that was incredibly out of character for Kokichi. There seemed to be no threat, though, so he dropped his guard with a sigh.

Shuichi carefully placed a hand on Kokichi's head, petting him gently. "I know..."

Smut

"Ohh! Who would have thought that you were skilled in more areas than investigating? Isn't this a little illegal though? Sticking your dick in a suspect?" 

'Is anything technically illegal if it's a dream?' Shuichi wondered as he stepped one leg at a time out of his slacks.

"Hey! Keep on the task at hand, pretty boy." Kokichi snapped, clicking his fingers in front of Shuichi's face. 

"A-ah right. Sorry..."

Unresolved Sexual Tension

"So when faced with a problem you don't understand, you resort to violence, Shuichi? You're such a brute, just like Kaito."

"Shut up! There's just no logic with you! Why do you even keep doing this?!"

Kokichi refused to break eye contact for even a second. The boy pressing him against the wall dug his fingers even harder into his shoulders, stabbing into the skin below painfully.

"Do you feel nothing?! Isn't there even a single shred of empathy left in you?!"

"Shuichi." Kokichi smirked. "It's been incredibly cute watching you play detective, but unfortunately I don't think your blind luck will help you any longer."

The shorter boy shoved Shuichi off with a strength he hadn't shown before, leaving the detective stunned and a little shaken.

As Kokichi walked back to the trial room's elevator, Shuichi caught himself staring in awe. 

"...cute?"

[thehereticaldeserthermit]

Muse Labels

idea adapted from museinspo’s navigation page !! RULES :

bold the 𝖑𝖆𝖇𝖊𝖑𝖘 that serve as the most distinctive traits of your muse, traits that would immediately be apparent to other people.

bold & italicize the 𝖑𝖆𝖇𝖊𝖑𝖘 that serve as your muse’s hidden traits, traits that someone else would perhaps have to discover in order to find out about.

repost, do not reblog !!

Tagged by:  @hurdygurdyskeksis​ 

Tagging: ANYONE who wants to do it!

𝚜𝚔𝚎𝚔𝙶𝚛𝚊 - 𝚃𝚑𝚎  𝙷𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚌

the academic. » a teacher or educator.

the activist. » someone who fights for social change. ( redemption verse )

the addictive. » someone who has addictive tendencies eg. drug use.

the aesthete. » appreciates beauty and art.

the allegiant. » the follower.

the anthomaniac. » strong love for flowers and nature.

the aquaphile. » someone with an enthusiasm for water.

the artisan. »skilled in a particular art or craft.

the astrophile. » lover of the stars, space and astronomy.

the baby doll. » cute and innocent, loves to be spoilt and cared for.

the bellwether. » the trendsetter (typically in the fashion world).

the benefactor. » a sugar daddy or sugar mama, tbh.

the benevolent. » someone who’s well-meaning and kind, caring.

the bibliomaniac. » bookworm. has the desire to collect and read books.

the black sheep. » considered the disgrace of a family or group of people.

the cataclysmic. » violent, someone bad or unwanted.

the celebrity. » someone of a high and public profile.

the comic. » the comedian/literal meme.

the connard. » jerk.

the contingent. » someone who relies on others for comfort.

the contrite. » the apologetic. ( redemption verse )

the coquette. » flirtatious women.

the credulous. » naive.

the crepehanger. » pessimistic.

the crestfallen. » sad and feeling low.

the crimson. » heated or aggressive; anger.

the despondent. » in low spirits from loss of hope, disappointed.

the diligent. » workaholic.

the dirtbag. » prone to creating disturbances and breaking the law.

the ecclesiastic. » a religious muse.

the ecdysiast. » a strip-tease performer.

the epicure. » a food enthusiast.

the facade. » someone who hides behind a mask.

the fallen angel. » someone who falls from a high point in their life. ( redemption verse )

the feeble-minded. » foolish or dull-witted.

the fervour. » someone who experiences intense emotions and feelings.

the fighter. » someone who is regularly getting in fights and/or a boxer.

the gregarious. » sociable and fond of company, known to gossip.

the grifter. » a con-artist or thief.

the hacker. » gains unauthorized access to electronic devices.

the halcyon. » optimistic and carefree in their lifestyle; a free spirit.

the hoyden. » the tomboy.

the icarian. » spontaneous and adventurous; also a free spirit.

the impecunious. » having little or no money.

the impious. » showing a lack of respect for god or religion.

the insurgent. » rebels, stirs up conflict, goes against the norms.

the intangible concept. » a mystery in a person.

the isolato. » someone who lives in solitude.

the lost soul. » someone who has lost themselves or their sense of purpose.

the lothario. » a man who can be alluring and seductive.

the luminary. » the leader.

the malingerer. » easygoing, lazy, childish.

the magnate. » wealthy and influential business person.

the miscreant. » criminal.

the muse. » an inspiration to those artists.

the muso. » a keen fan of music.

the mystic. » interested in spiritual mystery.

the netizen. » frequent internet user, perhaps a vlogger/blogger/insta famous person.

the paracosmist. » the dreamer.

the paradox. » contradictory.

the pastiche. » the result of an event in their life, typically a tragic or traumatic one. ( redemption verse )

the philanthropist. » someone who promotes wellness in others and takes care of them. ( redemption verse )

the philophobe. » fear of love or commitment.

the phoenix. » rises from the ashes after a tragic event/losing themselves. ( redemption verse )

the polymath. » someone with a wide range of knowledge, know it all.

the pristine. » pure, innocent, unspoiled, uncorrupted.

the prosperous. » successful in material terms.

the pyromaniac. » person with an obsessive desire to set things on fire.

the recluse. » shy, reserved, withdrawn. often seen as ‘the loner’.

the reticent. » not revealing one’s thoughts or feelings readily.

the reveller. » the party-goer.

the runaway. » someone who’s run away from their family or home.

the savant. » a distinguished scientist.

the solicitous. » someone showing interest/concern. anxious.

the southern belle. » a country gal (not limited to ofc).

the southern gentlemen. » a country guy (not limited to ofc).

the sovereign. » supreme ruler, queen bee.

the sybarite. » someone who is fond of luxury (rich or not).

the sycophant. » uses people to gain advantage ; a leech.

the tenacious. » not readily changing their course of actions or principle - to the book.

the thespian. » actor/actress or drama queen.

the traveler. » pretty self explanatory !! they love to travel the world & rarely stay in one place for too long.

the trendoid. » a trendy person. someone who keeps up with today’s memes and pop culture.

the urbanite. » someone who lives in the city.

the utopian. » someone who is idealistic.

the vainglorious. » vain, boastful, full of self-pride.

the vindictive. » someone who seeks revenge, someone who does not easily forgive.

the vixen. » an alluring woman who’s often of dubious moral character.

the zealous. » passionate about a pursuit or cause b; opinionated.

[atamascolily]

Telling, not showing: subversion and missing scenes in TLJ

 I spend a lot of time thinking about The Last Jedi as I work on my fix-it fic, and I’ve finally been able to articulate one thing that’s bugged me ever since I saw it. For me, the film divides very neatly into two parts: one where Rey is anti-Kylo, the other where she is pro-Kylo. The cave scene at the film’s midpoint also marks the transition between the two.

From a storytelling perspective, the problem isn’t that Rey becomes zealously pro-Kylo, although I must admit I am not a fan of this particular evolution in her character. The problem is that the writers use a twist to subvert their audience’s expectations and surprise them with a “Gotcha!”--except that in so doing, they skip over the parts that make that transition emotionally plausible to me.

Let me explain. Up until the cave sequence, Rey’s only interactions with Kylo have been through three unexpected, unwanted conversations via the Force that neither one is controlling or directing (even if Rey/the audience is skeptical of this at first). [The fact that Snoke is setting them up is a different story problem, but that’s not relevant here.] They are all negative.

In their first encounter, Rey straight up shoots him with a blaster. (It doesn’t take.) In the second, she’s standing by the ocean next to the Falcon and she calls him a monster. (Kylo agrees.) In the third, he gives her his own version of what happened the night the temple burned, and tells Rey her parents were junk traders who sold her for drinking money. As a result, Rey heads for the mirror cave to investigate, demanding to see her parents.

The mirror cave sequence is eventually revealed to be a flashback: Rey is wrapped in a blanket next to a fire in one of the stone huts, narrating her experience to someone. We’re supposed to assume it’s Luke (or maybe Chewbacca, although goodness knows the narrative forgets about him until they need someone to fly the Falcon). But then Kylo says, “You’re not alone,” and the camera shows us Kylo, sitting across the fire from Rey. He’s been there the whole time, not Luke. And his relationship with Rey is now radically different from anything else we’ve been presented with before.

The problem is that because of the way this scene is framed--because of the twist--we don’t see the transition from angry/antagonistic!Rey who (correctly) calls Kylo Ren a murderer for killing Han Solo to the calmer, more open Rey who is willing to share personal intimate details about her life and experience with someone who literally tortured her in the last movie. I know, I know, the writers of TLJ would like me to forget that, but I really, really can’t. Sorry. That happened. And, silly me, I think that would impact their relationship. You know. Just a little.

So I don’t see how Rey softens towards Kylo, I only see the end product, when the movie presents it to me as an accomplished fact. And I don’t know about you, but I personally need to see that transition in order to find her “conversion” to the “Kylo Is Good” cult believable.

Unlike JJ Abrams, who never met a Force vision he didn’t want to show the audience in jarring and confusing detail, the writers of TLJ don’t show us what Rey experiences when she and Kylo make contact in the infamous, slow-motion “hand touch” scene that follows. All we know is what Rey tells us, and what she sees is clearly enough to convert her all the way to Team Kylo, because she immediately attacks Luke when he intervenes and orders her to stop. We don’t see what she sees to make her believe that Kylo can be redeemed, that he is trustworthy/reliable/necessary.

You can argue that we did see events from Kylo’s POV in the flashback prior to the mirror cave sequence, but if that’s the case, what makes Rey’s vision in the hand touch different from the information she got then? What changed to make her believe it now when she didn’t believe it then? And if it is different, what makes it different? 

All I know is that Rey jumps from “Kylo is my enemy” to “Kylo can be redeemed and I have to go rescue him right now” and it’s so sudden and jarring, I can’t see how we got from one to the other so quickly. I can see what the writers are trying to do. I can see what they think they’ve done. But what’s presented in the film as it stands just doesn’t work for me. I don’t find it convincing. But the film doesn’t care, the film says, “Okay, wasn’t that great, Luke is pathetic, Rey is awesome, let’s go!” and moves on, assuming that Rey is now so pro-Kylo now she’s willing to drop everything to save a man because she’s convinced everything will be saved if he can turn back to the light.

The unspoken subtext: because Rey doesn’t think she’s good enough to save the world herself? Because she’s lonely and wants a companion/lover/boyfriend? Because she needs a man to complete herself? Unlike Luke, who had a meaningful, if one-sided relationship with the idea of his father before he learned the truth, Rey and Kylo have... nothing outside of negative interactions. (Comforting Rey by saying, “You’re not alone,” doesn’t make up them, and I personally don’t consider it as positive interaction given all other gaslighting that’s been going on in their interactions over the past movie and a half.) Luke has to believe that Vader can be redeemed because otherwise he’s left wondering if he himself can be truly good if he comes from evil; restoring Vader to Anakin is the best way to resolve the cognitive dissonance. Redeeming Kylo.... doesn’t do that for Rey, because her core issue isn’t with Kylo, it’s with her identity, her relationship with her parents, and her struggles with finding her place in the galaxy. None of those things are something that Kylo--redeemed or not--can give her. So why is this suddenly her driving motivation?

And then the rest of the movie happens, and it’s more or less consistent with Rey’s character transformation as pro-Kylo, right up until the point he takes up the mantle of Supreme Leader of the First Order and roundly rejects her overtures. But it rings hollow for me because I don’t see the transformation myself--all of the important bits are deliberately kept off-screen and so I’m just left with this trailing feeling of “Wait? What just happened?”.... which is my default reaction to TLJ in general.

And I think that there are those who would argue that my feelings of bewilderment are proof of this movie’s sophistication, people who like the “gotchas!” and the twists and the “things aren’t as you thought they were” topsy-turvies. I enjoy my plot twists as much as the next person, but they only work for me if they are emotionally plausible and explained, not assumed, and I don’t see any evidence for that when I go back and re-watch the film specifically looking for it.

And this is a recurring theme throughout TLJ; in fact, film’s tagline ought to have been “This is not going to go with the way you think!” It happens with Rey’s relationship with Kylo, it happens with Luke’s death, it happens with Holdo and Poe, it happens with DJ’s betrayal... every relationship, every trope from the previous films and movies is upended. The patricidal Kylo draws the line at killing his mother; the courageous Finn is revealed as a coward; Poe’s daring becomes arrogance. The Resistance is no better than the First Order because they buy their weapons from the same vendors and slaughter innocent bystanders in their struggles, while the New Republic stands by and lets it all happen.

It’s not that there’s no place for nuance, for subversion, for this kind of moral examination in Star Wars. I just wish it was better executed. As it stands, the film comes off to me as a kind of grimdark moralism, with the message that “All your heroes will disappoint you, and there’s no point in trying to accomplish anything because you’re doing it wrong,” and I just... don’t find that uplifting or enjoyable.

TL:DR: my relationship with this movie can be summarized by this handy meme:

[littleblackqrow]

Muse Labels.

idea adapted from museinspo’s navigation page !! bold the 𝖑𝖆𝖇𝖊𝖑𝖘 that serve as the most distinctive traits of your muse, traits that would immediately be apparent to other people. bold & italicize the 𝖑𝖆𝖇𝖊𝖑𝖘 that serve as your muse’s hidden traits, traits that someone else would perhaps have to discover in order to find out about.

repost, do not reblog !!

the academic. » a teacher or educator.

the activist. » someone who fights for social change.

the addictive. » someone who has addictive tendencies eg. drug use.

the aesthete. » appreciates beauty and art.

the allegiant. » the follower.

the anthomaniac. » strong love for flowers and nature.

the aquaphile. » someone with an enthusiasm for water.

the artisan. »skilled in a particular art or craft.

the astrophile. » lover of the stars, space and astronomy.

the baby doll. » cute and innocent, loves to be spoilt and cared for.

the bellwether. » the trendsetter (typically in the fashion world).

the benefactor. » a sugar daddy or sugar mama, tbh.

the benevolent. » someone who's well-meaning and kind, caring.

the bibliomaniac. » bookworm. has the desire to collect and read books.

the black sheep. » considered the disgrace of a family or group of people.

the cataclysmic. » violent, someone bad or unwanted.

the celebrity. » someone of a high and public profile.

the comic. » the comedian/literal meme.

the connard. » asshole.

the contingent. » someone who relies on others for comfort.

the contrite. » the apologetic.

the coquette. » flirtatious women.

the credulous. » naive.

the crepehanger. » pessimistic.

the crestfallen. » sad and feeling low.

the crimson. » heated or aggressive; anger.

the despondent. » in low spirits from loss of hope, disappointed.

the diligent. » workaholic.

the dirtbag. » prone to creating disturbances and breaking the law.

the ecclesiastic. » a religious muse.

the ecdysiast. » a strip-tease performer.

the epicure. » a food enthusiast.

the facade. » someone who hides behind a mask.

the fallen angel. » someone who falls from a high point in their life.

the feeble-minded. » foolish or dull-witted.

the fervour. » someone who experiences intense emotions and feelings.

the fighter. » someone who is regularly getting in fights and/or a boxer.

the gregarious. » sociable and fond of company, known to gossip.

the grifter. » a con-artist or thief.

the hacker. » gains unauthorized access to electronic devices.

the halcyon. » optimistic and carefree in their lifestyle; a free spirit.

the hoyden. » the tomboy.

the icarian. » spontaneous and adventurous; also a free spirit.

the impecunious. » having little or no money.

the impious. » showing a lack of respect for god or religion.

the insurgent. » rebels, stirs up conflict, goes against the norms.

the intangible concept. » a mystery in a person.

the isolato. » someone who lives in solitude.

the lost soul. » someone who has lost themselves or their sense of purpose.

the lothario. » a man who can be alluring and seductive.

the luminary. » the leader.

the malingerer. » easygoing, lazy, childish.

the magnate. » wealthy and influential business person.

the miscreant. » criminal.

the muse. » an inspiration to those artists.

the muso. » a keen fan of music.

the mystic. » interested in spiritual mystery.

the netizen. » frequent internet user, perhaps a vlogger/blogger/insta famous person.

the paracosmist. » the dreamer.

the paradox. » contradictory.

the pastiche. » the result of an event in their life, typically a tragic or traumatic one.

the philanthropist. » someone who promotes wellness in others and takes care of them.

the philophobe. » fear of love or commitment.

the phoenix. » rises from the ashes after a tragic event/losing themselves.

the polymath. » someone with a wide range of knowledge, know it all.

the pristine. » pure, innocent, unspoiled, uncorrupted.

the prosperous. » successful in material terms.

the pyromaniac. » person with an obsessive desire to set things on fire.

the recluse. » shy, reserved, withdrawn. often seen as ‘the loner’.

the reticent. » not revealing one’s thoughts or feelings readily.

the reveller. » the party-goer.

the runaway. » someone who’s run away from their family or home.

the savant. » a distinguished scientist.

the solicitous. » someone showing interest/concern. anxious.

the southern belle. » a country gal (not limited to ofc).

the southern gentlemen. » a country guy (not limited to ofc).

the sovereign. » supreme ruler, queen bee.

the sybarite. » someone who is fond of luxury (rich or not).

the sycophant. » uses people to gain advantage ; a leech.

the tenacious. » not readily changing their course of actions or principle - to the book.

the thespian. » actor/actress or drama queen.

the traveler. » pretty self explanatory !! they love to travel the world & rarely stay in one place for too long.

the trendoid. » a trendy person. someone who keeps up with today’s memes and pop culture.

the urbanite. » someone who lives in the city.

the utopian. » someone who is idealistic.

the vainglorious. » vain, boastful, full of self-pride.

the vindictive. » someone who seeks revenge, someone who does not easily forgive.

the vixen. » an alluring woman who’s often of dubious moral character.

the zealous. » passionate about a pursuit or cause ; opinionated.

Tagged by: stolen

[ultmelodies]

“I never said I was a good influence.”

From this meme!

❛ ... Huh ? ❜

Well, that conversation took a sharp turn, to say the least. Then again, around the supreme leader? It'd be a lie to say it's possible to predict where things would go. Or maybe the pianist was simply too naive to think there would be a change of heart coming from the shorter male through her words. Despite the attitude, the lies, and the concerning interest in their current predicament, she still went out of her way to converse with the other. In a sense, it was a failed attempt to try and understand the other. Perhaps there were layers to his personality that she needed to dig up, so she dragged him into a conversation as she went on and on about how she believed he was a good person. That deep down underneath the basket of lies to deceit, there's a nice person underneath. And then, that's where she slipped up... ❛ And I'm sure people look up to you, too ! ❜ Is what brought them to where they were now. In an attempt to go on about how he's probably likable and that doesn't need to make up an evil personality to make others fear him soley because of his talent— Which was her belief when it came to his actions, considering his childish way of doing so— He suddenly cut through her words with that simple sentence, causing her entire monologue to fall apart. Not a good influence? What is he talking about? No no, this was probably another lie of his to make himself seem threatening or something. Though, the way he looked at her was rather... Creepy once he said that— Instinctively, she stepped away, tilting her head in confusion. His way of talking was cryptic. His mannerisms were hard to pick on, and her blind trust in others was her biggest flaw. It was one of the few times she couldn't get a read on Kokichi. Is he upset? Happy? Was he messing with her? He wasn't and will never be threatening to her but... Not being able to understand him scared her beyond comprehension. He really was the embodiment of a lie.

❛ What're you... Talking about , Ouma-kun ? ❜

The hint of confusion in the blonde pianist's voice was rather clear. Eyes locked on the other. She could feel a sweat drop rolling down her cheek. This sudden change took her off gaurd, and by god she was not mentally prepared for it.

Though despite everything, she didn't budge one bit from her spot. Determination and stubbornness to understand the boy before her prevented her from dropping the conversation. She knew that with him, things will surely take a turn. A very... Very confusing, headache inducing turn. Despite the twisted personality the other seemed to possess, Kaede was convinced that the liar had motives for what he does: Why he insists on participating in this game. Why he believes working together and trusting each other is a one-way ticket to death. And she was willing to do everything- even if it was beyond her powers- to help him feel safe. To be able to trust others... To open his eyes, that everything is okay, and that this killing game was something he shouldn't treat like... Well... A game. And in order to do that, she needed to break through his shell... if there's one to begin with, that is.

[bawkrya]

Ok i’m answering all the questions from that one ask meme bc i was basically sent all of them from discord friends

🌳How does your clan use the landscape of their territory to their benefit. Do they alter it?

To give background on what Phrauge’s territory actually looks like, a LOT of it is actually desert. The sand is a deep red, and despite being a desert, dig a shallow hole and it’ll be filled with a toxic liquid that the scientists in the clan are still trying to figure out. Anura, the main city, kind of sits at the beginning of the desert, but is surrounded by trees in kind of a U shape. Then the Malignant Redwood, a super toxic jungle, sits along the border of Shadow

BUT! The main thing Phrauge has done is found a way to solidify the sand in a dragon-friendly way in order to make homes. A lot of homes are directly connected to the ground, so sloped homes are a common occurrence. It wasn’t until recent years that Phrauge started using balanced concrete pads to start building houses/other buildings. The one HUGE altercation they’ve made above ground was when Bawkrya started expanding their territory into the Redwood, where he built his home

The trees, plants, and animals found at the location his home is in was sent off to mages, scientists, etc. to be studied-- he actually didn’t plan to build a house there until it was offered to him

UNDER Phrauge is a dragon-made cave system for the most part that was expanded into an underground city, and the houses/buildings there share a similar look in that they’re built from the stones and all that. A good portion of the “Higher Mall” is carved into the walls of the cavern.

🏠What are the housing accommodations? Any architectural influences?

There’s housing in basically every part of Phrauge. Due to how old Phrauge is as a Clan, the majority of this housing are tall apartment like buildings where families have lived for several generations. These apartments tend to be PRETTY large as they accommodated Imperials and other large species for the most part

While the majority of the house will be made out of sand/concrete, wooden decor, supports, etc. are implemented throughout it, but like especially for decoration. Bone is also a common decoration, with both wood and bone being carved with smooth and stupid intricate designs.

For the wooden and bone decor like that, for apartments that had several generations in them, some of the decor may tell stories of those who lived there, or list position in the clan, or have a family tree. If the family ever moves from these houses, the decoration is either taken with them or sent to historians in order to preserve them

Also Phrauge really loves some tiling. Tiled floors with wooden walls is pretty common, esp with how customizable it can be. Despite the popularity, there’s not too many dragons in the clan who actually make tile-- so there’s maybe three or four dragons really well known for the tiles they’ve made.

As for influences, there’s a LOT. If you can think of a style, it’s most likely sitting somewhere in Phrauge. the housing described above is moreso the style that belongs to the clan, but since a LOT of dragons are moving in from various flights, housing of different looks tend to drop in all the time

❤️How are hatchlings raised? By the clan? Just the parents? Just one parent? Is there a nursery for eggs? How is that set up if so?

It really depends on the area. In Anura, it’s generally only the parents raising the kids, given how many different dragons run through the major city from different flights, but there are plenty of childcare options for parents who may be in the higher ranks of the clan. There’s mostly daycares, but teens can make a living off of babysitting!

In Gabbro, a smaller city based near the Earth border, it’s more communal based. Less tourists go through that area, so everyone knows just about everyone, and with how much security is in place, parents are generally at ease letting their kids run around doing more simple errands.

As for underground, it’s almost strictly just the parents. While Bawkrya is trying to make it a more safe city, dragons still try to do shady business there, and it’s an overall much more strict setting. Most families don’t live there unless they have to-- for ex; the home has belonged to a family for a long time. Still, for those on the richer side, they mostly keep security in place for that home in favor of buying a new one aboveground.

For members of the clan who are Officials, children are usually taken care of by other officials, or by specifically hired babysitters/tutors. For example if Xentheryn and Akeldama, the two official Blood Mages/Scholars of the clan, were to have children, Bawkrya (leader), Fortinbras & Valencia (Head of Trade/Supreme General), etc. would be some of the few who may keep an eye on the kid(s).

🌧How do they lay their dead to rest? Is it a cemetery? A hall of the dead? An item crafted to remember them by?

Due to the nature of the sand in Phrauge, most if not all are cremated. This is mostly so dragons may keep their family with them, as there really isn’t anywhere to bury someone. On top of that, Imperials used to make up the majority of the clan, so bodies couldn’t be buried even if the family wanted them to be.

Some families may build temple-like concrete buildings in order to store the urns of their deceased. These buildings are generally small, and located near the woods. They’re also able to be moved from where they’re placed if needed-- which is why Bawkrya, with the permission of the families, relocated a lot of these temples to a specific area thats under more security.

These temples are protected by a magic talisman that’s fueled by the living family. So, unless you’re blood related or otherwise bound to the talisman, you won’t be able to go in or move these temples. If a family no longer has a surviving member, it is usually bound to the clans Immortal (TBA Dragon), who will continue fueling it so long as their loyalty lies in Phrauge.

For Dragons of higher rank, with the families permission, their urn may be placed in the Capital Building. Urns in this building are protected by two talismans, one fueled by the family, and the overarching one fueled by the Immortal.

In the temples, important items that belonged to the dragon may be set next to the urn. For ex: Bridal Boas, small weapons, journals, etc. As for items families may keep, since jewelry is super popular in the clan, Rings, Necklaces, and other forms of jewelry are typically worn by the dragons Heir, or whoever they may have left it to. Bawkryas pendants are a well known example-- it’s rumored they belonged to his mother, but they only thing known for sure is that it was passed onto him when he was young.

⚔️How do they get along with beastclans? Is there tension even if they get along well?

Honestly, pretty well. The most trouble Beastclan folk might face in Phrauge is from tourists who aren’t familiar with the laws set in place protecting them against dragons. So, many tend to live in the Gabbro instead of Anura.

Dragons also still have beastclan familiars, like Bawkrya does! Familiars in this sense are treated equally, and are more of a partnership between dragons, whether it’s familial, platonic, or romantic. Familiar is just the universal title most end up using

🍽Any culinary inspirations or specialties?

There’s several Phrauge specific specialties, and every single one is a meat based dish. I don’t have names yet for them, but the most well known is a soup made from bone broth with lots of meat in it. Grouse is the most common choice of meat, with different sorts of seasoning, sauces, etc. depending on the region/who cooks it. Veggies and the like are mixed in too-- but again it’s all dependent on where you have it made

A special kind of beef jerky is super popular too, with magic based ingredients!

But, also, since plenty of dragons move into Anura every day, specialties from other clans or flights gain traction as well. Though-- nature specialties don’t really last long

🔑If your clan is land locked or lacks bodies of water how do you feed pescatarians? If its dry or frozen how do they feed herbivores? Does this area limit what dragons have joined your clan due to unstable dietary supplies?

A LOT of food is imported! Like a lot. Phrauge does a lot of trading among other clans/flights, so there’s rarely ever a shortage, especially since Bawkrya and Fortinbras have teamed up on trade. So, dragons aren’t really limited.

🎀Does certain clothing mean anything in your clan? Colors or items signal a rank or status like marriage, warrior, healer?

Bridal Boas are a super common, Phrauge specific thing. It’s something all partners in marriage wear, and something they make for each other. Bridal Boas are made from fur, decorative metals, and jewels. They don’t specifically have to be boas, just made out of fur! As for colors, white is the most common, but Reds, Dark Greens, and Dark Purples are other colors associated with marriage.

For Mages, they tend to wear metal masks with heavily jewelry. Xentheryn and Akeldama have the most prominent masks as they’re the Official mages, but all Mage related masks are decorated depending on what they specialize in. For those two specifically, being Blood mages, Red jewels, copper metal, etc. is used for their masks with more flowy designs

Bawkrya has a specific uniform he has to wear when doing Clan Ceremonies. The majority of this uniform is made from bone-- with the bones being from past enemies that Phrauge has defeated. The fabric used is from specific beasts too, all which past Leaders have killed themselves. Also, passed down jewelry and the like.

⭐️Is your clan healing magic based? Apothecary based? Surgical? A strange combination?

It’s more of a combination, with how many dragons there are. And, it really depends on the injury or illness a dragon may have. But, the most popular form is magic based, with most if not all mages in the clan basing their studies in healing.

✏️What are real world influences that have been implemented into your clan’s design or culture?

For fashion, a lot is inspired by the 1930s fashion from various countries! For a specific source, the fashion in Winter Begonia is a huge influence. I just tend to make the clothing sluttier LMFAO

so just really nice and layered tuxes and semi form fitting dresses. but in Phrauge theres boob windows somehow implemented. + STUPID heavy jewelry + LOTS of fur and potentially bones

[kylo-wrecked]

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{ from this meme }

<< The Assembly Hall aboard The Supremacy >>

A certain fire was rising in his throat. He imagined smoke curling through and out of his nostrils. That was the kind of rage he felt alight in his chest. It was like a firestorm.

First, he hated the way he was dressed. He felt starch white and stiff in these robes. He was not sure he could even call them "robes." The trousers were slightly high in the waist, cut short, all for show. Not utilitarian at all. His shirts were embroidered with silver, the cloak an unsightly new color, some shade of midnight blue; the sky at dusk. Almost black. Red trimming. He didn't understand--a true black would have suited him just as well.

All this for an engagement he had never agreed to. He had never readily, willingly agreed to. But he was not the Supreme Leader yet. He was a Knight, Master of The Ren.  And the woman he was going to marry, she was a Nightsister, descended. Nearly a goddess in her own right. It was a good match, in that respect. It would solidify the First Order.

Kylo Ren looked solemnly through the aisles of erect, helmeted heads. Ren had secured Snoke more power by marriage than he had by his own hand. It was sad, really.

It made his blood boil. He stared coldly into the distance.

He had forged his way into this world of war and glory as a Knight. Now he was more like a crowned prince to an empire he'd somehow inherited but never wanted.  

Inherited--now there was a bold idea. To think Snoke would ever give up The Order. Ben's father had been right. He would be tossed aside later, into the pile of his ancestors.

Ah--there was his bride. There began the brigade. The vessel was an amphitheater of soldiers, officers, high ranking contributors. The destroyer smelled like overripe blossoms, Snoke sitting somewhere afar in a golden cocoon.

Kylo Ren refused to look at her. He'd already decided that she was nothing to him. He didn’t have to say it aloud. She could read him if she dared.