#Relame

[rosefires20]

My brainrot today is thinking about just how incredible for a character Eowyn is.

Genuinely. The series might not have many female characters but the ones we do get go so fucking hard.

To me, Eowyn is literally the definition of defining being a woman for oneself. She rejects the roles she is given despite acknlowdging the importance and its mostly because she knows part of the reason is that she is a woman.

The reason why she is obsessed with Aragorn isn't because she loves him but because she wants what he has. She wants the freedom and courage and bravery that Aragorn has at every turn. She literally has multiple conversations during the Two Towers about how what she fears most is a cage. All this girl wants is the freedom to be and not be forced into a role. The best thing is that she literally gets that.

The segment of Return of the King about Eowyn and Faramir is literally about her piecing together what she truly wants. She doesn't want Aragorn. She wants freedom and the ability to choose. Faramir does nothing but encourage that in her. Their love story is literally one of the healthiest love stories I've seen in a long time because at the heart of it, their love is a place to return home to for both parties. Both go off to lead and help their people for a considerable amount of time before returning to each other but that does not diminish their bond. Even Faramir, I believe, falls in love with her bravery and dedication to her loved ones. The reason she went to Pelenor Fields and Gondor with the troops of Rohan was because she had things she wanted to fight for. She wanted to fight for herself, her people, and her loved ones. She is the one who protects Theoden after he is killed so that his body gets the treatment it deserves. She encourages Merry and helps him go to the battle because she sees her struggle in Merry. They feel helpless standing around when there are things to be doing.

Let's also not forget the fact that she was around Grima Wormtounge just as much as the King was. She was exposed to the same poison and awful words that eroded the king. It's even implied that her care for him is part of the reason why Theoden was savable when Gandalf showed up. She had the same power and bravery as everyone else even if she didn't see it in herself.

Then at the end of the day, SHE decides where she wants to go and what path she wants to walk. She walked the path of a warrior. The path of a princess/ruler. The path of a caretaker. But in the end she decides which elements truly mean something to her outside of gender definitions. That is what makes her character so incredible to me. In this she literally kills one of the biggest enemies in that battle with such a badass line.

[simpfornegan]

i am a child of divorce.

[pixelsinmyveins]

💜♪

[icecats3]

Guys the awesome lesbian couple and the malicious evil scheming horse are gone

[teddyonbumblr]

Morro redraw, painted Sept 14th, 2024- original from July 24th, 2023. (Please don't repost my art, reshares are chill tho)

[burning-sol]

Prompt three was favourite NPC and I nearly had a mini freak out because I wasn't sure who to pick to draw!! There's a lot of cool NPCs in Apotheosis, but I decided to draw Peter's old adventuring party because nobody draws them and that makes me sad :( Era was heavily based on sug4rc4ne's design because they're the only person who's ever drawn her on here and the design stuck to my brain (rushed concept sketches i did of the group under the cut).

[akariarda]

Find a cure for Garmadon -Part2-Sacrifice

Thanks Anonymous for the request!!

Part 1Lloyd tells Sora, Arin and wyldfyre about his father's poison. They find an interesting scroll from The First Spinjitzu Master, which says that he found a cure for Garmadon..

Part2-The journey of The First Spinjitzu master and his sacrifice to find a cure.

For a long time, we have been searching for a cure for Garmadon, ever since the bull was bitten, and that happened when he was just a boy.

I never stopped hoping, but over the years I watched as Wu and Garmadon grew. As they matured, Garmadon turned more towards evil, yet he fought. He fought as best as he could, and that is why I am proud of him.

If I do not return from this journey, please let someone tell him how proud I am.

A few days before this, I found something very important. I would love to write how I found it, but unfortunately, I do not have the time for that.

Now I am on my way, riding my loyal dragon, headed to the Cloud Kingdom. There, I aim to speak with the writers of destiny to scout the territory for the continuation of my search, to try to find out immediately what my chances of success or failure might be.

Because I know that this will be a perilous journey, and I will not risk everything if I am not at least somewhat sure of success.

~~~~~~

A few days later, exhausted but happy from the feeling of the wind in my hair, I arrived in the Cloud Kingdom.

"Stop!" The guards immediately halted me. "Who are you?"

"The one who needs to talk to the writers of destiny." I answered calmly. "Urgently."

"And why should we allow you that?" One of the guards raised an eyebrow angrily. "Who are you, anyway, stranger?"

I sighed; I didn't like to flaunt titles, but it seemed I had to. "I am the first Spinjitzu Master, creator of Ninjago, and several other realms," I said as proudly as I could.

At that, they just stared blankly and led me to the writer of destiny.

"Please, good writer, tell me if my quest has any meaning." I almost began to beg on my knees. "Will my Garmadon ever be able to be happy?"

"To the first question, the answer is mixed," the writer of destiny sighed. "But to the second, I am sure that yes. One day."

At that, I sighed and thanked the writer.

"Please explain your first answer." I pleaded again. "I need to know if I should embark on this deadly path."

"I cannot agree to that," she sadly shook her head, "but perhaps one day."

"So there is hope?" I asked tensely.

"There is," the writer of destiny nodded. Many more words were exchanged, but due to my poor feeling and the importance of this task, I only wrote down a few.

~~~~~~

I spent two days in the Cloud Kingdom with the writers of destiny, and there I rested.

After that, my dragon and I set off for the most dangerous part of Ninjago. This part is located at the very edge of my realm, and luckily, almost no one knows about it, except for me.

I know I created it, but at the moment, the power of evil over it was stronger. Why did I decide to go to such a place?

Well, on the scroll I found, it states that the snake's venom cures with snake poison. I decided it was best to procure more poison.

And since the snake was dead, this place was the only one where I could find what I was looking for.

By snake, I mean the female Great Devourer, the one that died long ago. My journey was not easy; my dragon and I endured many hardships. I have no time to recount them all, but when we arrived at the place we were looking for, we were already covered in wounds and sweat.

The place we sought was the Temple of Darkness. All around it, for miles, it was in eternal night. The temple itself was blacker than the darkest night and eerily magnificent.I'm the most powerful being I knew, and I was still a little afraid.

"This is for my Garmadon," I reminded myself aloud.

"Now it is too late." Hunger crept like from the depths of the temple.

"No!" I said firmly. "Come out and fight me, Overlord!"

"Hahahaha," Overlord laughed. "Your Garmadon will be my pawn."

"Never!" I shouted defiantly, knowing that this must not be true, which is why I was here.

"The very fact that you are here confirms that you are a coward!" Overlord mocked.

"I created all of this." I said boldly. "I am not afraid of you. Come out and fight!"

"I'm afraid I cannot," Overlord laughed. "Fight with my army!"

"What army..." I looked around confused, but then I was horrified. I saw no army because the army began to rise from the ground. Skeletons began to rise for Overlord.

"Stop! I command you!" I poured all my strength into my voice, but it did not work. I was desperate. I was not prepared for anything like this.

The first skeletons came to fight me, and I barely held them off. I was already tired before; it was only a matter of time before they overpowered me.

"Come out and fight me yourself, coward!" I shouted desperately, gasping as I pushed a skeleton off my neck.

There were too many.

"And so the first Spinjitzu Master, the creator of Ninjago, perishes," Overlord savored. "And when he is gone, no one will be able to stop me. Unless he now uses all his strength and escapes, but remains without a cure. Then I will use Garmadon!"

"Never!" I shouted without thinking. "Garmadon will get the cure."

"And how do you plan to do that?" Overlord sneered. I knew that what I was doing was dangerous and that I would die afterward, but I had to.

This was for Garmadon, the son I love no matter what he thinks about it. I knew I owed him this as a father. I shoved the last skeleton off me and raised my staff high.

I began to speak the words I swore I would never say, words that were simply too powerful. The words caused the sky to turn green, and the Departed Realm to open.

"Who disturbs the dead!" A voice sliced through the portal. I knew I was making a mistake and that many spirits would escape into my peaceful world.

"I, the first Spinjitzu Master!" I shouted with the last atoms of strength. "I demand the army of the dead to protect me! Now!"

"As you wish..." the voice reluctantly replied. "But I hope you are ready for sacrifice."

My heart tightened a bit at that, but I was ready. I knew what this entailed.

"Send them." I said firmly, and the army of the dead began to emerge.

"NO!" Overlord screamed from the temple as the green tide overwhelmed his skeletons. I collapsed into unconsciousness from exhaustion.

~~~~~~

As soon as I woke up twenty minutes later, I began to feel the burden of sacrifice. My body was weak, and I knew my time was running out.

I looked around and saw that the thread was almost finished. My army had once again defeated Overlord's. Only small squads remained, but I knew the dead would take care of it.

I stumbled back to the temple. Descending the black steps wearily, I entered into near-total darkness. The only light came from the purple diamonds on the walls, but there were few of them.

In the center was an altar, and on it, a glowing blue vial.

"Finally!" I shouted with relief and moved my weary body.

"You didn’t really think you could take that so easily!" A voice from the shadows sliced through the air as it emerged.

I was not afraid of him, even though I knew it was Overlord. As exhausted as I was, he was too. I could see it on his monstrous face.

"Let me take this without a fight." I calmly negotiated. "You know you will lose in it. My army..."

"So be it!" Overlord interrupted me harshly, and his outburst startled me. "You can kill him if you don’t have a good dose." He laughed.

"Don’t worry, I have it." I replied grimly. "But you will die here anyway, and I will take Ninjago." Overlord laughed in my face, and I barely restrained myself from striking him in anger.

"My sons will be here, as will the green ninja who appears in my dreams." I said calmly.

"That green ninja is Garmadon's son? My pawn?" Overlord laughed.

"Not anymore." I triumphantly raised the poison.

"Just keep hoping." Overlord hissed. "That poison will not arrive in time, and likewise, Garmadon will not have a cure... He eould never have a son.Even if he does, he will be raised by his evil!"

"You are wrong about Garmadon." I said sincerely, even though I feared that phrase about the cure not arriving in time. "He is holding up much better than you think."

"Time will tell." Overlord snarled.

"It will." I said tiredly and turned to raise the cure victoriously and gaze at the sky. "It will come one day, I know that. The writers of destiny told me."

"Too late!" Overlord shouted after me. "It will come too late!"

"It is never too late," I said and stumbled down the steps.

As I returned, I released the dead and continued my journey. Unfortunately, my faithful dragon only survived for a short while due to injuries, and I buried him with sorrow in a village.

"Goodbye, my dear friend," I whispered as tears streamed down my face. "Thank you forever for this. We will meet in the next world; I will not be long."

Those words will be true. Now I find myself in a monastery; I barely made it here and am dying.

I left the cure in a secret place, which I will write in the sequel. Please take it to Garmadon if no one returns before I die. I believe it is never too late, and whoever finds this is destined.

May fate bless you, and tell my sons how much I love them and how proud I am of them, especially Garmadon, for he was much less aware than Wu.

May his focus be the living sacrifice I made for him because I believe in him. Thank you, dear reader, from my heart. And the cure is located...

[surelysilly]

bright-eyed idealist (hard-eyed realist)

*whips out a bazooka*

i think it'd be fun to have him summoned as a Rider class servant (Fenton assualt vehicle is just a tank to roll down the the streets at high speed with, lol)

he's kinda mad-scientist like for techonology, and tinkers with a lot of stuff and making 'traps' character who can make a bomb out of anything trope. his weapons can only hurt other servants, and he pretends to be bad at hand-to-hand combat but is still a brawler at heart. it confuses people when he starts wailing on another servant or throwing what looks like magic (ecto blasts) around.

when he activates his 'noble phantasm' the Ecto-skeleton appears, and his lichtenburg scars become visible.

his catch phrase is "beware!!" and goes by Bill until he decides to say otherwise (who knows if 'ghosts' ever existed here or the GiW y'kno)

he keeps his wish a secret i dont even know what it is

[bibibbon]

Do you have any mangas about superheroes? Just don't be One Punch Man. I'm trying to take a break from My Hero Academia and I'm already very frustrated with the story.

Honestly the only superhero manga similar to mha and that isn't one punch man that I have been reading so far is:

Ranger Reject

Other than that, you can definitely start to head into the American and much more Western depictions of the superhero genre with shows like:

The boys

Invincible

[brainworms-all-night-long]

Killing him fancy twirl style

[icecats3]

Aimros no. No bc I’m crying fr

[thegothingtons]

In the realm of magic...

Kolamano had taken care of the succession ritual for his colleagues immediately after talking to Clementine. The preparations had taken a few days, but now it was time to say goodbye.

Clementine came to stand by Kolamano in what was emotionally difficult for him and to say goodbye to the sages.

Riku, the sage of mischievous magic, was very afraid, which is why Clementine cast a happiness spell on him. He shouldn't worry about anything anymore.

She also wished for peace and joy for Hersh, the sage of functional magic. She owed a lot to the sage, he had accompanied her into the world of magic alongside her father.

Clementine: "Everything will be fine."

She embraced him deeply.

Kolamano then took both of them through a portal.

Only a short time later, Hersh's place as sage was replaced by a new woman.

[creatorofstarrealm]

 A Princess and a fallen God in a barbie world.

[akariarda]

Please don’t remember me as that man

When the Evil Garmadon is released from Departed Relam, Sensei Garmadon came with him like chained. But nobody don't see him at all,because he can't control his evil self.

Request from ao3!

Sensei Garmadon felt himself slowly departing from the Departed relam. He sensed someone calling out to him.

Except it was not him. Or was it?

As he left against his will, he felt his dark side pulling at him.

The sensation of becoming alive again intensified along with the feeling that he was bound without control over himself.

It was the most painful sensation he felt at every moment.

~~~~~~

"You have changed?" Garmadon spoke out loud. Even his dark side seemed taken aback.

"So have you!" Lloyd replied.

This struck Sensei Garmadon deeply. But he knew it was the truth.

He couldn't do anything while fighting against Lloyd.

He was there. He was tied to the malevolent Garmadon.

He still couldn't do anything.

Was this a cruel punishment for what he had once done as a Dark Lord?

Every blow he dealt to his son hurt him three times more. Every word...

"I have no son!!" Garmadon yelled as Sensei Garmadon screamed within him.

"Of course you do, fool! That’s Lloyd..."

No one could hear him. No one could feel him. At least that’s what he thought.

When Garmadon threw Lloyd through the walls, Sensei Garmadon wished to die on the spot.

He couldn’t bear it... It seemed he could somehow still influence himself.

Because Garmadon no longer pursued Lloyd but left him alone.

~~~~~~

At first, he could talk to himself.

It ended up with Garmadon yelling and destroying things around him.

"Stop, stop!" he shouted as he tried to free from himself.

Sensei Garmadon did everything he could to at least gain some control over himself.

No, he saw Oni but there became another way to prevent that. There is always another way.

Just when he thought he had established control, Harumi would ruin it all.

How he loathed that girl. No, he didn’t hate her; he felt sorry for her. Such a young soul full of bitterness and hatred...

He tried to reach out to her, but he never got the chance.

Soon, he became Emperor Garmadon. His power grew with the fight, while Sensei Garmadon grew weaker. Oh, how he wished to depart...

But he couldn’t; he was trapped by his evil self. And no one noticed him. Except for Emperor Garmadon, occasionally, almost never.

He recalled Lloyd's words as he fell deeper into despair:

"I saved you once, I will save you again!"

"Please save me, Lloyd." he cried internally. "Because when I was evil the first time, I was not aware of what I was doing. Now I am, and I can do nothing. Please save me."

~~~~~~

However, salvation did not come. One moment when he received another scar in his heart was the fight against Misako and Nya.

He heard his baby brother's scream. He could do nothing.

"I was married to him once, I'm upon everything," Sensei Garmadon felt his heart ache again.

What did she mean by that? And did she even see him as the same man?

He hoped that in her eyes, he could see that he wasn’t.

The fight was dreadful. Misako held her own very well, but every blow Garmadon dealt hurt him more than anything else.

He never thought he would hurt her, Lloyd...

~~~~~~

The moment he managed to regain control happened in the battle between him and his son.

Just as Emperor Garmadon attempted to throw Lloyd off the Borg Tower, Sensei Garmadon intervened.

"No, no, no, no!!" he screamed and ignited himself. Emperor Garmadon threw Lloyd aside.

"I cannot fight you, but I can resist you!"

He was so proud every time Lloyd said that sentence.He taught him that.

To fight without fighting, the art of the silent fist.

He felt stronger as Emperor Garmadon weakened. Finally, he was defeated.

Sensei Garmadon put in all of his efforts to stand his ground now. But he didn’t succeed.

Perhaps he didn’t want it badly enough, because he couldn’t bear to see their faces after everything.

What would they think?

He felt himself separating from Emperor Garmadon and returning to the Departed Realm.

He felt relieved; at least he could return to his parents...

When he fully arrived, he collapsed to the ground from mental exhaustion.

"Oh son..." He heard from behind but could not lift his gaze.

What would they say about what he had done? He knew he would never recover from that, just like many others...

Was destny punishing him for all his wrongdoings? Was he being punished by suffering while watching others suffer?

Perhaps. Destny is unpredictable.

He remained on the ground, apologizing to everyone in silence. To Lloyd, Misako, Wu...

He wanted only one thing. For them to be okay and not to remember him as that man. To leave behind only beautiful memories.

Deep inside, he knew that the good him was never blamed. That they wouldn’t see him as the same man.

This comforted him while he knew he would never forgive himself. He felt hands lifting him off the ground, asking if he was alright. His parents...

He wasn’t alright, and that probably showed.

"PPlease don’t remember me as that man.lease don’t remember me as that man." He begged of Lloyd, Misako, and Wu primarily and the others as well.

He spoke until he fell unconscious. His parents later took care of him. And he did not feel better.

Maybe he did, but only a little.

Very little.

[houseofoddballs]

What if, when you get those random shivers that wrack through your body without you being cold, it's actually someone or something from another realm failing the ritual to summon you?

Baphomet: *reading the news in a bath robe and fuzzy slippers with his morning coffee*

Some person: *tries a ritual to summon Baphomet for power or something*

Baphomet: *shivers and spills a bit of his coffee on the paper* Damnit...

The person: WHERE DID I GO WRONG!? THE RITUAL WAS PERFECT, WAS THE INCANTATION MISPRONOUNCED!? TIME TO STUDY THE ANCIENT TEXTS FOR HOURS MORE!!

[grrrrrrrbarkbarkbark]

I'm neither cis nor trans but a third, funner thing