#SHE'S ALMOST FINISHED LESGO

[doraingrid]

Chiara de Riva, the woman you are...

[atechnobladeapologist]

Paralels between Emerald duo and Codebreakers (canons and headcanons).

First of all they are my favorites character, I cannot even put in words how much I like them, my brain is gonna rot.

Personally I dont like to see the relationship that Phil have with them as something pathernal, but more as something close to the idea of the Moiral quadrant that we had on homestuck.

For you who saved your ass and stayed farrr away from this webcomic (just joking dont take that part too serious), Moirail basicly are besties that has a strings and specials bond, Moirail it’s that person who you feel safe to open up and talk about problems and feelings. That’s it if I dont mistaken me, omg my memorie is so poor, but look if Im wrong this is still the concept that Im looking for okay :c

Based on it, we should normalize kiss your best- COF COF, I mean, normalize writing an open love letter to your best friend in a pretty platonic way (Im not being ironic).

In short, they are best friends, bros, buddys.

Yeh I talk too much, too much, lesgo then.

The totem thing. I like to think Philza is pretty concerned with the boys, because Techno and Elotes are almost two ambulant suicidals just because of the totens, yet Phil is just like omggg sit down and stay quiet just for two entire minutes. I imagine Phil have constantly to bandage and sew up their wounds, SPECIALLY with Etoiles, that French Beast thing and his way of looking at thing intensifies this a lot.

I have a really strong headcanon that in both codebreakers and emerald duo Techno and Etoiles have a very strong relationship with Mumza because of the times they almost died (a pretty fun relationship btw, I bet she gives advices and philosophizes about life with them), at the point they know her even BEFORE know Philza or as long as they know him, and all this often without Philza even knowing, and when he descovers he goes like: WHAT?!

Even though Philza doesnt look physically as strong as them (I like to think he is, for real) the two still admire the man as if he were a super cool older friend, and besides none of them show it to Phil or tell him, they both are like: LOOK that cool guy is MY FRIEND, how cool, isnt it?

Headcanon, the warriors already cried in front him.

I know that Techno is pretty concerned about his reputation in a certain way but I really like to pass this to Etoiles too, Imagine a moment where they are showing friendly affection for eachother with a hug or something, and out of nowhere they break up and Etoiles says, “man, I’m enjoying this but it hurts my reputation”, even when theres NO ONE close to see it, they’re just so out of touch they have ashamed of it, in the most fluffy way you can imagine that, it’s pretty funny imagine beasts, unshakable warriors that just cant deal with a hug of their best friend.

Techno hear voices, Etoiles get the paranoid <3

They have wavy and curly hair and sometimes Phil helps them to finish their hair, for techno he usually braid his all hair and for Etoiles he do a tiny terere on the side. Philza encourage both to take more care of their hair because he likes the curls and waves.

Techno and Etoiles have completly unexpected hobbies, I like to think that tech know how to sew and he have a whole sketchbook just for crosquis and Etoiles constantly draw and makes small wood sculptures, cute things because he usually gives to Pomme. We can invert this too btw, I think it matchs with both!

Despite Phil’s warnings they simply refuse to have a healthy sleep schedule.

If it was necessary they would sacrifice themselfs for keep the oldman safe.

I didn’t talk much about Phil :c but I was trying to do something more focused on Tecchnoblade and Etoiles in the relationship with him ya know? Maybe another time I’ll do something for our blondie girlie pop.

I truly like how those duos are simillary with eachother even when one of them are different people. Btw codebreakers should be more contrast on the fandom hihi.

Just to remember English is not my mother language so sorry for the poor words choose.

[localcapricosimp]

Intro Because I Forgot to Do This

Hi my name is Evie/Via, I'm a Twisted Wonderland, Legend of Zelda and Shining Nikki fan. She/Her or They/Them. I'm panromantic (usually more into girls though), I love Hozier, KISS, Conan Gray, Gorillaz, Chappell Roan, Sabrina Carpenter, Noah Kahan and Reneé Rapp.

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What to expect: Most of my stuff though is just me being a nerd about Twisted Wonderland and/or being a silly goofy sapphic theatre kid. Silly little headcannons teehee MMD related content on occassion? Hi I'm a filthy little Leovil shipper. Let the men hold hands. Shitpost edits/videos I'm also a writer so you can expect to see drafts of shit I'm working on or finished projects.

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With all that being said hi nice to meet ya.

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[reynie-muldoons]

'The Art of Conveyance and Round-Trippery' Liveblog!

Sorry this is a few days late!! I moved across the country this weekend, we drove like 13 hours within 2 days and we did a lot of heavy lifting. I'm exhausted, but the boxes are slowly emptying and I've been wanting to watch this episode so gd bad, so LESGO

Over halfway through the season!!!! That's absolutely surreal

1:11 oooh they're getting their royal fitting

1:22 LMAOO WTF 😂😂 Princess Diaries vibes

1:42 ✨CONFIDENCE✨

1:52 Alfonse is a perfect name for that guy HAHA

2:05 Nathaniel, my guy, you've made some points

2:11 "do you feel your power?" POWER RANGERS, GO

2:24 no no hesitation just prolly thinkin bout how he was caught cheatin

2:39 "can you not allow yourselves luxury?" okay fr I feel that I get Nice Things Guilt(tm) too easily

2:52 dayummmm let's talk about Sticky being a hat stall between Hufflepuff and Gryffindor, mans is brave as fuck under extreme pressure and loyal to the point of putting himself on the line

3:15 bro Sticky getting some recognition. Love to see it, he deserves it

3:19 "is that a coincidence? Or written in the stars?" IS DR. CURTAIN CATCHING ON THAT THEY KNEW EACH OTHER BEFORE OR LIKEEEE

3:49 WHAT WORD AROUND CAMPUS 😭😭😭 MY BOYS ARE NOT A MISTAKE HOW DARE YOU

4:09 why doess the action of Dr. Curtain putting the sash on them seem so nefarious

4:36 I dont really understand the whole pastel yellow, blue, and pink palette of the school but the boys both look pretty okay in their vest-sash getup

4:42 THE OPENINGGGGG. This shit slaps.

5:41 Kate and Constance look so fucking cute in that shot, dont ask me why but hnnggggg

5:54 sash rope 😂😭 kate, honey, that's a reach

6:09 it might feel buttery, but, my guy, it also looks buttery. It's literally the color of butter. Get yourself some crisco

6:24 I find it kinda interesting that they made up new riddles for the show, I'm almost positive that that one wasn't in the book. Correct me if I'm wrong though

7:03 "I'm not gonna apologize for knowing things" the sass. the ✨confidence✨. living for it

7:03 If they build on that it sets Sticky up really nicely for the arc in the second book where he starts to show off a little

7:15 tiny Constance who is constantly dressed in pink with cute little braids is the perfect medium for the most morbid comments 😂😂

7:55 Martina's hot in her uniform. Can't prove me wrong.

8:15 why does that make me sad 🥺 eat with your friendssss. iirc they only talked about eating at the Messenger table in the books

8:26 dipshits forgot their lunches. Seems Constance is holding the communal braincell atm

8:50 anyone have Guiness on speed dial? Reynie and Sticky have a submission for them

9:25 oh hello this was alluded to in the preview!!! Morse code is compromised, rip

10:05 so are Jackson and Jillson stuck with night guard duty all the time?? They've been outside at night a lot

10:18 ahhhhhh the little blinkie light, stopppp

10:25 MILLIGANNNNN!!!

10:25 so is this the point where he starts staying on the island with them????

10:39 so are they just like "fuck it we'll do it right before sundown" ???? Like Jackson and Jillson are still gonna be on the lookout, they aren't gonna chill just because it's not fully dark

10:50 did the kids.....just not tell them that Mr. Bloom was on the island 😂 nice oversight guys

11:05 MADGE TIME MADGE TIME

11:05 remind me to tell you guys a story about Madge, I may or may not have done something irl a few years ago that would make y'all proud 😂😂😂

11:16 idk why but it makes me so happy that they kept Madge as a peregrine falcon

11:37 Rhonda, my love, you have my heart in your hands

11:46 roll credits

12:05 THE HEAD SHAKE HAHAHAH

12:06 Awww man, I was so excited for Milligan to be on the island .-. He must have been scoping out the inlet

12:07 "they're quite regal" A. I read the subtitles as "legal" the first time and that's somehow really in character for him, and B. IS MILLIGAN GOING TO NAME HER???!? HER MAJESTY???? PLEASE I WOULD LOVE THAT SO MUCH

12:15 his grimace KILLS ME

12:17 the hard cut from Nicholas in a brown setting and brown suit to Nathaniel in a blue setting and blue suit was lowkey striking

12:36 are they looking up Morse code 😳 can you imagine if they wrote down the message and are now decoding it

12:41 omfg all that for a HAT 🙃 I feel stupid

12:51 two things: 1. Those walls are atrocious, and 2. Yeah, talk about Morse code in a louder voice Connie girl, you're just in a public hallway

13:03 I'm sorry but those orange pillar things are not the vibe

13:03 the golden gate bridge called, they want their arches back

13:10 please let Kate climb the tower before the end of season 1. please.

13:22 y'all are about to be flying something else 😎

13:33 cleansing breaths

13:47 OH HELLO MESSENGER DUTY ALREADY??

14:06 what the heck is that teal pole for 😭😭

14:12 blindfold timeeee

I'm so sorry but I'm exhausted, it's 11:30 pm on Sunday night right now, I'll finish this episode tomorrow morning after I get some sleepies

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Good morningggg lesgetatit

14:50 "vomit of metal" ashhdjdjd

15:16 a wild Martina appears!

15:36 and if you folks look to your left, you'll see a wild Constance being the voice of reason once again

15:57 "lose the bucket" "I'm not gonna do that" HELL YEAH KATE

16:07 I get not having the bucket on the court lolol, I thought Martina was telling Kate to lose the bucket in general. Like, yeah, good luck convincing her to so that

16:35 show!Kate is much angrier than book!Kate and I'm still deciding how I feel about that. The Kate we've known from the books is a sunshine baby with looots of repressed trauma.

17:03 ......what is that. why is that.

17:11 WAIT IS THAT SUPPOSED TO BE REYNIE AHEHDJDJD

17:15 HI MADGE

17:41 the grand swell in the music makes me think it's going to go comically wrong

17:51 she's majestic because she's a queen 🥺

18:03 LMAO CALLED IT

18:14 Rhonda and Number Two getting at each other is such a sisterly thing to do 😂😂😂

18:37 ohhhhh? Someone's approaching? Miss Perumal perhaps????

18:45 YEAHHHHH BABY

18:50 PROTECTIVE MOM COMIN IN HOT!!!

19:22 THEYRE SO PRECIOUS 😭😭😭😭 I feel like I've been subconsciously starved for her and Mr. Benedict's interactions

19:36 died at that line in the one trailer

20:00 so Miss Perumal pulled a Sherlock Holmes. Love that for her

20:20 Cheri Tupintown??? Of all the aliases they could pick, Cheri Tupintown???

20:33 "Power in Truth Inc" that HAS to be something Rhonda came up with

21:01 you can literally watch Mr. Benedict realize that this is a woman not to be fucked with and he is CORRECT

21:23 "he's fine. Perfectly fine." At this, Mr. Benedict's pants caught aflame.

21:52 something about Constance sitting in on practice!!! It scratches an itch!!!!

22:19 "incorporate the helix. Live in the helix." Lord Helix is pleased with this offering.

22:26 so what I'm hearing is Kate is going to blow up on Constance for messing with the bucket

23:13 unrelated but Jillson'a shoes are cute

23:29 why does this room give off Johnny Depp's willy wonka vibes

24:13 that looks like a chair from a doctor's office waiting room 😭

25:29 they do be egg heads tho

26:02 baby girl, I have no idea why you're crying at weird art but let me dry your tears 🥺🥺

26:50 SHE FOUND ITTTT

27:27 okay Indiana Jones, go off

27:46 why did that kinda sound like Miss Perumal

28:43 the return of everyone's favorite, "enjoyable"

29:05 not that I'm not loving the ice breaker questions and the one-sided conversation, but I'm not loving it

29:22 oh so we're getting right into it aren't we

29:54 his eyes being open again makes this infinitely creepier

30:36 "where's your proof?" Miss Perumal doesnt fuck around!!!

31:29 you're telling me Constance has been there all day?? And Kate went to find her???? 🥺

31:58 oh so we're getting right to it then?? Kate addressing her independence and trust issues arc????

33:29 NEWS!!!!

33:49 CONSTANCE RIDING PIGGYBACK!!!!!!

34:04 okay, so they opened the murder hole, what are they gonna do now

34:59 Italian? 🤨 m'sir that is so fancy

34:59 fun story I learned Italian diction in college, so I know a little bit

35:16 "take your time" the whisperer says, immediately repeating the prompt to get the answer sooner

35:31 theeeeere it is

35:46 SOMETHING ABOUT THE WHISPERER SAYING "YOU ARE HOME" 😭😭😭 the show really played up the cult shit!!

36:02 Kate being protective of Constance 🥺

36:20 ohhh shit is it time for Connie girl to have double Reynie? Double Sticky?

36:36 STICKY

36:52 "what kind of nonsense?" HAVE THEY NOT ASKED THAT BEFORE THIS?????

37:14 "and your tiny brain can somehow pick it up!!" KATE STOP 😂😂😂

37:16 "I knew you had to be special in some way." WE DONT HAVE TIME TO UNPACK ALL OF THAT

37:51 she's right, this is disregard for their safety. The show made Mr. Benedict and his team a lot more back-alley and dishonest, and Miss Perumal has every reason to be pissed

38:30 oh good they finally remembered he has narcolepsy

39:38 and the best mom award goes to:

40:38 I was gonna say that this hallway is how I imagined the KEEP in riddle of ages but then I remembered that (spoilers) the Institute is the KEEP

40:46 oh, hello propoganda

41:10 that's the other person Rhonda couldn't contact, along with Mr. Bloom. This has to be the brainsweeping process

41:22 yeppppp

41:44 this dark doctor's office theme gives me horror movie vibes

42:22 ohhhh, so that's how they replaced that scene where the four of them jump in a crate to hide and Sticky drops his glasses in the open

42:47 and so we've come to the part of the story where Sticky and Reynie become infinitely more conflicted

42:47 and since we've reached that point..... can we have the white knight scene? Pretty please? Please Disney I'm begging you-

43:12 so Reynie just figured that out without Constance? :/

44:03 love the manipulation

44:31 I'm sorry, the farm?

44:35 farm and forest????

45:16 "the Emergency has served its purpose" 😳 well okay then murder man

45:39 "one thought, one purpose" the hive mind rises once more

45:48 LOVE THE MANIPULATION

46:07 "what have you done to earn anyone's trust?" VALID

46:26 "please do!" WHY AM I EMOTIONAL

47:06 "we still have the falcon" that you do 😂

47:19 AYYY HERE WE GO!!! Time for Milligan to stay on the island??

47:49 ohhhh Constance, casual telepath strikes again

48:16 "stop it, Kate!" OOOOHHHHH

48:53 that line ("it would be nice to be unburdened") would be funny as shit if not for the fact that Constance is a telepath unbeknownst to herself and can both subconsciously perceive people's thoughts and hear the subliminal messages

49:20 HI MRS. PERUMAL!!!

49:25 wow, she's really going through with it 😳 not that I doubted her, but still, that's dedication

49:39 OH SHIT

50:17 oh, so he's an asshole to SQ too. Got it. Torches and pitchforks? Ready to kick his ass?

50:40 "for the moment, anyway" FUCKIN WHAT

This episode was really good!!! They covered a LOT. I hope Miss Perumal comes back to the group and talks about her findings, I hope Milligan goes to get the kids and they tell him no, and I hope they get that classic 4-person Society brainstorming and binding time that hits that sweet spot

[charbax]

Day 5 - An AU of your own choice

Diablo 3 au bc i can and i want to finish malfern week. a quick summary: mal’damba is a witch doctor that saw a fallen star and followed its path at the behest of the spirits. it fell into an old cathedral, and he had someone lead him to it. diablo is a big bad, theres demons, ok thats it lesgo HOORAH

The cathedral was as run-down as he was told. Cobwebs hung like curtains from the chandeliers and doorways, to which Mal'damba parted with a careful hand. Behind him, he could barely make out the steps of his companion, almost ghost-like in sound. If it wasn't for the tap on his shoulder-blade, it would've been easy to lose the sniper.

"Careful," Strix murmured. "The construct guarding the basement should be a few rooms away-" The rest of his warning was drowned out by a commotion further down the hallway. Mal'damba turned his head slightly to his companion.

"Would that be it?"

"No. Too human. Must be magic-users, taking advantage of the fallen star's energy to conduct dark rituals."

"So they are the cause for the restless undead upon arrival."

"Maybe. Either way, ridding them would be a favour to the world."

Mal'damba nodded. It was not his place to impose his ideals on others, for it was their own roads to walk, but to raise the fallen and cause suffering to dead and alive alike...he could hear the spirits crying out from the injustice. He hissed a word in his mother tongue. His backpack stirred, and a cobra slipped out, Mal’damba’s torchlight reflecting off her green scales as she wrapped herself around his arm. Mal’damba heard the shift of a rifle as well. He snuffed out the torch with a quick motion.

They crept closer in the dark, pausing when they could see the figures standing in a circle, with their arms raised and mouths chanting incantations. Energy poured from their open palm, malevolent like smoke, buffeting Mal’damba from where he was hidden. It didn’t help that corpse were strewn around the cultists, some he recognised as villagers, others farmers, merchants, even the odd adventurer or two. His cobra hissed quietly. “Patience girl.” He murmured, even as anger stirred within his chest.

Instead, he concentrated on the centre of the circle, in the middle of a chalk sigil on the floor. A man, bound and kneeling. Mal’damba couldn’t see the face, for his head was bowed, but he could still hear the words from one of cultists – presumably the leader, judging by the overly ornate headdress.

(And Mal’damba would know overly ornate, he himself had a mask of petrified wood and feathers.)

“Why...won’t..you...submit!” The leader growled.

The man lifted his head up, and in the light of the magic and the torches, Mal’damba could see the fierce expression. “You underestimate me.” Then he surged forwards, headbutting the closest cultist in the gut, and breaking the terrible connection of magic.

Mal’damba struck in the confusion. He leapt, gourd in hand, letting his snake fly from his wrist. He heard Strix’s smoke bomb and knew he was only a gunshot away. He threw the gourd at the closest group of cultists. The liquid sizzled angrily, eating through cloth and skin. At the sound of their brethens’ pained screaming, some of them turned from the human tribute to the new threat, another chant on their lips.

They never had the chance to finish; there was a crack of a rifle, and their throats or heads exploded in quick succession. Mal’damba neatly ducked underneath the flying gore, then the shot of lightning. He glanced at the direction it was fired from. The elaborately decorated leader held an open, slightly smoking hand at him.

“How dare you disturb us!” He bellowed. “Then you’ll share the tribute’s fate-”

He stopped. Not from shock, not even from a strike from Mal’damba’s snake, but from the gaping hole where his mouth used to be. He fell forwards, dead. Mal’damba stepped back, then managed to glare in the general direction of the dark, before ducking under a swipe of a sacrificial knife.

A few more snake tosses and bullets later, the cultists joined the slain sacrifices. Mal’damba neatly stepped around the growing puddles of blood as he walked to the man who still had his hands bound behind him.

“Thank you for the back-up, even though I had it handled.” His voice was lilted from a foreign accent, smooth as well, and most importantly, smarming. Mal’damba could tell the spirit of vanity was strong in this one.

“You call that being handled?” Strix said, reappearing from the shadows with one of the knives from the fallen cultists. The man flinched wildly, but calmed when all Strix did was slice the bonds.

“Well, they’re dead aren’t they? But I digress. There are more further in, and I will not stop until they are all vanquished.”

“Then our goals are aligned.” Mal’damba said. “We need to reach the fallen star, but Diablo’s worshippers surround its cradle. We could use the help.”

Safe behind the man, Strix raised his eyebrow in doubt. The man just look delighted. “I would be honoured to escort you to the fallen star.”

Strix spoke up. “Do you have any way of fending for yourself?” He had a point – simple tunics and leggings did a fighter not make.

“Not to worry amigo. My armour and weapons should be nearby. The cultists took them when I was knocked out- I mean, overwhelmed by a whole crowd of twenty or so.” He started walking to one of the side rooms. Mal’damba and Strix looked at each other, then followed him as he disappeared through the doorway.  

When they reached to him, he was digging through a chest. “They should be around...aha!” He triumphantly pulled a breastplate in white and gold edging. He did a double-take at his audience, then grinned. “Did you want a show?”

Strix and Mal’damba simultaneously turned their backs, much to the laughter of the man. Mal’damba wandered over to one of the rickety bookshelves while Strix moved closer to the doorway, eyes out for any danger. After a few minutes, there was coughing behind them. “Gentleman.”

Mal’damba walked back. The armour glinted in the torchlight, the shield and lance engraved with swirling designs from the north. Mal’damba’s eyes widened. “You are a crusader.” He stated with a small note of surprise.

The man gave a bow. “Fernando, at your service.”

“There hasn’t been one for years.” Strix said with a frown. Fernando just winked.

“Well, I hope I’ve met your expectations.”

Strix made a face.

“Fernando.” Mal’damba interrupted. “We are not only after the cultists. A construct built by the previous king guards the cathedral basement. We must go through it to reach the fallen star.”

The crusader did not look deterred. “A worthy challenge for someone of my calibre.”

“It was not- well. If the spirits see fit, then we shall share our road.”

And without any further fanfare, Fernando joined their merry band, and they continued their trek to the fallen star.