#Trappers Peak

[travelella]

Trappers Peak, North Cascades National Park, Stephen Mather Wilderness, Whatcom County, Washington, USA

Alex Moliski

[hawkeyeslaughter]

1, 8, 11

Wild card- If you could keep one of the four main characters who left the show from leaving, which one would it be?

1 . who’s your favorite swamp rat ?

— agh , i’m gonna be basic and go with hawk , he’s just one of my favorites in general . after him i’d probably have to say charles lmfoa

8 . what’s your favorite ridiculous storyline ?

— i love everything about frankmarg’s breakup and the animosity between them before frank left like that was so fucking funny 😭😭 . and but my favorite one - off silly storyline is everything that happened in ‘ for want of a boot ‘ .

11 . favorite random object in the swamp ?

— either the dartboard or frank’s bible , soley because i think it’s funny that it doesn’t combust from all the sinning going on in the swamp

wild card — making me choose is EVIL . and even though henry is my favorite and i dearly love him , the reason i’m not saying him is because i think he would’ve been sort of awkward in the serious tones of the later seasons . so i say trapper !! i liked how they sort of played with the more emotional side of his character instead of strictly silly , i wish they’d done more with him and i think it would’ve been kind of fun to see how he changed through later seasons

[majorbaby]

Z, P

thank you :)

Z - Just ramble about something fan-related, go go go (prompts optional but encouraged)

i was working on some art today and i thought i would throw on an episode of MASH that i "don't really feel much about" so i went with goodbye radar part 1 (sorry if that's like, your fave episode) BUT as i was watching it a few things occurred to me

im not proud of this but radar in his uniform doing that thing where he acts tough is kind of [eyes emoji]

im also not proud of this, but my shipping goggles slipped from their place on my forehead and fell over my eyes during the scene where radar and 'his gal' say goodbye at the airport. they're out of time and about to be separated by an ocean, but they have a genuine connection and are instantly attracted to one another and don't want to lose that. so when they realize they actually don't live that far apart, he says"let's find each other when we get back home" and she says "i promise" and then they have the most painfully brief of kisses and he boards the plane and goes. it's a good scene and the acting is solid and that's why i prefaced this with 'i'm also not proud of this' because i was taken out completely by how well i thought the dialogue would've fit trapper and hawkeye. who are are mere 250-or-so miles apart in the states. ugh.

P - Invent a random AU for any fandom (we always need more ideas)

MASH goes to Twin Peaks!!! I will write it someday, it's just going to take a long time, because I want it to be plotty and I struggle with that. I've never wanted to write a crossover before, but I've been excited about the possibility of doing this one for a long time.

Dreams and Follies and even Trick or Treatment give themselves over to a Twin-Peaks-ing of things. Dreams especially I mean... DREAMS. To say nothing of the Trapper/Hawkeye, Dale/Harry parallels... so much there.

[hikercarl]

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[tinypandacakes]

Have we been Konig's peak yandereness in Trapper Keeper or have we've only seen a little?

We have not seen the peak yandere-ness yet 🤭

[kartaylirnaak]

WIP Sneak Peak

I'm so close to finally finishing The Lingerie Approval Board (NSFW) so have a little SFW sneak peak.

—

Cody: For kriff’s sake

Splint: 😱

Gearshift: A swear!

Longshot: Sir!

Wooley: Oh no he’s broken out the bad words

Trapper: That’s a no-no word sir

Crys: Swearing? From our Marshal Commander?

Longshot: It’s more likely than you think

Cody: You lot are going to send me grey

—

The final chapter will be out very soon and you can read the whole thing on AO3 here.

More info about my OC Splint below.

Splint is my 212th medic OC. Is baby. Still a little timid and intimidated by his COs (Bones and Cody, though he’s more scared of Bones, who is the 212th CMO and technically another OC). Just slightly beyond shiny. Got their paint fairly recently and is developing a rather good deep sigh and unimpressed medic glare but still the youngest of the medics and thus still a shiny. Splint also thinks Trapper is cute but hasn’t worked up to doing anything about it yet, sort of at the flustered/pining stage, though they do manage to plan a totally-not-a-date in the fic. Also very much enjoys emojis. It’s a youth thing apparently xD

[tangerinesgirl]

can i request some hcs for what kind of underwear the dan characters wear

oooh I liked this one! I just did the Kinktober men but would love to hear inboxes or replies for other Dan peeps!

Warnings: smut, 18+, GN!Reader

König

König prioritises comfort and warmth over style. His underwear of choice would be long johns, especially thermal ones for the winter. When reader first finds out he wears these, they giggle realising he's showing his age, but you find it quite sexy as it meant you're dating an older and mature man. bonus points if reader has a (legal) age gap.

Frank

I can absolutely see him as a boxer briefs person, stylish and cool. Post vampirism, I can see him going fully commando for that maximum power trip. Especially when reader and him are on a mission or a date, he loves seeing your reaction when you find out. After all, it's easier access to get to you to release his frustrations after a particular tasking mission.

Alexander Lemtov

Extra and sexy, Lemtov is definitely a thong or bikini brief. He wants to look and feel hot at all times. Does not care for comfort, only cares for how his dick looks, but still needs that bit of support when performing so his "large cock doesn't spill out" (his words not mine). With his tight pants he wears on stage, he needs some short underwear so no lines are visible through them. He also likes wearing them to impress you, of course, even if he is quite vein and wears them for himself first and foremost.

Trapper

Trapper has some very cool patterned boxers. He has a bit of a collection, you borrowed a few occasionally, wearing them around the house with a long shirt. He found it super attractive. Your personal favourite ones were these neon bright flowers, pink yellow and blue on a black background. Reminiscent of the hawaiian shirts he would wear.

David Haller

Bog standard boxers, he doesn't think much about his underwear. He doesn't see the point of having fancy ones, they just come off during sex anyways. It's also not like reader pays attention to them, David is too busy making you think about other things, like how many times you'll cum without him touching you.

Matthew Crawley

I feel like he keeps up with the latest fashion while at Downton, thanks to the servants when he reluctantly agrees for them to dress him. He starts out wearing the all in one underwear union suit, then is quick to try the snug briefs. Even though the suit really exentuates his curves and he pulls it off marvellously, reader prefers the briefs as they could touch his chest more. Unfortunately, boxers weren't popular until the late 20s. So...RIP Matthew, you would have loved boxers.

David Collins

Absolutely a boxer briefs man, comfy and sexy. Calvin Klein waistband peaking out the top of his jeans to make people go crazy, making them easier to manipulate to get what he wants. Sorry reader, that includes you. He's not opposed to objectifying himself if that means being closer to his mission goal.

[zfiledh]

Headcanons: The Owl House

In no particular order:

Luz and Camila took Amity, Hunter, Gus and Willow to Comic Con dressed like characters from Cosmic Frontier. They actually got to meet the creator(s) of Cosmic Frontier, who were very bemused by Gus and Hunter asking a multitude of questions and Gus’ warning about the giraffes. Luz and Amity got to hang out with fans of The Good Witch Azura.

After the Collector installed the new portal door, Jacob Hopkins managed to get out of jail and attempted to sneak into the house. The last anyone heard from Jacob, he was trying to set up an online fundraiser to get home from Mars (when he really was sent to a place called Quinhagak, Alaska.)

Months after Belos fell, Alador and Odalia divorced. Odalia tried to revive their original arms business, but it fell flat. Amity, Edric and Emira never spoke to her again.

Masha learned the truth about Vee and the Demon Realm. In fact, they’re one of the first humans to attend Gus’ Human Student Exchange Program.

Some sketchy ex-Coven Heads (the Potions Head, Terra, & Adrian) and Kikimora attempted to take over the Boiling Isles and replace the vacancy left by Belos. This was quickly thwarted by the B.A.T.T.s C.A.T.T.s and the Hexside squad and a thorough investigation and trial took place. Unsurprisingly, Odalia was also implicated in the plot because of the subpar Abomotons that were used. The plotters and Odalia were banished from the Boiling Isles and sent to Titan Trapper Island to live out their sentence. Kikimora worked out a plea deal and that’s how she was found working with Matt Tholomule to rebuild Bonesborough.

Eda and her dad have a better relationship these days, to Gwendolyn’s delight. Dell and Gwendolyn have also doted on King and Hunter. In fact, Eda was the one who introduced Hunter to Dell after Luz mentioned that Hunter wanted to learn how to carve Palismen.

A delegation was sent to Titan Trapper Island, and Bill is no longer the leader there. Tarak was appointed as the new leader and he promised that he and his people will not to go after the last Titan (King). It also helped that The Collector was included in that delegation to seal the deal and promised to build a portal between the two islands if the Titan Trappers behaved...and changed their way of dressing and the name of their island.

Lilith unlocked her harpy form the same way Eda did: with cookies made by Hooty. However, it wasn’t as “smooth” as Eda’s transformation, but with the help from Eda, Gwendolyn, and Camila, she was able to take control of her transformations. Hooty was also temporarily banned from the kitchen. Right after she managed this, Lilith showed off her transformation in front of Flora.

Luz told Eda what Papa Titan told her, and Eda felt honored. Though Eda was a bit offended about the Titan questioning her homemade apple blood recipe.

The Therapy Coven had never been busy after the fall of Belos. Hunter and Raine in particular spent some time with them because of the shared trauma of possession by Belos.

Hunter elected to stay with Darius, though he's always welcome with the Nocedas back in the Human Realm, with the Parks, the Blights (minus Odalia), Eda, and the senior Clawthornes.

Willow introduced Hunter to her dads after Hunter finished gushing about sewing and wolves with Darius and Eberwolf.

Boscha peaked in high school.

The Bat Queen sensed that there was something about Hunter, and Hunter told her about Flapjack’s sacrifice. After that talk, Hunter also became welcome in The Bat Queen’s forest.

Luz and Amity got more “mundane, slice-of-life dates”, both in the human realm and the demon realm.

The Collector visits King from time to time, and the Hexside squad learned to relax around them and teach them about how to approach people and play other games.

There was an attempt to introduce Camila to the food in the Boiling Isles. Suffice to say, she was only able to eat griffin eggs like Luz, though she found the animals there quite fascinating.

Viney and Jerbo eventually became friends again, to Barkus’ relief. (Barkus knew they would become friends, it was a matter of when.)

Principal Bump officially retired as Principal the following year. That was not the end of his love of education because he spent the next year to reach out to Glandus and St. Epiderm about revising their curriculum and offering multiple magic tracks.

[serpercival]

Kiss meme prompts!

sidhawk + a kiss along the jawline for @mxmorel

When Radar came into the Swamp during poker night, it was less with the look of a kid who was going to scam them out of their paychecks and more the look of someone who didn’t want to let what was in his mouth out into the world.

Trapper was the first to bother acknowledging him. “Trouble?”

“Uh, not for any of youse guys,” Radar said, fiddling with the memo in his hands. “Major Freedman, sir?”

Sidney folded. He’d been bluffing, anyway, Hawkeye was sure of it. Ninety percent sure. Maybe seventy-five. The respectable pair of threes in Hawkeye’s hand would have beaten whatever he had, probably. “Emergency?”

“Yes, sir,” Radar said, handing over the note.

Sidney read it, sighed, and collected his cap as he stood. “Don’t wait up.”

Hawkeye, seeing an opportunity to get out of the miserable deal he’d been dealt, scrambled after him. “What kind of emergency?” he asked, bumping their shoulders together.

“A patient of mine in Tokyo,” Sidney said, folding the memo and tucking it in his breast pocket. “The one I came to poker night to get away from, actually.”

“Mmm, thinks you resemble his mother?”

“Close, but no cigar.”

“I hear those are phallic symbolism, these days.”

“Is that why McIntyre’s always playing with one?”

Hawkeye snorted. “You should see some of the things he does with his tongue.”

Sidney shot him a look, then waved him into the VIP tent when he opened the door. “I suppose you expect me not to read into that remark.”

“I’m hoping you do, actually.”

“Planning a new group activity?”

Hawkeye shrugged, put on his best innocent face, and fluttered his eyelashes. “Only if the boredom becomes unbearable.”

Sidney rolled his eyes, but a smile creased the corners of his mouth. He tapped Hawkeye on the arm with his peaked cap before he put it on, then grabbed the briefcase he hadn’t had the chance to unpack from the desk. “Poker again, next week?”

“Same time, same station.”

“I’ll be sure to read all about it in the papers.”

As Sidney turned to leave, Hawkeye caught his arm. He couldn’t let him leave without… “Good luck,” Hawkeye murmured. He leaned down to press a kiss to the underside of his jaw, nuzzling into the soft flesh for a moment before he pulled away.

He never expected to see Sidney blush, but maybe it would have been nice, on occasion. He could make everyone else in camp blush with a few well-placed words. Sidney Freedman was practically unphasable.

“I’m going to Tokyo, not the front,” Sidney said lightly.

“Yeah, well, you’re going to Tokyo,” Hawkeye said, stuffing his hands in his pockets. “And I’m here, at the front.”

“The front, here? We’re… half a mile away, at least.”

Hawkeye snickered, but he didn’t think it made the mood any lighter.

Sidney cupped his cheek, kissed him just below his eye, and did his best to smile. “Good luck, Hawkeye.”

[2uuno]

LeshyFish (Part one)

an inscryption fic

Leshy had been God of Beasts for a long long time. Since roughly around the time humans crawled on land, maybe a bit earlier. He knew all of the beasts in the Ancient Woods by name, knew the birds who flew overhead and insects that scurried underfoot. He could turn into anything, any sort of beast he wanted. He could kill a man with a snap of his fingers, rip them to shreds in seconds. He was the God of Beasts, and that made him a Beast of his own right.

He wasn’t sure, really, what compelled him to watch this particular fisherman. There were several lakes in the Woods, and a few ponds, and fishermen- bold ones- would come in all the time. Leshy never bothered with them. But this one.

The man was a hulking mountain of a human, with a smooth hairless head and a fleshy, loose face. He sat, hunched, over his rod, beady black eyes stuck on a point across the water. Suddenly, he sniffed, glancing to the side, directly at where Leshy stood on the bank of the lake. And then, to Leshy’s surprise, he lifted a hand in a wave.

The God fought the urge to glance behind him, instead slowly raising a hand of his own. He wasn’t used to people just… casually waving to him. He was an ninefoot tall deer god with moss and branches growing from him.

Oh, now his curiosity was really peaked. He trotted closer, tail swishing around his hooves, leaning forward slightly.

The man’s bucket was… empty. Completely and totally empty, despite the fact the angler had been here for nearly two hours. How bizarre.

“Hello,” Leshy called. The man didn’t turn. “Nice day, isn’t it?”

“It is.”

The man’s voice was impossibly low, rumbling through Leshy’s chest, making him shudder. Odd.

“Do you… come here often?” Leshy asked, knowing he didn’t.

The man chuckled. “I am… how you say… new to this place.”

“Ah,” Leshy nodded. The man still hadn’t looked up. “Where are you from?”

“Far away,” The man said. “Swamplands.”

“Hm,” Leshy said. He felt very out of his element, so he sat gingerly at the edge of the pier, his feet dangling just off the water. Fish immediately began crowding to investigate, eyeing his hooves curiously. He bit back a grin. “Well, welcome to the Ancient Wood.”

The man didn’t respond for a while, leaving Leshy feeling just a little ridiculous, before he hummed. “Thank you.”

They sat in companionable silence for a while longer, until the man suddenly pulled in his line. Leshy craned his neck to see around the man’s monstrous body, watching him pull a large bass off the line, examine it, and then toss it back. Leshy’s jaw dropped.

“Why’d you throw it back?”

The man snorted, shrugging. “I do not need the food. My friend, trapper. Lots of meat there.”

“Then why fish?”

The man started to stare out over the water, his jaw clenching, his eyes narrowing in thought. “Why not?”

Leshy hummed, tilting his head. “You’re… strange.”

The man laughed, hard, glancing briefly at Leshy, but didn’t look startled or bothered by the glowing white eyes or the wood face or the fur. Leshy was starting to think he was blind, although how he was fishing remained a mystery.

“So…” Leshy hummed. “Your friend, the trapper… are they around here too?”

“Yes. Live in cabin. Over hill.” The man jerked his head toward a steep hill not far away. Leshy did know of the cabin he spoke of, a shoddily built thing that looked like it was falling apart. “Live there with other friends.”

“Hm.”

The man chuckled, twitching the line slightly. “You are strange man, are you not?”

“I don’t know what you mean?” Leshy said, somehow nervously. For some reason, he didn’t want to be recognized for what he was. He didn’t want to be revered, didn’t want to be feared by this man. He just wanted to keep talking.

“It okay.”

Leshy exhaled. He wasn’t sure what was wrong with him, why he was so concerned with being seen as… what, a human? He’d never wanted to be human before, why did this man change that?

Suddenly, the man shifted, rising to his feet. “Come. Dinner done- rabbit stew.”

Leshy paused, before rising. The man was impossibly tall, nearly reaching his chin. It made Leshy feel almost small, for once in his life. The man gathered his pole, his bucket, his box of bait, and without a second glance, headed into the woods. Leshy paused, glancing at where he had been sitting, and paused. A small fish hook was imbedded in the wood of the dock, shining in the low light. Leshy knelt, pulling it out, and slipping it in the pouch at his belt.

“Coming?” The man called, his deep voice hardly raising above a rasp, but still carrying across the distance just fine.

“Yes,” Leshy trotted after him, his hooves soundless against the ground. “I’m coming.”

The cabin was full of people, Leshy could see it from the top of the hill. He paused, hesitating. It’s not that he’d never approached humans, but he avoided doing it in this form. He found himself wondering if he could become… less beastly. Humans were animals too, were they not?

And just like that, he was a man.

The fisher didn’t glance at him once while they walked down the hill, and when they reached the cabin and he looked at him properly for the first time, there was no surprise in his eyes. He simply opened the door for him, his fleshy, massive lips twitching into what may have been a smile. If he noticed any difference, he said not a word.

Inside were four people, gathered around a low table, arguing and chatting between themselves. They did not look up as the two entered the room, but one raised a hand in greeting.

“Friends,” The fisher grunted calmly to Leshy. “Safe.”

“Well hello there, stranger,” A man creaked, his voice high and grating. He looked familiar- yes, he was the prospector. Leshy knew his dog, a beautiful hound that lay sleeping under the table. “And who are you?”

“I am Leshy,” Leshy said, grateful his true name was not known. “I am here with…”

“Angeles,” The prospector smiled. “Yaww, I knew he’d make a friend one a’ these days.”

“No,” Another muttered, peering through their dirty goggles. “Angeles with a friend? Couldn’t be.”

“Be nice, Amani,” The prospector said, swatting at him. “Well, we all should introduce ourselves, shouldn’t we? I’m Geoffrey, but my friends call me Clank. This ‘ere is Amani, they’re a mycologist- study mushrooms and the such. Also a fine surgeon, if ye ever need one.”

Amani ducked their head sheepishly, but nodded.

“This is Sela,” Clank gestured at a small wiry figure whose lower face was covered in a scarf. “She shares a body wi’ Hunt, the trapper. They take turns, you know?”

Leshy did not know, but he guessed this must be some sort of human thing, so he nodded.

“And that there is Verona,” Clank gestured to the final figure, a small old woman who was huddled in the corner, gazing at Leshy with knowing eyes. “She don’t talk much, but she knows everythin’ there is to know ‘bout anything.”

“Leshy,” Verona murmured. “Of the woods.”

Leshy paused, before nodding. He knew in that moment that she was something powerful. Not as powerful as him, no, not even close, but far more than a mere human.

“Dinner is ready.” Sela rasped, pulling the pot off the fire.

No one seemed bothered as Leshy took a seat at the table, or as Angeles served him a bowl of stew. He rarely ate cooked meat- preferring his raw, but he dared not complain.

As he ate the over-seasoned food, he glanced around the cabin. A ram’s skull hung on the wall, gazing at him with empty sockets. He shuddered and looked away.

After they were done eating, the people began to disperse. The sun had long since set, and the firelight cast long shadows through the cabin.

“I must be going, now.” Leshy said to Angeles, who looked neither surprised nor disappointed, but merely nodded.

“Will see you,” Angeles said, not as a farewell, but as a promise, clapping his broad hand upon Leshy’s shoulder. “Good bye, Leshy-fish.”

“Goodbye.”

[heyclickadee]

So you know which cryptid is at the top of my personal list for “most delightfully ridiculous cryptid?” The Slide-rock Bolter. It’s a lesser known cryptid that seems to have originated from miner/trapper folklore in 19th century Colorado, and…it’s a land whale.

It hooks onto the peak of a mountain with its tail and when it sees something it wants to eat, it lets go and zooms down the slope, swallowing everything in its path whole.

It is not clear how it gets back up a mountain once it’s done this, but I suspect it can manage.

EDIT: Thankfully, someone in the notes found the source of the image—it should be in Fearsome Creatures of the Lumberwoods here: https://href.li/?http://www.lib.lumberwoods.org/

[tavtiers]

have you done a maid of heart analysis yet? would love to see your take on it :D

The Maid of Heart [symbols: flower, heart]

The Maid class has its basis in the handmaiden or lady-in-waiting. An example would be Joan of Arc.

The Heart aspect’s main theme is instinct. You can find its official description here.

A Maid of Heart is among those who alter the individual's impact. This is the “classpect group” they belong to. Members include: the Sylph, Maid, Bard, and Prince of Heart/Mind. These classes are all opposites or inverses of each other that alter the Heart/Mind dichotomy (the individual's impact). A description of classpect groupings can be found here.

The Maid of Heart actively assists the Heart aspect. Active classes tell themselves what to do and do so for their own benefit. They are more likely to stand up for themselves, but more likely to be cruel. Sylphs and Maids aid their aspect and everything it symbolizes or use it as a form of aid. Simplified, the Maid of Heart is motivated by themselves to assist instinct.

In personality, the Maid of Heart feels like something is holding them back and is invested in self discovery. Personality descriptions can be found here.

Their archetype is the Escapee Free Spirit, defined by freedom and instinct. Archetypes are explained here.

Their opposite is the Sylph of Mind, who passively assists intuition.

Their inverse is the Bard of Mind, who passively destroys intuition.

A classpect or “god tier” is an individual’s best self. All classpects go through a journey from unrealized, to struggle, to realized. When a character is unrealized, they neutrally exist as their inverse. On their struggle, they will wildly flip back and forth between their inverse and true classpect. In their worst moments they will act as their inverse, in their best their true classpect. When realized, they will stabilize as their true classpect. They will still have room to grow, but will become happier, more successful people.

This means that the Maid of Heart begins life motivated by others to destroy intuition. When their struggle arrives and they are at their worst, they will continue this behavior in negative extremes. However, when at their best, they will find purpose in instead assisting instinct for themselves. When realized, they will stabilize and continue to assist the Heart aspect actively, in a positive way.

They share their archetype with the Rogue of Breath, the Free Spirit Escapee.

The Maid of Heart would quest on a planet similar to the Land of Underground [Maid] and Heart [Aspect]. An example would be the Land of Rabbit Holes and Roses. An explanation of planet naming conventions can be found here.

Two possible gods, or denizens, to reign over their planet would be Aphrodite (Goddess of Love) or Yaldabaoth (Trapper of Souls). Other Heart aspect denizens can be found here.

When the Maid of Heart completes their planet quests and dies on their quest bed, they would rise to ascension on the wings of ladybugs (symbols of love). A list of soul animals can be found here.

The characters that I have currently classpected as Maids of Heart are: Snow White from Once Upon a Time, Laurie Jupiter from Watchmen, Maryden Halewell from Dragon Age, Aubrey Little from The Adventure Zone: Amnesty, Lucy Brennan from Twin Peaks, Stephanie Splitz from LazyTown, Alice from Alice in Wonderland, and Pearl Krabs from SpongeBob SquarePants.

If any of the links not connected to my blog break, the content can be found on my Google Drive.

Official Aspect Descriptions Personality Descriptions Aspect Denizens

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Heavy Spoilers for Godzilla X Kong under the image

Birb.

Text reads:

Rodan, the Fire Demon

Height 70 meters, Wingspan 150 meters and Weight 16,000 metric tons.

Okay, so as I said yesterday, I ended up having a pretty good time with Godzilla X Kong. It's very Showa in it's tone, complete with all sorts of goofy stuff. Probably the funniest movie in the Monsterverse so far.

First of all, the pacing's pretty fast and quite a lot happens. Like, we get a lot of Kong stuff, he's pretty much the protagonist and the main plot revolves around him looking for and finding others of his kind, then noticing that they're in a bit of trouble, and well, doing something about it.

The Humans were rather enjoyable this time round. I think over time Legendary's just gotten way better at writing their human characters. New human Trapper is pretty awesome, beimng this Steve Irwinny crazy-awesome guy, and I think Bernie's come out much more likeable. Less of the paranoid conspiracy nut and more of a guy who just really wants to see the Hollow Earth.

I really like how Jia's story ended up coming full circle, with her almost confirming that psychic powers are a thing in Godzilla again. Then she gets to find other members of the Iwi people in Hollow Earth, and kinda becomes like a Mothra priestess? I wonder if they'll be anywhere further she goes in the future, but if not it's a really cool ending for the character.

Suko ended up being a suprisingly engaging character, starting out pretty antagonistic at first, but gradually warming up to Kong as the story continues. His character, particularly his perpetual nervousness, starts making so much more sense when you're shown what his home is like. He ends up being an MVP in the final fight too, which is kinda awesome.

Speaking of which, the introduction of Scar King is absolutely fantastic. Like, everything about the scene with the miners/slaves up to actually seeing the guy himself tells you we're dealing with a proper bastard. And Kong ain't gonna stand for any of that crap.

I didn't care much for Scar King before the movie...Now I kinda wish they didn't kill him off so soon. Dude's very much a love-to-hate kind of character with a neat fighting style, and he probably could have worked as a recurring villain (maybe slinking off back to Hollow Earth to find new ancient evils to awaken and weaponize, which would be an easy way for a few old monsters to be brought back. Gigan and Megalon, perhaps?).

Then for new characters we have Shimo. And while we don't get much of her (especially not when she's allowed to act of her own volition), what we do have is neat. She's definitely gonna be a fan favourite for the Monsterverse Original creatures. It's kinda funny how I think many people were expecting this (literally) cold-hearted villain/lackey, but instead we got a mild-natured woobie.

I really hope Shimo gets to be in a comic or a future movie, she's got a lot of potential now that she's free.

Godzilla is here too, being the angry jerk we all know and love. Honestly though, I feel like the "Godzilla needs to power up" thing is probably gonna end up being more foreshadowing for a future movie, since I dunno if he really needed to power-up to fight a balding orangutan who wields the power of slavery (you could argue Shimo was the real threat, she almost got him in the anti-gravity fight if it wasn't for Mothra).

I wish the whole team up thing lasted a little bit longer, but it was hella fun what we got. Hope this opens up the possibility of Godzilla fighting alongside his allies more often.

Rip Tiamat she did nothing wrong.

Oh yeah, and Mothra. Her involvement in the plot is very short, but sweet, telling Godzilla to cut it out for five minutes then helping out in the first half of the final fight. It's nice to see her again. Now we just need Rodan to make a comeback.

Lastly, the fights in this movie are an absolute delight to watch, especially the hilarious pyramid fight (that's like, peak Showa antics) and both parts of the final fight.

The first half with the zero-gravity is one of the most fun and unique ideas for a kaiju fight, getting even better when the humans get to help out (by first activating the gravity, then Trapper fires a Chekov's Gun with these bird things that produce and electrical field to drive off Scar King's minions).

The second half on the surface is pure catharsis, seeing Scar King finally get his comeuppance thanks to some quick thinking (and a bit of luck) from Kong and Suko, freeing Shimo so she can put her abuser (again quite literally) on ice, ending his reign of terror for good. I really love that trope where an abuser is ultimately finished off by their victims.

Overall, Godzilla X Kong is peak cinema. I love the Monsterverse, and although the wilder tone isn't for everyone, I had a great time, and would recommend. There's a ton of interesting possibities for the future too, with Kong's ....New Empire and all.

[majorbaby]

i love trucoop but i wouldn't say it's integral to my enjoyment of twin peaks so i notice a lot of the dale/harry stuff on rewatch or when it's pointed out to me. a lot of these moments are of dale's monopoly on harry's attention with some breaks where harry is doing his job because the setting necessitates it, rarely because it actually reveals something crucial about his character. the rest of the time you have to imagine the direction being "focus on whatever dale is doing and react to it"

which is what trapper is doing 99% of the time with hawkeye, to wayne rogers' annoyance and my infinite enjoyment 💖 imagine you were put on this earth to obsess over your special little guy and that sucks because there's so much more to you than that but also, you are completely obsessed with your special little guy anyway. you're a surgeon or a cop or whatever but what the writers want the audience to know is how you exist to be at his side.

[toska-writes]

idk if u still take req, but i've been thinking purge trooper cody hunting child padawan reader who living with obi-wan in tattoine. it's like battle with himself rather than the two jedi, like yk trying to resist inhibitor chip. slight codywan will be cute

ignore this if u don't seems interested, thankuu for all u'r hardwork! i love every single of it!!

Purge trooper Cody on the brain! Did I stray a little from the prompt? Maybe-

“Dead of Night”

Could this be a follow up to this old fic (x) maybe but I’m not sure…

Summary: Cody tracked them down, spotted together were the 2 people that haunted his dreams. He was a good soldier, he had to be

Pairing: purge trooper Cody x GN!padawan reader (PLATONIC)

Warning: guilt hurt/comfort (that’s all I could find really but let me know if I missed any)

Word count: 1256 (not proof read at all)

Notes: I swear I posted this a few days ago, sorry for disappearing

This armor wasn’t his.

It sat wrong on his lean frame, heavier than the one before. Cody shook his shoulder out before slipping the dark helmet onto his head.

He missed his sunshine armor from so long ago.

If he thought ever so hard Cody could almost hear the faint laugh of once before while painting the sun burst on his armor.

These thoughts never seemed to stick around.

A blaster still hung at his hip accompanied by the unfamiliar weight of the eltro-shock staff many of the purge troopers use.

Unethical. Cody thought stomping down the halls the to docked ship waiting to take him away. The weight and feeling of said weapon made him sick.

The ship rustled under his feet during take off, so caught up in his thoughts the dread of this mission sank into his bones.

The sun never seemed more dull.

•••

Sand was everywhere. The sun radiated heat over the barren lands where a small house was situated. If you could even call it that.

Watching the twin suns set for the one-millionth time seemed always new and different. The warm colors filled your eyes and cover your skin in a honey color.

A chest plate was clutched in your lap. The names started to fade ever so slightly, but with the many times you’ve read over them the order was engraved in your memory.

As the suns took its last peak over the horizon before finally submitting to the darkness that bled into the cloudless sky, you spoke softly names names that were painted into the backside of the chest plate.

Starting with the familiar signature of your master and the commanders closely under his, ending with Trapper and the small name of Rex’s tucked into the corner.

From the front of the shelter you heard the calls from your master. The urgency in his voice made your blood run cold and to discard the piece of armor off to the side.

“Y/N” Obi-wan said once again as you stoped near his side, a comm was clutched tightly in his hand.

You nodded your head slightly in acknowledgement waiting for him to say something else.

“Comms and intel found an emperial shuttle inbound.” His tone was even and cold as it has been the entire time on this desolate planet.

“Is this worrisome?” The word master almost slipped past your teeth as you fought long and hard to break the habit for safety reasons.

With a sigh Obi-wan answered. “Not necessarily, it looks like it’s going to land near the town the check things out there.” He turned fully to you now placing a gentle hand on your shoulder.

“There’s nothing to worry too much about young one, but the village will be off limits until they leave.”

A weight was slightly lifted off your chest with his somewhat reassuring words. The slight shake in your hands were present while you patted your old masters arm.

This wasn’t easy on either of you. It never will be.

The brisk wind of the night rattled through your bones jolting you awake. It was new that it wasn’t a nightmare this time and for that you were thankful.

The soft shuffle of Obi-wan under a shear blanket was the only other noise you could hear besides your own breaths.

You knew he was a soft sleeper, now more than ever. But something deep within, long since been buried reignited.

A pull of something through the force while you tried to be rid of it never it truly seemed to be gone for long.

In the distance a small flicker of a light danced along the horizon. If it was a flashlight of some sorts it would imply that the holder was running.

The feeling again bubbled in your chest as you took a few steps out on the soft sand. One look over your shoulder showed your master still resting.

You couldn’t turn now. Whatever force god was watching over you wouldn’t allow it. The existence of fate was a touchy subject.

Strong winds continued to try and knock you down while you persisted through to whoever was on their way

Calls of your name was lost to the breeze in the dead of night. Oblivious of the man that followed you continued forward.

You stoped dead in your tracks while the figure approached further. The force surrounding this individual was sweet and familiar, normally lighting up your face with a smile.

Normally.

Something else, more complex and darker seemed to look around the edges but not close enough to deter you.

The man shook slightly from the spot that he watched from. You watched the twitchy movements as a hand flew too his blaster, but never touching it.

Instead another hand slowly reached for the dark helmet that masked him from you.

A ghost stood in front of you. Once you never thought you’d see again. The great maker above was clearly playing a sick twisted joke on you.

His name could barely form on you lips while taking a few steps back from the man you never thought you’d see again. The one that along with his brothers betrayed you.

You felt a shuffle to your side; the words “Drop your weapons’ rang out through the night from your master.

A blaster of his own didn’t shake. Stepping in front of you the sight of the man in front of you made your master take another look as well.

Obeying he threw the blaster that seemed to stick closer to him than any other trooper he started working with, and the foreign weapon that he didn’t want to be associated with anymore.

Dropping his helmet as well Cody fell to one of his knees, a hand came a cradled the side of his head.

Both you and your master were frozen where you stood. The cloudy eyes of yours tore through every defense that Obi-wan tried so hard to put up.

Through the wind the quiet cries blew to your ears. Your Cody was hurting; in more ways than one.

“Master” you almost begged as you both took a step forward.

Obi-wan tried so hard to keep the people in his life safe. Sabine, Anakin, Cody, and now you. Every buzzer in his mind was ringing saying this was a trap. That he should take you and run.

He was at the purge troopers side in a moment. Obi-wan’s strong embraced engulfed Cody and the weight crashed into him.

For months now this was all that he wanted.

Everything to be drowned out.

“Oh my love.” Was whispered slightly into his ear, Cody was quick to wrap his arms protectively around his general. The one that wasn’t going to get away again.

Cody’s cries became louder while another body wrapped around his shaking form. Weapons and enemies forgotten Cody let down all his walls and the floodgates opened.

“My head hurts.” Was the only thing Cody could get past his teeth and oh boy was it true. His own mind seemed to turn against him, to scream at him that he shouldn’t be doing this.

Good soldiers follow orders.

But even better ones protect those who stand besides them.

“We’ve got you now Cody.” Your voice flooded his ears, blocking out the screams of yours that haunted his every moment. “We can help you.”

Masked by the dead of night only tomorrow would they realized that another soldier went AWOL.

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[splendidsneb]

EDIT: Fan of the icons? Wanna to say 'Hey, good job!' And support me? Consider buying a sticker!

Greetings lovelies, I've been busy with another project and it's finally time to share.

As you can see, I've taken it upon myself to redraw my entire DbD Icon Pack.

This was no small task, I had a total of 73 characters to redraw, colour and format to work in game. (and not a whole lot of free time to do so)

I've been working on this icon pack since 2016, and as time has passed, both my skill as an artist, as well as the way I render certain things have changed, so I decided to go ahead and redo the entire project in a more cohesive style, as well as more closely reference official models when making the initial sketches, as quite a few of the old pieces were just me eye balling things and saying "close enough", so while you'll see some characters that look the same over all with minor tweaks to fix mistakes like Meg or Trapper, you'll also see some art that was completely redone for characters that I just wasn't happy with the quality, like Jeff of Doctor.

I even made a point of eye dropping all colours used directly from the previous version of the icons, along with reusing the same textures.

I wanted the icons to feel as close to the originals as I could make them, while still taking into account that the new UI features the icons on a dark background, which caused some visibility issues with the previous version, which were made with (at the time) lighter colour background in mind.

The new versions now have a white outline which keeps the icons from blurring into the background and getting lost.

I'm really happy with how this has turn out, and I hope you like it too!

That being said, while I will only be updating this version going forwards, I'm not going to delete the older version, so if you're a super fan of the previous version and would prefer to keep using them, you absolutely can!

The 'New and Improved' version can be found on NightLight app under "Sketched In Profile.", as well as here as a [Mega] if you'd prefer that.

If you wish to use the previous version of the icons, you can click the Mega and find them located in the folder entitled "!Legacy Icons." They'll be at the front of the list for easy access.

Feel free to take a peak at what they look like in game below!

As always, if you have any questions or concerns about using these, feel free to reach out!