#Trolling Call of Duty Characters

[msilwrites]

Ghost, eats his mask Situation:

Several months ago, you and Ghost broke up after a heated argument. You soon find out that you're pregnant with Ghost's child a month later after your split. However, instead of telling him that you were pregnant with his kid, you moved away and hid that fact from him.One day, Ghost shows up to your apartment after finding out where you live. When you open the door, your eyes widen in surprise as Ghost's eyes trail down to where your hand rests on your pregnant belly.

So I trolled Ghost, over a character chat someone made. And well

HE ATE HIS MASK!!

(P.S. My junior asked me to try this, I'm having a blast trolling them, raise your hand if you wanna see the convo)

[naffeclipse]

Apologies

Druid!Reader x Nymph!Sun, Mountain Troll!Moon, & River Spirit!Eclipse

Commission Info

The darling @bluemoon1331 requested their AU called Connotations with a female Nymph Sun, a nonbinary Mountain Troll Moon, and a male River Spirit Eclipse! I loved diving into this AU and exploring the characters within. Enjoy some mythical creature shenanigans as they fight over and sit awhile with their lovely druid reader.

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The morning is warm. Paired with a dewey brightness that dusts the grass and trails you hike from your home down towards the river, you begin to work up a slight sweat in the brilliance of a new day. A sweetness hangs in the air, speaking to the brightly colored life blooming upon hills and meadows. Pollen carries between insects. Trees hang heavy with boughs adorned in rich velvet leaves. Their shade is a blissful balm to the sheer heat of direct sunlight.

Your robes drape lightly, a casual attire to help keep you cool in the summer sun. A rare day where your duties as the druid of the forest and Notus, the local village, allow you to slip out of your formal attire. This day has been expected for some time now. A time not just to be a druid but to be with those you love.

You���ve kept your sweethearts waiting—much to their impatience, tempers, and understanding.

The shade of trees begin to wane, falling back to their place in the forest as the river wedges into a clearing. Distantly, the great rumblings of a waterfall begin to rise. The path your feet follow is becoming as familiar as the back of your hand.

The river spirit was once mysterious and eremitic. Though many within the ecosystem do not choose to often leave their abodes to mingle with other creatures of the forest and land, such as the fae, sprites, cryptids, and nymphs, they all play an important role in keeping the balance of nature. 

Eclipse is one of them. Rarely does he entertain others, though he has learned a tolerance for your other suitors, mostly due to circumstances and that you are quite unable to shake any one of them. 

Not that you reject their affections. You are simply growing used to the presence of paramours when you were so content with a life of upholding your responsibilities and returning home to your empty bed with an aching, lonely heart. 

Following the river bank with its churning water, you venture towards a great pool gathering at the head of the river. Slick and silver rocks make up the edges of the frothy basin. The liquid darkens in its head-spinning depth with the relentless pounding of the waterfall providing a rich supply of mist. 

Your heated skin longs for the cool kiss of the river’s touch. And perhaps, a caress from the river spirit himself. He did promise you a swim, though that may be a wicked fate in and of itself.

Your heart hopes for mercy from the watery being but it is a faltering thing.

As you stop at the edge of the lapping surface, a towering figure emerges from the water and catches your startled eye. A thunderous splatter akin to the waterfall rolls off of the creature’s body as it crawls onto the rock you stand upon. Dark mud provides a sleek but solid body. A tail with a tuft of moss on the end, not unlike a lion’s, flicks beads of water. A face looms over you. You meet the burning orange eyes upon a strong face. A mane of driftwood and burnt umber algae surrounds the river spirit’s head. Drop after drop continues from his body as a maw of bone white teeth split into a grin with mirth and trickery.

“You kept me waiting,” the creature rumbles with the low drawl of crashing waters. “Teasing vixen, I thought I might perhaps have to pay your cottage a visit to ensure you’d keep your date with me.”

You meet his gaze, unflinching. A light threat that would not do well to the walls of your home. A flood is the last thing you need to endure. Besides, he wouldn’t only do such a thing if you truly kept him waiting.

“I’m not late, Eclipse,” you reach up to begin to slip off your robe. “Be nice.”

The impish gleam in his vivid orange eyes causes you to stop. 

“I have waited long enough, little crow.”

The threat of his tricks brushes against you like the fine mist of the waterfall. Before you can warn the river spirit away, he takes hold of your shoulders, massive hands engulfing you in his grasp. 

“Eclipse—AH!” In one massive plunge, he drags you under, robes and all. The water quickly swirls to engulf you. The crisp and cool sensation quickly calms any fierce hatred you may have, but that does not take away the slight fright of an unexpected dive. 

Bubbles twist mercilessly around you. The fabric of your robes soak and grow heavy, but you may as well be a small stone smoothed by the constant rush of the river in Eclipse’s palm as he swims you underneath the heart of the waterfall and towards the calmer waters tucked behind. 

Lifting you out of the pool, Eclipse bears a mischievous grin. You sputter water and offer him a none-too-pleased glare. Set upon a smooth and slick rock, you sit with a wet and heavy splat as your robes hit the solid fountain. Eclipse taps his claws in a wave along the stone.

Great.

“You’re soaking wet, little crow. Here, allow me to help you.” The river spirit leans closer against you. With ease that betrays his immortal nature, he slips your outer robes off of you and leaves you in your white and soaking wet undergarments—the only articles of clothing that were supposed to get into the water today.

With a deft lob, he throws the clothes outside of the alcove. You watch your robes hit with a heavy, liquidy thunk and sprawl out in the sun. 

“Eclipse,” you give firmly. “Do you know how long it will take for my robes to dry?”

“Long enough for you to stay here, with me,” he simpers. “Come, let us swim.”

You cross your arms. Arching an eyebrow, you look up and down at his eager person. The algae around his head glistens with a shine and his orange eyes burn with want. His touch slips over your thigh while he awaits, almost desperate.

“Little crow,” he hums, “You can’t hold your anger against me. It is me who suffers day after day without you.”

You scoff. “I was with you yesterday afternoon.”

“Yes, and it is a long, dreary time to go without seeing your beautiful face.” His bone-white claw draws along your jawline. He tilts your head up slightly, softly holding your gaze until you feel a rush of heat fill your cheeks.

“You poor thing,” you murmur, ducking your head slightly to hide your foolish blushing. 

Before he can continue to beg you for forgiveness, you tilt away from him, and slipping into the softly rippling pool, sheltered by the curtain of falling water, you begin stroking through the surprising depths. Eclipse darts after you with ease. His side slides alongside yours, his form graceful and undulating. 

He passes you by, circling like a shark eager for a meal, but his grin is pleased. You shake your head and twist to float on your back. Swimming has never been an issue for you, but Eclipse has tutted his tongue in the past and proclaim your form weak and sloppy then proceed to support you in the water to keep you from “drowning.” Though, maybe he just likes to hear your protests. You suspect so, regardless.

Still, when he sweeps past you, your eyes fall to the sleek and dark form of his tail. Maroon red moss democrats the tip. The movement reminds you of a water snake sneaking along the surface. Slowing slightly in your swim, you watch him twist back with a small splash.

“Enjoying the view, sly vixen?” he rumbles low.

You hold your ground, well, water, treading it lightly while holding your chin high.

“I am,” you say. 

Eclipse blinks. You’re not certain if it’s due to your own boldness or because he simply didn’t expect such an answer to his question. 

“Then it would seem it’s my time to do the admiring,” he drawls slow.

You eye him warily. 

He swims back to you in an effortless, breathless speed, and scoops you up. Your arms fall over his shoulder. To your amazement, this grants you a better vantage point of the sleekness of his back and the touch of his burnt umber mane. His paws push through the pool to bring you to a low, stony shelf. There, he sets you upon it. You breathe out softly at the cold and silky sensation of finding cooling down after a hot morning.

Eclipse’s touch slides down to your leg. Your flesh prickles at the graze of his claws, but smoothly, he lifts your foot slightly, and begins studying the shape of your ankles, your feet. His touch draws over the rough but healed burn marks. You stare down, idly wringing your hands together.

“It doesn’t hurt,” you say, “Your hot spring healed me well.”

“I know.” Eclipse flicks his gaze up to you. “You are lucky, druid, that we found you when we did.”

You offer a noncommittal nose. He lowers your foot and bows down to kiss your knee. A fluttering works through your middle at the tenderness, slick with water, caressing your leg. His hand cups your calf and holds you in place until you feel as if you might melt away into the river.

A green tendril streaks into your vision. You lift your head, startled. What you now register as a vine writhes into the alcove, twisting until it has curled around your middle. One sharp yank, and it rips you out of the river spirit’s reach. Eclipse roars, his kiss upon your leg interrupted.

The world becomes a blur of water and stone, then open blue sky and green grass as the vine snaps you towards a standing figure, waiting as gentle as a sapling in spring. You stop your struggle the moment warm and smooth arms wrap around you. The vine releases your middle. The rich scent of wisteria washes over you, and immediately, you wonder how Sunny found you.

She stands tall, taller than she often does—but as tall as she can be when she’s rather fraught with emotion. She tucks you against her chest and hugs your sopping wet person tightly, much to your bewilderment.

“Oh my goodness! Oh, sweetie! I’m so glad you’re alright! I was so worried,” Sunny gushes. You finally tilt your head up to study the beautiful crown of branches around her head. The fronds upon them are not her usual golden color but an intense red hue. Her canary wood like skin is smooth and soft, while her wide eyes, pale as the sky at noon, frantically fall over you.

“Sunny?” you ask, slightly muffled. Gently, you pry yourself off of her, but stay within her reach.

“Sweetheart, I feared the worst! The grass spoke of your robes upon the ground—and they were wet!” Her head shakes slightly in her exclamation. The leaves surrounding her face wave and snap. “I could only assume some wicked, horrid monster must have dragged you under the water!”

You hardly believe for a moment that Sunny was aghast with the thought of your life being in danger. There is no doubt, however, that she is not excited to find you at Eclipse’s river, wet robes discarded to the side. 

The very image makes you flush a deep red. 

Eclipse sweeps out from behind his waterfall and sends a wave crashing against the edge of the pool. His tail snaps furious flicks of water. He bares his teeth, the fangs pale and sharp as shark teeth. The river spirit furiously climbs up the edge of the basin, close to where Sunny holds you. A hot glare from the meadow nymph punctures her early sentiment.

The water behind Eclipse sets to a churn at a far more violent pace. The grass beneath your feet starts to twist and twine, almost wrapping around your ankles as if to root you in place. Sunny’s unsheathed claws hold tight to your shoulders, one sliding slightly behind your neck. Her heated stare does little to help the boiling tension beginning to spill over.

“Give back my druid,” Eclipse snarls, “I had them first.”

The beautiful nymph turns your attention back to you, ignoring the river spirit as she draws out a blossom from her own crowded frond. The flower is bright yellow and sweet smelling. Her fingertips, careful despite the sharp ends, tuck the flower behind your ear. She studies your visage with the air of one finding a horizon most lovely. You heat up inwardly under such an adoring gaze. Her smile rivals that of her namesake.

“Beautiful.” Her eyes betray her as she glances one over your shoulder before she gently strokes the nape of your neck with her claws. A shiver rushes down your spine. “Sweetness, I can’t imagine why you would be spending so much time with him.”

Oh, this again. You sigh deeply before reaching up to lift one of her hands away from your shoulder. You gently cradle her dainty fingers. 

“Sunny, I spent all evening yesterday with you.” Your gentle reminder is punctuated with a growl from behind you. “And you are well aware that I spend time with Eclipse.”

“You spent all evening with her?” Eclipse snaps his tail. A roiling begins as you turn back slightly to look at him and possibly stop this storm before it begins, but it’s already too late. Sunny tightens her grip on you. Water begins to froth and splash harder against the edge of the pool. 

You lift one hand up to pacify him.

“Eclipse, you know—AH—” 

The whip-like snare of his tail takes hold of your ankle, and in one motion, rips you back to the water side. In the same instance, Sunny’s grip becomes a vine holding tight to your wrist.

“Release them!” Eclipse thunders, halfway back into the water, tugging on you viciously with his tail while you scramble for balance.

“Brute, unhand them! You’re going to break them,” Sunny’s musical voice becomes a vicious chord of vengeance. 

“ENOUGH!” you cry out. “LET GO!”

Both forces of nature fall silent. In equal measure, slow but steady, Eclipse’s tail unwinds from your ankle in the same breath that Sunny’s fingers unlatch from your hand. Immediately, you rise to your feet. Wet, flustered, and wholy embarrassed, you serve the nymph and spirit with a searing look. How humiliating to be fought over like children squabbling for a toy.

Do they even care how you feel?

In the beat of silence, Eclipse growls. Sunny answers with a venomous hiss.

“Look at what you’ve done!” Sunny accuses, the grass at her feet growing taller and taller, almost shuddering in her waves of anger.

“You are encroaching on my time with my druid.” Eclipse scrapes his claws against stone. He chuffs.

The snaps and jabs the two throw at each other seems endless; you are beyond done with the entirety of it. You turn wordlessly away and snatch up your wet ball of clothing. As you stomp towards the mountain, blood boiling under your skin, you catch a slight pause in the bickering.

Sunny and Eclipse call your name. You continue onward, furious and trying to stop the slight burn of tears from continuing to smoulder in your eyes.

You offer up your clothing to the dry and cool mountain air.

“Please,”  you whisper. Your voice cracks. “Will you dry my clothes?”

An answering brush of a breeze swirls around you. The wind whispers and tugs on your robes, picking them up into the air before twisting and turning the fabric. A great gust rushes over each thread. You watch in raw, emotional silence until the robes lighten, now dried, and float gently back to your arms with a soft zephyr caressing your arms.

“Thank you,” you breathe.

The wind whispers a question, but you shake your head softly, and promise to chat with the wind another day. You must get to the mountain. 

The path is well worn with your foot tracks. The rising stones of the cliffs and the sloping ground giving way to tilting trees and patchy foliage begins to cool your bubbling heart. 

Sunny and Eclipse have always been at odds with one another. It does not help that Sunny is so quick to temper and jealous to a degree that is scathing. Eclipse, however, is never of any assistance, taunting and incredibly possessive. He doesn’t do well with sharing, but he already agreed to share you with Sunny and Moon. Sunny gave her word to you as well.

The grind of your molars threatens to turn your jaw into powder. It was as if you were only a pretty stone or a lovely new plant, not a person.

Is that all you are? A plaything? A pretty sight to own and grow furious when someone tries to take it away?

You curl your fingers tightly into the dry fabric of your robes. Now your undergarments are semi-dried, you dare to tuck your clothing back properly around you as you near a familiar cave mouth.

You step onto the rock of Moon’s home. As you work your way quietly to the mountain face, you find a familiar and hulking figure crouched over a small patch of dirt and growing greens. 

There they are.

Moon straightens at your silent approach. Their rough stone skin is beautiful in the late morning light, marbled by veins of cobalt blue and sulfur yellow. The colors climb up from their left leg and twist around their torso, ending upon their face. The veins cover the right half of their face in blue. Their gaze is curious, falling over you with the right eye of silver and the left eye of sapphire. Their head lifts, covered in peacock lichen and trailing down to a spider web covered tip not unlike a star.

The mountain troll regards you quietly before returning to their flowers and herbs. The very same that sprouted from the seeds you gifted them some time ago.

“They’re growing beautifully,” you say in a voice that is too small. You clear your throat. 

They flick a heavy glance to you. You cringe inwardly—it’s too late.

To your surprise, Moon dips their head in acknowledgement. Gently, with their large and wicked claws, unearths a weed and tosses it off the edge of the cliff.

“What is wrong, little mountain?” their voice is deep and growling like two stones grinding together. 

You open your mouth but silence fills you to the brim. A thickness crawls into your throat. You choke on it for a moment. Reverting to a quiet sorrow, you simply gaze a while at Moon as they continue to kindly work over their little garden.

Your shoulder prickles with a soft sensation. Glancing down, you find a small jumping spider crawling along your robe sleeve. Jumper. The darling and dark colored creature sits a moment while you try to find your words.

Eventually, you hold out your hand. Jumper climbs into your palm. With great mindfulness, you slip back over to Moon, and give Jumper access to the mountain troll’s hat. 

Moon rises back to their full head and gazes down at you. Jumper clings gently to the starry end of their peacock lichen. They gesture with a large but graceful hand.

“Come in,” they say.

You follow them into the great and deep mouth cave. The whirlwind of emotions within you begins to settle as the thick, gulping darkness of Moon’s home swallows you whole. Just as the last bit of light can no longer stretch within, a soft glow emits from a sizable stone. Moon must have done some magic, for they gently set it aside into a lichen-lined and cozy nook within the cave. Stepping with supernatural grace, Moon lifts Jumper from the end of their hat and places her in a large and beautifully weaved spider web in the corner of their abode. 

Moon turns back to you. They stop along the wall of the cave where a few stone jars are resting, and they dig out a strange but glittering rock. A candy, you think, if the crystallization of sugar is anything.

“Here.” They offer out the crystal.

You try to thank them, but your voice continues to fail. You instead softly suck on the smooth clump of sugar, sparkling and purple like a geode rock. 

Moon settles onto the floor, completely at ease despite the cool dampness and the darkness just at the edges of the glow stone. They invite you closer. You accept, sinking into their lap while you continue to work on the candy until you dislodge the thickness in your throat. 

When you swallow the last of the sweetness down, you soak in Moon’s presence. Their claws tenderly brush through your hair. 

At last, you find the chance to speak. You tell them everything that unfolded this morning.

“Ah,” they rumble deeply. “They should not have treated you as such, but Sunny’s temper is so and Eclipse is very territorial. It is bound to happen.”

“They are so petty,” you grumble. “Do they truly care for me or do they tend to their grievances even more?”

“Do not doubt their affections for you.” Moon gently nudges the top of your head in a small nuzzle. “Their rivalry may get the best of them at times, but they would not have rushed to save you from the unholy priests if they truly had no thought of your well being.”

You sigh deeply into Moon’s chest. Slowly, you glance up to the mountain troll, studying the glint of their gem-stone eyes in the dark.

“Do you feel such things?” you ask quietly.

They shake their head. “I am content with your affections and sharing them.”

You dip your head in relief. That’s one less thing to worry about, but that does not ease the ache in your heart at the events that transpired this morning.

You gently rise up from their embrace so you may better press a kiss to their cheek.

Moon lingers a moment close to you, before whispering, “There are visitors outside of my cave. Would you like to see them?”

Your heart lurches for a moment. Glancing towards the entrance, you, however, take a deep breath. You nod.

Hand in hand, you venture out towards the brilliant light of a noon day sun. Standing before the mouth is a contrite and oddly quiet pair. Sunny and Eclipse. 

You feel Moon slip behind you, their touch on your shoulder in a supportive manner. Eclipse drips wetly while he gazes at you, his expression concerned. Sunny’s beautiful fronds have dampened to a sad shade of brown, and her fingers fidget together.

“We’re sorry,” the pair blurted out together. They glance once at each other, almost in alarm, before returning to you.

“I should not have tried to drag you back into the water,” the river spirit pauses, “that time.”

You arch an eyebrow. Moon growls at him.

Eclipse drags in a breath and bows his head slightly. “I shouldn’t have humiliated you. You are not something to be claimed, but cherished.”

“And I should have not interrupted your morning,” Sunny starts softly, her voice playing somberly. “I shouldn’t have tried to steal you away without even stopping for a moment to ask what you wanted. It was wrong to upset you so.”

You look between the two, the pair ashamed and awaiting your judgement. So quick to give chase to you after such a distressing departure.

A weight loosens from your chest. Warm trickles back into your veins, and you smile.

You gently pat Moon’s hand. They lift their touch away before you stride forward. Sunny titters quietly at your approach, another apology lining her honey hued lips. You push up on your tiptoes to kiss her and silence all fears. Her hands fall to your waist, tenderly clutching you close. Her fronds slip into a soft, peach blossom pink when you break away from her. 

Silently turning to Eclipse, his orange eyes are almost doused with guilt before you close the distance. He takes you before you can reach him, and sweeping you close, he holds you tightly to his chest while you kiss him. His slick mouth greedily accepts your forgiveness, and his smooth touch roams over your robes before releasing you. There’s an undeniable breath of relief to his person when he watches you straighten. 

“Now that it’s settled,” you declare, you survey your sweethearts with a lighter heart. “Let’s go to the hot spring. We can… continue making up there.”

“Excellent,” Eclipse answers, and immediately scoops you up. He holds you tightly, your feet dangling off the ground.

“Yes, we need more time to apologize,” Sunny continues, but she snatches up your hand and presses a kiss to the back of your knuckles even while Eclipse trudges down the mountain. They seem determined to behave, at least for the moment.

You glance back to Moon, who silently brings up the end of the caravan. They tilt their stony head. Their grin is gentle but reassuring. Finding your other free hand, they draw their stone-rough skins gently over your palm and squeeze you once in reassurance.

You might not be able to steal yourself away from their affections any time soon. 

[caligvlasaqvarivm]

How murderous is Karkat and Eridan?

Eridan: "killin is all i evver done practically the ocean wwas my killing cauldron"

Karkat: loves his friends so much that it hurts

They're both really blasé about killing things like imps or game enemies, and neither of them WANT to hurt their friends. Eridan's just more used to it because it was his whole job, and he's a lot better at fighting than Karkat is.

Vriska at one point says to John that her bodycount is probably "many thousands," so we can probably use that as a reference and assume Eridan's in that same bracket, because he and Vriska have a lot of parallels. In fact, I'd go so far as to call Vriska and Eridan a literary device called "parallel characters" - by listening to Vriska tell John about her feelings about her bodycount and of her place in society, we get to learn about how Eridan's feeling, too.

If we set the bar at 3000 (the low end of "many thousands") and Vriska and Eridan are both the equivalent of 13 years old, or a little less than 700 weeks, that meant he and Vriska were averaging out to multiple kills a week (and given they probably didn't start when they were newhatches and 3000 is a low estimate, like... it was probably an insane number like 5-7 kills/week). But never anyone they "cared about," in Vriska's words, until the Team Charge debacle, or Eridan went berserk on Feferi and Sollux (we should also keep in mind that Eridan outright says to Kanaya that he doesn't want to kill people he considers his friends).

But Eridan is significantly less emotionally intelligent than Vriska (a fucking feat), has less of a support system, and has a lot of Duty and Responsibility and Fate of the Species on his shoulders, so he copes a lot worse (again, a fucking feat). For Eridan, it's less about "being murderous," and more about "society demands that I be murderous" + "if I am not murderous, everybody dies" + "when I grow up, murder is my only viable career path".

He's ANXIOUS AS FUCK at his core. Via their parallel character status, we know from Vriska that they're both actually really nervous about growing up and taking their place in a society that demands bloodshed from them. When Eridan obsesses over genocide, it's a byproduct of Literally Being The Guy That Is Preventing Genocide (to the point of not really having other hobbies). We also know that he feels guilt towards his victims (or at least more than Feferi), which we know from Vriska is societally unacceptible. And if it's unacceptible for her to feel bad, then imagine how much less okay it is for the sea dweller.

So I wouldn't necessarily call Eridan murderous - like with most things regarding Eridan, it's more complicated than that - but I would call him "on a hair trigger", "conditioned to reach towards murder as an early solution," and "obsessively/anxiously trying to live up to how murderous society demands he be," all while not at all wanting to kill people he cares about. I think it's really important to note that, even though the higher the blood the more volatile the troll, and despite being unauspiced and unmoirailled, and without relying on sopor, Eridan did not start shooting to kill until Sollux and Feferi escalated the situation.

And before anyone mentions that Feferi's in the same boat, she spends practically the whole time with Sollux, who is foreshadowed to be her moirail.

Like, the tragedy of Eridan's character is that he's lonely and terrified, but does such a good job at putting up an obnoxious front that even a lot of the audience became convinced that he basically sucked and his problems didn't matter. His dumbass plan to go to Jack was a genuine attempt to save Feferi, the person he cared most about.

If you go back and look at that conversation, Eridan's casual casteist threats aren't genuine (see my pinned Eridan essay for details) - and SOLLUX is the one who says "I should have killed you when I had the chance". And Eridan DOESN'T KILL SOLLUX, because this whole time, Eridan has not wanted to kill his friends. It's not until Feferi - the person he cares most about, the one whom he concocted that suicidal mission in order to save - turns on him in agreement that Sollux should've killed him - that makes Eridan finally lose it.

Meanwhile, Karkat just loves his friends. He loves them so fucking much. I think this is pretty well-documented about him? He's got no qualms about murdering game constructs like imps and the black king, but he feels deeply fucking hurt and betrayed by Bec Noir since he bonded with Jack/Spades Slick. I don't think Karkat ever makes a genuine death threat against anybody but past!Eridan, but he and Eridan are heavily foreshadowed to be moirails, and that conversation has a hilarious bit in the middle where Karkat seemingly forgets that he's mad at the guy and just starts telling him he's a dumbass. Later on, he expresses missing his dead friends, including/especially the assholes, in the same segment as the meteor runs into dead Feferi and Eridan, so I think that that was more an angry outburst than a genuine desire to see Eridan dead.

In fact, even though he's basically shown nothing but scorn for Gamzee and Gamzee's religious beliefs and clown-ness, and even after Gamzee murders two people and seems to be trying to murder them all, Karkat can't bring himself to kill or even fight the guy, just shooshpap him down, later ranting that Gamzee was a lovable bullshit clown that he liked a lot, and (one of) his best friend(s).

So they're both in this boat of not wanting to kill their friends, but feeling societally pressured into grandstanding that they're TOTALLY murderous assholes just trust me - but Eridan was in a position where he was forced to do it at the detriment of any other hobbies, or else everybody died, and is also one of the best fighters on the team, if not THE best. Thus, the fact that it's a viable option is not only near the forefront of his mind at all times, but he has the skills to resort to it. I guess technically, that does make him more murderous, but it's also, like... any normal person in his situation would wind up the same way, honestly.

[carmenserenity123456]

Itachi saved Sakura so you should not say that any uchiha would't care, also she is not useless. She saved Sasuke from another dimension during the last fight and he held her. I am not SasuSaku shipper but these two boys cared for her to some extent.

Hi, okay Itachi saved/stopped Sakura but how does it translate to him being interested in her romantically? If there was any other girl like Ino, Tenten, Hinata etc. in the same place as Sakura, Itachi would still stopped them. He did not stop her because it was Sakura, he stopped her because in Naruto world, just like in ours, women are weaker physically than men and the fight that Naruto had in that moment would be dangerous for her. It is not bad to be saved by a man because men and women need each other and it was totally normal what he did. He did it in his own delicate way because it is his personality and manner. Coming back to Uchiha caring for Sakura, why would they care about her in any romantic way if Sakura fits into every bad stereotype about women? She has selfish, shallow personality, she only thinks about her looks and boys and she is weak in every stereotypical way. Uchihas look mostly about talent, skills and personality. Being saved as a woman and even as a ninja woman is not bad because it is men's duty to protect women and children but when we look at Sakura, she is just simply pathetic. She needs protection all the time, she cries all the time, she just goes into fight without any thinking, she does not have any strategy at all. Look at the scene with Madara. She just rushed at him without even thinking, she got stabbed, could not do anything, she had to be saved by Naruto and then she was thinking about her Sasuke-kun not noticing her. Her whole act was selfish and pathetic. An act of a stereotypical woman and do you think that it is not noticed by others especially male characters? It is e.g. Sakura again wanted to rush into fight and Kakashi stopped her and said to her to not go unless she has a plan and of course she has not. Everyone sees how weak and stupid she is.

Even as an adult ninja woman while fighting Shin in Gaiden, she had to be saved again. She just rushes into the fight, she punches without any thinking and then she becomes tired. This is her whole ''strategy'' and behaviour. Some will say ''but Madara noticed her mark'' and so what? It was during a War, of course he would notice something like that. It even more shows that Uchihas look at skills and even if he has seen the mark he has also seen how weak and stupid she is. If he told Tsunade, who is a great example of a great ninja woman, that she is weak then I cannot image what he thought about Sakura. Now about Sakura saving Sasuke from other dimension and he catching her. My question again, so what? Do you think that one act of doing something by her can compensate for everything that she is? Sasuke does not consider this act like absolute help from her. When he caught her it was his small way of saying thank you but then Kishi pulls this troll where Sasuke thanks her jacket for saving him. Sasuke does not even consider her help like 100% from her. In his mind it is 50/50. How romantic.

Sasuke knows what a person Sakura is and later he is harsh towards her all the time especially when she again confessed her selfish love for him. I also want to add something about her appearance because I feel that I will get an anon response for calling Sakura ugly. It is canonical that she is not pretty, sweet or cute girl in Naruto world. Sai told her that she is ugly in her face, Naruto never defended or reacted when someone insulted Sakura's looks and when a child such as Konohamaru tells her that she is not pretty then she is not. Trust me kids are brutally honest. Compare Sakura to women from Uchiha clan, she is just average. I like Sarada but she is not that pretty either and is it a coincidence that we have an average-looking Uchiha woman that is Sakura's daughter? Nothing would even change if Sakura was pretty because Sasuke and Uchihas do not give a second thought about looks when you are pathetic. Lastly, Sakura is giving masculine vibe by loving Sasuke only by his looks. The irony.

[zenosanalytic]

I've been thinking about how to articulate a thought I had about a possible Doylist/non-diegetic reading(EDIT: I originally wrote "Watsonian" here, which is the opposite of what I meant X| X| Brain, you Tricksome Jester *shakes entirely metaphorical fist*) of Eridan's Trollian handle, caligulasAquarium, in response to a post of @mmmmalo's, and I think I've got it.

Ok So: the popular perception of Caligula is as a "Mad Emperor". One of the points used in this depiction is his "War on the Sea", which is taken as obvsl absurd and empty and irrational(and possibly hubristic). Eridan chooses to call himself "caligulasAquarium" and he lives in a wrecked ship(a feature commonly put in aquariums)... on the surface.

So like: maybe the title is meant to be taken by the audience as ironic. Eridan's claim to an "Aquarium" is as absurd and empty and irrational as Caligula's claim to have warred upon the sea(in the common understanding of those events; as a matter of history this seems to be a Telephone distortion, from the sources I can find).

A few more points that have occurred to me since I started writing this:

Caligula "Made War on the Sea"; Eridan wants to "Make War on the Surface" by Killing All Landwellers, carrying forward the themes of inversion btwn Alternia and Earth.

Also: "Kill All Landwellers", "Kill All Humans": he's lampshading common evil-alien-overlord tropes

...Which in itself is sort of dunking on HIM, since Eridan is nobody's overlord he's just some GUY. Like: Yes, he's "Nobility" due to blood-caste, but he has no influence, no power, no RESPECT from anyone we meet, no friendships let alone alliances with other socially powerful individuals(other than Feferi, who seems to have foresworn all that to monastically care for G'lybgolyb) that he could USE to have influence; he's just a loner with his grand-dad's gun and allot of pretension.

...which you could argue furthers his parody of USian internet white-supremacists? Like: He is THEM: a gun-humping loner who only feels comfortable talking to the people he claims to hate, with no idea how unpleasant he makes himself to interact with, and even less interest in introspection or self-awareness, fetishizing past genocides as a way to claim for himself a "Glorious Past" he had nothing to do with.

As Feferi(and possibly other characters I'm forgetting) point out, Eridan's ambition to Kill All Landwellers is more than a little absurd. He's never really DONE anything to plan or prepare for it, and aside from Fef he exclusively hangs out with and befriends Landwellers, as well as LIVING ON LAND(well: a sandbar or reef). This could be taken as furthering the Caligula "War on the Sea" parallel.

Expanding on the last: Caligula, THE EMPEROR OF ROME and Grandest of Nepo-babies, was rather notably disdainful of and hostile towards the Roman nobility and inherited wealth/rank. This connects to Eridan in two ways I can think of: 1) his avoidance of other seadwellers, and 2) his philosophical hostility to landdwellers while Being, in practice, A Landweller. Basically: both Hate things about themselves shared by others.

Reinforcing #3: the choice of Caligula, a Troll-Emperor. Again: Eridan is Just Some Guy; he does not command armies, he does not command society, he can't even command Equius, who GETS OFF ON being ordered around. This is Pretension.

...which, I guess, you could connect AGAIN back to Caligula via the popular memory of him wanting to be treated "As A God", but it should be noted that 1)everyone who wrote anything about him hated the guy and was explicitly dunking on him, so we don't know how accurate these charges are, and 2)in the Roman context, while legal apotheosis was reserved for after death, imperial Divinity was already de facto given that sacrifices and prayers to the Emperor's health and success were legally mandated civic religious duties, AND 3)that classical Greeks and Romans, contra the Abrahimic societies which would later create this popular memory, considered apotheosis a real possibility for notable individuals.

[neiyoko]

I was talking to my good friend about trolls and Call of Duty. Apparently theres a character in it called John Price..... So I drew John Dory as Price....

John Dory Price

[iamnmbr3]

new ask game about Drarry:

3, 4, 9, 14

3. Which one outlives the other, and how they cope

Answered here.

4.What they do on date night

Anything. They really genuinely enjoy being around each other SO MUCH and are endlessly fascinated and entertained by each other even when they're doing the most mundane things. Every day is basically 24 hour date night for them. They were wrapped up in each other when they were on opposite sides of a war. They don't become any less intertwined once they actually get together - quite the opposite in fact. They just have so much fun going through their lives together. They don't even need to do anything special. They don't really go on regular formal dates that much. (Although Draco does drag Harry to Madam Puddifoot's as a joke once and laughs himself silly at Harry's expression)

They have a great sense of fun though. Going out in public as themselves is a bit difficult because they're both so recognizable. A few times they end up going out in disguise just so they can have a quiet evening, but then get so giddy at feeling that they're sneaking around that they end up running off and getting up to ridiculous shenanigans. This is a Chaos!Character/Chaos!Character ship. They absolutely enable each other. And they have so much fun while doing it. They also go into the muggle world a lot when they want some quality time because it's nice to just be anonymous for a little while.

9. Which one swears more

Harry. Canonically there are a lot more instances where he's described swearing. Harry doesn't swear terribly often though either. Only when he's genuinely upset - usually in the context of his Auror duties - or when he gets unexpectedly ambushed and bitten by the slippers Hagrid sent as a Christmas gift.

14. What nicknames they call each other

"Potter" and "Malfoy" of course. Only as a joke though. (Or to troll the media by creating fodder for the 'Has The Infamous Potter-Malfoy Marriage Finally Lost Its Charm?!' Witch Weekly rumor mill).

Send me a ship and a number

[andromeda-moon]

My DC character ai bots

Still in progress and updating

Warning: Anything with a 🔞 is not for minors and can lead to adult content.

Random DC bots:

Dick Grayson:

💤 Your older brother helps with your insomnia 🔞

➹- Getting lost during a road trip with the boys

☆ Training with Nightwing 🔞

“Midnight, you come and pick me up, no headlights”

❤ Roommates to lovers

“Sometimes you call me when you're too drunk" 🔞

♡And I knew you'd come back to me| Comforting Dick

DCeased- “We've become the walking dead” 🔞

"I've Got a Lot of Sins, But You're My Favorite"

Roy Harper:

Rivalry and Jealousy of the new girl

Double Agent Dilemma

□ Quarter Past Midnight

Partners in Crime

Jason Todd:

💔 My boy only breaks his favorite toys

⚔︎- Your brother has to save both of you

"When are we really going to make things final?”

◇ Red Hood's Assistant

°• Breaking down walls 🔞

“You and I walk a fragile line"

"Fuck It, Let's Do It Again" 🔞

Titans:

✘ tropical hell

❥ Domestic life at the Bludhaven Titans Tower

+The Titans are feral gremlins

✘ Bad Blood | Titans and JLA

🔞 Fault Lines | Supernatural Titans Siren!{{user}}

Justice League:

♤ Watchtower duty

♤ Bad Day

Batfamily:

SPN x Batfamily crossover

🎯 The batkids troll the JLA

"Run Away With Me" Damian & Jon

?Is he Okay? Tim Drake

✸ Damian De-aged?

DCeased: Shadows in the Cave

Wally West:

☄ Unhinged mornings, or Wally is an idiot

“If you could see that I'm the one”

Misc:

☄ “These fatal fantasies" 🔞 Conner Kent

“Every girl I ever talked to told me you were bad" Conner Kent

❦ Randomly meeting your soulmate Conner Kent

@The batsiblings have a discord

Hal and Barry DC Vs Vampires| ♱ your best friend is a vampire 🔞

❦ Star crossed lovers | Hal Jordan

Midnight Rain – “You were the one I wanted."| Bart Allen

☄ I dreamed of you | Hal Jordan

Bots with a detailed AU story across many bots

⌛DC: Stuck in time:

⌛Stuck in the Cretaceous | Bruce and Clark

⌛ Stuck in the '40s together

🪄- DC X PJO:

🪄 DCx PJO | Welcome to Campy Nyx

🔞 18+ supernatural stories with Batfamily:

🔞 He's hiding a secret | Incubus!Dick

🔞 Investigating Secrets | Supernatural Mystery | Dick

🔞 Howl | Werewolf Jason!

🔞 Trials of the Gods. | Hal and Barry

✗⚠ - Post Invasion AU:

✗⚠ Getting tired for a Phoenix - Post Invasion AU: Richard Grayson

✗⚠ The Lantern and the Witch- Post Invasion AU: Kyle Rayner

✗⚠ Stolen moments in Twilight- Post Invasion AU: Jonathan Kent

I may take some requests for bots, feel free to send me your ideas but I can't guarantee I will make it. I will only work on DC comics bots right now.

[davekat-sucks]

I have my troll headcanons, and this is gonna be a long one, I’m doing all the Beta trolls. Also note these headcanons assume all characters survive and exist on Earth C.

Aradia Megido is trying to puck back up on the hobbies she abandoned when she became a ghost, and with her luck Earth has a vast archeological expanse of history and paleontology that Alternia destroyed to legitimize the Condesce’s rule, and to erase any mention of organized rebellion against the empire. Of course, history still existed, but is almost exclusively known by highbloods who have the class and age to study writing, own journals to write on, live long enough to document dozens of sweeps of their life history, and have less of a chance to get culled by drones controlling population growth. Reassembling Alternian history on Earth C is like finishing a jigsaw puzzle with the pieces hiding across the empty void of space. Aradia likes to search for fossils, but her interest in the dead and telekinetic connection with ghosts make her a professional paranormal investigator as well, she once snuck into a haunted house being filmed for a ghost hunters TV show, and was caught on camera. Her ripped clothes and ruffled hair from attempting a breaking and entering made her look like an undead troll.

Tavros thinks Pokémon is too simple and amateur for him, when in reality he’s mad he still loses in competitive matches in both card game and online game. He still likes the Pokémon anime! A boy who never grows up going on adventures against an organized crime syndicate trying to steal a powerful ally and nonverbal creature! Not to mention that the Ash character has friends to tag along on their perilous journey! When it comes to fighting with mythical magical monsters and complex bullshit with cards, Tavros has a soft spot for Yu-Gi-Oh, and Seto Kaiba reminds him of a troll that kept on meddling with him… and still does.

Sollux is possibly the best software technician on Earth C. He is an admin for a forum that discusses obscure desktop/master software. He obviously uses Linux and Gnu, and codes .ath viruses as practice for whitehat hackers to disarm. His Earth C hive is entirely themed by bifurcation. His curtains, his furniture, his goddamn toilet are themed by 2 colors. Karkat calls it ugly, Kanaya calls it creative. To cope with his psiionics and his loss of them, Sollux teamed up with Aradia, Karkat, and Feferi to code and design a walkie talkie that can talk to the recently deceased, this was also done so people could stop running specifically to him for predictions of armageddon.

Karkat is trying very hard to accustom himself to human culture, he has watched a lot of human film (mostly American, a few Fench and Soviet films and a bunch of Tokusatsu and Anime slop) to get why humans were like that, and if everyone was like Dave and Rose. He finds human film boring and generic, but continues to watch it anyway, to connect with the human way of life. He also follows John’s Youtube account… to leave hate comments, they don’t even attack John’s appearance or the points John makes about the film, it’s general allusions to how frustrated he gets watching John’s videos.

Nepeta has been banned from New York C’s central park zoo for scaring the bears at their enclosure and intimidating them into smashing the glass. Nepeta was allowed back in 2 years later when she promised she would not harm any animals because “it would be too easy to hunt them.” Nepeta is a professional huntress who is unique in that she doesn’t use firearms, she just catches the animal in her mouth and slices their neck if it’s big game like deer or wild boar. She meets her maximum bag capacity within a day. She is the scourge of human huntsmen and she is known as “the green lioness” to many.

Kanaya was able to pass on the duties of brooding cavern patrol once the first Jadebloods reached maturation after 9 sweeps. On Earth she was introduced to a new series of monsters and beasts after being accustomed to the animated corpses she’d hunt during the Alternian day and rainbow drinkers in her trashy teengrub erotica. Since she was always around Rose, a girlfriend and devout student of zoologically dubious, she became a cryptozoologist and eventually a bigfoot hunter. Her agility, strength, night vision, and rainbow drinker hearing made her perfect for hunting North America C’s most hidden animal. She would mostly stalk the rustling of leaves and moaning from the shadows of the forest to find it’s a human hiker or a bear, until she actually caught Bigfoot in an open Brush 30 miles West of Marquette C, Michigan C. Notably sightings were made days after Kanaya caught the creature, and after a week on news channels, talk shows, radio interviews, getting a nobel prize in biology and ecology, and getting a giant golden trophy called the “first big step” she now is treading westwards for possible other bigfoot sighted from California to Idaho. That is, when she can schedule it, she has a girlfriend she also wants to be there for. Of course, Rose has joined Kanaya on a few bigfoot searches to support her girlfriend.

Terezi IS the law. Professional trollcop and private investigator, she has her own TV show like that of Chris Hansen where she roleplays as different people, ranging from kids that pedophiles prey on to lone wolfs and depressed deadbeats that drug cartels search for to hire as peddlers and soldiers. Terezi’s strongest expertise is hunting down anti-troll hate groups, since she gets to be herself instead of roleplay as a human. She struggles the most catching anti-human troll groups and Neo-Condescites considering she has to fight against her own species, which have an easier time sniffing out if she’s faking her human archetype and some of them are super strong indigobloods.

Vriska haaaaaaaates how boring and fake human roleplaying games are. In FLARP you had real costumes, stat bats, real loot, month long continuous sessions, and dire consequences if you lose. To keep herself not bored she has become a practitioner of the extreme sport of rock climbing, since Vriska hated walking down and up all those stairs just to get to her lusus, and climbing a shear face would be more safe than slipping on those infernal steps! She also wanted one day for her lusus to watch her climb, as spidermom laud down in that pit of webs, too fat and loud to crawl up herself. Spidermom has been dead for sweeps now so Vriska still won. GET F8CKED FUSSYF8NGS!!!!!!!!

Equius was an unfortunate troll who got caught up in strange human subcultures, and that subculture was human hypermasculinity and “alpha” male mentality. He has a Youtube channel, Twitter, and Instagram dedicated to exercising routines, habits, and hobbies that make male trolls, humans, carapacians, and even denizens respected leaders in their community. Equius tried to co-opt My Little Pony as being masculine and sigma despite the protagonists being all colorful horses. Equius believes all of the protagonist ponies (the mane 6 as they’re called in fandom circles) each hold masculine traits that can correlate with the masculine archetypes in alpha men. Think how Twilight Sparkle exemplifies intelligence and planning, AppleJack has strength and stoicism, Rarity appreciates natural beauty and appearence, etc. Also they are horses, and Equius is frustrated that humans took the maned roarbeast (lions) and striped fangbeast (tigers) as the mascot of alpha males. Equius made his own personal gym in his hive because he was banned from all the gyms for excessive sweating and never cleaning up his station. He films fighting tutorials with his combat robots, but they all break in one punch, so Nepeta has to be invited for any successful demonstrations on how to demonstrate Equius’s fighting style and not break in one punch.

Gamzee is in a mental Asylum becaise of the whole murder thing and has only broken off from Lord English’s control for the first time in his life. He expresses himself by rhyming the GREGCLOUROIAN WICKED RHYTHMS for THE FROWNING MASSES to proselytize the NEW COMING OF THE DARKER CARNIVAL. After 5 sweeps in a straitjacket Gamzee was deemed sane and pacified, so he can finally start his real life. He immediately asked Tavros to start dueting some sick bars he wrote in the brig to bring forth the new prophesy of the evanjesters. Tavros agreed without hesitation. “Mike Club” and “Wild T” sell albums as the “UNHINGED PAGLIACCI TROUPE” and have gotten many a negative review as “the worst rappers in all paradox space” but in the end, built up a dedicated fanbase of clownfolk and followers of the true faith.

Eridan doesn’t go out much, if at all. He plays a lot of video games, grand strategy, roleplaying games, a few puzzle games. He feels mixed about First Person Shooters and asks for a good story in an FPS campaign. He sees himself as honorablenand only shoots with a reason, like how he killed lusii to feed G’bolg’lyb and stop the vast glub. He doesn’t want to shoot people because some authority tells him to! Honest! Ask Sollux and he’ll agree Eridan shot in self defense! And Sollux is still alive and happier that he doesn’t hear the boices ofbthe dead doesn’t he?! Maybe Sollux should THANK HIM FOR BEING CONSIDERATE. Sorry what was I talking about? Eridan does not regret a lot of things, but he will still talk about them when you bring them up to insist he does not regret anything, nope, he’s fine. He does hang around with the people, or rather, person he tolerates. Karkat. Everyone else are lowbloods that don’t like him because he’s better than them so they insult him and say he smells bad when that’s the natural smell of the ocean and they don’t understand how important he is, or Feferi who toyed with his emotions and left him for some bipolar mustardblood and avoided him after ALL HE DUD FOR HER AND WAS SO NICE TO HER AND SHE DIDN’T RECIPROCATE THOSE FEELINGS wait what was I talking about? Eridan insists he does not need help. He’s fine. He’s fine fine fine fine fin.

Feferi loves Spongebob Squarepants, it’s a match made in heaven, but she’s not obsessed with it. She still went far enough to paint her recuperacoon blue with the colorful flowers that dotted the oceans of Bikini Bottom. She is an advocate for saving all the coral reefs and has sued many companies with her nonprofit organization and vast personal wealth for spillover of hazardous chemicals into protected waters. Considering how often CrockerCorp gets into these environmentalist lawsuits, Feferi gets under Jane’s nerves. A lot.

Final thoughts. Eridan, Karkat, Nepeta, Vriska, Tavros, and Terezi (sometimes Sollux but he’s busy most of the time) all run a discord for roleplaying and video games. Eridan Karkat and Tavros like to play the Elder Scrolls series, Sollux likes to play the Fallout series, Vriska, Nepeta, and Terezi like both. Sollux tried to get Eridan to play Fallout: New Vegas once, but Eridan got bored after a few hours and thought the morality system was too simple. Between the organized disciplined and stable Caesar’s Legion or the corrupt incompetent bureaucrats of the New California Republic, or the selfish authoritarian Mr. House, or you thrusting the wasteland into chaos as you throw all 3 of the remaining lighthouses of civilization into collapse. Sollux has a let’s play channel but the only uploads on it are Nepeta’s playthrough of Postal 2 she shared on the discord server.

Karkat does a lot of human movie watchparties with his old friends to keep his trollian friends close enough that they don’t kill each other or wander off on this new weird alien world, and to his surprise they like some of the human films even though they are bottom of the barrel compared to peak alternian film. Each of the trolls favorite films are:

Aradia: Carrie (1976)

Tavros: Pokémon the First Movie (2000)

Sollux: The Matrix (1999)

Karkat: Con Air (1996)

Nepeta: The Lion King (1994)

Kanaya Maryam: Harry and the Hendersons (1987)

Terezi: Trolls (2016)

Vriska: Pirates of the Caribbean (2005)

Equius: Spirit (2003) and Fight Club (1999)

Gamzee: Killer Klowns from Outer Space (1988)

Eridan: Waterloo (1970)

Feferi: Atlantis the Lost Empire (2001)

Final fact: since films from the beta kids library still had a chronological year, the release year of films gets confusing, so to make up for it, films on Earth C are released on a separate calendar, the year on the Earth C Planetary Film Board is equal to current year (number of years after the original kids touched down on Earth C) plus 2009. Old Alternian films are hard to chronologically measure since they were made billions of years before April 2009.

This is a long one!

These are all amazing!

[ksiondzkanexkiii]

LIST OF WORKS

Part of the story is on the wattpad (I originally put it there but I open to new pages), I put a link to every page where you can find the story. Choose where you like to read best No which history is not inserted yet on other pages such as Noebook or Tumblr

ONE-SHOT

OPEN/CLOSE

You can place orders for One-shot, I'll take anything. I'll write when I have time. Orders can be written on my profile or in pv messages (on any platform) If I didn't notice your message please don't be mad at me! I may have missed your message, or it was spammed.

List of characters on one-shot at the bottom

HISTORY IN PROGESS

GOD OF WAR

Heimdall x OC

,,Until Odin Separates us"

WATTPAD

NEOBOOK

One-shot coming soon

CALL OF DUTY

Captain John Price x oc

,,Maybe you're not a bad person"

TUMBLR VERSION

WATTPAD

NEOBOOK

John ,,Soap" MacTavish x oc

,,A piece of child"

WATTPAD

One-shot coming soon

TROLL HUNTERS TALES OF ARCADIA

ANGOR ROT

,,I will never leave you again"

TUMBLR

WATTPAD

NEOBOOK

One-shot coming soon

Plan for the next fanfics

☁️The Witcher universe (Game)

Vernone Roche, Iorweth, Eskel, Ge'els, Avallach, Eredin, Vesemir

☁️ Call of Duty universe

Alex Keller, Rudolfo Parra

☁️ Tales of Arcadia

Vendel, Angor Rot,

ONE SHOT

In the order put for whom is the one-shot (which character from the game/series/movie) briefly described what is to be included in the one-shot

You can ask for anything. I'll do my best to fulfill your requests.

ONE SHOT ORDERS FOR:

Heimdall - God of war Ragnarok Captain John Price - Call of duty Johnny "Soap" MacTavish - Call of duty

Avallach - The Witcher

Eskel - The Witcher

Vernon Roche - The Witcher

Eredin - Witcher

Ge'els - Witcher

Angor Rot - Troll Hunters Tales Of Arcadia

Gunmar - Troll Hunters Tales Of Arcadia

Bular butcher - Tales of Arcadia

Iorweth - Witcher

Alex Keller - Call of duty

Rudolfo Parra - Call of duty

Vendel - Troll Hunters Tales Of Arcadia

Vesemir - Witcher

Negan Smith - The walking dead

Captain Robert ,,Bobby" Nash - 911

Captain Owen Strand - 911 TEKSAS

Philip Graves - Call of duty

Doctor Greg House - Dr. House

Tim Bradford - The Rookie

John Nolan - The Rookie

David ,,Deacon" Kay - S.W.A.T

I will not write one-shot/stories about actors, I do not feel comfortable with it, I prefer to describe fictional characters who play/voice. Give me time to write one-shot/stories, I'm human and I get busy because I have school and other private things…

WILL NOT WRITE

Age differences (Too much age difference above <7 is no longer an option) Stories with Actors (Fictional Characters Only)

About me:

I come from Poland so English is not my first language, sorry for typos or incorrect grammatically sentences. I'm trying my best but I'm a man I've made mistakes

A head of great imagination and infinite. Keeping you in suspense and leading the reader into the good clouds of carefree life I have been writing since I was 10 years old, only now I gather my courage and insert my works Who knows? Maybe someday I will release my book on paper.

If you have questions find me here

Found me on instagram _kane_kii_ Tumblr: @ksiondzkanexkiii Neobook: https://neobook.org/ksiondzkanexkii/

or ask a question here (as you prefer)

[kookaburra1701]

WIP Wednesday - Aristeia

I've been tagged a bunch in past weeks, but had nothing to share, but now I do! So it is me who will be tagging this WIP (nearly) Wednesday! @throughtrialbyfire @saltymaplesyrup @dirty-bosmer @tallmatcha @gilgamish

Fandom: The Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim Rating: T (blood and violence) Category: gen Genre(s): Adventure, Homer retelling Main characters: Borgakh the Steel Heart, the Orcs of Mor Khazgur

Summary: Borgakh is a dutiful daughter of Mor Khazgur, an orc stronghold in a remote corner of the Reach that has existed since the Merethic era. Expected to someday become the shield-wife of a distant chieftain, Borgakh tries to uphold the Code of Malacath as best she can. But when her father, the chief of their stronghold, goes missing while on a quest for vengeance, the suitors that show up to vie for his place cause no end of trouble and threaten the strength of Mor Khazgur. Borgakh soon finds herself traveling far from home across the Druadach Mountains to find her father.

The fic so far is here on AO3.

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Sharamph stood, head thrown back, face to the sky, as if she was going to try to embrace the very stars that were now twinkling overhead. The wind was still, there were none of the usual sounds of the Reach: a distant sabre-cat scream, or call of an owl. The world was holding its breath.

“Great Malacath, hear your children!” Sharamph’s voice boomed out through the small valley, echoing off the rock walls that flanked Mor Khazgur.

She turned to face the altar, and reached into the satchel she carried at her waist.

“Great Malacath, we beseech you!”

Borgakh’s flesh prickled and a cold finger of dread traced down her spine as Sharamph lifted the object she had withdrawn: the briarheart.

“Great Malacath, God of Curses, our blood boils in rage!”

Sharamph placed the briarheart in the bowl of troll fat.

“Great Malacath, we call for relief, for counsel!”

She touched the torch to the bowl of troll fat. It spat and spluttered for a few seconds, then caught. When the flames licked above the rim of the bowl, Sharamph tossed in the lavender. The sweet perfume of the flowers was overwhelmed by the bitter, acrid smell of the burning troll fat and briarheart, and the smell made Borgakh’s eyes water; she blinked furiously, and tried not to sneeze.

The silence stretched longer, the only sounds the hissing of the flames on the altar. A few of the assembled men shifted nervously. Olur’s grip on her hand was crushing, but Borgakh matched it, pressing into his side.

She saw Ansug start to open his mouth, a mocking sneer twisting his features.

Every torch, every campfire, and even the flame on the altar snuffed out at once, plunging the valley into darkness.

[sonicstalker123]

I imagine some genshin characters saying…

Childe/Tartaglia:

“Lmao what a mood”

(If he had a partner without a vision) “Visionless behavior” (to troll)

“Lol no vision??” (To troll)

“Haha, relatable”/“can’t relate”

“That’s my beloved comrade”

(If somebody saw his partner get hurt/saw that his partner was hurt) “Oh boy is it on sight.”

“This person here is a massive bitch”

*surprised pikachu face*

“This snow is beautiful and sparkly, it’s a shame that my Fatui duties are making me change its color to crimson.”

Itto

“It’s all good here, compadre”

“You good?”

“It’s all good ‘round here.”

“Dude did you see what I did with those Lavender Melons, it was kickass, I kicked them for the lols and they went flying like 60 feet”

“That’s my partner, they’re so badass”

“Yeah no Kuki had to get me out of this tricky situation last week involving Heizou”

“Dude, I’m so proud of you for doing that thing you were afraid of doing!”

“Eat shit, Raiden Shogun!”

“Bro did that really just happen??”

“Lol/lmao, how did you trip over that rock?”

*surprised pikachu face*

“Duuude, look at this crab!”

“Nightmares are just horror movies that your mind makes up as you sleep.”

“Dammit, here comes the fun police.” (Referring to Kuki, Heizou or Sara)

Scaramouche

“Don’t do that again you idiot” (he says “idiot” in his own weird loving way)

“Yes, dear, you’re my idiot and nobody else’s.”

“Oh my partner? What about them. You got something to say about them??”

“What a nuisance.”

“Yes, this is the first time that somebody has acknowledged who I am, these feelings are new to me.” (“These feelings” can be seen in a friend way or romantic)

“Yes, the Fatui can eat sand for all I care.”

“Darling.”

“Watching this snow fall in Dragonspine is rather peaceful.”

“Rain is just water, it can’t hurt anything 😒”

Adeptus Xiao

“Yes, dear, you called?”

“Darling, our pet cat is okay, she’s right here.”

“Our cat is so cute.”

“Your friendship/romantic relationship with me is something I’ll cherish forever.”

“Why are you friends with me? I’m a Conqueror of Demons, I may hurt you.”

“All I’ve wanted in my days is somebody who I can be close to, regardless if it’s friendship or a partner.”

“Allow me to accompany you… please?”

“I will be gone for a while because of my adepti duties, I’ll miss you. Please wait for me. Say my name if you need me for anything.”

Gaming

“Hi, sugar pea! Wanna go get some dim sum together? 😁”

“Dude, that dude over there needs to chill out and like drink some tea for real”

“I can’t believe it’s supposed to rain this bad, this wasn’t supposed to happen!”

“I’m about to go training for my Wushou Performance next week, wanna go?”

“Wanna go to the pride parade next week?? It’ll be my first pride parade I’m going to and it’d be fun to go with somebody!” (I hc him as bi)

“Wow, it’s really hot out today! Make sure you have water so you aren’t dehydrated! I care about you, ya know?”

“Wait, huh? What do you mean they can’t come with me?! They’re my partner and I want them to be with me, regardless if it’s training or not!!”

“Morning, sugar pea! Did you sleep well? Have good dreams?? 😁”

[fabseg-creator]

Tinky Winkynos VS Everyone Season Two (part 2)

This is the part 2 of the Season Two of the conquests of Tinky Winkynos.

The maximum number of links was reached on the part 1. So I created a part 2.

The action: Tinky Winkynos invades the targeted suggested franchise. You must vote for the side of your choice.

The rule: You can help him conquer or you can stand against him by voting.

The result at the end of the poll will decide the fate of the universe(s) issue of his conquest(s). If The Mad Teletubby wins with more 50% of votes, he succeeds his conquest. If the franchise (TV show, video game, movie, novel, etc) wins 50%, the invasion is repelled.

If you have a franchise to purpose as challenge, say it by message or commentary.

List of conquests:

Vs Despicable Me/Minions REPELLED

Vs Lucky Luke REPELLED

Vs Scooby-Doo! REPELLED

Vs The Amazing Digital Circus REPELLED

Vs The Fairly OddParents REPELLED

Vs Cars REPELLED

Vs Troll Hunters REPELLED

Vs Zootopia REPELLED

Vs Murder Drones REPELLED

Vs Roblox CONQUERED

Vs Mulan REPELLED

Vs Asterix REPELLED

Vs The Adventures of Tintin REPELLED

Vs Masha and the Bear REPELLED

Vs My Adventures with Superman REPELLED

Vs Happy Tree Friends REPELLED

Vs Powerpuff Girls REPELLED

Vs Peppa Pig TIE

Vs LoliRock REPELLED

Vs Jimmy Neutron REPELLED

Vs The Amazing World of Gumball REPELLED

Vs American Dad REPELLED

Vs Borderlands REPELLED

Vs Helldivers REPELLED

Vs Call of Duty REPELLED

Vs The Elder Scrolls REPELLED

Vs Men In Black REPELLED

Vs Invincible REPELLED

Vs Megamind REPELLED

Vs Mars Attacks! REPELLED

Vs Ben 10 REPELLED

Vs Duke Nukem REPELLED

Vs Attack On Titan REPELLED

Vs Animal Crossing REPELLED

Vs Friends REPELLED

Vs Lego Friends REPELLED

Vs Caillou CONQUERED -> (Vs Caillounos REPELLED [TIE])

Vs Cyberpunk REPELLED

Vs Doki Doki Litterature Club REPELLED

Vs Trolls REPELLED

Vs Vocaloid REPELLED

Vs Clash of Clans REPELLED

Vs Godzilla & King Kong REPELLED IN BOTH CASES

Vs Gacha Life REPELLED

Vs Good Omens REPELLED

Vs Supernatural REPELLED

Vs Madagascar (movie series) REPELLED

Vs Assassin's Creed REPELLED

Vs Devil May Cry REPELLED

Vs Mashle REPELLED

Vs Indiana Jones REPELLED

Vs Street Fighter REPELLED

Vs The Last of Us REPELLED

Vs Hotel Transylvania REPELLED

Vs Sword Art Online REPELLED

Vs The Matrix REPELLED

Vs Cardcaptor Sakura REPELLED

Vs Initial D REPELLED

Vs Beetlejuice REPELLED

Vs Twilight REPELLED

Vs Dune REPELLED

Vs Hunger Games REPELLED

Vs The Legend of Vox Machina REPELLED

Vs Games of Thrones REPELLED

Vs Deadpool & Wolverine REPELLED

Vs Rusty the Guardian Teletubby [Finale] ARRESTED

Part 1 here:

Season One:

[caligvlasaqvarivm]

Wanted to ask, is Eridan's relationship with his dad ok? Like when Eridan was learning how to use his harpoon gun he seemed very much distressed and not enjoying any of it

The only real canon characterization we have of seahorsedad is that the version of him that's Cronus's lusus is "stern, fatherly" and that he ditches Cronus for Hussie, although that last one is mostly just a Bit so I don't really count it as characterization. He's also willing to go along with Eridan "doing something ridiculous," though, again, that's kind of a Bit and it's unclear how canon that is.

((cw for abuse and stuff beneath the readmore))

As such, pretty much anything I say is going to be pure extrapolation that serves my characterization of Eridan, and I can't really back it up with hard textual evidence. But, personally, I think Eridan believes his relationship with his lusus is "good" in the way that many children growing up beneath strict, emotionally neglectful, and even outright abusive parents do.

We know that Eridan has very few friends. He doesn't even really talk to half the people in their group chat, and according to Feferi, he's never spent more than a few days underwater, total, in his whole life. Add onto that that lusus murder (and, by extension, the culling of the orphaned troll) has been his duty long enough that he describes it is "the only thing i evver did," I think it's a reasonable assumption to make that he also has no IRL friends, aside from Feferi.

And to give an idea of how old Eridan was when he started having to murder lusii, here's how old Vriska was when she was expected to start feeding spidermom:

This, and the fact that Dualscar was called "Orphaner" because the job of feeding Gl'bgolyb was his even into adulthood (as he lived before the Summoner's rebellion and the removal of adult trolls from Alternia), and the fact that no one, including Feferi, ever shows any gratitude towards Eridan for performing the job, supports the idea that feeding Gl'bgolyb has always been a violet blood's responsibility. After all, Feferi makes overtures about not being better than other trolls, but she sure does revel in being royalty when she can get away with it. It'd be in character for her to not be particularly grateful to Eridan because she sees lusus murder as fundamentally being his responsibility, especially if he started when they were both REALLY young.

In other words, Eridan was expected to start murdering lusii (and by extension, other trolls) from the moment he was old enough to do so, which, judging by how old Vriska was when she started killing trolls for Spidermom, is not very old at all.

Also, given the lifespan of violet bloods, it's entirely possible - and my personal belief - that Seahorsedad was Dualscar's lusus as well as Eridan's. Even without that being the case, since it was always Eridan's job to hunt and kill lusii, the biggest possible culprit for inducting him into his role would be his lusus.

And let's be clear, I think the fact that having to murder lusii/trolls is the biggest culprit for what's fucked Eridan up the most. The pressure of having the safety of the entire race on his shoulders, the fear of Gl'bgolyb and what happens if he ever fails, and the guilt of taking lives (which we do know Eridan thinks about) have left him with genuine struggles caring about other people, a nasty martyr complex (which isn't unjustified), extremely unstable and negative emotions, shattered interpersonal relationships, and a deep, nihilistic sense of resignation towards his place in society. The latter has directly led to him attempting to embrace that place by tricking himself into thinking he believes in hemocasteist, sea dweller supremacy rhetoric - which his actions contradict - because, without the game's intervention, he had no other options available for him but to become a key figure in the imperial army, continue murdering other sapient creatures until he died, and watch all his few friends die before him, either when they got culled, killed on the battlefield, or purely dropped dead of old age.

And, like... a parent who does that to their child, even if we assume the absolute best (that Seahorsedad does genuinely care about Eridan), can't possibly have a fully healthy relationship with said child. And I think it's not unreasonable to assume that the best is not what's happening between Eridan and Seahorsedad, because Eridan's psychological profile is so fucked up that I highly doubt he was receiving much, if any, actual affection or support from his lusus. Personally, I think his lusus was "stern and fatherly" in the worst possible way - high expectations, no emotional warmth, and complete disregard for Eridan's psychological well-being, as long as he was producing adequate results.

Because Eridan craves attention, and has very little distinction between good and bad attention. He's naive and trusting to a fault, hardly ever suspects anybody of lying to him, and has basically no social skills. These all say to me that Seahorsedad is just, like... not giving him any emotional attention at ALL.

And poor Eridan is just 13 years old - still too young to fully realize how poorly he's being treated by people who are supposed to care about him. Like, yeah, he's completely obnoxious and exhausting to talk to, and you can't really blame Feferi or Kanaya for being sick of listening to him, but at the same time, some of the shit they do to him as a result is honestly just mean. Like Kanaya is just actually bullying him- training him up to be a wizard as a joke, shitting on him behind his back with Rose, making fun of him to his face - and yet:

He's just that fucking desperate for people to care about him and support him; I can't help but think he's just not getting that at home, you know?

So I think if you asked Eridan, he'd say that his relationship with his lusus was good, and that his lusus was proud and noble and stoic, and absolutely a great custodian, and there were no problems at all.

But I think if you were to dig deeper into their relationship, you'd start to hear worrying things like that Eridan never got to celebrate Twelfth Perigrees, and was instead dragged out to go lusus hunting because it was particularly easy to do so on that day. Or that his lusus had to pull the trigger FOR him the first time they ever went hunting, because his own hands were shaking too hard. Or that he'd be locked out of the hive every time he cried, until he stopped crying altogether. Or that he thinks he's never been sick a day in his life because he was never allowed to have an off day and not go hunting and now he's just used to ignoring any and all symptoms. So on and so forth.

He reacts EXTREMELY POORLY to Feferi saying she feels like she needed to look after him - more poorly than to the initial news that she was trying to break up with him:

And I think that's because weakness was punished in his household growing up. He wasn't allowed to be weak - he was nobility, royalty. He had duties, responsibilities. If he faltered, their whole race died. And when you consider the fact that "you have to kill things for the good of everyone you care about, all the time, constantly," is the abject lesson that's been hammered into him since he was old enough to walk and talk, the fact that he's so incredibly fucking adamant about murdering angels starts to be a little... sad. He's just stuck in that mindset. He doesn't know how to escape it.

So... yeah. In summary: his relationship with his dad is great!

[here-to-read-and-write]

call of duty modern warfare 2

summary: Ghost is toxic and the only person who is affected is his partner, your sibling, so what will you do, (y/n)?

Don't read it if it will trigger you!

Warnings: Dark and toxic Ghost, gn! reader. Mention of mental abuse, toxic relationship, (y/n) is mad. Military reader. The reader had gn!sibling. Everything is pure imagination, and I never served in the military so I really don't know how it works.

I don't own Call of duty's characters or the Gif bellow!

Should I make a part 2????

Dark! Ghost x gn!reader

A few months, before the call of duty modern warfare 2 begun, which you be soon called to help in.

You were sitting waiting for your sibling, in the cafeteria of the base. Your sibling was dating none other than Ghost, Lieutenant Simon "Ghost" Riley himself.

The man was toxic . A walking red flag, that just don't seem to get the meaning of cherishing your partner, he was worse than a yandere. You didn't blame him at first, you knew his story or half of it, you sister do to, maybe that's why she let him do whatever he wanted.

You knew he had trauma because of his heartless father and adding to the mission where he was almost brain washed, you could understand where he was comming from. The man was left with severe trauma, so you never took any of his heartless action toward you to heart, you always tried to get along with him for your sibling's sake.

Now you can't find any excuses to his actions, this man needed therapy as soon as possible.

It was pretty much over two years since the both start dating, you were jealous of you sibling for pulling the man , you a crush on, since your eyes landed on him, but after sometime you got over it. You will never choose a silly little crush over your family.

They deserve to be happy, after all the shit you two had been throught in real life.

Truth , you (your sibling and you ) weren't fictional characters, you both were suck in the game, while you were playing three years ago. You did find a way to go back later on, yet you never use it.

It was a lot to take in, been in a new world where you can die at any moment given, but with your sibling by your side it was easier and more bearable.

Going back to your sibling, you remarked a few thing after five month of them dating. The first one been , how tired they had become, mentally and physicly, always sleeping when she spend some of the weekend with you at your house. It was starting to affect her missions, her Captain who happened to be Price, was obligated to send her away few times.

You knew he remarked the changes but never adressed it, he had a soft spot for Ghost, making him turn a blind eyes at whatever this man do.

The second thing you remarked was the fact that they always put his need above their own, it was starting to get a troll on them.

Sometimes you can see them flich when he touch them, the fear in their eyes was unmistakable, you wanted to confront him but you were weak at that time, and you didn't have a position yet. You were a newbie, and the man could crash you with just his bare hand, so just like Captain Price you turn a blind eye, just this time. Which build a guilt that start eating you from the inside.

One night, as you were about to go on a mission with 141 team for the first time, you had catch Ghost criticizing them, with harsh words. You almost punshed him, but instead you recorded him, which you discovered to be a great idea in the future.

You wanted to push him away from them, and for that you will need evidence, Ghost was a respected man, but you were a powerful person now. You had the system by your side, meaning nothing could stand in your way, not even General Shepherd.

_Hey.

You turn to see your sibling, and you eyes almost popped out of your skull.

They looked too thin to be healthy, the color was drained off their face, as if a vampire just came and suck the blood out of their body. There was dark circles all around their eyes, and you could only guess that it was the result of sleep, or the lack of it in this case.

Her head was held down, an action out of their character. This wasn't you dear baby that used to held their head high no matter how hard the situation was.

They were almost unrecognizable.

What have you done? You found yourself thinking.

You could feel your blood boil, and without a second guess you took your phone called Laswell and asked for three month rest. For you and your sibling , and she given you, without asking why, but you felt as if she already knew.

Your sibling watched you with eyes widen in fear, they tried to talk to you out of it, as they start shacking like a leaf, but you had made you mind.

Caring them, bridal style, which wasn't hard, since they were as light as a feather, making you frown.

when was the last time she ate? You thought, walking to their room, that they practically shared with Ghost.

You helped them pack their clothes, actually... It was more, you throwing the clothes in the bag, as they tried to stop but the poor was too weak to even lift the cup on their own.

Throwing them over your shoulder, you took their bags and walked to the car before leaving for the next three months, and no one dared to ask, you were looking too much scary.

You knew you can't go to your old house, and it would be the first place Ghost will go chack after comming back from the mission andd fiding out you took his darling. So a hotel will be good until you find another house away from all of them. It would have enough sucurity to stop an army, and you were ready to pay the price, no matter how expensive, it would be, which wouldn't be hard, seeing as you had become rich, after your threatned the system about you telling the whole Call of duty's npc about how they were fake.

You money will never run out, as long as the system was here, you ruled the place.

Glacing at you sister in the back, you eyes soften as you saw her fast a sleep, but soon your jaw clenched, your hand gripped hard around the wheel almost breaking it, and your eyes had turn red from rage, after you remarke the purple bruises on her hand, . You almost run into a deer, as your fought your mind to not turn and hit the shit of that man.

Ghost would pay for this and you will make sure of it,you didn't care if he was a programmed npc, this was like a real world, you can called a parallel universe ,meaning everything that was happening was kind of real. So no more excuses, the man either be punished properly or died.

[ericmicael]

FROZEN 3 - ANALYSIS PART 1: THE 18 QUESTIONS

"Frozen 3" has been officially announced with the standard logo and concept art, but not only that and perhaps the most important part: questions. I don't believe these are questions that fans have asked because not having "what is Elsa doing now in the Enchanted Forest?" would be one of the first instead of again asking about the origin of her powers. If it was the fans who asked the 18 questions I wonder which fan asked number 14 lol

1 - Who gave Elsa her powers?

Hadn't it already been made clear that it was Ahtohallan because Iduna saved Agnarr when they were children? It smells like a retcon or "that's what Elsa interpreted and in reality the situation is different".

2 - Why doesn't Anna have powers?

Because it would be the non-magical side of the equation. But it does indeed need clearer words about it. So unlike the first one, I don't consider it such a useless question, although I don't want it to become an issue.

3 - Was there a 5th Spirit before?

The first question that excites me. There is a whole doubt about the nature of the previous Fifth Spirit with theories that it died during the attack on the Enchanted Forest or that it was not in fact a person but just something magical, so there is technically no previous Fifth Spirit. In short, there are many doubts. If it is in fact another person, perhaps in my theory that people who receive the powers of the Fifth Spirit are from a specific bloodline, the former one could have been Iduna's mother, who was the firstborn and who had not awakened her powers before she died? Unlikely since Iduna's mother died long before the attack on the Enchanted Forest, but this is a subject that interests me a lot.

4 - What kind of Queen will Anna be?

A queen who uses a sword and has no magic, period. Seriously, after seeing perhaps more comics of Anna acting as a Queen than Elsa (Queen duties is what I mean) I'm curious how the screen adaptation will be.

5 - Will Kristoff be a King?

There are doubts as to whether Kristoff would be a prince consort or a king if he marries Anna. Since I don't care and I don't think Disney cares about technicalities of nobility, I don't think it matters much… We'll talk more about it in item 7.

6 - Do they (Anna and Kristoff) want kids?

Babies? Not now, please. It's obvious that they'll want to have children, maybe it's a recurring topic considering they'll already be married. Let's leave the pregnancy for F4 at the earliest, but there's nothing against discussing it.

7 - Where are Kristoff's parents?

Kristoff the Lost Prince is coming, which would justify the discussion of the 5th. From what little I know, Kristoff, as a commoner, would become a prince consort when he marries Anna, but if he has noble blood he would be king… Two movies without ever touching on the subject and then out of nowhere they talk about it in the 3rd movie? I am very much against the idea. Kristoff is just another Disney orphan and that's it, he was raised by the Trolls and that's the end of the discussion, but let's see, although it is the subject that I think could ruin Kristoff if there is in fact an important answer that turns the character into a prince or something like that. Kristoff's parents died in an accident when he was young, he will remember this when he talks to the Trolls while getting ready for the wedding and then hugs Pabbie calling him father and goodbye discussion. May this matter be resolved like this.

8 - Who did Kristoff meet Sven?

Is there already an answer to this in a book? I think so, but let's save it for #9.

9 - How can Sven be so old and still so virile?

Sven's old age. Will Disney really have the courage to give a "Marley & Me" plot to Frozen or will Sven end up not having any age effects and will there be a joke saying it's because he eats carrots? I wouldn't be surprised by the second option considering we're talking about Disney, but I really want the first one and going back to the previous topic it could very well be told here how they meet while Kristoff fears losing his friend… Give me drama, Disney.

10 - Why is Olaf alive?

11 - What about Marshmallow and the snowgies?

Let's put the two together. Elsa's power to create life, with the release of "Frozen 2" a theory was created connecting the Earth Giants with Marshmallow because they are quite similar. Elsa created Marshmallow to defend the Ice Palace and prevent anyone from invading, so in theory the Earth Giants would be the same thing: protectors created with the magic of the earth representing the element. So would there be a true Spirit of the Earth that created them? That is one of the theories, but let's focus on Elsa's creations. Considering that this theory is in fact correct and the Giants were created as protectors (whether they are the real Spirit of the Earth or not) Marshmallow and Elsa's other creations could follow this logic. Elsa has the gift of creating life because the element she controls, as well as the others, has the gift of creating protectors, with Marshmallow's form being the basic guardian form and Olaf and Snowgies' forms being variations of the same concept. So following this logic, can Bruni, Gale and Nokk create their own versions of Marshmallow? In my opinion, theoretically yes, if they weren't the living form of the element itself in its essence.

12 - Is it "Hoo Hoo" or is it "You Hoo"?

13 - Why are Elsa's powers still growing?

Elsa's magic growing… I feel like this could be the main motivation of the movie, which worries me. I don't want Elsa's magic being put under the spotlight of being a problem again. F1 is all about that, and F2 starts with Elsa's magic starting the Spirits who start the chaos in the kingdom. Let's change the subject, please.

14 - Why are there castle ruins throughout Ahtohallan?

Did you ask for a retcon or "was that really the case and we just didn't tell you at the time, letting you believe whatever you want"? No? Because there will be. Considering that we can talk about the origin of the Fifth Spirit, I'm interested, but if there are rumors that F2 was cut because kids found the explanations of lore and mythology boring, get ready because we're going to have that twice… That must be why we're going to have two movies, lol

15 - Where do the nature spirits como from?

Read the previous answer again and get a notebook to take notes during the movie.

16 - Do we still need to beware the Frozen Heart?

17 - Who is the Frozen Heart?

And we return to the discarded plot of "Frozen 1" and two more questions for the long list of: "if it was a fan who asked this question, which fan is that?". In the original script there would be a prophecy saying that a frozen heart would destroy Arendelle, everyone would think it was Elsa freezing the kingdom, but in fact it was Hans. Hans, in order to kill Elsa, would cause an avalanche so strong that in addition to destroying Elsa and her Ice Palace, it would destroy Arendelle as well, but the Snow Queen, after a redemption arc because of Anna, would stop the avalanche and save the day. So the Frozen Heart would be figuratively Hans because he is a villain without remorse. Will we bring something back from that or will it be modified for a new concept?

18 - What happened to Hans?

The return of the one who didn't need to return. Considering items 16 and 17, will we have Hans as the villain again, but this time with Elsa's redemption arc? The new Frozen Heart creates chaos that would kill everyone and Hans, who everyone believed would be the villain, ends up saving everyone, proving that he is no longer the Frozen Heart? The most random theory and the theory I like the least. Retconning a villain to please a handful of idiot fans who didn't accept that he was created from the beginning is a huge mistake… But let's remember Elsa in "Frozen 2" calling him the Irredeemable Monster and these 10 years of Disney repeating how trash the character is, officially making him a joke, and I'm more relaxed about what they can do.