#also the giant statue outside is cool too

[trashworldblog]

YES!!!! AND I LOVE THAT ABOUT HIM (cus lowkey thats also me, i grew up going to national parks and i love reading little placards about topics. also i love learning things [nerd])

headcannon of shane going around yellowstone (or any national park, pick ur poison. most are nature based, many are historical) and he reads every sign and the gang gets annoyed cus they just wanna GO

I need to write some headcanons on this, oh my god. Thoughts?

Tagging my watcher mutals becuase we stay silly w it @trashworldblog @outer-space-face @fearthefuzzybear @bergoozter !!!!

[noxturnals-void]

My Dearest Shadow

Jason Voorhees x GN! Reader

Pt.3

(It might lean fem at times but I’m going to try my best to keep it neutral for everyone!)

Read Pt. 2 here

Read Pt. 1 here

Tw: stalking, anxiety, paranoia, jason being really hard on himself

2,273 words below the cut

Previously in Chapter 2:

He couldn’t move now. He couldn’t turn and walk away, not that he had any desire to. He didn’t want you seeing any more of him than you already had. He was stuck behind this tree. Stuck and too nervous to think of what to do next.

What was he supposed to do…?

—

You guardedly took a few steps closer, creating a slight arch in your steps to try to see beyond the massive tree. "I-" you began. "I know you're there," you called out, the figure shifting further behind the tree once it had caught on to your movement. You should have been unsettled by whoever was still stalking you, but it had been so long. You only wanted to know who it was- why they watched you so adamantly.

"Please," you called again, standing still and scanning the hand and part of a bulky shoulder that you could make out. "I'm not..." What were you supposed to say? That you weren't scared? You were terrified. That you weren't upset? You weren't, but why would you have been? That you weren't a threat? They were more of a threat than you at this point, weren't they? What were you supposed to say? "I'm not sure what you want from me." You admitted slowly. Honestly, part of you wondered if the person was only interested in your cabin- that maybe they were homeless. But that didn't make much sense when it came to how distant yet protective they were of you.

Thick silence swelled into the cool air following your unsure words, and you had the feeling they wouldn't want to talk to you, but you tried again anyway. "I know you've been... watching me for a while now. I know you've helped me before." You confessed and stepped around a few more paces to get a better look at them again as you spoke. "I just don't understand. I just want to understand why. Why are you out here? Why are you..." You finally got far enough around the tree to see most of the figure.

Whatever words were about to come out died in your throat almost immediately at the sight of the literal giant standing as solid as a statue behind the tree trunk. His hulking body had to be at least 6 feet- more likely 6 feet and many inches on top, and he was massive. Massive in the way of being incredibly muscular, towering easily over anything his way.

It was definitely a man; his clothes were enough to give that away. They were smaller fitting than they should have been. His shirt was ripped and frayed at the hem, caked in dirt and some questionably dark stains that almost appeared black in the light of the woods. The shirt drew tight across his chest when he breathed in, noting his covered features beneath. He wore an equally rugged black jacket over it, the material also ripped and stained, taut around the bulk of his arms and shoulders. Below, he wore dark pants littered with small holes and hand-sewn patches while his feet filled out worn-out boots.

Your eyes dragged back up his enormous body and locked onto his face, or rather, the mask covering it. Something in your chest knotted and sank into the pit of your stomach when you saw the man’s head tilt, solidifying that he was real. He was real, and he was standing right there. This person was the one to watch you most of your days for the past year and a half. This stranger was the one who followed you around in this slice of wilderness- he was the one who brought you in from outside when you had fallen asleep those times.

A tremble ran through your body, trying to comprehend everything all at once. The coolness of the breeze reminded you that you were outside—that five minutes ago, you had been spared of this knowledge. Part of you was relieved to have a picture of the person who stalked you constantly, and another part of you was unsure if this was the information you wanted to answer that question with—leaning toward wanting to picture something different in pure ignorance.

It wasn’t that he was unsightly. It wasn’t that he was oddly dressed or enormous. It was just anxiety-inducing. It was hard to wrap your mind around this man, the owner of the eyes that had dutifully followed your every move. Suddenly, having the stranger you’d grown to appreciate watching over you from a distance right before your eyes made you queasy.

You realized then and there you’d grown accustomed to the idea of this stranger. The thought of him. Not the reality of him.

By this time, he had noticed you—turning slightly to face you and looking just as tense as you felt. Obviously, he hadn't intended for you to see him, and he hadn't. He had been lulled by your voice speaking to him—passively listening without considering your footsteps getting closer.

It was the first time you'd ever acknowledged him, and he had been soaking up the one-sided interaction, soothed by how tender and kind you sounded. Your voice trailed to silence, and the paranoia of being seen set into him like a swift punch to the gut. His head turned, and he was completely caught off guard by you standing and gaping at him merely ten feet away. His apprehension had returned instantly, and he found himself frozen under your gaze.

You must have seen him as a monster, he thought, hands twitching by his sides at the idea of you running off terrified. Now, he simply counted. Counting the seconds until your eyes raked over him fully and your brain caught up with the horrifying creature before you and ran back to your haven. The thought drove a stake through his chest.

Maybe you would have called the police, forcing him to flee or perhaps kill again. Maybe you would have barred the entrance to your home and hoped he wouldn't come after you for your flight. His imagination ran in circles, and his mind was molding a more depressive ending to this unplanned encounter. There was no situation that he could imagine this going over smoothly.

You took a few steps back, eyes still glued to his mask in a doe-eyed expression. You were frightened, and if you ran, he wouldn't chase you. That would’ve only scared you worse, and he'd already done so much to protect you. To be there for you, even if he couldn’t be beside you. He stayed perfectly still, observing as you shuddered a small breath and held your arms out with flat hands.

"h-hold on," you tried to speak. Still, it came out as a weak whisper, clearing your throat to try again. "w-wait here... please." You followed up more audibly, anxiety piling into your stomach and hoping to come across as polite as possible- not wanting to get on whatever unstable side this strange man might’ve had. You didn't even know what you were doing, and neither did he. He was confused and nervous.

Why were you telling him to wait? Wait for what?

You skittered to your cottage like a frightened little animal, and for a long minute, he stood and figured he had been right about you running off to your home. He began to turn, prepared to walk away, until his mother interrupted his action with a firm command not to move an inch from where you'd left him. He reluctantly returned to the position he had barely moved from, not seeing the point in waiting if all you would do was hide. But he stood there nonetheless. Waiting.

Meanwhile, you anxiously threw together a peace offering- not exactly sure what you were doing but hoping somehow it would make the giant more pleased with you. You got the feeling from that short interaction he didn't like you, particularly now that you had seen him face to kind-of-face. The last thing you wanted was to upset him- not when he looked so capable of causing you harm.

You grabbed a smaller harvesting woven basket, the closest thing you could find, and packed it full of baked goods you'd made over the past week.

You'd needed a reason to get rid of some of the muffins you'd made too much of earlier this week anyway. Your mind raced with how ridiculous and stupid this was, but it continually looped around to understanding that this was all you could do right now—it was all you could come up with. As dumb as it felt, maybe the gesture would keep the man from being so distant.

It was odd. You didn't specifically want the man to get closer to you or your cabin, but you also didn't want him to hide away as if you could never lay eyes on him. Call it your people-pleasing habit, but you wanted the man to like you. At the very least enough he wouldn’t harm you. He was still human, wasn't he? He still needed food. You had the feeling that even though he looked in decent health, he probably didn't have much in the way of supplies. You couldn't imagine what he had been living off of, though, from the random traps set in parts of the forest you’d come across in the past; it wasn't hard to guess.

He was taken aback when you scurried from your home, your arms holding a little woven basket piled with the treats you'd made earlier that week. He'd watched you bake them all. The muffins, the bread, and the scones. They had smelled and looked amazing, but he never thought he'd taste any of it. Were you genuinely offering your food to him? Was he imagining this?

You slowed as you got nearer. Relief and a fresh wave of anxiety washed over you when you noticed him still standing just behind the tree. He quite literally didn't look like he had moved a muscle since you left. Part of you was glad that he had decided to listen, and another part of you was apprehensive at the idea he hadn't moved.

You cautiously regained the ground you'd lost after being away for a few minutes, taking a deeper breath to calm your nerves as you held out the basket. "I don't know why you've been... shadowing me for so long," you bent at the knees, not taking your eyes off the yellowed hockey mask. You stared at him as if he would decide to pounce at any moment. And he might’ve, you considered. After all, even after all this time and how comfortable you’d gotten with his ceaseless presence, you honestly didn’t know a thing about this strange person living in the woods.

His head tilted, confirming he wasn't a statue again and that he was watching as you gingerly set the basket on a patch of grass. "but… thank you." You finished slowly. Despite your anxiety about not knowing him or why he took an interest in you, you truly were thankful for him watching over you. With all your nervousness being this close to him, he still gave off more of a protective aura than dangerous.

He stiffened, staring at your cautious figure and wondering- puzzling- over why you were thanking him. Were you thanking him for following you? For watching over you? Did you realize he meant you no harm? Did you see that he was just trying to keep you safe? Did you... Did you see him as Jason? Not a monster?

"I-I just," you gulped, stumbling over some twigs as you took a few steps back. "It's just some food..." You realized partway through your words that he probably knew what the food was already since he'd likely watched you make it. "that I made..." you mumbled dumbly, unable to peel your eyes away from him just in case. "I hope you... like them." You awkwardly dismiss yourself from the tense atmosphere and stumble back a few more steps, putting enough distance between you and him that you feel more comfortable turning around to retreat indoors.

He watched as you scampered away again, this time with no intention of returning, he suspected. His head tilted down, and he looked over the basket of baked goods, smelling the sweet and savory aroma the food had given off through the breeze. I’m his head, his mother's voice nagged him to take the basket, telling him it would have been rude to reject such a kind offer from someone who finally treated him well. He had no choice but to agree. He bent over and grabbed the basket, turning and continuing his usual routine with the baked treats in hand.

His heart pounding in his chest and his face much too hot under the mask made it difficult to focus on walking the perimeter of the campgrounds. But he trudged on, unable to get the sight of your lovely face or bewitching eyes out of his mind as he finished his afternoon rounds.

He didn't quite know how he would have returned the basket to you, not wanting to spook you more than he already had. He contemplated leaving it at your door sometime at night so you could find it easily. He glanced over the treats and tilted his head—should he have also given you something in return? He didn’t want to give the basket back empty. It was only polite that he found something suitable to repay your gesture.

What could he possibly give to you?

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[noffy96]

Kustardweek day 2 Dragon

didn't have as much time to flush this out as much as i wanted too. But the idea is at least out there, maybe someday in the future I or anyone else can make it more detailed. Still enjoy

Don't mess with Science

Chapter 1

word count: 714

Status: complete

Chapter Summary:

As they frantically tried to reverse the flow There was a loud clank flowed by smoke. Not wanting the forest to catch on fire, he sank down to his knees to yank out the batteries. The glow expanded outward along with a large burst of wind and a loud crack blowing him away from the machine.

or

Sans and Red are testing a new machine they built. A mishap turns Red into a dragon

written for Kustardweek2024

Or read below !

He looked over the equations once again. Then back at Red who was tinkering with the machine. They had teleported their latest invention outside. To the clearing in the woods away from worried humans.

He was sure Papyrus would also have something to complain about it, but at least it got him out of the house. Meeting Red had reignited his love for research and science. Their experiments went as much wrong as they did right.

But talking with someone who could understand his ramblings was so much fun. Their latest invention would allow you to share magic signatures. Letting you use magic not normally available to you. Today they were gonna do a small test run.

In the lab, they had been able to change the magic signature of a rock to ice. But plants were alive, so a step harder to crack. Just to minimize the side effects they thought taking the machine outside where it could hover above the flower they were looking to change would be better than trying and replant it hoping they would do that right. And for it to be in its natural state, there is less chance of side effects.

He checked the warning lights, and they read off the numbers as he signalled Red.

“All looks good over here”

“Same for me, think we can start?”

He double-checked his list and the position of the machine.

“Looks like we are ready”

With that, they turned the machine on. For a few minutes, everything seemed to go normally. But then the numbers on his screen started growing exponentially. Red started cruising, And a glow was starting from the flower.

As they frantically tried to reverse the flow There was a loud clank flowed by smoke. Not wanting the forest to catch on fire, he sank down to his knees to yank out the batteries. The glow expanded outward along with a large burst of wind and a loud crack blowing him away from the machine.

He got up with some difficulting coughing out the dust that he had inhaled. Only for the ground to shake, He looked up to see a giant red-coloured dragon right in front of him. Feet stomping wildly before falling over with a whine.

His eye flashed, intent to defend himself if need be. But when the dragon opened his eyes he saw the familiar eye lights of his boyfriend

“Red?”

He screamed coming closer, as the giant dragon let out a whine,

“Change me back..this feels awful”

Red's voice came from the beast's giant maw. He blinked surprised as he came to a stop beside his boyfriend.

“I mean of all the things you could look like, you look like a dragon...That's pretty cool…maybe you could even fly, certainly have the wings for it.”

There was a loud growl and he took a hurried step back

“I can feel myself breath, the fleshy organs in my gut, I have lungs…I shouldn’t have lungs! It feels awful and weird and fleshy and if I move anymore I will hurl. And if you laugh I will do it all over you”

He quickly raised his hands in a playacting gesture. Red's giant claws came to rest over his snout with an angry yet sad-sounding whine. Tail curled in close like it was trying to comfort him.

“Sorry, i really didn’t think-”

“Just shut up and fix me please”

The giant head turned away from him but then made an unhappy noise. With a sigh, and eyes slowly filling with worry he placed a gentle hand on what he supposed was the dragon's shoulder Giving a gentle but firm pet, Then after a few seconds, he decided to lean over and kiss his forehead.

“I'll do my best”

Red seemed to relax a little bit. As he walked away he could hear the quiet murmurs of

“Fuck I can feel the scales sliding over my bones, it is like having dunked them in slime”

He started reading out the machine wondering what the hell went wrong that his boyfriend turned into a dragon. He heard a panicked noise when some smoke had risen from his lover’s nose. He just knew, that it likely would take longer than he initially thought.

[tf2yall]

who do the mercs have the best friendship with? why are they friends? etc

Here you are! Apparently the tl:dr of this is that Demo is everyone's best friend (as he should be lol)

Scout

Scout doesn't get on well with a lot of his team. He thinks most of them are boring old farts, besides Demo and Pyro. (Sniper is technically the closest to him in age, but he's an honorary old fart)

Demo gets "cool" status in Scout’s mind because he doesn't mind engaging in whatever nonsense Scout wants to get up to. He also has a lot of cool stories about Scotland and magic and weird mythological creatures and Scout could listen to him for hours.

If he's not hanging out with Demo, he's probably with Pyro. They draw together, watch TV, and read comics. It's also not uncommon to find Scout and Pyro huddled together, burning shit.

Scout also has a kind of brotherly bond with Sniper. They both go out of their way to be annoying little shits to each other (Scout will tease Sniper about looking like he's 40, Sniper will put giant spiders in his room, etc). They are close tho and are kinda ride or die about each other, despite the fact that they're constantly on each other's nerves

Soldier

Soldier gets along best with Demo. Specifically the other team's Demo. For some reason same team Soldier-Demo pairs never work out. They find each other boring?? Despite the fact that they're essentially carbon copies of each other?? Oh well...

Their mutual love of explosions and 'boys will be boys' vibes help them gel really well! They have a tendency to be really fucking stupid together but hey respawn exists and they're having fun so just let 'em be.

Because they're on opposite teams, their relationship is a bit different than the other friendships. When they're on the battlefield, the match is essential just one big friendly competition. They're always trying to one-up each other with new gear or who can wear the most ridiculous hat to work contests. They hang out a lot outside of work too, going fishing, to gun shows, alcohol tastings, and whatever else they happen to find fun at the moment.

On his own team, Soldier gets on best with Pyro. They're one of the few who has the patience to put up with him for long and he's made it his mission to instruct Pyro in the ways of a true American soldier! This usually means lighting things on fire and using Spy as target practice.

Pyro

Pyro is okay with pretty much everyone. They like Scout and Soldier's high energy. Demo shares their love of fire/explosives. Heavy can match their level of enjoyment at being on the front line destroying everything. Engineer and Medic like to ramble to them while they're working. And Spy lets them hang out in his smoking room when they're overstimulated or tired. He does get cranky if Pyro burns stuff tho

Sniper is absolutely deathly terrified of Pyro. Pyro knows this and thinks it's hilarious. They will go out of their way to freak Sniper out just cause they think it's funny. They have been yelled at (multiple times) for chasing poor Sniper up a tree with a flamethrower.

Pyro likes everyone but they're closest with Scout and Engineer. Scout occasionally brings them shit to burn just for fun. Medic and Engineer keep confiscating Pyro's lighters. Spy is an absolute nuisance tho and is absolutely thrilled to supply Pyro with more. Usually on the condition that Pyro will stare ominously at Sniper while flicking them on and off

Pyro likes to spend time with their friends, but only in small doses. They'll spend an hour or two with someone before going to hang out with someone else or just leaving to be alone for a while.

Demo

Demo is everyone's best friend/drinking buddy/confidante. He's just genuinely one of those guys that gets on with everyone and whom everyone likes.

He does spend a lot of time with Scout and he definitely views himself as kind of a mentor to him. He is, however, never going to trust Scout with any kind of explosive or flammable substance. Bad things happen when Scout has flammable things.

People seem to forget that Demo's smart? Like, you need to know a lot about chemical reactions to not blow yourself up. Spends a lot of time with Engie and Medic, bouncing ideas off each other. That being said, he is considerably less "mad scientist" than the other two and is more likely to dip when they start getting REALLY weirdly into it (ex: cutting engie's arm off for shits and giggles)

Likes to just drink and vibe with Sniper too. He's one of the few people Sniper actually likes

Heavy

Heavy and Medic get along great. I feel like that's a really obvious answer lol but its true. (Altho they may or may not be more than friends) They share a love of classical literature and old music, although Medic tends to get a little heated when they discuss the themes of their reading. Not uncommon for the bonesaw to come out.

Heavy is mostly a loner and is very introverted. He does have times where he enjoys loud noises and destruction and doing things as part of a team, but he always knows when he's pushing too far and he needs to step away. A lot of his energy is spent on the battlefield so he tends to pass most of his free time alone. (I seem to have given Heavy my autism oops)

Besides Medic, Heavy is closest with Spy. It's nice to talk to someone in his native language and Spy also shares his interests in things like chess and poetry.

Probably finds the louder members of his team (Scout, Soldier) too much sometimes and tries not to spend a lot of time with them if he's already stressed. Altho it's not like he hates them. If he's in a certain mood he will totally 100% blow up buildings with Soldier

Engineer

Close to all the members of his team in wildly differing ways. Some of them, like Sniper, he has a very chill workplace relationship with. Others he has a more familial relationship to

Has a tendency to keep an eye on Scout, sometimes unconsciously. Will notice if something's up with him and give him someone to talk to. Scout does eventually come to look up to him as a kind of fatherly figure. Spy has mixed feelings about this.

A very private, yet still sociable man. His teammates only really know superficial details about him. He's very easy to talk to and has definitely acquired enough blackmail to put the whole team out of business. It's a good thing he just straight up doesn't care.

The closest thing he has to a friend on the team is Medic. If you can call getting drunk and sawing off your arm on a whim fun friendship bonding behavior

Medic

Medic is friends with anyone who even vaguely humors him. You want to talk?? With him??? About medical things??? Congratulations, you're never ever getting rid of him.

Most people tend to find him off-putting and creepy and he pretends like it doesn't bother him, but it really kinda does. He spent a large portion of life not having any friends so he tends to get very very excited and into his friendships. Loves his job partly because he gets to ignore all known laws (like he's definitely committing war crimes lets be real here) but also because he finally found people who get him.

He vibes best with Heavy because Medic really needs someone to be a good listener to him. However, he also needs them to be smart or he'll get frustrated with them and just stop talking to them. He likes having someone to debate with and experiment on with

Second best is Engie because hey fellow mad scientist!! Look, Medic just wants someone he can talk to about the things that he loves. And what he loves happens to be crimes against humanity

Spy

This is going to sound really REALLY weird but like: it's Soldier. Now hear me out here. Spy has a hard time trusting people and believing that they're not up to something, so the perso he's automatically going to trust the most is the guy that's shit at lying and is too stupid to be hiding anything.

Like many members of the team, he's a loner and prefers to spend time by himself. Does like to spend time with Heavy tho. Fine wine and overly fancy conversation is a must. Spy likes to be a snob, what else can i say

He is not immune to Demo's powers of being everyone's best friend. Demo is Spy's go-to person to bitch to when the other team members are getting on his nerves.

Spy pretends like he's above childish pranks and petty revenge but he's not. He's really really not. Demo knows this. Demo encourages this. Demo is part of the reason why all of Scout’s socks mysteriously turned pink.

Sniper

Doesn't get on with Medic, Pyro, or Spy for various reasons. Has occasionally been known to have a coffee with Engie but the two don't really have a lot in common. Neither do him and Soldier.

Likes hanging out with Heavy a bit more than his other team members. They both have a shared love of hunting and guns, although that is where their similarities end.

Probably vibes best with Demo. Demo's chill enough to make Sniper relax and they have a similar sense of humor, so even if their hobbies don't match up sometimes, they still enjoy talking to each other. They like to sit outside and swap stories about their adventures, Demo's with weird mythical creatures, and Sniper's time in the outback.

It's a shame that he's terrified of Pyro because they really would get along :( They both love to display their friendship with parallel play and they both think weird bugs are really cool

[theguardianace]

haven't been doing much sekai stuff recently bc of outer wilds so as compensation here's how i think wxs would play the game. there's no way to not have spoilers though so spoilers for outer wilds

context outer wilds is an absolutely incredible space exploration game where you learn about the world around you and a mysterious alien race while also trying to figure out why the sun keeps going supernova 22 minutes into your time loop. if it sounds even remotely cool don't read this until you play. promise.

obv nene would be the one to learn about the game. knowing emu she'd want to play with nene, and nene knows rui would like it, and they don't want to leave tsukasa out, so it turned into a fun little gaming corner. they only have nene's copy, so every loop they pass the controller around.

nene started with the controller, but the first loop (before knowing there was a time loop), they passed the controller around quite often. it took a lot longer than she usually would have wanted to because emu kept insisting that they talk to every single villager. they passed around the controller for the model spaceship though and. yeah nobody was good at it. lots of laughter. the shuttle repair tutorial was a nightmare with a ton of screaming and flying into walls and relentless bullying. took them like half an hour but they did it.

rui took the controller in the museum because he got too excited. played with the quantum shard for a solid ten minutes (mostly because it turned into an impromptu quantum physics lecture that only emu kind of understood). they all were very spooked by the nomai statue turning but chalked it up to "whatever".

nene got the honor of the first launch. she went to the attlerock first, per the game's suggestion. found the eye signal locator, learned some cool stuff, walked outside with just enough time to watch the sun go supernova. rui thought it was fascinating, emu thought it was pretty, and tsukasnene were freaking the hell out.

after realizing the whole time-loop thing they decide to pass the controller around every loop. they all worked collaboratively on the progression, though each learned new things as a specialty

tsukasa was most interested in the nomai culture. he started keeping a personal log of each nomai that appeared, what their personality was like, and why they were doing what they were doing. he was the one to find solanum. he also cried when meeting her.

emu loved talking to people! her primary goal was to find every traveler, including feldspar. she'd spend a lot of loops chatting with them and roasting marshmallows. nobody could roast a mallow quite like her. she also had a lot of fun messing with the wonky gravity of certain planets (aka the attlerock and twins)

nene was the best skill-wise. she was the first to successfully navigate dark bramble and make it inside the sunless city. she also managed to land on the interloper and sun station, with a little help from rui figuring out how.

rui was fascinated with the planets and science. as much as he was intrigued by the nomai, he was more fascinated by their findings. many a loop spent in the high energy lab (he did accidentally meet a terrible fate.) and simply learning about space. he was the one to ask the most questions. oh and did all the quantum trials with a wicked smile.

other sillies:

tsukasa would be the first (but not last) to autopilot into the sun

emu figured out the geyser launching trick

rui fell in the black hole first

as for what they discovered...

tsukasa found solanum and the way into the sunless city

emu found feldspar, the mural about the ancient hearthians and nomai, and how to get on the quantum moon

nene found the core of giants deep, the vessel, and the interloper's significance

rui found the ash twin project and the quantum trials

rui would be the one to figure out how to end the game, but nene would be the one to execute it. (i'd have more after this, but i haven't done it myself yet lol).

[thrill-kill-kult]

This post is like so overdue seeing as I went here back in March, but I found out recently that Sam Butcher passed away in May and I am absolutely heartbroken about it. So, without further ado, please enjoy a little ramble about the

👼Precious Moments Chapel👼

I have to start out with the utmost thanks to the lovely Reverend Jen from Fundie Fridays, whose amazing video essay was what led me to find out about the chapel. I really highly recommend watching it, she put a great deal of research and love into her discussion of Precious Moments.

Literally as soon as I saw that video I knew I had to go see the chapel for myself. I love all things religious art, especially churches, and I think it’s really cool to see some of the really unique churches we have in the US, especially because I feel like people don’t really think of us when they think of places with really beautiful and unique church architecture.

The Precious Moments Chapel is absolutely one of the coolest churches I have ever been to. Like this place is up there with the Cattedrale di San Pietro in Bologna (which is my favorite church of all time).

It’s in Carthage, Missouri, which is kind of in the middle of nowhere. My trip was originally going to just be to the chapel, but we ended up deciding to make it a stop on our way to Dollywood in Tennessee. I had never been to Missouri before, and I was really enthralled by how beautiful and green the landscape was. I also had never seen an armadillo before I saw one dead on the side of the highway. I was the only person on the trip who could drive (until we met up with my roommate’s mother in Nashville) so I was glad for a change of scenery after flat, boring Kansas.

The chapel is located a short drive from the highway, in an area mostly populated by farms. We came on a weekday and were one of the only cars in the parking lot.

They had this adorable little camper in the parking lot, and you could see actual camper stuff like a little folding table through the window.

We went in to the visitor’s center, and I absolutely had to go to the penny press because there is no way I was not going to get one of their darling designs on a penny. They had all these cute little displays in there that almost felt like the build-a-bear statues.

My roommate took this adorable picture of me in front of this giant goose statue :,)

Once we left the visitor’s center, we went to a little walkway outside to the chapel itself. The Sam Butcher museum was unfortunately closed (don’t worry, I fully plan on going back someday) so we weren’t able to see that, but we got to see all the really cool outdoor fixtures.

One of the most interesting things that I was really drawn to about the chapel is the relationship it has with death. There are bricks along the walkways engraved with names of loved ones who’ve passed. Sam Butcher had his gravestone made while he was alive, and it sat in front of the chapel, waiting for him.

The outside of the chapel is really stunning because of the carved wooden doors. The photos I took really don’t do them justice in even the slightest.

I didn’t take any pictures inside the chapel; it felt like too solemn of a place. I’m not at all religious (or Christian, for that matter) but churches have this sort of splendor about them that I feel demands respect. This does mean you’ll have to take me at my word, though, or go visit yourself (which I highly recommend).

The walls and ceiling is painted so that the main room has an expansive, larger than life feeling. The whole room feels light and heavenly, like the chapel is built from clouds. Beside the pews are massive paintings of rich landscapes populated by angelic characters in the classic Precious Moments style. To one side, they reenact classic Bible scenes. To the other, they depict children around the world in worship. Behind the altar is a massive, floor-to-ceiling painting of heaven, filled with golden winged angels and throngs of wide-eyed children.

Under the golden light and peaceful paintings is that undercurrent of loss, but it doesn’t feel bitter or dark. It feels kind of factual: this is part of life and it sucks, but it feels hopeful: we’ve been there too.

I’ll come back to that thought, but I first want to talk about the stained glass. I have always been fascinated by stained glass, and in my opinion, the coolest part of the whole chapel was its stained glass. Sam Butcher drew out the panels, then numbered the different colors of glass available from his distributor, and selected the colors for the windows like he was making a paint-by-numbers.

The two hallways on either side of the chapel are filled with these gorgeous stained glass pieces. I actually found out that a photo of one of the panels is in the Library of Congress. I really enjoyed looking at the stained glass. I really don’t think pictures do it justice either. It’s something you need to see in person.

Around the main chapel are displays containing a massive landscape painting done by Sam Butcher (if I have not said it already, he is an extremely talented landscape artist), some of his other art for the chapel, and every single precious moments figurine.

This is also the location of a much smaller room dedicated to Butcher’s son, Phillip, who died very young. This room and the one behind it have shelves filled with books of visitors’ dedications to loved ones they have lost.

I think in part I came with a mission to acknowledge my grandmother’s death. We grew apart in her final years, as I failed to become the marriage-ready young woman she’d expected. I was asked not to come to her funeral. I think she would have hated me for acknowledging her in the guestbook, and I don’t care, because it gave me the closure I’d been seeking since she passed.

Going to the chapel was a cathartic experience. It was also a purely joyful one, where I got to see some fantastic religious art and ooh and aah over cute porcelain figurines.

Of course, I couldn’t end my visit without going to the gift shop. I got an adorable print of a cowboy and cowgirl in the precious moments style (which I’m waiting to put up until I can properly frame it) and a really cool postcard with a picture of Sam Butcher painting the chapel with his huge pallet of oil paints in his hand.

I also got this darling shirt which is one of my favorite pieces in my closet (it’s the same one that Jen from Fundie Fridays got lol). I’m wearing it on the roof of a Honky Tonk in Nashville in this picture :)

The best thing I got by far, though, was a gift from my roommate. I have a little collection of bibles that I mostly use to make art (those guys on campus just hand them out for free!) and my friends often give me bibles as gifts. I also steal every hotel Bible I can get my hands on. So you can imagine how ecstatic I was when my roommate got me a Precious Moments Bible.

It’s got all these adorable color pages inside full of drawings of sad babies, and it’s just so dang cute. I use it any time I reference the Bible in a paper or my fiction writing (which happens way more often than you would think).

I’ve said it already, but I need to mention again how much I admire Mr. Butcher as an artist. He is so talented with color and light, and I think the fact that he can seamlessly blend really complex high-level artistry with his cute, cartoony style really speaks to his mastery of his craft. I also have a lot of respect for his tenacity. He had a lot of very difficult things going on in his life while he made the chapel, and he struggled with depression and lacking motivation, and he not only built that chapel and filled it with stunning artwork, but he left a piece of the ceiling unpainted and promised that he would never truly be finished creating. I have mad respect for that.

Really, I’m grateful for what this whole vacation meant to me. I started with a ‘hey, what if we went to this cute little chapel over spring break?’ And ended up having some of the most fun I’d ever had with some of my favorite people. It was definitely a challenging experience- I drove more than 40 hours with an injured wrist, we spent a very long time trying to convince Hotwire that my roommate’s father had died and we needed a refund for the bedbug-infested hotel she’d booked, we were way too high at the world’s most terrifying Indian restaurant, and we stayed at the Wichita, KS Red Roof Inn (which is a story for another time)- and it was one of the most rewarding things I have ever done.

I know someday when I’m telling stories about my life, I’ll think back to driving through Missouri with my roommates, eating beef jerky and shouting out all the weird billboards and Jesus signs we saw.

Thank you, Sam Butcher, for bringing joy and love to my life.

[dreamriordanverseunboxings]

Percy Jackson and the Lightning Thief LEGO set ideas

Our new family tradition is building a LEGO Christmas Village together, so naturally my brain went - Percy Jackson LEGO sets. These are slightly easier to pop out than my dream unboxings, so I'm going to add a couple of these while I work on my annotations.

Fight Scenes

I love the connectivity of some themed LEGO sets, so I'm going to lean into that a little too much.  PJO culminates in a battle on Mount Olympus at the top of the Empire State building.  So I think each battle set should stack to be a floor on a giant Empire State Building (some can combine, think 4 floor tiles wide)

Book 1 gives us a bunch of fun fights.  Spoilers for book 1 and maybe for the series?

Nancy Bobofit and the fountain/Fight with Mrs. Dodds/Fury

Percy in Yancy clothes

Mr Brunner/Chiron in chair (he should have a red umbrella and a book)

Grover in hidden leg form?

Mrs Dodds/Fury (I'm not sure if this is a doable transformation or just two separate minifigs, my lack of LEGO knowledge fails me here)

Nancy Bobofit

Split this - fountain outside on one side, then stairs and a wall to room decorated with big marble frieze of greek gods for the Fury fight.

the fountain should have "grabby" water or moving tentacles of water somehow, the inside should have some sort of moving component - maybe the fury flying with her wings on clear posts

4 tiles wide for the set, 2 for each mini location

Fight with the minotaur 

Sally Jackson, Percy, Grover with satyr feet.  Percy should definitely have a bag with blue candy or cookies in it and his sword

Minotaur with removable horns

The car should be in this, able to be broken by lightning bolt, somehow incorporate the lightning bolt

Thalia's tree, several other trees for Percy to jump off of! Falling tree limbs could be cool.

this could probably be done in 3 tiles.  4th tile for that floor of the building could be the Fruit Stand with the Fates, old ladies in rocking chairs.  Is it a battle? no.  Is it eerie and comes back at the very end?  yes.

Bus fight with the furies - this to me feels like it could jump out of my Empire State Building dream to something separate that is mainly focused on the large bus.  Percy, Annabeth, Grover, 3 furies, a bus driver and 2 random people, luggage, Annabeth's cap.  I'm not going to give it a tile size because it isn't going in my Empire State Building.

Auntie M's and the fight with Medusa

This one is getting a full 4 tiles/entire floor.  all sorts of statues, a place to eat, a place to take a group "picture", the flying shoes, the reflective shield, a way to make Grover fly, INVISIBLE ANNABETH/clear minifig Annabeth.

St Louis Arch with Echidna and Chimera

The little kid who saw the monster has to be a minifig.  And the guide.  Probably no Annabeth or Grover here.  

Plus if the wall of windows can spin or break or something to launch Percy out of it. I really want this to be a full floor/4 tiles, but also that the back half of one of the tiles is an elevator tile that WORKS and can be rigged to create an elevator that goes through to other floors, because elevators show up in other areas too.  one of the tiles on each build would also have to be removable or not feature a bunch of items on it to make this possible... but it would be quite the feature, let's be real.

Waterland Tunnel of Love ride

obviously, the trap feature, the webbing covering it, the boat and then a ramp and a tunnel leading to a jump.  Grover being able to fly again (this feature comes up a lot).  The scarf, the cameras and creepy Cupids, the screen.

Our main three are now decked out in Waterland merch

Lotus Hotel

2 tiles, bright Vegas colors, lots of flowers and games.  Some lights or slides or something should happen here.  LEGO does some really cool "retro" mini builds of their historical sets that would be fun to incorporate here.  Also historical games and minifigs

Crusty's Water Bed Palace

lots of weird beds.  2 tiles.  Crusty and the main 3.  maybe some beds that can flip to have skeletons.  Idk, this one is less fun.

Fight with Ares on the beach.

Full 4 tiles, a giant wave for Percy to ride on, Ares's motorcycle, the helm of darkness, the master bolt, police and exploding police cars.

I skipped a lot there to get to the end battle, I know... but wait, there's more.

The Underworld

Obviously the Underworld is kinda its own thing, but has some parallels to Mount Olympus.  One might even say it is like... the basement of Mount Olympus.  We see more of the Underworld in other parts of the series, but here we do get some epic introductions. The color of the bricks should shift to reflect the underworldliness.

DOA Recordings and the barge/river

This deserves to be two levels and I'm going to make it two levels in this plan here, but I'm going to say that it is only 3 tiles wide.  One tile is an elevator tile that goes down to the river underworld area on the second level.  

Entrance to the Underworld - airport security level and Cerberus

another 3 tile wide - lines and security minifigs.  Could probably get away with just Annabeth, and then Cerberus. Obviously need to add the EZ death lane too.

Cannon launcher for the ball Annabeth throws to Cerberus.

Hades' throne room

the imprisoned Sally Jackson, Hades, the backpack and the masterbolt and the pearls - some sort of lifting/rising feature would be cool here. The three in their pearl bubbles would look really cool

this would be 3 tiles and could attach to...

The chasm to Tartarus

a small set with just one tile in width, but 2 levels high.  The chasm has a trap door feature that would actually swallow a minifig.

Just Grover and the shoes?  His face should show terror.

I really wanted to include the garden of Persephone, but I want that to be special much later in Nico's story.

Camp Half-Blood.

The Big House has some sectional qualities to it.  Percy wakes up in the infirmary, they play pinochle with Dionysus and Chiron on the porch, and there is the attic and the Oracle.  Later on the counselors have a meeting space and Chiron's room is mentioned.

The forest would also have its own theme to it.  There are a lot of battles and skirmishes that take place within it, the entrance to the labyrinth, etc.  Percy's first capture the flag game and the fight with the the black Hellhound near the river would be a great set.  And of course... the claiming of Percy by Poseidon.  All could be part of the same set or broken up.

As far as the rest of camp goes - the bathroom fight with Clarisse could be a cool smaller set with all the toilets exploding.

And finally - the cabins!  I really like how they have LEGO builds where a book folds out to a playscape, and I think there is a lot of opportunity there to mix in different parts of the books and of the camp training with the living situation of the campers with minifigs to match the characters of each.  So a Hermes cabin with plenty of space for an abundance of demigods, with spots to stow smuggled items and the Poseidon cabin with an ocean theme, and possibly having training items to pull out like the lava climbing wall or archery range (from Apollo or Artemis, obviously)

Anyways, that's where I am currently at with my LEGO dreaming. Looking back at this I want to amend my "4 tiles" thought for the size of each floor to a 6 tile thought. I think I have some LEGO building software on my ancient laptop, I might play around with that a bit. OH... or 6 tiles and it FOLDS. Now I want to decorate the outside with stickers of what is happening throughout the books.

[4uru]

Yet To Be Named

Chapter 1: Zimo and the Singing Angels.

Enjoy

Taglist: @thevagabondexpress @faithfromanewperspective @light-wayland @what-ho-christopher-put-in @alastairstom @tleeaves @fangirlghost-19

(comment if u have any story name ideas bc I sure don't.)

It was a cold night. Zimo was breathing through his mouth, his nose was blocked. His lips were cracked and his throat was dry. The cold was making his eyes hurt. At least Hell had central heating.

If you're wondering how he knew, well it's a long story actually.

You see, Zimo's mother was the antichrist. And his grandfather is the devil. You know from The Bible. His antichrist of a mother left him in front of an orphanage as a baby, with just a piece of paper with his name written Ha Zimo and nothing else and somehow passed the mantle of the Antichrist on to Zimo. Which was shitty of her. And she didn't even leave him outside a nice childless couple's house like those movies. No, she left him outside “Singing Angels Orphanage for boys” and boy, wasn’t that ironic as fuck. There are no angels in that godforsaken place.

Zimo, being born with a biblically accurate misfortune, was the punching bag for the other boys until he hit his growth spurt and became taller than the other boys and also learnt how to hold his ground.

Before he learnt how to fight the universe would fight for him, some tree branches would conveniently fall, and sometimes the light wouldn't quite fall on him, helping him melt into the background of the dreary halls of Singing Angels.

He didn't get adopted in the beginning because he was too round, And later because he was too old. They don't pick the older one. Especially not a 6’2” Chinese Giant. Zimo did not fit the white suburban dream family. And no Asian couples wanted him because he was too much of a British orphan, he didn't know the formality that they wanted. He didn't fit any of their moulds.

Zimo learned to make a corner of the orphanage home. From the back room loft in the church, nobody could see him there. But he could see everything. Only the face of one of the angels statues was faced where he would set up camp. It was a nice cozy space just big enough for Zimo to settle in with his comic books that he stole that one time they let the children roam the city.

But don't get your spirits down. Because, one day, a man in a very expensive suit walked through the doors of the orphanage. And adopted our young protagonist. Things were looking up for Zimo. The man was filthy fucking rich. Zimo packed up his 2 t-shirts, 1 jumper, and 3 comic books and sat in the passenger seat of the Ferrari.

The man was nice. Too nice. He had a smile that didn't quite reach his dead dark eyes. But who was Zimo to complain? He was out of that hell hole. He was out of reach of the bullies that roamed the halls of Singing Angel. He would never have to hide in the dingy cupboards and the dark classrooms. He would not have to eat the shitty food with a secret ingredient (hate). Zimo was free. And filthy fucking rich, baby.

So it turns out, the old man had a mansion. Which was cool. But you see, Zimo had a rule, good people didn't live in palaces. He quickly checked his skill set. If this man turns out to be a tosser, Zimo was big and competent enough to fight his way out. He had nothing to lose anyway. He might be 14 but he could easily pass for an adult. The man was alright. For the most part. Zimo ate good food three times a day. They talked and he didn't hit Zimo. It was all fine and dandy. Well…until the portal to hell, Zimo stumbled upon in the library.

It was all going so well before the portal to hell in the library! So yeah. Turns out the mansion is a portal to hell; the man is his grandfather, The devil, From the bible. Judging from Lucifer's big evil monologue he performed in front of Zimo at the library, Zimo was the anti-Christ. And also Merlin, the greatest Warlock to walk the earth. And it's his responsibility to bring Armageddon (how does one even do that?) yada yada yada. Just when Zimo thought he got out of the god-forsaken hellhole. He literally drove into the literal god-forsaken hell in a fucking Ferrari.

Now before you judge Zimo for staying in the mansion that had a portal to the actual hell. The food was good and the mattresses were even better. The devil had good taste… and he was family. Zimo liked the mansion for the most part. But he avoided the library (the blood-curdling screams of the tormented souls brought the vibe down, you know?) It was all good.

Until Lucifer drugged him and brought him to a different mansion that looked the bloody same but had a red ambience (The devil was dramatic)

Lucifer demanded that Zimo learn magic and get ready to well, bring armageddon. Zimo went with it. (Hell also had good food and a good mattress) and there is not much Zimo won't do for a comfortable life. So he learnt magic.

He liked the fear in Lucifer's eyes when his magic would go overboard and give good ol Satan a run for his money.

So turns out, Zimo had an insane amount of Magic. Which he pulled from his surroundings. Hell being Hell, it amplified his magic. Which was…fun. Zimo liked that he felt weightless when the magic flowed through his veins. It tasted amazing. The air smelt like burnt wood. It was intoxicating. The force of it would make him close his eyes. But he would become much more aware of his surroundings. Like he was connected to everything around him. Zimo decided that he liked magic.

Then good old Grandpa Satan busted out the Tome of Evil™, it contained the most powerful spells in all the realms, but it was also a key. Without it, Lucifer wouldn't know how to travel between the realms and would be trapped inside his red mansion. And who could blame Zimo when he took the big Evil™ tome and ran away with it? He is the grandson of the devil. It's on Grandpa Lucy that he didn't see this coming.

If you're asking Why Zimo ran away, well dear readers, it's because Zimo did not have a fucking clue about how to bring on the end of the world. And it was pretty clear that the only reason Lucifer was keeping him alive and around was because he thought Zimo did. And it was only a matter of time before he would realise Zimo wasn't the big bad Antichrist. He was just a British orphan from Singing Angels who liked reading comic books and the genealogy chapter in his biology textbook.

The tome was heavy. And the evil™ book was leaking magical energy. It took Zimo a stupid amount of time to realise that the magical energy could be used for heat.

The night was bearable. He settled under a bridge. It smelt terrible. But beggars can't be choosers. Zimo used his magic to make the boulder he was leaning on softer. He made his jumper warmer, and let sleep take over him.

[scarlet--wiccan]

I love the way you write so in-depth and mix personal thoughts with canon facts when you write about Marvel story or character thoughts :) if you were interested in exploring, do you have any ideal scnearios for what stories Billy and Teddy might feature in going forward? I think it would be interesting to do a series exploring more about the development of the Alliance from a day to day perspective, not just when there's a giant wartime threat, getting to see what Billy and Teddy (and maybe some legacy YA characters!) look like more in their downtime, Teddy taking on a more front-facing role as a quieter guy and both of them dealing with more regular stressors/responsibilities.

I answered a similar question few years ago, shortly after Empyre, and my thoughts haven't changed much. Although Billy and Teddy have hardly been absent from comics, as some people would have you believe, they haven't really headlined anything outside of event tie-ins and those two Unlimited miniseries, which, if we're being honest, were not that great.

We've definitely gotten a feel for the types of social and political changes that they're leading, and a couple good looks at Throneworld, but there hasn't been much actual world building. There are a lot of questions that have been left unanswered-- what do their decolonizing efforts look like, what kind of governing systems are they setting up, even just a breakdown of which Kree and Skrull factions have or haven't joined the Alliance. Part of me is wary of really digging into this stuff-- if Krakoa taught me anything, it's that it's really hard for character to maintain moral integrity when you put them in this position. But they are in this position, for better or for worse, so I really do feel like we need to know.

I don't think we'll ever get a big-picture overview like HoXPoX, but you could still fit a lot of this information into a Hulkling & Wiccan title, or even just a miniseries, with an actual plot. I outlined a couple ideas in the post that I linked up top-- I think bringing the Mother entity back as a villain could be cool, and I'd really like to see Teddy and Billy pursue a better resolution with Sequoia. I feel very strongly about the parallels between Quoi and Teddy, and I feel like the generational cycles that were haunting them both in Empyre won't be resolved until they get another chance to work it out.

I definitely would like to spend some more time with their supporting cast-- newer friends like Lauri-Ell and Mur-G'nn, older Kree and Skrull characters like K'lrt adjusting to the new status quo, or even just more folks from the community that's developing on Homeworld. We saw so many interracial families, even older couples, in the background of Assault on Eden, and I want to get to know more of those people. In Scarlet Witch, Billy seemed to be working on cultural unification efforts, and I'd be really interested in seeing him working to preserve and revitalize spiritual or magical practices from Kree and Skrull cultures, probably with help from Mur-G'nn and the surviving Knights. It might be a good opportunity to refresh some of his Demiurge stuff.

Also, this will come as no surprise, I wanna see more family time! I want to see Teddy building better relationships with his siblings. I love that Carol has sort of adopted him as, like, a nephew or little brother, and that Wanda seems to love having him as a son-in-law. And, hell, if they're not gonna do anything else with Tommy, then maybe he should move to space, get a nepotism job, and start dating alien boys, too. Better than being jerked along by X-Men writers for nearly five years.

A lot of people seem to think that having Billy and Teddy get married and move to outer space was tantamount to shelving them, but I don't think it needs to be that way. With all of the Arthurian references that Ewing and Oliveira have baked in, I think it would be very easy for Teddy to continue on as a sort of hero-king who goes on a lot of very mythic adventures with Billy and the rest of their court. Personally, I like space epics when they're really just fantasy tales in sci-fi wrapping paper, and I think that a king with a magic broadsword and his witch husband are kind of the perfect characters for that. But the other thing I really like about this couple, specifically, is that you can separate them and send them off on their own adventures without damaging their relationship. Between Billy's magic and their nega-band wedding rings, they can always come back together no matter how far apart they are. You could send Teddy on a quest to deep space while Billy visits Earth, and they'll still be in constant contact. It's always going to be easy to keep their partnership-- and passion-- alive even when they're doing different things. It's a neat magic gimmick, but it also showcases the strength of their relationship!

[polijakefim]

Meet Travis the Aussie who's big Down Under BRIEFS ENCOUNTER THAT CHANGED 'CROC DUNDEE' KID'S LIFE As he scanned the Los Angeles horizon with just $60 in his pocket and beaten-up old shoes on his feet, newly-arrived Travis Fimmel had little idea of what fate held in store for him.

Just a year or so earlier, this latter-day Crocodile Dundee was running barefoot around his family's dairy farm in Australia and tearing about the bush on a motorbike.

Now Travis, 21, was on the verge of fame and fortune - but old habits die hard. As he walked into the offices of LA Models, he realised that he had instinctively slung his tatty trainers over his shoulder.

He needn't have worried. Model booker Paul Nelson cast a professional eye over the muscular torso topped with an angelic, boyish face - and signed him on the spot.

"He had a beautiful face, a very funny personality - it all clicked," says Nelson. "We helped him out with money and a place to stay. We believed in him from the beginning."

That was last April. The young man who used to milk cows to earn pocket money was months away from one of the biggest deals with Calvin Klein since Kate Moss made her name at the fashion house.

THE extremely well-endowed Aussie, now 22, is on a six-figure deal to front the underwear campaign that has sent ripples of desire and envy throughout the population.

Gazing down from a giant billboard in downtown New York, Travis is an Adonis clad in skimpy white briefs. His image is plastered on billboards and in magazines worldwide. A week ago, he was in London's Selfridges autographing underwear for fans.

But when he opens his mouth to speak, the words that come tumbling out are not in sync with his sex-symbol status. In his Aussie drawl, he says frankly of the huge poster: "I don't look at it, man." He is also quick to laugh off the idea of being an object of desire for many women - and some men, too.

"Can't take it seriously, mate. Embarrassing. Funny." Then with a cheeky smile, he relents saying: "It's good, it makes a lot of people happy."

There is no holding back the Aussie bluntness. He says of new boss Klein: "You'd think he'd be stuck-up but he's just so down-to-earth. He's rich as f***, though."

After appearing in a Jennifer Lopez video, he described the diva thus: "She's got a fat a*** but she's very nice." As for his instant success and the underwear shoots: "I felt like a p***k. I was very self-conscious I have to say, mate." Still, at least he did them. He once declared: "No way, mate, I'm not wearing jocks."

These days Travis has more "jocks" than he can use. Along with the year-long contract comes a supply of Calvin Klein pants: "I've got 500 pairs of them at home. I only have to wash about once every two months."

Travis grew up on his parents' remote farm 26 miles outside Echuca in Victoria. The youngest of three brothers, he worked on the farm and rode around on motorcycles and hunted foxes.

Proud mother Jenny says: "He would disappear and camp out for the night. Even now, he jumps on a motorbike and heads out to see what's been happening on the farm." She offers some insight into why her son is dismissive about his good looks: "He was small, the little guy, so it doesn't suit his character to make a big deal about his looks."

At 17, Travis moved to Melbourne to play football and study sport management at university. But hopes of a sporting career were dashed when he broke his leg.

It was while working out in a Melbourne gym that he was spotted by a talent scout from Peter Chadwick Model Agency.

Booker Matthew Anderson recalls: "He never saw himself as a star and I don't think he does now. He is either genuinely not aware of his appearance, or he's just playing it cool. It might be a mixture of both." Part-time modelling jobs took Travis from Melbourne to London. At 19, he dated then All Saint Nicole Appleton. But after a short affair, Travis dipped out of the limelight, dumping Nicole because she was "boring".

It was only a matter of time before he decided to try his luck in America. "Just to see the country," he says. "I keep saying: 'I am not a model, mate. It's just a job to make money to travel'."

After being plucked from obscurity by LA Models, the young Aussie found himself in close proximity to a number of leading ladies.

But his talent for speaking his mind appears to be almost as big as his talent for filling Calvin Klein's new Body Underwear line. He even describes playing the love interest in a Janet Jackson video as "cheesy". Today he lives in LA and is more likely to be found surfing the waves than trapped inside a gym: "I'm the most unhealthy person in the world."

Travis has also been spotted out with Hollywood beauty Meg Ryan, 40. The pair recently dined at Manhattan's Nobu sushi restaurant owned by Robert De Niro. They shared plates of raw fish and giggled like schoolkids.

But we'll have to wait to see whether a more mature woman can tame this wandering Aussie spirit. "Modelling is so boring," he confides. "It's meant to be glamorous but you sit there for ages.

"I don't have a clue what I'm doing. I might go home straight after this. I might go travelling again. My plan is to make a plan."Interview by Emma Hibbs

[thedevotedhealer]

Because I Love You

TRIGGER WARNING!: murder, blood, gore, YANDERE! Male! Sakura, Obsessive Behaviour, Anger issues, Hyugas need to chill.

<modern Au>

3rd POV:

One Summer day, after a heated argument with your parents about how you want to be with Sakuro Haruno, which the Hyūga clan family (yes, ur from the Hyūga clan) outwardly, "politely" refused, stating that they wouldn't let her marry off to some clanless, lowlife mercenary. your heart sunk in your stomach, knowing fully well that the great Hyuuga clan of "Hyūga corporate" would never let in an outsider, much less a civilian mercenary and a war medic from a merchant-descending family anywhere near people of such high status, let alone marry into one. it was still a status problem, even in 21'st century.

The tears welled in your eyes, as you buried your head in your palms, crying from the pressure of emotions, cursing yourself inwardly for being born into such a ruthless and arrogant clan.

Then between your fingers, you saw a set of mint-green glowing eyes. You clear your vision, not quite wanting to face your lover, but also worried as you now could clearly make out his features.

His viridian eyes were wide open, darkened, pupils, dilating, until they settled into a very sharp, almost cat-like form, his jaw was clenched tight as he ground his teeth from anger, his body tense and his knuckles turned white from how hard he was grasping the fabric of his jeans before he relaxed after your father has finished his rant about destiny and how he was a lowlife and whatnot.

Still

He went completely still, his bangs foreshadowing his expression.

Burying your face back into your hands with shame and embarrassment and the need to burst in tears once more, you finally decided to storm off and get some air, even though you weren't sure how good of an idea it was to leave your love behind with your family, but you didn't care at that moment, all you needed was some fresh air to clear your mind.

"Y/n Hyūga, come back here right this instant!" her mother called out after you angrily.

Y/N' POV:

"I resent all of you so much, Mother. If only you could just shut up, crawl into a ditch, and die!" I screamed and stormed out, cussing out my lineage, gasps and the rage-filled voice of my mother slowly dying out as I ran further, finally out of the mansion.

Too bad that would be the last words I would ever say to them.

As my father would say "fate would be inevitable."

If only i had stayed...

After 5 minutes of trying to cool my head, I started to regret my words. 'Maybe that was a bit too harsh... I should apologiz-'

*BANG*

before i could finish my thought, something loud came from the house. Maybe something fell? Or maybe Father threw something...?

Oh no...

Sakuro!

Quickly I ran back from the big garden in a hurry, swinging the giant door open.

"What happen-!!!" before i could finish my thought, Sakuro was walking out with an unreadable expression on his face, his eyes dull and dark.

I ran up to him and hugged him tightly, sighing in relief that he was safe. "Sakuro-Kun what was that sound, w-what-" Before I could finish my sentence, I looked up at his face properly, I noticed only then:

Red splatters on his face adorned his mostly flawless features, dripping from the side at some point.

then, a metallic scent filled my nose.

3rd POV"

Backing away from him on slow and shaky feet, she looked down at his clothes, taking in his appearance: black and red materials of his shirt and flannel had been darkened, his jeans splattered with the same substance as the one on his face, a gun in one hand and long strands of bloody mat of long hair in his other one, his tall body hunched over slightly, lost in thought, dazed almost. She looked by the entrance of the living room, lower body of what she could make out was her sister, blood pooling around slowly straying its path to random directions and down at herself, her once clean attire now covered in her parent's and sister's blood.

Then it happened: Darkened viridian met pearly Lilac.

"Hey, Y\n?" he asked, a dazed look still eminent on his features.

The h/c haired woman couldn't muster a reply, her lip started trembling, eyes wide, backing away towards the door slowly, which the pink-haired mercenary had followed suit after, not making harsh or rash movements, as if to not startle an already scared animal, who was ready to bolt at any given moment. "You love me, right? no matter what I may do? You will still keep the promise, right?"

Pearly lilac met his gaze once more, she picked up on his broken tone as if he was holding back his emotions that were pressured like a dome about to break and spill over. her eyes pleading silently, begging to tell her it was not true, that this was a prank and her beloved family was still alive, yet all she got in return was his blank gaze, face softening, morphing into a guilty and apologetic look.

She shook her head. "No... NO! What have you done?!" She screamed, both in horror and rage. She tried to dash to the door and open it, but was beaten to it by a large, gloved hand, banging the giant door closed, the hinges rattled from the Sheer force.

Gloves...

Those were his military gloves, her mind provided, covered in blood, leaving a red trail on the door as his hand slid down.

His arms sneaked around her, holding her.

"NO! LET ME GO!!! MURDERER, MONSTER!!!" The last remaining Hyuga of the household screamed eyes blurred from the tears streaming relentlessly down her features. "MAMA, PAPA!!! NEE-SAMA, HELP, PLEASE!!!"

She kept thrashing and screaming for help, trying to get out of the Pink-Haired monster's grip, which wouldn't budge the slightest at her attempts to free herself. Sakuro put the gun back under his shirt, held by the belt, and fully embraced her from the back, letting them sink to the floor, his body protectively, almost possessively wrapped around her, his monstrous strength keeping the weeping woman in place.

She kept screaming but to no avail.

Sakuro thanked the heavens at that moment that the Family was on a vacation by the seaside, where they had a place far away from the mainland of the beach, by the sea. A separate place where nobody would bother them, and a place where nobody would hear a gunshot and screams...

Her screams turned into hoarse cries, and the hoarse cries turned into hiccups.

Then

Silence...

Finally gathering the courage, he turned her face towards him, moving the stray hairs out of her beautiful face with one gloveless finger.

Completely clean and warm.

How absurd...

her eyes dulled, out of energy, her mind fogging between consciousness and the dreamland.

"It's ok, It's all over now, I'm here..." He said, his face warm, beautiful, soft mint now a shade of viridian under the moonlight that peaked through from the giant window of the door.

This was the Sakuro She knew, the one she fell in love with, she mused once again in her mind, her hand, drained, reached up to touch his bloodied cheek, her mind in a state of dilemma.

Was this a dream? a nightmare? it had to be.

She would wake up, she knew it, she just needed to close her eyes.

"Why...?" She asked, her voice hoarse. She felt like claws were scratching down her vocal cords, if she talked louder, she thought vaguely, she was sure they would snap.

"Because you are mine and mine only. I won't let anyone else have you, Because I Love You... and won't let even your family or god take you away from me if he came down." He smiled, gently kissing her forehead.

Then his face darkened "If you're not willing to be with me, even if I go to hell for my actions, I will hunt you down and take you down with me because there is no me without you, and I won't let anyone have you..

Because I Love You, More than you can ever imagine, my moonshine..." He said in a gentle voice, but Y/N could see, even at the state of passing out, that there was a darker intent.

Because I Love You, Huh...?

she saw his eyes, then the moon rising perfectly between the glass, illuminating where they sat,

Then...

Darknesss...

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OMGOMGOMGOMG, MY FIRST YANDERE MINI-FIC!!!!!

EEEEEE!!!!

Enjoooyyyy <3

[thegongoozlerreacts]

Sky: Children of the Light - Season of Revival

HELLO I JUST LOGGED INTO SKY TO DO MY DAILIES N THEN ALL OF A SUDDEN IT REMINDED ME OF SEASON OF REVIVAL BEING OUT

and i was like 'oh cool new season!' aND THEN A PORTAL JUST RISES OUT OF THE SEA ???? CRAZY

spoilers for everything under the cut

im excited for the new season but im mostly excited for the new shoes cosmetics >:)))))

anyways time to go through the new portal

ok in a completely new area

ooh the symbol glowing underneath where my character appeared?? so cool

giant ominous building looming over me, an island surrounded by a sea of clouds

super aesthetic

oh a spirit memory stature thing

fascinating, the statue reveals a child(?) spirit

they seem to recognize the red candle we used to light the statue

time to follow them into the ominous building

ahh they needed the candle to open the door

'??? | A hidden refuge, lost to time' bro :(( why did that hit me in the feels

the fact that it doesnt even really have a name, and the season guide's reaction to seeing it :(( i feel so bad

i guess the season will revolve around 'reviving' the area ?? like restoring it back to its original glory

'Hopeful Steward' aww bro thats so cute

ok time for the first quest

AWW MY SKYKID HOLDING THEIR HAND OUT TO HOPEFUL STEWARD <333

ok theres a place im supposed to go but first i want to explore

theres a little waterfall area, a fountain(??) in the center, and those manta shrine things (like the ones in daylight prairie)

ooh theres like little houses/rooms built into the side of the hills there's rubble blocking the entrances to them tho oof

ok time to actually continue on w the quest

another spirit statue

hey isnt that a past spirit guide ?!??! also aww theyre friends w the Hopeful Steward

going into a house now

oh no its overrun with the darkness plants :(( STOP THIS IS SO SAD

its ok dont worry i have the power of arson time to burn all these plants bwahahha

nice i burned away all the darkness and now the spirit is showing me a floating chair OOH IF I SIT ON THE CHAIR I HAVE ACCESS TO THE HAIR COSMETICS

ohhhh he's like a hairstylist omg thats so cool

oh hey the atmosphere's a little brighter outside and !! theres a pink plant growing outside the hairstylist's barbershop(??)!! cool

ooh and theres a flag too signifying that its like a barbershop

OOOH THE WINDOWS ARE LIT UP NOW NICE

alright, thats all for the 1st quest of Season of Revival!! im excited for the rest of the quests and how the place is gonna look at the end of the season!

ohoho whats this?? theres another open door on the side of the left hill

the sign next to it bears this season's symbol time to go in!!

ooh its like a dressing room kinda?? theres cosmetics on mannequins and like,, theyre all very dramatic names that basically mean the same thing of being a remnant of a lost village but its all said in different ways and im laughing at it

the cosmetics look REALLY nice tho time to browse im definitely aiming for the shoe cosmetic (the free one LOL) ooh and also the origami boat hat, so cute!!

alright, i think thats all for now

i'll post about this again when the next quest arrives, byebye!!

[h3rmitsunited]

Tears of the Kingdom spoilers below (just some more thoughts as I play)

I'm having a blast but I'm also so tired because I have been staying up way too late playing this awesome game.

I forgot that I got botw like a year after it came out so I wasn't in the like play it as fast as you can to avoid spoilers mode and took my time with it, and now I'm like why is it taking so long I need to get through everything and play every hour but ahh I have work and sleep and responsibilities ahh

Other than that it's great

And creepy

Gosh I'm such a wimp about the like fighty stuff and the depth and the HANDS! the hands are so creepy and I hate them oh my gosh and they grab you and I panic and die

Hate them

I think I have two more towers to unlock the whole map which is fun

I am constantly low on stamina stuff because paragliding everywhere is literally all I do why would you run around on the stupid ground

Just finished the water temple and I loved how they did it up in the sky like design wise and like it was cool most of the time hopping around and using the waterfalls but with the more precise jumps I hated it and fighting the little sludge man was so frustrating. Why is he so fast at least he hopped around to get away from you unlike the thunder guy from botw

Also major major spoilers

I got the tear vision with the sword and zelda like I know what to do and oh my god guys is zelda going to turn into the dragon? Don't spoil if you know but I feel like she's that light dragon I saw flying around. Because they talked about in the visions about people turning into immortal dragons and losing themselves and oh my god is zelda a dragon?

If she is she better turn back or ill be so sad

Also also the dream house is a cool idea but also why no windows or different colors or like a single tree outside. It looks so bare in the giant plot and there's just nothing around. Not a major complaint I probably won't use the house a whole lot I like that you can put a horse in there

Also I never shipped Sidon and link but I can see it in this one lol he literally gets on his knee makes a sacred vow and gives link a fancy ring. And the statue... come on man

Next step I wanna try and land on the light dragon I know what it's got on it and I wanna get it.

[mikka-minns]

Vietnamese mythology is diverse and has many gods, some belong to religions too but here are the Mainstream ones that are told in Myths and ones I know a lot about as a Kid:

_The 2 Creation Gods, the Sea Dragon God and Mountain Fairy, who had 100 children who became the Vietnamese people and technically that's how Vietnam was founded, basically they gave birth to this country mythologically

_The Mountain God who fought with the Water God over a Human Princess for becoming her husband, he's a Himbo, the Hero of the story, well that's it, there isn't much on him I can cover but I'm really cool with him, oh yeah he also owns a huge Mountain Range here, which is called the Ancestor of all Mountains in Vietnam

_The mentioned Water God, a really cool villain, I like him, he's the OG Romance Sad Boy cause he didn't win in that Bride dispute hence he still loves the Human Princess, VERY petty ass bitch if you ask me, well he did almost drown this whole country in the Sea back in the Bride dispute so yeah, who says you can't be both sad and also a bitch? Well I mean I like him but I can't forget this Guy can drown the country cause he didn't get the Girl, still love him though, he's so Babygirl, reminds me of me

_Super cool Heavenly King God of War, he's a National Idol no joke, he's literally the Youth Spirit Symbol here, the Youth sport festivals have his name in it too, he also represents the National Spirit of Protection against Invaders because he's very well known for appearing at the time the Country was ravaged by wars and invaders, got a sick ass Iron Horse that can breath Fire, he uses bamboos as his weapon which is a huge cultural symbol here. He's a Youth Spirit cuz his human age is 3 years old, he's similar to Nezha in a way, they have vastly different tales and personalities ofc. He's also known for being a giant so I think he's physically bigger than the last two gods I mentioned, oh yeah he's WAY MORE OF A BIG SHOT THAN THE LAST TWO, cuz we have statues of him all over the country, I have one at my place too, as well as streets named after him, I mean he and the Mountain God belong to the 4 Immortals, 4 major gods in Vietnamese religions, ofc that Mountain God also has his own temples too (Well I have never seen the Mountain God statue before but considering how ancient he is and how he's very important in the Vietnamese religion, I think he's just as well loved)

_The Marriage God, who's also one of the 4 Immortals and he's Himbo no.2, he and the Mountain God actually married human princesses of the same family so yeah THAT'S SOMETHING HERE, apparently Humans and Gods can just get married and everyone is super cool with it in Vietnam as opposed to how it's mainly forbidden in Chinese myths. Where's my God husband?!!! Maybe it's because I'm just a normal gal, not a Princess so yeah ༎ຶ⁠‿⁠༎ຶ, even though I don't think ranks matter that much, Gods can love anyone they want. Btw he's actually interesting in that he's a Male God and the God of Marriage, I usually think that normally Goddesses are responsible for Marriage but who say a God can't be a God of Marriage

Oh yeah the 4 Immortals are also embodiments of the conceptual values of Vietnamese culture.

The last of the 4 Immortals I didn't talk much of is a Heavenly Princess or a Mother Goddess, she's the only Goddess of the 4 Immortals, she was more recently considered a member of the 4 Immortals as the other three male gods have been there since Ancient times and she was also said to be an actual historical figure too, I'm not very familiar with her since I only talked about Mythical Gods I've been familiar with since I was a kid

These realy are intresting!

And i can see some similarities with mythologies from others countries and cultures(tho mostly all of them do overlap at some point. Seems even myths have cliches)

Im genuenly suprised no one has done anything with it, there's a lot of material

Sidenote: i do think gods not being allowed to marry outside of thier kind is mainly a Chinese thing because in all the other myths that i know gods make kids to animals even😭

[someonewhos-world]

TWIN HEADCANONS

Slow ass tumblr isn't gonna stop me

>Jett and Jack are Puerto Rican and Italian

>Jett babysits for a family that lives a floor under their apartment and Jack tags along bc he loves to tire out the kids while Jett takes care of the baby.

>Three cats,one dog, two boys and one very overworked mom? Giant nap pile in the living room.

>Jack works nightshifts which works bc hes a night owl but also really bad bc he has school the very next day but also good bc less people yk

>Jett sticks to the babysitting, it feeds into his napping habits because by the time the parents show up, it's just this scary looking teenager on their couch, baby against his side with its head supported on his elbow and two kids watching old cartoons like looney tunes or Tom and Jerry.

>They did eventually move back to New York after a few years, they loved Canada but New York will always be their home.

>BROOKLYN BABIES they live by old Fulton by the waters.

>Internshipping with Chris?? Yk how he forgot to feed the interns that one episode? Yeah, Jett was running on a caffeine high and Jack was foaming at the mouth like an animal with rabies bc he had too much candy.

>those crashes were the worst bc they looked dead and it took a while to recover

>Genderswapped tho???

>Jess' cats are the dumbest motherfuckers known to man. They somehow end up in Canada at Jody's place for food.

>Jace's cat is the only normal one. Mostly. If it isnt the middle of the night.

>Back to normal, them cats are crazy but they also have a dog. His name is Wally :3

>The boys love their pets, although Jack wont stop feeding the pigeons outside so ig they have birds too.

>Jack came out those sewers dressed like a ninja turtle and Jett pulled up with a hotdog.

>The twins didnt use the steel wool rope Cheis had. They're new Yorkers. New Yorkers find ways to graffiti on trains that are in the air and on buildings they probably dont live in.

>wait

>sorry I remembered how a lady climbed onto the statue of Liberty in protest. Bc the twins scamper up the statue like squirrels.

>Jett definitely has blackmail on people. Because he talked to Sierra.

>Jack is still afraid of Sierra. Very afraid. Jett is mostly indifferent now but. He can feel the glare sometimes on his back when he talks to Cody.

>genderswapped twins are the same. No matter the gender, the twins fear Sierra and her strength. Never her height, they think shes cool for being tall but they fear her strength and mindset. She's unpredictable and they grew up with unpredictable. They dont like her.

>when Jett naps, Jack sits with him and the cats join. Wally joins too but he wakes Jett up by accidentally smothering him bc hes a very big dog.

>Jack never naps, hes running on sugar and a will to live.

>Jett runs on one iced vanilla frappuccino.

>Jack can be very mean, when push comes to shove. Hes gonna shove and hes gonna shove hard. He will defend people and wont hesitate to get nasty

>Jett has a soft side, he's open to those who need a shoulder to vent to. He'd have his headphones on but when he tilts his head towards you, you know hes listening.

>they dont know how weather works. Not all the time.

That's all I have for today!! I'll reblog this and add more when I come up with more!! You're also open to make headcanons of your own about the twins or ask about them!!

[jackhues]

nhl fan fair day 4 thoughts!

i have too much in my head and i need to get it all down

first off, go > ttc in terms of occasional travel. the stations are a little confusing bcz i'm used to the ttc, but the trains are clean and no one's trying to fight you. for daily travel tho: ttc

there were SO MANY jerseys, which is expected, but i wish i could've taken pictures with all of them because there were some SIICK ones.

natalie spooner and emma maltais were signing things today, and after getting my ticket scanned, i let a duo in front of me, not realizing it was them. and then i realized on the first escalator and proceeded to internally freak out for the rest of the way down

i was debating saying hi, but they were in conversation and i was so nervous, i let it go.

five minutes later i saw them at the signing booth and told them.

they were sooo sweet, gave me an extra signed copy of their cards, and we took a few pics. i told spooner we went to the same high school and she was so happy. my hands were shaking the whole time

the stanley cup exhibit is SO COOL. they had old games/highlights projected on the wall, and then they had pics of players carrying the stanley cup. they had so many different trophies, i wanted to cry in awe.

the giant drew house bear was there.

the jerseys were very expensive

the mascots were so freaking cool, went down the red carpet and entered the rink. carlton got so many applause

gritty/iceburgh prolly got the second most applause.

iceburgh went around giving ppl air kisses and drawing a heart in the air, he did it to me and i did one back

gritty twerked against the glass right in front of me

GRITTY HAS A SECURITY GUARD

no joke, some guy dressed like secret services was following him around the entire time

the mascots did musical chairs, which was a lot of fun. gritty was twerking around the rink and his security guy stood with a sign that said reserved and when the music stopped, gritty took that spot.

after that, gritty moved the chair, which the ref said was disqualifying. and he was out.

s.j. sharkie was put in a timeout

youppi, the canadiens mascot, got confused and joined the musical chairs game for the wrong division. he was removed mid game

the bruins mascot was the last american mascot in the atlantic division and when the guy announced that, everyone booed

it came down to the bruins mascot and carlton the bear for the atlantic division and carlton won!

at one point, carlton moved the chair and when the other mascot tried to argue, the ref said nope, home ice advantage

anyways, carlton won most valuable mascot (i love that bear)

the mascots went back down the ice, and gritty gave me a high five. my cousin was wearing a flyers jersey and gritty kissed him

the giant cheetos statue was v popular and lots of ppl wanted pics with it. it was cool tbh

the kids playing street hockey were good

there were so many little hockey games all around that were absolutely amazing. i tried out the vr and it's... an experience

also made my own hockey card

met some leafs alum and saw the dressing room replica

food was hella overpriced and nothing from outside allowed in

honestly, it was great! i had a lot of fun and i wish i bought tickets for the longer days but i had no time 🥲 but this was really cool to see just a bunch of 'hockey'. i think fan fair was a success, i loved it! i'm gonna go through my pics and vids and see what i can post on here <3