#and i forgot the 3rd option again

[yurislava]

should I change my user to yurislava

(-slava is a common name ending in slavic languages. literal translation is 'glory')

[zenith-at]

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Meet a quail and your feelings will start to make more sense.

[aluria-sevhex]

HELL FUCKING YESSSSSSSS

hey if you wanna read all of my posts as i play through ISAT, they are all tagged as #Aluria plays ISAT for the first time (please don't spoil)

notes:

-aight i'm back yippee

-title theme my beloved

-i always find it so funny when an enemy tries to freeze Mira

-gonna try this boss again

-ok i think i'll just replay Floor 3 on this loop instead of looping forward after i find out another one of Bonnie's favorite foods so i can build up everybody's stats

-OH. BONNIE OVERHEARD THE DEATH CONVERSATION.

-heh Bonnie slapped Siffrin

-uh... the audio is REALLY ominous...

-oh, Bonnie...

-WAIT WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT DID I JUST LOOP SLIGHTLY BACK IN THE PAST?

-Siffrin you ok i don't think that was helping ur mental health issues your eye is covered in shadow in your dialogue portrait

-i will once again NOT kill Siffrin via anaphylaxis. i will take the fish head

-...i didn't. get info on Bonnie's favorite foods this time.

-ok according to the save screen that didn't count as a loop

-anyway time to try looping to get the Bonnie snack info

-hey... the Tear dialogue isn't as silly anymore (it just says yes or no without the 'looping time' or 'living time')

-hey i didn't skip any loops this time!

-time to kill this pair of assholes again

-"carry my ashes with you" aw that's a sweet dialogue option

-i am so tempted to kill Siffrin. but i won't.

-awwww... i talked to Bonnie and now Sif is comforting them

-ok how the fuck do i get the info. BONNIE PLS.

-hold up. does Siffrin no longer nod when zoning out? :((((

-WAIT FUCK DID I FORGET TO GET THE KEY ON FLOOR 2.

-...Mira's roommate. was learning to make bombs. why???

-lol Isa knows how to make a bomb

-Mira has anti-anxiety meds. this makes a lot of sense tbh

-...what are these papers for???

-so i decided to try using the silver coin since a person said that you can do something with it related to the croissant lore. and it said "you think about the Incident" or smth like that lol

-lol Sif forgot the term 'stuffed animal'

-idk why but it feels like a lot of Craft skills are like. slower. or have bigger cooldowns in Act 3. even tho i KNOW they don't and my brain is fucking with me

-ok the game accounted for the key thing

-in the bathroom again

-Sif is calming themself again and figuring out what to do

-Siffrin, self-loathing and calling yourself stupid won't help :(

-i zoned out at some minor dialogue but i don't remember what the dialogue was the first time so i am fucking clueless about what was going on with a choice i made. sorry Mira idk why i 'saved you' by smacking your mouth ;_;

-i love getting to obliterate weaker Rock enemies with Paper α V

-i have now gotten Sif to level 60

-sometimes it's nice to take a break and talk to Loop

-wait a sec. doesn't one of the lower floors have a sharpening stone?

-ok it's been a while and now i have everybody back to level 52. time to kick the asses of the 3rd floor boss

-ooo Odile got a new skill

-time for the last snack break!

-Bonnie's upset now because i didn't try the fritters D:

-time to face the King again... and hopefully talk to him

-welp. *that* didn't work

-oh nvm now i can ask him questions via the Craft menu!

-you. you can give the King the flower.

-yeah the characters have a point! why Vaugarde specifically?

-the King is NOT responsible but he says Siffrin has an odd smell. huh... the only other things where an odd smell has been noted is Bonnie saying the star crest Sadnesses smell odd... but if Sif had that smell then it would've been noticed sooner...

-dude. how rude to say that if Siffrin doesn't understand Time Craft they can't understand the King's methods. maybe i should read more on Time Craft in one of the libraries? or that one book on craftonomy...

-the "you have heard this before" for zoning out got more and more annoyed

-once again. what does the King need to say?

-hm i was talking to Odile and Bonnie piped in really excitedly that they have more pineapple in their pocket

-GOD FUCKING DAMMIT MIRABELLE I LOVE YOU BUT YOU STOPPED ISA'S CONFESSION ToT

-time to talk to Euphrasie and loop again ig

-hey what's that in her hair?

-"you inhale sharply, almost choking on the smell of burnt sugar around you" BURNT SUGAR BURNT SUGAR THAT'S THE SMELL OF TIME SHENANIGANS AS SEEN WITH THOSE SADNESSES

-SAY SOMETHING ELSE EUPHRASIE

-how do i get the familytale?

-ok i talked to Odile and i'm gonna help her!

-am i gonna have to go all over town for this?

lmao yeah i think i will

-oh hey the wizard-loving kid is named Manon

-oh my god. i have to go back to the boulanger

-FINALLY

-:O THERE IS NO RESEARCH???

-oh THAT'S why Odile is in Vaugarde

-oh... her mom left... all of her travels here have been to try to reconnect with that part of her...

-HEY SIFFRIN I AM ONCE AGAIN ASKING WHERE THE *FUCK* ARE YOU FROM?

-damn. bro has amnesia

-LMAO I ASKED MIRA ABOUT THE PAPERS AND THE BATTLE THEME STARTED

-...bonding proposals???

-oh my god Mira joined a dating website group

-"we have one of those at home"

-"oh, i don't have a type! i like all kinds of people equally!" is this in a bi way or an aro way

-YEAH AROMANTIC REPRESENTATION

-DIVERSITY WIN! THE KICKASS HANDMAIDEN WHO'S IMMUNE TO BEING FROZEN IN TIME AND THE SORT-OF CHOSEN ONE IS ARO!!! I FUCKING CALLED IT YEAHHHHHHHH :D

-oh, Mira :( you're not the problem you don't have to do anything like that you're not comfortable with

-hm this game is dealing with personal identity a lot

-:( :( :( oh, Mira...

-DIVERSITY WIN!!! THE SKETCHY WANDERER STUCK IN A TIME LOOP WITH MENTAL HEALTH PROBLEMS IS ACE!!!

-MY BLORBOS ARE ACE AND AROACE FUCK YEAH I AM SO HAPPY

-FUCK IT I'M POSTING NOW

SERIOUSLY THO I DON'T THINK I CAN ACCURATELY CONVEY HOW FUCKING HAPPY THIS PART IS MAKING ME. TWO OF MY FAVORITES ARE ACE AND AROACE HELL FUCKING YES

[therobotmonster]

So... Shapeways is going bankrupt.

This is particularly irksome for me, as that's a good 1/3rd of my monthly income, so I'm crossing my fingers while I start setting up a new store on cults. I have literally thousands of items so getting them all up is going to take ages.

But why did this happen?

Well I'll fucking tell you what I think happened.

It was a company run on arrogance and cowardice.

Shapeways made its mark as the cafepress of 3d printing. The weight of this was their marketplace that let people sell prints directly to customers without having to do the printing themselves. At its peak, I made more from Shapeways than from my day job.

The problem was that Shapeways put zero effort into the marketplace. They'd send some of us to a con to promote the idea of 3d printing game minis a couple of times, sure, but when it came to actual site maintenance and design every suggestion and request by sellers was roundly ignored. We asked for better search and categorization options. We asked to be able to name variants in our stores. We asked for better communication from the print techs. We asked for accurate subcategories that actually reflected how customers looked for items. None of it was done.

As such, the site was baffling to customers and difficult to understand. This was made worse by Shapeways' continual renaming of their materials. So after a couple of years Shapeways announces that they're not going to do anything for the marketplace because it's underperforming, and are going to focus on B2B, and in doing so they buried the marketplace in a tiny little link on the front page.

Overnight sales plummeted. We complained again, nothing was done. We asked for a different URL that went straight to the marketplace (something that would literally cost them $80 to do) that we could direct customers to, we were ignored.

The marketplace is underperforming, so we won't put in the effort needed to make the marketplace perform. Makes perfect sense.

Prices go up. Shipping goes up substantially, and then it was a thousand little cuts. The auto-checks were altered to make it impossible to verify anything manually with any accuracy, so it became harder to design for the limitations of their printers.

The site slowed down substantially so every click had a several second pause, making shopping and maintaining frustrating and unpleasant. Shipping costs to many areas of the world became insanely high, effectively cutting off entire markets.

Want to not be Shapeways? Then remember this:

Your users know more about your site experience and their own needs than you do.

If you have a sales site, and the people selling through it say "this isn't working, we need this" then maybe you should listen to them and not just say 'you're wrong' to their faces.

Oh, and also, if goddamn Rolls-Royce comes in filing false DMCA claims over the use of the word "Phantom" in any context on your site, you don't take every item through a multiple day review for every edit and say "LOL, we can't do anything"

You take them to court for abusing the system on behalf of your user base, you fucking bootlicking cowards.

OH, AND I ALMOST FORGOT!

I HAD TO FIND OUT ABOUT THIS FROM A DM ON TWITTER.

They've sent me a check every month for half a decade and they don't even send a "We're closing shop" email.

Look upon my prints, ye mighty, and despair.

If you want to help me though the meantime, here's my paypal.me and my gofundme.

[stars-n-spice]

Oough,, hear me out-

Bad Ending Bad Batch AU.

Bad Ending Batch? Bad² Batch? I swear I had a cooler name before but I forgot it-

Because I was thinking about like a Bad Endings AU for my ocs and then had an idea to make one for the Bad Batch as well.

Essentially,, it'd be like,, Imperial!Bad Batch - but also like,, okay hear me out:

Hunter:

Literally just Imperial!Hunter

Maybe in this AU at the end of S1 when they capture Hunter and bring him back to Kamino they mess with his chip and he becomes an operative

And oh BOY is he a very useful weapon for the Empire with his heightened senses and all of that

Echo:

In this AU Echo never made it out of the stasis chamber (oof)

Ended up stuck in there and at the end of the war, even if they didn't really need his strategies anymore, they decided to keep him

Then he becomes "The Algorithm" or something and they continue to seep information out of him that could help

Eventually they probably take him out of the chamber and use him as an operative as well since he was an ARC Trooper and therefore highly skilled

Like,, Winter Soldier-esque probably because they have to brainwash him or something since his chip probably doesn't work

Wrecker:

I mean,, we got a glimpse of what he'd be like in this AU in canon

And it's basically just that

This AU is "what if they never got Wrecker's chip out?" sort of deal

They pull a "he's too far gone" and for their safety bolt out of there, leaving Wrecker

Eventually he makes his way back to the Empire and starts to do work for them and is a fucking FORCE of nature

Like,, holy shit,,

Tech:

Return of CX-2

He'd be the last of his brothers to fall (lmao literally) into the hands of the Empire

Bad Batch Bad Ending AU is basically just,, Tech Lives AU but as CX-2

Probably gets paired with Crosshair a lot on missions and they are both forces to be reckoned with

Crosshair:

He's basically the same (as in like S1 and half of S2 Crosshair)

MAYBE there's the chance that he "gets better" but this is the Bad Endings AU so like,, psshh that doesn't happen

No they keep messing with his chip and he becomes worse

Loyal to the Empire to a fault would fucking die for them if the time came

Nothing you say or do will sway him

Omega:

Okay so like,, I'm thinking in this AU either she 1) ends up staying on Kamino and eventually starts to work in the science division of the Empire when she's a bit older (like Emerie) and then is subjected to experiments once they realize she's got a compatible M-Count

OR 2) she DOES leave with her brothers but then slowly loses them one by one to their chip/the Empire until she's all alone again and after failed attempts to save them she finds Boba instead and stays with him (and Bossk or Cad Bane or whoever) and becomes a bounty hunter like Boba

You could even have a 3rd option where you mush those two together - she escapes the Imperial facility and THEN finds Bossk and Boba or like,, idk one or the other of the first two

Might make designs for them later idk.

Feel free to add on any other ideas though!!

[mrsjavierp]

Where you belong?

Chapter 11 - Hell and Back

Javier Peña x latin!f!reader

Summary: Running away from life as you always knew to start a new position as Head Chief on a DEA Office, far away, on Colombia. There, you'll face violence, as you never thought you could. There, you'll meet Javier Peña, your stubborn agent...

Warnings (to the whole fic): +18!, MDNI!, age gap, angst, smut, cheating, last relationships, prostitution, violence, dub-con, drug dealing - Narcos Universe, bad spanish, english is my second language, use of Y/N and Y/LN. No physical description of the reader, only clothes (sometimes). The POVs are shifting between reader (first person and Narrator in 3rd person)

(If I forgot anything, tell me, pls!)

Word Count: 2,8k

A/N: I'm sorry for keeping you waiting, loves! so much happened: i started a new job, i'm studying again, so i'm on crazy hours... anyway, i just hope you like it!

Dividers: @saradika-graphics

Tag: @creedslove | @pedrostories | @mjoee13 | @immyowndefender | @iamsherlocked-1998 | @pedroswife69 | @szde8-blog |

Narrator’s POV

After you busted out of your own office, your mind was rushing, thinking about what to do, people to alert. Ben was, indeed, dangerous, and he had help getting out.

Who's help was the most important and dangerous thing to know.

It had to be big.

Javier counted up until 10 and went up to look for you.

When Javier started to get closer to his and Steve's desk, Steve said:

“Archive room, Peña. But hey, I need to talk to you later.”

Javier just nodded, not being able to relate what Steve meant by that.

As Javier stepped into the messy room, it looked like a messy library.

“Missed me?” - a female voice called Javi, as random hands tried to grab him.

“What the fuck!” - He yelled, dodging the touch. The lights were off, he didn't see who touched him at first, but he knew it wasn't you: the perfume was wrong.

“Oh, Javi, it's me, Valerie… I missed you…” - her voice was making both of you sick. You were jealous, Javi was nauseated.

She tried to kiss him again, but he took a step back.

“Don't touch me, Valerie. Back the hell off!”

You were hidden in the back, hugging your file, hearing Valerie and Javier.

You didn't know what to do, so you waited. You took a breath, calming yourself down.

Your mind was going crazy enough.

“Was there anyone who he didn't sleep with? Oh fuck!” - you thought.

“But Javi…” - her whine annoyed both of you. If you rolled your eyes, Javier probably did the same.

“Valerie, leave me the hell alone! You were a quicky in this archive room. Don't flatter yourself.” - Javier were really fucking rude with her.

You heard steps in heels leaving and the door shutting.

You almost wished to see her face.

“Cariño, I know you're here. I'm not leaving until you act like a goddamn grown-up!” - Javier yelled at you.

“I don't wanna talk, Peña. Not now. I don't wanna say or do anything I might regret.” - You continued to hide.

“Cariño, don't make me find you. You're not gonna like me when I'm mad.” - his tone seemed serious. - “I know I went behind your back, but so did you. It's your last chance to appear.”

You didn't move.

“Your funeral, cariño. Ready or not, here I go…” - He spoke to the darkness.

It felt like a sick joke to you: play hide and seek with Javier.

God, you wish you could kill him.

You had two options: escape the archive room and, by all means, escape once more of Javier or let him catch you.

You scoffed low.

“As if I'd let you win, Peña… Come and get me.” - You thought.

You both started a kind of hunt: you had to get out through the door and Javier had to catch you before it. The room was poorly illuminated by hot, weak yellow lights, while filled with bookshelves and file storage cabinets.

And lots of paper, of course.

You could almost feel Javier get too close sometimes, when you realized: your heels were the ones to blame - clapping on the floor, telling on you.

You took them off, fast and as quietly as you could, and tiptoed around the room, like a kitten.

“Cariño, you can't hide forever… If not now, it's gonna be way worse when I have time to plan on what to do.” - He spoke again, in a way that mixed pain and pleasure, like only Javier knew how.

It went straight to your folds, as if he was just right next.

Any sound seemed like a loud noise and you were trying so hard to keep it down… It all felt like a labyrinth, messing up your senses.

Even breathing was loud.

Your muscles tensed up, you really felt like a prey, a little bunny being hunted by a wolf.

God knows Javier wouldn't have mercy on you. And you needed to buy time.

For a moment, you felt you could run to the door, felt hope that Javier would only hear the door closing and you could escape.

And you did: you ran, but as you arrived at the door, you felt Javier’s hands on your waist, holding you against him.

And as on the first night, you were pressed on the door, facing him. Your file and your shoes were all over the floor.

You could feel his hot breath on you, his body tensed as he touched you. Javier’s blood was boiling with rage and desire.

“Gotcha, cariño… You're gonna hear me, whether you like it or not." - He whispered in your ear.

You tried to move your body, but Javier turned your back to him, held your hands tight and threw his body on you, making it even harder for you to do anything.

Truth be told, he manhandled you like he would do to a criminal.

“Peña, we're here for too long, we need to get out…” - You were nervous, your mind struggling to make a point, while he held you and you could smell his perfume mixed with his scent and sweat, his dick going even harder in your ass. - “It's been too long already, people will talk… We can talk about it later, at my place…” - you're trying to make a deal.

But your voice was barely a whisper.

“No, cariño. You had your shot.” - Javier grunted. - “I'm done with your running away. I'm gonna make my point now, and you're going to pay attention. Are we clear?”

You swallowed hard and nodded positively.

He pinned you with his hips, pissed. You could feel his length getting harder and bigger. Unconsciously, you arched your back like a cat, letting him go further.

Be damned the moment you decided to use pants.

“Words, cariño… Are you gonna listen to me?”

“Yeah, Peña, I'll listen.” - your voice was still low and weak.

It's not like you had a choice, anyway.

“No, cariño, I'm not Peña now. Do it over.”

Javier, for the first time, was being ruthless against you.

“Yes, Javi, I'll listen.”

“See? You really can be a good girl when you want to… Now, here's the thing: We're gonna discuss it in more detail, but, for now, I'm gonna sum it up. I know a little about you and your ex… I know he was a dirty cop, I know you arrested him. Yes, to me, that note was a threat, since we discovered together that he's out. That's what I know. Yes, I went behind your back and talked to Joe about it, I called him. And yes, before we found out about Ben, I was jealous. It's been two months and I already feel like you're mine.” - His tone was low and deep. He said those words, and you wanted to believe him, but you were afraid.

“Peña, I…”

His grip tightened around your fists.

“No, cariño, I'm not Peña now.” - He repeated.

“Javi, come on… I need to get back to work.” - neither you could convince yourself.

“We'll be back in a few, cariño. First things first… Tell me you understood what I said.”

“I did, Javi.” - You continued to feel him getting under your skin. - “Javi, please…”

“Good girl, cariño… Do you believe me?”

His question was sincere. He needed you to believe him.

And as much as your brain insisted you didn't, your heart responded for you:

“I do. I wish I didn't, but I do.”

He also believed you. Javier knew how hard it was for you to admit it, and he would take it under consideration when he punishes you.

His grip loses a bit, so he could hold you with just one of his hands and grab your hair.

God, if you could, you would kill him: you were supposed to be mad, not horny… You could feel your core getting even wetter.

“You're, indeed, such a good girl when you wanna be, cariño…” - he had such a husky voice. It went straight to your folds, as your pussy clenched over nothing. - “After our shift today, I'm going to your place, with a good bottle and an even better cigar. And we're gonna actually have a full conversation about it. Be home at 7.”

You gulped, overwhelmed and sensitive.

“Yes, Javi.”

Javier let go of you, slowly. He got on his knees, just like the first time, as you turned to look at him.

You wanted him to do what he did best: make you cum.

He picked up your heels, put them on your feet, one by one, calmly. He picked up your file, got up, handed to you and said:

“You can go now.” - He got up and kept a friendly distance, as if you never touched each other.

“Why are you so far away, you're not even kissing me goodbye?” - you complained, feeling empty without his touch.

“I'm not touching you again, at least not until we walk through this.”

You roll your eyes, annoyed, and left for your office, banging the door.

At 18:55, you were already at home, ready and waiting for Javier.

“That bastard…” - you cursed Javier.

You spent the whole day rubbing your thighs against each other, craving for Javier. Unholy be that man, who not only teased you in that archive room, but during the day, saying things in a way that kept you still throbbing… Your mind played with his words, his discreet, yet noticed by you, looks, lightly touches that no other human being would suspect.

At seven o'clock sharp, Javier knocked at your door. As you opened the door, he was holding an incredible bottle of whiskey and your favorite cigar.

“Are you gonna let me in?” - he asked, with a playful tone that, right now, you were hating.

“That depends, Peña… Where you want to come in?”- your words had the same tone he used the whole day.

He raised his eyebrows and responded:

“For now? At your apartment, cariño.”

You take a step back and let him in.

At that point, he knew where you kept your things, so he just went to the kitchen cabinet and picked up the scotch glasses and your ashtray.

You observed Javier, it was kinda funny how he just belonged there.

It felt right.

Bother line painful right.

“There you go, cariño. It's probably older than you, this one.” - He handed you a scotch glass, and raised his. - “A toast?”

“To?”

“Solving things up.”

You toasted with him, in silence.

Your mind was still rushing from all that had happened.

“So… Who's gonna start?” - Javier asked as you sat down on the couch.

“I'll, Javi. I gotta warn you, it's bad.”

Javier took a deep breath and held your hand.

“I'm here, cariño. I'm not gonna let anything happen to you.”

“Okay, Javi… Leave the questions to the end, please. I promise that I'll do my best to answer.”

Javier just nodded.

“My parents never wanted me to be a cop, but never prohibited me as well. They wanted me to be a lawyer or an ADA, whatever. I joined the academy at the same time as college. It was intense, but I knew I was at the right place. I met Ben as soon as I got into the academy. He was already an officer, just before he got promoted to be a detective. As we both know, the drug war is going nuts in the whole US… I was transferred to the DEA.”

You take a sip, as Javier observed you.

“Ben and I…” - you took a deep breath. - “We were an okay couple: people seemed to like us and I liked him. We had a normal life: dates, our families liked us and each other. Nothing alarming… But something always felt… Wrong. Ben never used the word “slut”, but his comments were things like: “why do you wanna try these things? Who fucked you like that?” Or “why do you need a vibrator, I'm not good enough for you?”... In such a mean tone, making me feel bad for having curiosity or desire.”

“Fucking asshole…” - Javier scoffed.

“Until I started an investigation among prostitutes and cicarios that traced all back here to Colombia. Ben wanted me to let him join the investigation, but I couldn't. He wasn't DEA… As it got bigger, we had a closed door operation… Looking back, the rumors started just after… I remember the looks, the pitty, the gossip.” - You scoffed, mocking yourself.

“Cariño…”

“Joe told you, didn't he?”

Javier just nodded.

“ ‘She's such a good cop, but can't even notice what's happening under her nose’ or ‘if he's doing this, probably isn't getting any at home’... but my favorite was ‘she probably knows and ignores it. A woman shouldn't be a cop.’... I only found out about it later. And Ben was so fake…” - your voice had a bitter tone. - “He pretended to support me. He wanted to know how it was going… He said he didn't mind me getting home late and leaving early. He knew it was temporary, that we were meant to be for life… God, how stupid was I…”

Javier tried to hug me, but I raised my hand, holding him back a bit.

“Until the investigation was always traced back to the same NYPD… Ben's station, by the way… Cops were involved, FBI got involved.”

Javi raised his eyebrows, knowing what that meant.

“Weeks later, the day to bust into the main brothel arrived. The adrenaline was so intense inside my veins… My gut was weird, like it was preparing me. We busted in, silent, aiming to the main office. I asked to lock all the “clients” room, arrested the main cicario, it was so satisfying… The clients tried to escape, but couldn't. Joe and I invaded Ben's room, by coincidence, it was the closest to the office. Joe arrested the prostitute and I slapped Ben's face. Joe knew better than saying anything. We had a fight, he tried to be violent to me… But I held him, my rage and frustration gave me the strength. When I showed up with him, everyone was in shock… We took everybody to the station to book'em, but the stupid rookie didn't search Ben properly, and he had a knife. The cicarios all had a specific signature knife, and as Ben was one of them, the cartel gave him one. I interrogated him, it escalated to a physical fight, when Joel and the others came in, he had stabbed me… but not before I gave him a few too…” - You laughed, a bit ironic.

“Joe didn't tell me he stabbed you, Y/N…”

“He feels guilty for it. He was supposed to be there with me, but I didn't let him.” - I responded.

I finally picked my file on the table and showed him a few pictures, investigation, data and records.

“Remember I said to you my brother is an ADA? He was the one who did the trial. It became a family matter… My brother sold himself to the devil to be the prosecutor on this case and it worked. I don't know what he did nor who he sucked up to, but it worked… Ben was convicted, but I don't know how or why he got out.”

“Fuck, cariño…” - Javier didn’t know what to do or what to say.

“I talked to him earlier, they all know, the FBI is protecting everyone's family. If I had to bet, the FBI is investigating something about the US’ judiciary and Ben is the bait.”

In an impulsive act, Javier hugged you, as if he was going to protect you from everything and everyone. His hand went to your scar, caressing it, his hand under your shirt.

You closed your eyes, feeling his soft touch, your eyes watering.

“You never asked about my scar…” - you said.

“Since you told me it was a field scar, I kinda just let it be.” - Javier admitted. - “Now that I know the story… I fucking hate your ex… More than when I talked to Joe.”

You giggle.

Javier caressed your face, played with your hair, like you're gonna break.

“Javi, I'm not a fragile little thing…” - You complained, while he was drying your tears.

“I know…” - He said, holding your cheek, looking deeply in your eyes. He knew you weren't, but he wanted and needed to take care of you.

You, in the other way, needed to feel alive again. You needed to make it hurt.

You needed Javier to make it hurt again.

“Javi...” - you started, with your eyes closed, almost purring. - “Make it go away, please.”

“Cariño, what do you mean?” - he asked, still holding your face in his hands.

“I need to feel alive again, Javi. Make me forget about everything… Make me hurt, please. Like that night, when we got back together.” - You put your hands on his, holding them.

“Cariño…”

“Please, Javi, please…” - You beg, looking at him, desperate.

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[voidartisan]

Rebel Dashboard Simulator

🦎 lekkuhaver

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this galaxy is so humancentric it hurts. "humanoid" this "near-human" that. don't care if they're the most abundant species overall they make up less than forty percent of sentient species. i hope you all realize how kriffing stupid you sound

🙍 steela-gerrera-lives Follow

i mean op makes a good point but aren't they also an order 66 apologist???

😎 free-dantooine-deactivated-7976-994-5

when will you idiots realize the Jedi were created to uphold the status quo. they were no better than stormtroopers and the galaxy is better off without them. fks

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the Jedi were a religious order???? not law enforcement???? stop spreading misinformation if you want ppl to take you seriously

the Jedi did have powers of arrest but that was because they were diplomats and bodyguards. they were arresting assassins, corrupt officials, mercenaries, slavers and crime bosses (y'know, people who were actually actively upholding and profiting off of oppressive social conditions), not shoplifters or protestors. the only reason that they came under Senate authority in the first place was because they were actively attempting to prevent themselves from becoming too powerful.

they were also second-class citizens in many ways (unpaid for their labor, no rep in the Senate despite depending on it for support, etc). stop slandering minority religious groups.

🦎 lekkuhaver

also here to say that even if the Jedi were law enforcement, the purge was still a genocide. they had centuries (if not millennia) of history, art, religious practice, and other culture that's just been completely erased. not to mention that literal CHILDREN were slaughtered during knightfall. kids incapable of what you're attributing to them.

#i mean I pretty much agree with the first point being a twi'lek myself #but can we stop misrepresenting the Jedi for two minutes??? #also don't go in the notes it's a bloodbath in there #tw:genocide #tw:child death #discourse tag #lekki talks

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thinking about dyeing my hair again but there are too many options

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help how do I spumblr

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this my little brother btw. you should welcome him with your bestworst anon hate

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#tooka #lothcat #cute #photography

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idk maybe i've been archiving suppressed clone wars records for too long. but. is it just me or is this shot of the Jedi general of the 3rd systems army kinda 👀

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holy force are there rebels young enough to not know who kriffing. obi-wan kenobi is

🎤 rebotastic Follow

great maker this image is giving me flashbacks to the jedi rpf discourse

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remember when that one spiktoker got investigated by the GAR during the clone wars for apparently including part of a classified holovid in one of their edits? those were the days

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you wouldn't last an hour in the asylum where they raised me

#FRRRRR #i still remember when rpf with him got popular #all of stewjonblr was flooded with asks about pet names in "stewjonian" #as if there's just one language and clan kenobi isn't incredibly large #encompassing multiple dialects #like girl even if i wanted to help you i couldn't #are u even sure he speaks his native language anymore. he was inducted as a toddler #anyway its too bad I got sick of his face seeing as he's a planetary treasure and all

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does anyone even like jogan fruit tho

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hey op who did you have to kill for that url

#mando heritage post #queue

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ngl I totally forgot this account existed

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Don't forget to visit the lower levels during your time with us! The garbage piles and casual violence due complete neglect by the planetary government are part of the charm!

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hey so what's up with this empire thing

#outer rim posting #this is satire to be clear

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🖋 set-vere-red-string

people on here really need to learn how to use a readmore link. I don't want to have to scroll past your entire bail organa x reader fic to find posts about the man's politics

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if I didn't want clones fraternizing with civilians then I simply would not clone the hottest man in the galaxy. rip to the kaminoans but i'm different

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hey bez not to kill the joke but. do you know what happened to kamino

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what do you mean. what. what happened

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DONT DO THIS TO ME I DIDJHNT KNOWKJ

#we are pretty good looking huh :)

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look. i've worked in a shipyard for a long time. i've seen a lot of stuff. but what the KARK is this

Read more

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looks like a YT-1300 light freighter. older correllian model, highly prized but not super common. it does have some uhhh interesting mods

#i LOVE yt-1300s #too bad you have to be either rich or a chronic gambler to get one these days

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anyone else seen this recording of palaptine tripping over his own robes yet

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omf no that's hilarious

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old prune had it coming

#q

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[iaus]

iaus i need ur thoughts on this. i know you said that you hc porter as only level 2 paladin and i def see that. however. i forgot that he was the one who revivified buddy which is a 3rd level spell that paladins only get at 9th level. how do we reconcile this

somewhere.... in the back of my mind i knew it was always going to come back to revivify... porter you tool.

so off the top of my head i can think of like. 3 ways to reconcile this one of them just flies in the face of RAW and says fuck you let's start with that one.

1. most likely? canon explanation besides an 11-9? it could be ankarna just gave him those spells for no reason other than him being her only prophet at the time. which could be interesting, but is in no real way supported by RAW. this might be the most likely. gods have been known for saying fuck this shit and giving powers to people so... rage god ankarna being tricked by her, at the time, only worshiper who insists he needs more healing magic. (fun fact, i kind of did this in my game but with a warlock. but. they're now taking levels in warlock and are in no way close to level 20)

2. he lies about his process in the revivification of ankarna's followers. which... suits him and the General Plot but makes things really weird and complicated because then the revivification is ALL ankarna and would make the shatterstars themselves kind of null and void because then there's no real logical sense that porter should be able to control them so.

3. he really does have to be a 11-9 barb/paladin split. which i find. complicated. i'd have to consult my oath lists again to even begin theorizing where to go with him there (i think i remember selecting oath of glory on a previous sheet i generated simply because it was funny). i also think an 11-9 split is funny because. why are you the barb teacher only with only 11 levels in barbarian huh? your audacity.

4. secret option four (truth): once again, bleem did not expect us to get this far with this man so there was never really a reason to justify why porter has revivify/raise dead. it just is. or porter's just level 30 and is like a 20-10 barb/paladin LMAO-

wait. i need to make a character sheet when i get back from my walk.

[p-receh]

Hi! What are your thoughts on season 2 of bbbglxy so far?

Great question!

Currently, I'm writing about Boboiboy's appreciation post but your question instantly made me, "Wait, should I review the second season or wait until all arcs are animated?"

But then I figured if I waited until next year, I already forgot about your question. So I answered now.

edit: this is a rewritten one cause my previous answer malfunctioned. my apologies, anon.

Tbf, I wanted to wait for all arcs animated then read the comic, but I reaaaallly curious and adore the art style so much. Usually, Monsta releases comics as an extension after tv/movie aired. However, due to the pandemic, they release the comic first. Even they initially went all comic and no animation. Glad they managed to release per arc in season 2. Eventually, I continued to read about it after watching 3 episodes of Sori.

Okay on to the story!

It's well known that the Comic version was more ruthless than tv/movie ones. There's one tweet mentioned compare this scene below(it's also one of the reasons why I want to read the comics ver.)

So it's not surprising that Season 2 comic book went on the same route. That's also one of my shopping lists when I visit to Malaysia(the shipping cost is higher in Indonesia btw :/)

ehem.

This session will be from my perspective. So this paragraph onwards is purely my opinion.

So my take on this season is ... I am so glad they delve deeper than I thought. AND ended beautifully back their original roots: become the earth's protector once again! (and take care of Tok Aba but I'm not ready for that :'( )

If Season 1 is about the responsibility of being the heroes of galaxy, therefore, Season 2 is about the cost and risk of them.

I love the Kokotiam gang's character journey throughout the arc. Holy shit the conflict on each planet was wild for sure! the intensity, the humor, and the revelation are well-balanced. All the new characters are memorable enough that I can see why people were angry when Sori cut most of them from the early issues. (Manifesting they wouldn't do that for Windara's arc :) )

I'd say I am satisfied with all the action and story of Kokotiam gang's arc!

For elementals, I WILL rant more about this in the next topic. Holy-my head is full of theories and shit, I want to explode myself.

...

If I choose some takeaways from this season, It's the fusion part. Don't get me wrong, I love the design, the animation, and their attacks, and is the last option when Boboiboy couldn't use his 3rd tier (my personal favorites are Glacier and Supra). I've mentioned it briefly in my previous post.

But when they add personal traits? hooo boy, I...got issues with that.

I don't want them getting too dominant when there are already seven elementals with distinct personalities and upgrades(and their fanbases) other than Boboiboy's original trait. And now there's 5 fusion elementals???

But then, it is what it is... I can't blame them. Their original concept of the Galaxy series was weirder than this but I hope this fusion comes with more cost to Boboiboy's mental health(bro, he's a freaking human being, not superman >:/). His amnesia got worse and I don't think fusion will making him better ^^)'

So there's that. Hope i can answer your question, anon!

[polichinelle]

the raven cycle timeline

"trc takes place in the mid-2010s" "trc takes place in 2012" no it doesn't! it's pretty common knowledge that mstief isn't the most specific when it comes to timelines (an example is that she had to change ronan's birth date after readers pointed out that it didn't line up with the events of the book; another example is the pre-canon gansey & adam & ronan friendship timeline, which doesn't make sense at all if you think about it longer than a second), and she has said before that her editors are more or less the same.

what that means is that the raven cycle and the dreamer trilogy are kind of nebulously "present-time," and no matter what year you think it takes place in, some details are going to be inaccurate. but since i am a chronic nit-picker and i get very fussy about timelines, that didn't sit right with me! i needed to know the exact year. so on my last reread, i kept a look out for any mention of dates so that i might be able to pinpoint exactly when the raven cycle takes place.

and i think i might have the answer :)

all of my arguments come from the dream thieves.

firstly, adam's birthday. we know that his birthday is july 3rd:

we also know that he was missing for most of the previous day:

what happens then is that he falls asleep for an indeterminate amount of time ("Later he fell asleep sitting up on the end of that same sofa."), he and gansey drive back to henrietta, adam visits blue at fox way, and after scrying with persephone he falls asleep again for twenty-one hours, and during that twenty-one hours is when his birthday takes place.

for a while i assumed the "quietly turned eighteen" referred to midnight, but that actually doesn't make a lot of sense given the context of the previous day being saturday. both of our options (gansey and adam drive back the same evening they found adam; gansey and adam drive back the next morning, on sunday) leaves us with adam falling asleep on sunday. at some point during the next twenty-one hours he "turns eighteen."

the thing is, there is no convenient year where july 3rd falls on a monday (in the scenario where we assume that "quietly turned eighteen" refers to midnight on the day of his birthday). however, if we go with the idea that it is still sunday and it refers simply to his actual time of birth, we're left with a pretty good answer:

adam turns 18 on sunday, july 3rd, 2011.

i have another thing to kind of back this up.

if we assume niall wasn't lying about that, we have two (well... kind of) options:

i searched for earthquakes in northern england since niall was born in cumbria. however, in my opinion, the second one, on december 26th, can't really be counted, since it would mean niall was... 32 in 2011. a little young lol. but if he was born in 1970, he would be 40/41 at his time of death, which makes a lot of sense (it also makes sense he would be a leo). neither earthquakes are a 4.1, but whatever, maybe he just forgot the exact number. maybe he was being humble.

so... all of this to say that the events of the raven cycle probably happen during 2011, and thus the dreamer trilogy would take place in 2013. considering the references to fortnite and all, that doesn't make a lot of sense, but at least i can rest easy knowing that that's just because mstief didn't think about this stuff at all while writing it (hence nebulous "present-day" being the actual correct answer as to when the books are set).

for a while i actually thought trc took place in 2010 since the lynches go to church before kavinsky's party, which i assumed meant july fourth was on a sunday, but it's mentioned that they go for a "special" "holiday mass" and not regular mass. either way, 2011 works better with adam being missing on saturday.

anyway, all this to say that i think about timelines too much. thank you for reading if you've made it this far lol

[jewish-vents]

I went to hang out with my friends for the first time in months as our schedules have never aligned due to study and work.

I was the first to arrive and because we were baking, I would open the door of my friends house as she was teaching us new baking recipes and it was easier for me to open the door and then wash my hands again than for her to stop what she was doing, open the door and wash her hands again.

I opened the door for one friend who was now the 3rd person to arrive. When they were at the door, they had zero pins on their jacket. They then went to wash their hands to join us baking and when they came back from washing their hands, they now had a Palestinian flag pin on their jacket.

It just makes me wonder if they put the pin on after arriving because they simply forgot to before they arrived or if it was because me, a jew, had shown up and it was some act of defiance.

I hope it's the first option as the second option is even more sad as they are aware that I am pro a two state solution and do not agree with the IDFs actions so the only thing prompting it would be because I'm Jewish and not because I support the IDF (because I don't).

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[coern]

by the way. another thing about the broken doll and act 5 in general that i forgot about earlier. the way you get into the infirmary to get the doll during act 5 is via a door(I forgot which? maybe the classroom or the door after that, the crest room probably, you have to go in there)(i just forgot lol) that puts you in a bunch of different rooms(floor 3 storage, infirmary, 2nd floor nostalgie room, etc) on the 2nd and 3rd floor before you get to the one its supposed to be, most of which are optional rooms you don't have to go to, but still able to be gone in normally; excluding the crest, which isnt optional, and the infirmary, which you specifically need to loop to get out of

the room choice is interesting because the 3rd floor storage room has the shard of glass that you can pick up(yknow the one), and the infirmary which. has the doll. the broken doll

I don't think the devs did that on purpose but I know some of the room glitch choices are made by them, like the stairs up to the third floor and the hallway before the shrine looping and you have to enter the door over and over and over again, the fucking door that has the orrery and starry hat behind it going to the OBSERVATORY instead of the intended room(which I love)(thank you isat devs for letting us go in there), and the 3rd floor crest room bringing you right to the hallway you need it in when you leave

which has interesting implications-siffrin has a lot of control over the loops at this point, and can literally teleport forward places using them, so itd make sense that hed jump there; i could write another entire post about the rooms you go to in the 3rd floor, a lot of it seems unintentional but also intentional in a way ykwim? intentional in the way I mentioned before but intentional in the way that things are REALLY REALLY fucked up, like the entire first floor is flipped(second and third too maybe), the fact you have to go through the shrine door like eight hundred fucking times i swear, MAYBE the orrery door leading to the observatory? I'm not even gonna touch THAT before I type 5 more paragraphs on that damn island and siffrin, the observatory and orrery, and wish craft, Jesus Christ, I need to post this before i spiral off onto an entire diffrrent subject, this isn't even about the door anymore, i think act 5 permanently changed my brain structure-

[creepyfruit]

hiii so glad u had fun playing iwatex! im sending this from my main but my iwatex blog is dillypillars <3 what endings have you gotten so far and how do you feel about them?

Hi, I actually love your blog omg

I haven't had many runs in the game yet, rn I'm in the first year of my fourth, but here's the three runs I've done so far.

1st run:

Bestie: Cal

Romance: Tang

Ending: tangent's cure

Alignment: 80 Loyalty

Augment: Eagle Eyes

Like I already mentioned in a previous post tangent's cure traumatized me to the point were I haven't gotten over 30 hearts with my girl tang in any other play through. The whole ecocide that I help cause paired with the fact that Cal (who gets shot and killed in that ending) was my bestie and also all the regular first play through deaths (Tammy, Uncle Tonin, Kom, the old governor I forgot her name, both of Sol's parents, professor Hal) made me feel so horrible. Your home girl managed to eradicate a whole planet and half the cast in one play through 😍🤞.

The one thing I absolutely loved about this ending was the angst. Romancing Tangent and seeing that vision/dream in one of the later years with the planet bare of life and her crying and apologizing was so confusing but hurtful. And then I actually got the ending and omg my hearttt. Poor Tang crying while that lunatic Lum pulled her up on stage and praised and congratulated her broke me. But the icing on the cake is what came after, Sol following Tang after she run of stage. Honestly I might go back to that save to try the other dialogue options but the whole scene of Sol finding out she helped cause this and then the truth about how Lum was forcing them do it and finally Sol forgiving Tang and telling her she still loves her. Ouch

2nd run

Bestie: Nem

Romance: Marz

Ending: Standard Ending as a Novelist

Alignment: 100 rebellion

Augment: Calm Temperament

My second play through was much more uneventful and light-hearted. I still managed to somehow forget to save uncle Tonin and I couldn't save my parents but the fact that Tammy was alive and that I focused on all the yellow stats set me up for a peaceful run. I worked in places I hadn't touched before and therefore I got a lot of fun and cute little work events. My absolute favourite thing about this run (beside the Marz romance ofc) was the whole secret club thing. It was soooo cute and such a sweet reminder that, hey these are still a bunch of little kids. Also the art piece of them solving that mystery is so close to my heart simply because of how adorable Tang looks in it.

I was a bit disappointed that I couldn't stay with Marz in the end but it makes for a realistic story that's for sure (also Marz getting with Tang for a short while after the break up made me giggle, my ship has sailed) I also didn't mange to work at the bar enough so the twins didn't get their moment.

3rd run:

Bestie: Dys

Romance: Nem

Ending: Disabling the Array

Alignment: 80 rebellion

Augment: Super Strength

My latest play through was interesting to say the least. I managed to save my mom finally although I didn't have high enough empathy at the time my dad died (stupid shimmer I have no idea how to cure it yet) and our relationship went to shit. I really wanted to focus on explorations and meeting Sym and I achieved that. I actually thought that disabling the array was a great compromise and I would consider it the best ending if it didn't force me to become besties with Vace in the epilogue, minus points for nemmie breaking up with me as well. I don't like Sym but I still felt kinda bad for taking away his immortality but at the end of the day between submission to the stupid gardeners and constant glow attacks I'll take this ending without a doubt.

Yet another ending were I couldn't keep Dys at the colony because he, yet again, disappeared and was never seen again. I was pretty certain that he wouldn't like this path given how much he sympathises with the gardeners for reasons I still can't understand but it still sucked to see him go since him and Sol spent so much time as expedition buddies. I honestly wish the creators didn't push this ending as the "asshole military dude who wants to kill all the poor animals". Like no I just want to leave peacefully while admiring and coexisting with the planet's native flora and fauna without having the ai soldiers over my head trying to kill me very year.

[kdval]

Let's talk about a Plague Tale Requiem

So I'm currently working on some post for reddit, and I was analyzing the ending and post-credit chapter again, but since my thoughts don't match with topic, I'll leave it here.

Spoilers ahead obviously.

Even though the ending was heartbreaking, plot-wise it was really good ending. Well, the devs were quite honest with us from the very beginning. I mean, what we could expect from the game named REQUIEM. Like, obviously. Even the last trailer was straight. "His mind is... extinguished." Remember that line? I watched it million times, so yeah, I remember too well.

Anyway. There's one thing that leaved me quite upset, if not disappointed. And one thing that leaved me confused.

 1. Lucas.

We have this, let's say, leitmotif playing throughout the whole game: Lucas is our support. He's WITH us, whatever happens. We hear several lines, when Lucas says that Amicia is not alone. He's here for her.

Then there's little dialogue, when Amicia says that Lucas must choose side eventually. Well, there, on the boat, he chose Beatrice, ok. We later got Sophia as a mother figure for our siblings (especially for Amicia ofc). Arnaud... eh, imo he has too little "screen time", and he definitely didn't replace Lucas. Sure, who can replace our best boiii? But jokes aside: we have lost Lucas for several chapters. God knows how everything would turn out, if Lucas was there.

Like, think about. He is the calmest person in our team. I don't remember any moment (except for prison dialogue maybe), when Lucas lost control like Amicia throughout the game. Beatrice is angry at Amicia sometimes, she confronts her own daughter instead of helping her (man, Amicia is 15yo, right?), Amicia is desperate, traumatized, Hugo is frightened, frustrated... And Lucas is trying to put everything together.

But OK. He returns. In the very moment we need him - Lucas returns. And he keeps saying Amicia that she's not alone. Hugo inside Nebula says that Amicia is not alone. And then Lucas appears. Lucas is the one who goes with her there, who wakes her up, who hugs her, who gives her a hand... He even kills Hugo, if Amicia can't find the strength to do that.

But Lucas is not here, when we see post-credit chapter. If I understand the dialogue correctly, Sophia didn't live with Amicia either. Amicia lived there alone? Completely? Lucas just studies alchemy somewhere...

We were told the whole game, that we always have someone, who cares about us, who can support us, and then Amicia find herself alone in the mountains? So Asobo took even Lucas away from us? I don't get it. The way the plot led us this whole time... It doesn't make sense to me.

I don't think that the 16yo traumatized girl can handle it alone. It's not good idea. I experienced severe panic attacks myself (like Amicia had in 3rd chapter) – going through this without support is real hell.

Even though we have Sophia back – this ending is quite frustrating.

 2. Happy life plan.

It's confusing me. Now hear me out.

Amicia put Hugo through the real hell. They found the previous Carrier and Protector dead. They found out that they just need to stay together and live in peace to avoid that end... probably. But the thing is – we already saw them living in peace back then, in Chateau d'Ombrage. Hugo almost reached the threshold, but thanks to Lucas they delayed something really bad.

In Requiem magister Vaudin says there's no elixir to heal Hugo and the boy will die after reaching the last threshold.

So basically living a calm life in the mountains – is just the way to Hugo to die at peace eventually. Since they didn't find any cure.

But I still don't see it as an option. Hugo is hyperactive kid. Just an average kid actually. He loves to explore, to collect things, he loves fairs, people there. He can't live in the mountains like a hermit.

But there, outside that little house in the mountains, there's the thing we quite forgot about. It's the war.

It's Hundred Years' War. And whatever it brings with. Cause "bad people" Amicia talk about with Hugo – it's a consequence of the war too. Innocence was more focused on the war, while Requiem – on Macula itself (and little breaks like fair, sea travel, island, celebrations, all that).

I can recall just 3 things that remind us a bit about the war:

A) well, rats, no need to explain;

B) Arnaud – war veteran from Guyenne, and his people marauding everywhere;

C) the Count, also war veteran (and you can clearly see how war broke him in that "duel" scene with Amicia).

Other than that – we don't really think about the war, we have bigger problem to worry about.

So "living peacefully in the mountains" is really nice and sweet, but a bit naive. Hell, Amicia and Hugo ran into trouble even when they just played in the abandoned castle.

And since Macula feeds on Hugo's emotion, he needs something that can distract him. Like Amicia said to Sophia that she worked hard all these months, tried to exhaust herself. Hugo eventually will be upset he still has no friends (and Lucas is not much of a playmate, he studies all the time). So they still need to go outside, meet people, and you never know, when another beekeepers or something worse will show up, and the war is almost on the doorstep… you know what I mean.

Anyway, that's my thoughts. Feel free to beat the shit out of me, if I'm wrong.

[straydogingodshotcar]

CHAPTER 1

the big bang

He stood in front of the mirror in his bathroom. His mostly black hair with the bleached stripe in front where the blue dye faded completely. His eyes looked weirdly brown in this lighting. What was he doing again? Right! Music. Can't forget the music, otherwise he doubted he’d make it to school alive. “We’ll meet again” by.. ahh, who cares. He could never remember the names of musicians.

ılı.lıllılıı.ıllı

↳ currently playing …

We’ll meet again - Vera Lynn

0:56 ———•—————— 3:02

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ᴠᴏʟᴜᴍᴇ: ————|—

Spencer wasn't the most likable guy in his school, he was considered “too cocky” or “too loud” most of his life. He never understood why, since most of the time he was actually quite off the record. Hell, he had his headphones on 24/7 and didn't even really talk to his friends in class. Maybe it was because when he did he was loud. He didn’t know how to regulate his volume so it was like a bass boosted rave worthy noise when he talked. It didn’t help that he played sports and was extremely competitive. Maybe that's where they got “cocky” from.. eh, who cared, he sure didn’t. He liked being confident and if that ticks them off, even better.

He was halfway to the bus stop when he realized he forgot his wallet. Shit, of course I remember a muffin but not the thing I told myself to remember (he did not in fact remind himself of his wallet earlier). He would either have to beg his friend for money or go hungry. Hah, that rhymed. It wasn’t long before he completely gave up caring about his missing wallet or half-tied shoelaces. They came undone before he even made it to the stop sign, which annoyed him, but he was in a rush this morning. He only got halfway through re-tying them before the bus showed up. He stuffed the rest of his muffin down his throat and climbed the stairs into the shitbox the school called a functioning bus. indigestion is gonna kick my ass later. He wasn’t too fond of the fact that if he ate something too fast it hurt his stomach like hell. He also wasn’t fond of people taking his seat on the bus. Which is what someone did. Again. For the 3rd time this week. Just this week.

That’s been my seat all year, what the hell man?

He sat a row behind his usual seat, thanking whatever created them that at least his second option was open. Last time the entire left side of the bus was filled with obnoxious laughing and screaming, reeking of middle schoolers and hung over seniors. That really ticked him off, mostly because almost no one sat there the entire school year, and then one day decided the right side was too good for them and they had to have his spot. I’m getting distracted, where were we? School

The bus pulled up in a sluggish, sloth like fashion. With the bus going maybe 2 mph creeping to a halt, he threw the heavy bag over his shoulder and scooted to the end of the squeaky seat. He doubted they were even going above 3 mph, 2 was already pushing it. But they eventually made it to the sidewalk, where they all got off in a single file line, like ants. He compared people to ants a lot, not because he was tall or anything or because he thought people were tiny little bugs. It was because they were all so small compared to the universe. Walking through halls, driving in traffic, riding bikes down a dirt trail, they all followed readily made paths like ants in an ant hill. And the ones that made their own paths? Well, they work three times as hard to do it. He liked people like that, instead of the ones that judged people for even just being a little out of the ordinary. The ones that bullied “weird kids” were the real weirdos. He didn’t get the point of it if we’re all just ants on a big floating space rock in the vastness of a universe our minds can’t even properly comprehend the size of. Dark matter, supernovas, black holes, white holes, stop talking about holes.

English class first period. Ugh. He loathed ELA with every fiber of his being, especially this early in the morning. Curse you, Mr.A for making my schedule hell. He loved writing though, don’t get him wrong. It’s just that the teacher made him feel trapped in the confines of a zoo. A barely engaging environment with tricks you have to perform so specifically it feels like you’re punished for a single pitter patter instead of patter pitter difference in your steps. In this class, you might as well copy and paste the words from your screen into a google doc and hit “Share & Export” in the same 4 minutes. He actually did that and got an A once. Still surprised it worked. But it didn’t work the second time, she caught on unfortunately. So he started putting them through google translate 5 times over and then fixing any mistakes. It was annoying when he got a B for those ones, and then got caught again. It was seriously killing his mood in the morning when he checked his grades, and while she didn’t change his earlier grades, she started grading him worse thinking he was plagiarizing every time.

I was.. but only a sentence or two when I couldn't figure out how to word something, okay?

He slept through most of the class today, only bothering to open his eyes when she would clear her throat or the thunderstorm rolling in spooked him awake. They were supposed to be writing an essay on “Romeo and Juliet” and the way it would be interpreted in modern day. He had finished it the day it was assigned, as usual. Maybe he was a little cocky. He never liked the play, it was too.. bitter sweet. He preferred endings where everything either ended happily, or everyone died. Both can be pretty interesting if you string it right. It can be an illusion, a dystopian world where the main character is imagining everythings a-okay, or a story where everyone dies to something like the planet exploding. His dream was mostly just him listening to music on a weird, feverishly blistered and battered meteor looking down at earth. It was speeding towards New York (at least that’s what it looked like) and as he looking down, BOOM, the eagle has landed. Black, nothingness, consumed by the darkness and the small bits of lights that rapidly appeared and disappeared. Before he knew it, the bell rang and he was scrambling up to get his backpack on and get out the door.

He said goodbye to his teacher, I’m bored, not a douche, and sped down the hall. He narrowly avoided knocking people over on his way, and barely noticed when he bumped into the lockers. That's gonna leave a bruise for sure. ouch. He finally sat in his class, about 3 minutes before the bell would actually ring for tardiness. But he liked to be there early so he didn't have to go through 10 desks of people to get to his table. He learned that lesson the hard way when his history teacher, Mr.Harvey, pointed out Spencers was in the middle of the classroom. He hated that first day so much, having to shuffle through 10 filled desks with barely enough room for his ass to fit through. And he does not have that much of an ass.

“If misinformation spreads far enough, it becomes fact. And if it becomes fact, it becomes history.” That was probably his favorite quote from his U.S. history teacher.

He said it every time the class talked about U.S. history, he was very adamant about teaching the real history even if it was technically off the books, which Spencer enjoyed. He liked learning about history as a whole. It was interesting to him. Hell, he once used an entire class period to teach them all about certain illnesses and how long it's been an issue since colonization all up until present day. It didn’t always make the most sense but he wasn't complaining about the lack of homework, personally. The bell rang, the class only felt like 5 minutes, partially because he enjoyed it and partially because he fell asleep at his desk again. He was talking about theories relating to unconfirmable events written about in people's diaries back in 1718. Or was it 1817? Fuck, I'm gonna fail this next quiz. Although he wasn’t expecting to get another theoretical history lesson in physics, who would?, he got one.

“The Big Bang theory is the theory that the universe was originally just a compressed ball of matter that, as the name sort of suggests, implod.. ed..” The teacher's voice trailed off as the announcements came over the school.

“Attention students and staff, apologies for the interruption, this is a formal warning issued by NASA as a result of an upcoming cosmic level event. As of Wednesday, May 22nd at 10:15 am, school is officially out for the rest of the week, as well as the week following. There will be an email issued shortly explaining the events and actions being taken.” The announcer's voice trembled, what the hells going on?

Everyone in the class was just as confused as he was. Some were panicked, some were on their phones not caring. He wasn't sure what to think. They were just talking about the big bang theory, now they were talking about having 2 weeks off of school for something NASA was worried about? How bad could it possibly be? He doubted it was that big of a deal. Maybe a solar flare that’ll cut the power, he joked to the student next to him. He looked terrified. And the news article opened on his phone that read “IS THE WORLD FINALLY COMING TO AN END?” didn’t help that sinking feeling Spencer was now getting. The teacher quickly assured them that it would be okay, and that he’d look to see what the issue was. Okay this might actually be bad. He hoped it was a false alarm, or something. Anything. Literally anything.

“We-.. we’re all gonna die..” the guy next to him spoke up.

“What the fuck are you on about?” Spencer demanded, expecting someone to explain whatever chaos was happening in space. He wasn't excited for the answer. The shaking, now crying person next to him slid the phone in front of Spencer and let him read. No fucking way.. Didn't he just have a dream about this? A meteor hitting earth, destroying it all in one big blast like the dinosaurs? Fuck.

Fucking shit balls.

“The Big Bang” . .

[the-colourful-witch]

Okay, to add on to my earlier Ask, I really wanna go into why I love your Yule Ball Dress stuff so much.

Luna:

I feel like every single one of you designs for her captured the eccentric and bold, but still soft and kind aspect of her character that she displays. Before I get into this, I wanna reiterate that I adore all the designs and if I prefer one it doesn’t mean I dont like the other, it just means I feel like it suits the girls better. The dresses are all gorgeous.

My least favourite would be number 2. I think that in the 90s, the dress has quite a hippie but still common vibe even if its a little old-fashioned. I feel like it doesn’t stand out as much as the others, but the style is beautiful. The vest is what stands out the most for me. If they weren’t Wizards this dress would make the most sense realistically, but as they are I think she would have more access to crazy, whimsical materials and designs. My favourite thing about this dress is the skirt. It looks exactly like one of those flowers that hang upside down, haha. I forgot to add, the hairpiece really suits Luna in my opinion

In 5th place, I’d put dress number 1. I love the pattern of the dress, but my opinion of this one is about the same as dress number 2. The only this is higher is because I am very very biased when it come to puffed sleeves. I also love the slight colouring and speckled pattern that’s on the sleeves and neck even if its subtle.

For 4th place, I had an extremely hard time deciding. It breaks my heart to put this in 4th place, but I’m putting dress number 5 here. This is my favourite if I was to wear a dress out of all these options. I love the colour, I love the corset, I love the short ruffle sleeves, I love the loopy embroidery, I love the corset, I love the flowers in her hair, I love the boots, I love the necklace and I love the corset. I really love the corset if you couldn’t tell. The shape of the big skirt is really cute. But I think once again she would have a more adventurous pattern. I’m so sad that I am doing this to myself but this would not be what I imagine for Luna. I mean, this girl wore a hat with a Lion and an Eagle in some strange combination but still pulled it off without a care. I love her. Anyway I’m getting off track. I think this is a little simple once again but I still adore the design. I think one day I might get this made professionally if I can ever afford it, would you be alright with that? The boots are really nice too. I personally love this style of fancy dresses with boots so this is number 1 for myself and in general but I dont think this fits Luna the best.

In 3rd place I will put dress number 3. It’s beautiful and I love the kooky Alice in Wonderland Vibe. I think this one really suits her and I like all the sharp edges on the design. I feel like it gives a nice contrast to the rest of the softer, more pastel and more flower colours and designs. But, I agree with you that the pastel ones are my favourite for her. I really adore the jewels and shiny stuff all over the dress. It really drives home the wacky aspect in a way I can’t really explain.

My second favourite is number 6. I feel like the space buns are what makes the outfit something that really screams Luna. The dress and cut is gorgeous and I love the heart shaped neckline, but my favourite part is the print on the dress. The ballerinas are so delicate and elegant, but still uncommon cos back then people usually didn’t get fabrics with patterns of humans. That sounds way creepier than I intended. But it’s really beautiful, and space buns are also one of my own favourite hairstyles, so this is number 2.

My favourite one, is definitely dress number 4. From the elegant up-do with leaves in her hair, to the crystal looking booties, this entire outfit is perfect. The dress is really good. The pattern on the skirt is gorgeous and I think that the zodiac signs were a really good choice for her. I love the green tights because it gives it a more playful vibe as compared to just elegant, and I think that playfulness is really important because she would have been 13 and it’s a part of her character. The see through tulle is really pretty and it makes it looks like it’s very nature like. The bodice is perfect as well because we all know that she would have put real plants on it if she had gone to the ball. It just really suits her and I love the design.

Okay that’s all that I have to say but I wanna reiterate that I really do love all the designs and I’m so happy you out so much effort and thought into each of them. Your really great! I’ll do Ginny and Hermione in a separate ask, but what do you agree/disagree with from what I’ve said?

I read your piece three times and I couldn't agree more! Like, when I draw these design sheets, I'm mostly thinking as I go. I think things like: what are the things she would wear at that age? What would she be interested in? Is she crafty? Or thrifty? Things like that :) I agree with your top 6. I also think the 70s dress isn't the right fit for Luna at the Yule Ball. I do think it's something she'd wear, maybe in a more casual setting, with slightly less saturated colour. I should do a drawing on that... Anyway, your top three! Agreed, 100%. The green plants and zodiac dress is my favourite, too. She could have put that whole outfit together in her spare time after classes. That's the idea I wanted to go with. I am a little biased about the purple dress, I loved making that one. I feel like maybe she would have worn something like that at a Christmas party when she was a little bit older. It's a slightly more sophisticated look. I love that you pick all these things up from my drawings. I just finished my bachelor's in illustration and storytelling and the main thing I always focus on is telling the story I want people to see/hear. There is a story in the dress designs and you've managed to find them. I love that! It's so wonderful. I'm really curious about your thoughts on the other girls I've already done. I'd be happy to hear what you think :) Finally, if you ever find a way to make the pink dress, be my guest! And send me the photos! It would be an honor! And I think I would cry, just a little bit, from happiness.