#at the end of the vision quest

[fortunaestalta]

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

The Start of the Truth [End of season 1]

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[cheshire-salvatore-mikaelson]

Might be one of my favorite Marvel shows! I cannot wait for the fan edits for Agatha All Along. The title of the show makes sense now.

Also when Agatha and Nicholas starting singing the tears started falling.

I hope in a future project we get to see her be able to join her son in the afterlife. UNTIL THEN we get Agatha mentoring Billy as a ghost and that will be fun.

See u for my thoughts on the next-

OH wait. Almost forgot 😅 silly me.

WandaVision and Agatha All Along are part of a trilogy. The last part/show in the trilogy is called Vision Quest, where we figure out what white Vision has been up to. Given how the ending went for this show, HIGH likelihood Tommy will appear in that show and then from there the twins reunite in either that project or a Young Avengers movie.

Curious on everyone else’s thoughts.

Agatha as a ghost is gonna be fun though.

[aaaa-aaaaaaaaaaaaaa]

Hey guys what the hell.

[torgawl]

this is absolutely killing me *bombastic side eye, criminal offensive side eye playing in the background*

[nostalgia-tblr]

I watched Avengers: Age of Ultron (apart from I skipped some overly long action sequences) and I am not sure so can someone tell me whether or not Tony Stark was the baddy in that film? Because about halfway through I was sure he was but then it was maybe just an evil robot after all and I am confused because either this film was surprisingly subversive or it was about robots hitting each other.

[verygayandverytired]

i want to live in the world where dragon age inquisition got to have the in-depth strategy / political organization sim elements bioware obviously wanted it to have where your decisions in managing the inquisition actually meant anything for how it operates and had effects on the game world. sadly we live in the universe where art needs to make profit

[aparticularbandit]

real talk, though.

if vision quest is about white vision regaining his memories. even if she's dead, wanda should be in that.

you can't give me wandavision and then pretend that vision's memories wouldn't largely involve wanda. or you can, but then that would carry a through line of wanda caring more about vision than he does about her (or, at least, that his priorities were/are different - which you can support with infinity war and his decision to go jump into battle and leave wanda once he noticed the avengers needed his help). and regardless, she would and should still be part of those memories.

that would be the best place to confirm or deny what the mcu official timeline is speculating re: wanda's death because a white vision who truly regained his memories would also probably seek her out, depending on how he relates to those memories, even if he doesn't accept them into who he is or decides to be.

[titsthedamnseason]

something just clicked in my brain i have no idea why i can’t stop thinking of them suddenly but ttpd has major blackstairs implications

[applesofdaventry]

4. Hallucinations

Conner awoke with a start. Visions of the dead, risen, of yetis of various monsters overriding Daventry while everyone but he were trapped in stone rang through his mind. Ideas of things being within sight yet just beyond reach, of Masks that could spell the ruin of all in an instant should they be destroyed lingered in his head as well. "What a horrible nightmare." He croaked to himself. It seemed a frog had moved in and made itself quite at home within his throat.

He then stretched, and in doing so realized that he had once more fallen asleep in front of a canvas. "Ah... dammit." He had smudged the paint horribly on the landscape. It used to be a pastoral landscape of the view of Lake Maylie from the top of the hill. What used to be the lake was now a great smear. Conner grimaced and felt the pull of dried paint tug at his cheeks. "I need to stop doing this." His throat continued to ache. Perhaps a sip of water would help the headache that would soon become a migraine if he did nothing. He blindly reached for his water cup while considering the ruined landscape.

Perhaps he could, instead of scrapping the whole thing for lost, incorporate that horrible dream of Daventry into the smear. A picture of Daventry as we know it and a glimpse into an apoctalyptic ruin through a natural portal or even the Mirror of Truth that rested inside the castle. Conner happened to look down at his cup before he took a sip. He had grabbed the paint water instead. He put it down and picked up the water cup instead. He took a sip. A bit stale but still good.

Conner considered the landscape again. "I could do sketches. That dream was horrible but there are many compelling things within them." He got up and grabbed his sketchbook. He started to sketch the nightmare.

Some time later he had managed to fill a few pages with profiles and icons, of all sorts of gruesome sights. He was out of water now, and his memory of the dream was fading now too. What once was as crisp as the freshest mountain apple was as vague as a grandma's vision after she loses her super max prescription glasses.

"...I might as well clear up my painting area." He said to himself, setting the sketchbook aside. The paints, and paintbrushes, were simple enough to clean and set aside. The canvas, he left on its stand to continue drying. The paint water he picked up to go toss outside. In picking it up he noticed that it was much lighter than it should be, below halfway full even though yesterday it was filled nearly to the brim with liquid.

He considered this as he walked it outside.

Before he could toss it, the reason for the discrepancy hit him like the first enemy on hard mode of a weird off-the-cuff 3D adventure starring as the latest in a beloved series of games to the general confusion and disdain of a loving audience. He had drunken. The paint water. It was a miracle that he had only had horrific nightmares instead of something like food poisoning. Very inspiring horrific nightmares. With images of awe-some glories and horrors alike that he could barely scrawl into his sketchpad before he remembered the next scene. Ideas that could, to the right buyer, keep him in the green for months. He considered the paint water.

Conner went back inside, cup in hand.

[layalu]

WILD experience to play through GM's last vision/memory sequence while there's birds chirping and caed nua music in the bg

[grapestones]

I want to reenact Jiang Cheng's sacrifice, but instead the golden core, it's his vision. In Inazuma with the Vision Hunt Decree – which I do understand that everyone has to obey and give up their visions willingly, while failing to do so will have consequences. Naturally, neither Wei Wuxian or Jiang Cheng want to give it up (tbh I imagine WWX with pyro and JC with electro but it's irrelevant) and while they do want to fight back, it's best to leave for now. Things don't go as planned and Wei Wuxian gets cornered without really noticing it (or like, yk, knowing about it but hoping for the best until the last second). Jiang Cheng does notice it, though, so he lures away the soldiers, gets imprisoned and his vision taken. When Wei Wuxian helps him escape and asks how he got himself arrested, he lies something about wanting revenge after their parents' death. And so they let the water carry them away on their little boat, Wei Wuxian and Jiang Yanli blissfully ignorant and worried.

[perhapspluto]

what if ian and poppy's journey with grimmpop and hera/playpen ends up mirroring doc and bean's story . i can't stop thinking abt it

[franeridan]

finished the aq quest yesterday night tbh probably my fav aq quest to date maybe

[thatswhatsushesaid]

shitpost dispatches from guanyin temple & the sangyao dungeons - [10/?]

with the important caveat that no, jgy was absolutely not attempting to kill or harm nhs prior to this moment, but I would bet cash money on him exacting some pretty bloody retribution upon his beloved a-sang if he'd survived the events of guanyin temple (and also I think he would win)

[craig960114]

story by me (craig)

I are literature

In the quiet town of Doodleville, there lived a peculiar doodle named Craig. Craig was no ordinary sketch; he was a cat with a mission. Despite his simple appearance, Craig harbored ambitions far grander than his humble origins suggested.

From a young age, Craig possessed an insatiable curiosity and a keen intellect. While his peers contented themselves with idle doodling, Craig spent his days studying the world around him, absorbing knowledge like a sponge. He learned about history, politics, and the intricacies of human behavior, all from the confines of his paper realm.

As Craig grew older, his ambitions expanded. He yearned for something more than the confines of Doodleville. He dreamed of venturing beyond the borders of his sketchbook and making his mark on the wider world.

One fateful day, Craig's opportunity arrived in the form of a stray pencil left unattended on the edge of his page. With a mixture of determination and excitement, Craig seized the pencil and began to draw. He sketched a doorway leading out of Doodleville, and with a final flourish, he stepped through into the unknown.

The world outside was vast and full of wonders, but it was also fraught with danger. Undeterred, Craig embarked on a quest to carve out his own destiny. Along the way, he encountered a colorful cast of characters, from mischievous doodles to formidable adversaries.

Despite the challenges he faced, Craig never lost sight of his ultimate goal: to leave his mark on the world and reshape it according to his vision. With each obstacle overcome and each victory achieved, Craig grew stronger and more determined than ever before.

In the end, Craig's journey was not just about conquering the world, but about discovering his true self and realizing his full potential. As he stood atop the highest peak, surveying the realm he had conquered, Craig knew that his adventures were only just beginning. For Craig was not just a doodle; he was a legend in the making, destined for greatness beyond the confines of his paper kingdom.