#beacon answers

[danwhobrowses]

Ashton "I serve the weak, I serve the forgotten, I serve the dirt beneath our feet" Me "Saviour of the broken, the beaten and the damned?"

[gandalf-the-fool]

[the-heros-sidekick]

❝ went looking for a creation myth, ended up with a pair of cracked lips. ❞

He feels it first at the back of his neck. A buzzing, like the crackling of electricity underneath his skin, reverberating against the hollow of his skull. Something is knocking, making its presence known: A particular kind of evil that had snuck into Stiles’ mind once already, stealing away control over his body. Condemning him to sit back, trapped in his own mind, rendering him powerless. Doomed to watch in horror as his  blood-stained hands wielded sharpened blades against those he loved. They’d gotten him out, though nearly at the cost of his own life—a sacrifice Stiles had been more than willing to make, so long as no one else would get hurt because of him. And yet something must have stayed behind, lodged into the membrane of his skull like a shard of glass. For the longest time he’d managed to keep the horrors contained to only haunt him in the dead of night, leaving him sleep deprived and wrung out, every nerve ending scraped thin. But now, even the light of day no longer offers refuge for Stiles to feel safe. Long gone is the once obnoxiously loud, carefree kid—left in its stead is a man carrying himself with caution, treading quietly across the space between other people’s reality and what lies beyond. He knows there are demons out there listening, waiting for an opportunity to exploit any sign of weakness—a door left slightly ajar, perhaps, much like the door to Stiles’ mind they’d never managed to close. The feeling of impending doom crescendos and Stiles, feeling sick to his stomach with fear, clings desperately to the words he repeats to himself like a mantra. "Nothing gets in unless you let it.” But the words turn to ash in his mouth, memories of past experiences proving him a liar. 

an exploration of Teen Wolf's 𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐒 𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐊𝐈—𝐇𝐀𝐋𝐄 who, after leaving Beacon Hills behind, settled down in New York where he's now considered the FBIs golden boy ― crafted for @fakevz. following canon events of the show with additional headcanons. low activity & very crossover friendly. minors dni. this blog operates in english only. est. 2014 ♗ ©

𝐀 𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐃𝐘 𝐈𝐍: loss of innocence ⊹ comedic sidekick ⊹ overcoming demonic possession ⊹ a morally gray world ⊹ undying loyalty ⊹ survivor's guilt ⊹ agent of chaos ⊹ deflecting with humor

✧  𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐒 ✧ 𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓 ✧ 𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐒

I think I've loved you since I met you. I just mistook it for curiosity.

Ever since I first laid eyes on you, I felt this unquenchable need to know you. I blamed it on ulterior motives, justified it because I needed something from you, because you held the answers I was looking for, because no one else was able to help but you. Looking back on it now though, I'm starting to think that maybe some part of me knew right from the start, that first night I stumbled upon you in the woods, what took me years to see: Maybe my heart recognized that it was going to love you right away, and I spent the years to come catching up with what it knew right from the start. That it was always going to be you. How could it ever have been anyone else? Through mayhem and bloodshed, through fear and loss, through grief and sleepless nights, you were the one constant that remained. When I lost sight of everything—first myself, then reality, then hope—you were the one guiding my way like a beacon, or a north star. If I've ever known peace, it's in all the moments that your hand has touched mine and that your arms have held me tirelessly, putting your body like a shield between me and every inkling of danger. Of all the late-night wonderings of trying to make sense of the last decade (and failing), what remains is this singular thought: At least it was you. At least it was me. At least it was us, together. I'd bear it all a million times over if it meant I got to hold your hand at the end of it all. You are the moment of quiet at the end of a long day, you are breathless laughter, you're the patch of sunlight filtering in through the window that I stand in to warm myself. You are everything good in this world and living proof that there is hope despite it all, and I love you beyond measure.

[ravendruid]

[screechingfromthevoid]

Matron: *tears open a metal monstrosity of wizard hubris and shreds it to a point where the only thing that needs to be done is to pull the beacon out*

Sarenrae: *literally circumvents "natural orders" and "domains" and "fates strings" to bring back someone who has died four times before*

Matron: you're making me look bad

Sarenrae: love you baby sis 😘

[essektheylyss]

literally laughed out loud at Matt's face when he admitted that Lester was trying to hide something, truly the scrungliest detective in Newfaire

[teecupangel]

Thoughts on Desmond/Aiden Pearce from watch dogs

Well, I happen to like Aiden so I am obligated to say that they would make a good pairing.

Although, Aiden’s path of revenge happened along the time period of Black Flag’s modern day setting (and we’re setting them in the same universe, fuck whatever Ubisoft says) so around 2013.

We can set their meeting as somewhere before 2012 then.

Perhaps during one of his hacking ‘sessions’ with Damien, they got a lot of money and they decided to celebrate in Bad Weathers. That’s where he and Desmond first met and they grew close.

In this one, Desmond and Aiden started dating before 2012 and Desmond became one of the few people Aiden loved.

Now, Aiden and Damien would attempt and fail to hack the Merlaut Hotel on Oct 2012 but… before that…

Desmond disappeared on September 1, 2012.

Maybe Aiden even sees it happening but is unable to save Desmond because Cross jumped on him and knocked him out, only leaving him alive because the order was ‘no bloodshed’.

When Aiden wakes up, the trail had run cold and Aiden spends the entire month trying to find him.

Finally getting a hit… in Italy.

Desmond’s phone was in Italy.

So, before Damien could even pull Aiden to helping him hack Merlaut Hotel…

Aiden had already booked a flight to Italy.

.

On Desmond’s side… having a very techie boyfriend has some upsides.

Like… knowing a trick or two to bypass certain surveillance and security programs embedded in computers and see the good stuffs.

So by the time that he had relived Altaïr’s fourth memory block, Desmond already knew about Project Siren and about Subject 16.

He also knows…

He needs his phone back.

While he can’t fully understand them (hell, the most he understands is that Aiden modified his phone to have apps that lets him hack to other devices connected to the internet or to any other type of connection with really easy UI. Desmond mainly uses it to force the lights to turn red so he can cross), he does know… that phone is the key he needs to get the fuck out of this place.

[haz3-daz3]

Thank you for the opportunity! How about this idea?: Team RWBY do something for reader who is heart broken when her friends from before Beacon don't call her for her birthday for the second time.

I sure can do that!

I must warn you that since Rubes in the first volumes almost has no characterization besides liking weapons and being a tad awkward around people so im gonna have to add a few tidbits to her personality.

Ok but how have they not touched on Ruby being an expert weapons maker at the age of a middle schooler???

‘nough tangent, headcanon time!

(btw it turned out to be so long so I’ll have to do a Part 2 for this)

Platonic!Team RWBY x Reader Part 1

Ruby Rose

Ruby isn't exactly close with you but you did have conversations with her from time to time in the mess hall during lunch break or going between Professors Oobleck and Mulberry’s classes. Mostly her giving you weapon tips because she’s read about almost every weapons magazine out there.

So imagine her surprise when she found you absent during lunch, you never miss weapon upkeeping discussions! Well, mostly because she needs your notes and she forgot to take hers earlier (Weiss gave her coffee at night and she could not sleep. Dammit Weiss.)

Ruby zipped around, maybe hit a few too many people in the process in her haste and later found you in one of the empty rooms. Specifically, hiding underneath the teacher’s desk. Sniffling? Eh??

“Y/N what are you doing here?” She asked in that sing-songy childish voice of hers, peeking from above the desk into your self-made isolation space. Silver eyes wide with concern and curiosity, brows furrowed.

“N-Nothing.” You tried, though when you saw Ruby pout that cute pout of hers you already know you failed that conversation check.

Coming down to where you sat on the floor, she gently took hold of your hand that had been precariously holding your knee.

“Hey, c’mon. You know you can talk to me about stuff besides weapons.” She cooed, her already gentle voice impossibly gentler now. Maybe it was the quiet, or your tears blurring your vision, but you swore you could see her eyes brim with genuine concern. Probably a trick of the eye but maybe…you can tell her. Ruby wasn’t the Cardin type of person after all.

“It’s my birthday today, and my friends before Beacon didn’t…” You sniffled, revealing your other, unheld hand that was holding your Scroll open, your inbox as empty as this musty-aired classroom.

“Oh.” Ruby sounded, then she realized how dumb she sounded and shook her head, red-tinged fringes swaying. “Why didn’t you tell me or Yang? We could’ve prepared something for your birthday!”

“Well—” You proceed to go on a tangent about Ruby seeming more interested in weapons and you didn’t want to bother or pressure her into talking or interacting you outside of that, because hey, what’s a grade-skipper who’s smarter and better than you gonna do with your mediocre self? And Yang? Well, Yang already has so many friends, she’s the popular one of course. Why would someone so radiant spare a moment for dull old you?

“Eh?” Ruby snorted. “I only talked about weapons with you because you wanted my help didn’t you? Do you remember asking me how I kept Crescent Rose in tip top shape and we disassembled her?” The youngster with silver eyes exclaimed, very animatedly making shapes in the air. “And I’ve told Yang about you and she said she was cool with meeting you! But you never did take our invitations to that boba place…”

Okay so maybe you’re a dummy.

Though before you could dwell more on it, Ruby huffed and dragged you out of the desk, saying something about calling her older sister and bringing you to that boba place she’s been hinting at in your previous conversations now that you thought about it.

“I’m not gonna let my friend celebrate her birthday alone!” Ruby announced, sure of herself, the leader in her shining brightly than the idea of her finding you boring. Glad to see that Yang’s method of comforting her worked on you.

“I…Thank you.” You finally cracked a smile.

Ruby is satisfied.

And then you spent the latter afternoon standing beside a very bubbly and chattery blonde older sister while her younger half sister with the too-big weapon debated with herself about whether she wanted matcha or chocolate AND if she should add whipped cream, finding it totally normal to mix boba with whipped cream.

“Haha, I tell you, Ruby’s the reason why we keep at least three boxes of sugar cubes back in Patch!” Yang grinned, hip on her hand, not at all minding the growing line behind you two.

“Ughhh, I can’t decide! What would you want?” Ruby turned to you, all smiles despite the impatience around.

In the end, you both got the same drink with lots of people sighing in relief after the three of you sat down a table with the window view on the second floor. Was it a terribly awkward situation? Yes.

But at least today didn’t turn out so bad.

Weiss Schnee

Ugh.

A heeled boot tapped rhythmically on the paved-concrete sidewalk; the snowflake heir purest against the backdrop of a cityscape as she waited and waited, already used to the loop of impatient tapping while as she shifted her weight.

You were late. Moreso than usual but at least in previous occasions you were only late a minute, not a full hour!

She’s got your messages open, she’s been texting but nooo you’re not replying, not even a seen! What kind of hang out is this? Are you snubbing her? Did she snub you another time? Are you mad?

Oh no, what if you were really mad?

She’s been reaching for your teammates too and even they don’t know where you were, which was strange because you always told people where you went so they’d stop being so surprised at the fact that you’re on top of a mountain and that you can see Weiss’s dorm and dormmates with your telescope.

“Bird watching she said, I’ll help you, she said.” Weiss sighed, tipping the poor waiter that’s been giving her service water for the past hour because she refuses to buy a drink without you.

Okay, let’s see…if you’re not at your dorm, at that camping spot or even in one of the cabins of those mountains (she sent Ruby on an errand and now that airheaded leader of hers is apparently enjoying the cocoa the cabin owners offered to hikers since it was cold up) then maybe…

And then Weiss remembered that one conversation she had with you. “Hey Weiss, you ever been in one caves of where Jaune and Pyrrha encountered that Death Stalker? It’s pretty wild in there, wanna go there next time?”

…

Ugh.

A quick message to Jaune about the location (he is so easy) and hey look at that, coordinates. She would’ve tracked your coordinates but you were a fan of being under the grid so tracking you down wasn’t easy.

In fact, YOU do the tracking. Weiss still remembers the first time the two of you met. Was it hectic? Moreso than Ruby if you could believe it. But did she have fun?

She’ll never tell you. Bleh. Never tell you how you somehow made a terrible day of being blown up by some sneezing dolt somewhat better when you offered to help her clean up. Never tell you that you were probably the first person who didn't look at her like she was a rich girl, but a person.

In your dreams!

A few Semblance glyph-assisted travelling minutes later, she’s at that cave you mentioned.

Musty, dark, thank goodness for fire Dust that she can tip Myrtenaster with and use as some makeshift torch. Was it an insulting thought? Y e s.

But she’s here for you so she’ll try not to think about it too much.

It didn’t take long to find you surprisingly, but then again you weren’t trying to hide that well, sitting down near a pond, glowing, Dust infused plant life around to serve as some blue tinged nightlight.

“So, this is where you’ve been for the past hour.” Weiss huffed, extinguishing the flames with a smaller version of her normal glyphs. Around you were your gear and weapon, scattered, so unlike the usual meticulousness she sort of admired about you. She totally didn’t adopt your tidiness, totally didn’t take your advice to heart about keeping her Dust supplies more secure because those glass jars weren’t as secure as she thought. Explains why she blew up when Ruby sneezed.

Weiss decided to sit down with you, her scarred eye in view.  But she didn’t really feel the need to hide it when it’s just you and her.

“So, are you going to explain why you never showed up for our weekly café parley or not?”

Weiss watched your expression real closely, trying to gauge whatever was wrong the way Winter did when they were both younger. The way sometimes Whitley did to her. Except unlike Whitley, Winter didn’t actually just sit there and stare.

“Well?”

“I was hoping the second time might’ve been different.” You finally said. A vague reply, but at least you replied. Weiss sensed you weren’t finished so she stayed quiet and leaned over, telling you she’s listening without telling you outright.

“You know how I told you I grew up with a bunch of kids and we trained under this guy who was very much the Survivalist type? They��didn’t call. Just like they didn’t call last year.”

“Is today important?” She asked, tone a tad too unfriendly than she would’ve liked. It wasn’t on purpose it’s just…

“Today’s my birthday.”

…

Weiss looked mortified, “I’m so sorry—”

You laughed, but the sound sounded so hollow. Not at all the mirthful laugh when you taught her about bird types, she could try to practice summoning like the ones Winter did. Not at all the type you let out whenever she ranted to you about Ruby’s dummy tendencies, Blake’s anti-socialness or Yang’s recklessness.

“It’s okay, I didn’t tell you to be fair. And you didn’t ask either so…”

That made Weiss feel worse, true you weren’t teammates or even classmates in most classes, but she still considered you a friend, the fact that she apparently never asked you your birthday in so long in your friendship reminded her she still wasn’t so good at this friendship thing. She's relieved you weren't angry or hurt by whatever careless action or word she said, but the fact that you were sad didn't sit right with her. Why would it?

And because of that...

You had to take a second to look when you suddenly felt something warm wrap around your hand. Soft. Unblemished and smooth. Not the type of hands that have worked a day in their life. And yet…it was earnest.

“I want to spend time you today.”

…huh.

“This is the cave you told me I could find a rarer type of Dust, right? Then show me. I want the you who’s loud and happy whenever you tell me about your crazy survival stories.”

Was Weiss aware of the fact that she was blushing in embarrassment? Probably not.

Nonetheless, you smiled.

[amethyst-beacon]

Hello!, so I have an idea so how about if sky’s listener were related to Ray’s listener or Zef’s listener I think that would be interesting (I got this idea from the Yuurivoice listeners being related to each other)

Also how are you doing?

I think this would be really cool! I always love the idea that everyone is connected in some way.

Also it'd be so funny if you found out ur siblings boyfriend is a vampire or a merman.

Bc now ur just standing there like damn. Put of everyone my boyfriends like the most normal? (They got with their ex bully idk if they have a stance to talk)

EDIT: Also I'm doing fine!! I have a meeting with hr at the library I'm going to work at on the 8th. Every excited and nervous.

[majosullivan]

Recently had a re-read of episode one and I am having so many thoughts about Kappa’s birth cause like…there is just so much to unpack there given what we know so far, plus, there is just something to breaking down plot points in a somewhat comedic manner.

Like think about it: the God of the Surface sent down this golden magical fish egg on what would otherwise be considered a random Tuesday in the ocean. Magical egg popped out this toddler sized baby. God of the Surface made sure that said baby’s cognitive development was sped far enough along so he could talk and would have the capability to start completing prophecies as soon as he popped out. This however did not include them making sure the baby had the ability to read. They then tell this baby what his job will be for his entire life and then just, fucks off. To where? For what reason? Are they possibly unable to speak any further with him for some reason? Are they dead? Did they get lost looking for the milk? Who knows! We certainly don’t right now. All we know is that they sent out, what by all means, is their newborn son to complete these unbreakable pacts that they made with different castles, with there being no proper guardian to look after and teach this baby in sight (the closest thing Kappa had to this being creatures in the sea keeping an eye on him so he didn’t die).

As one can likely expect from the previous facts, one day into being alive, this baby has already started the pathway towards developing an anxiety disorder and hating his assigned life role since the very first prophecy he completed did not go the way people expected and he has no way of finding out why, with his only source of information seemingly ignoring him. This isn’t even going into all the other traumatic shit Kappa goes through later in life (you know, like that time he skinned himself alive to save a dying castle but in the end, he couldn’t because of forces out of his control), and more relavently to this topic, how there is supposed to be OTHER BEACONS to help take care of prophecies from each castle.

Kappa is in clear need of therapy, but all things considered, the fact he turned out to be as much as a functioning adult as he has is impressive

[girlbob-boypants]

Heart of Deimos was like...what if there was an adult cartoon family made of mutant war criminals who explained absolutely nothing about the plot of the pilot episode and then the Tenno became their therapist in exchange for a poisonous dog and a mushroom gun

[yangsbandana]

Keep seeing rwby revisionism where people are acting like Yang hasn't been in love and whipped for Blake since beacon, I'd like to remind everyone how Yang asked Blake and only Blake for a dance, and she danced with no one else, how she opened up to blake about raven because she knew that was the only way she was gonna get her to finally get rest. How Blake's opinion of her mattered so much she broke into tears at the thought of Blake not trusting her. The way she instantly jumped at adam to protect blake while CRYING because blake was hurt. And how she shut down and even pushed ruby away once it hit her that blake was gone, after all that blake ran. There was a real possibility she would never see the girl she cares for so much, the girl she's starting to realize she has been in love with this whole time, ever. Yang wanted to love Blake and have that love returned for two years and it must so cathartic to finally be able to do it.

fuck yeah. beacon bees so, so real.

i will say here that i do think the bees could have benefited from just one more scene with the two of them in the beacon era. something in early v3, i think, maybe just after the fight they won as team rwby. @kienava told me a while back that they think that there could have been a scene where blake admitted that she chose yang in the emerald forest intentionally, and i think that would be a good fit,,, something along the lines of yang commenting on how their team attack was the finishing move in the fight and how well they work together, before blake comes clean about the reasons she chose yang as a partner. i feel like that also could have nicely contrasted with blake's comparison between adam and yang later in the volume.

[tervaneula]

I apologize in advance for the amount of Boops I will be spamming your way today. Be warned. With much love ❤️

LET THEM COME <3

[mamawasatesttube]

this is off topic but wrt given names and the importance of identity — if i had more than a single braincell to rub together the narrative potential of kon-el (the gift of a kryptonian legacy given by kal-el) combined with robin (the gift of mary grayson that has transformed into a legacy in gotham) would be simply delicious

MAN. absolutely so true and of course this just really makes me think . HERE'S HOW ROBIN KON CAN STILL WIN...

like honestly the dick & kon bonding in robin kon verse makes me mildly insane. PLUS there's the added layer of nightwing being the overlap - nightwing the kryptonian deity, a name gifted to dick grayson ALSO by kal-el. there's something so juicy here. i need to marinate in it further. man....

[djpaige]

Okay but the most important thing of the fireside chat: when Matt is talking about Omar and he says 'I love you' as part of the story, and you can hear Omar's collar clink as he looks up.

Y'all, Matt says that to Omar so much that Omar responded to it like his name 😭

[faunandfloraas]

everyone directly saying "That's not very noice" to felix 400 times:

Felix: