#black gold gavin

[drawsmaddy]

[ID: A digital illustration of Apollo Justice and Klavier Gavin from Ace Attorney. The designs are from @u3pxx's role swap au. On the left side of the image is a full body drawing of Apollo. His hair horns are down across his forehead instead of vertical and he is wearing a red suit, blue waistcoat, white turtleneck, black boots, and gold accessories including a belt with a pair of gold handcuffs in the middle. He is standing confidently with his right hand in his pocket and his left hand holding the edge of his suit jacket. On the upper right is a drawing of Apollo in the same outfit but the drawing is done to look a little more like an Ace Attorney sprite. Apollo stands with his arms folded looking up at the viewer and a text box in front of him reads "You don't see many faces as pretty as yours at crime scenes." Where his name should be above the text box there are three question marks instead. Behind him is a simple sketch of People Park. On the lower right is a drawing of Klavier. He is wearing a purple suit jacket, dark blue shirt, small white scarf, defense attorney's badge, and glasses. His hair is tied in a loose ponytail over his left shoulder. He looks down (presumably at Apollo from the above drawing) and blushes as he says "Ah, hallo to you too?". End description.]

@aaroleswapau has stolen my whole heart oh my god <3

(I tried to think of something a similar level of deranged to Klavier saying "but this is the first time I've felt this way with a man" when he first meets Apollo but a bit more Apollo flavoured 😅)

[cyanbugremix]

[Image Description: Fanart of Huxley, Gavin and Freelancer enjoying the sun outside, and making flower crowns in chibi forms. Huxley is placing a rainbow flower crown on Freelancer's head. Huxley has dark brown skin and black hair with blond at the tips of his dreadlocks. His hair is also put up in a bun. Huxley is wearing a green tank top with a lighter green 69 on the front, gray shorts, and light green tennis shoes. Freelancer is an outline of a chibi person, colored in white, with a rainbow circle of their Freelancer symbol on their left shoulder. Freelancer is making a flower crown with yellow flowers for Huxley. Gavin is laying on the grass, stretched out and relaxed. Gavin has lighter brown skin than Huxley. He has a long braid, black hair and with purple and pink flowers tucked in his braid. Gavin also is wearing a heart choker, red cat-eyeliner, gold earrings, a red unbuttoned button-up shirt and a black tank top, black pants, and red tennis shoes. Gavin also has curly pink horns that go from dark pink to pastel. His tail also goes from dark pink to pastel, and has a spade or heart shape at the end of it. The tone of the image is the three are happy and content. /END Image Description.]

Based on my post: HERE!

Drew little chibis of Gavin, Huxley, and Freelancer enjoying the sun and decorating themselves with flowers!

[empydoc]

have some random headcanons if you please

i feel like asher’s the obvious type to smile whilst kissing his partner but i also entertain the idea that david does it too, especially if he’s had a shit day prior

avior has sharp teeth ,,

when walking beside sunshine, elliott holds out his hand with his palm facing them for them to hold. (sunshine finds it funny that he doesn’t verbally ask, but instead asks thru this gesture)

blake did his nails black like last month and they’re all chipped and shitty now but he doesn’t really care

gavin wears gold

touch starved? anton, obviously. less obviously, james (is all over his partner when he gets home /nsx)

lasko owns one of those huge fucking american ass water bottles that holds SO much fucking water.

when at work, guy actively seeks things that remind him of his partner (and it’ll be the weirdest shit, too)

vincent owns/owned one of those ‘kiss the cook’ aprons (lovely does/did always take him up on such a thing)

big hands aaron . aaron w big hands. hands ? aaron

i like to think hush sits on chairs like L (from death note) does … accurate? no. funny? yes.

[brainrotcharacters]

We are gathered here today to discuss, in the most neurotypical ways imaginable,

🔥 Black-Filipino Damien 🔥

Black creators in the fandom are encouraged to pitch in. pls. I'm so excited

look if s2 Ekko and s2 Mel Medarda are any indication, it's this: any black characters written with love will be hot

Black Filipino Damien who associates his fires with both of his heritages. He uses orange and gold flames for the first time in the neighborhood and the younger kids think he's making his own jewelry. He uses silver and blue flames trying to compare it to the seaside Philippine sky.

Black Filipino Damien who goes to pride parades and defaults as one of the bodyguards (Hux, by association, follows)

Black Filipino Damien who learned braids from both heritages I'm so jealous actually /lh

Black Filipino Damien who learned accents, dialects, dishes of Ilocano, Cebuano, Bisaya, Bulaceño, Bicolano, etc. and it slips out when he stops masking among the D.A.M.N. crew.

Black Filipino Damien who has easy access to generational trauma and generational anger

Black Filipino Damien who knows arnis and balisong and often applies the principles to his powers. Inversion, anyone?

Black Filipino Damien who points with his lips so Huxley kisses him in passing and Damien laughs "Para kang tanga sabi ko ayun"

Black Filipino Damien who picks things up with his bare feet

Black Filipino Damien rnb king 👑 the first time Huxley heard him humming he had gay panic reminiscent of their early relationship it was cute

Black Filipino Damien whose accent slips and Huxley prays he never misses any of those moments

Black Filipino Damien with excellent slipper aim 🥿 basketball stuck at the edge of the hoop? Give him a second. Gavin being a menace and running away? His slippers spark when he throws them. Cuteness aggression because of Huxley fifteen feet away? BANG! fuckin sniper

TBA when I think of more

[us3rnam3-r3dact3d]

the world (it burns through me)

Ao3 | 3.6k Words | Freelancer's POV

Gabriel Shaw raised his son in this fire house, in this office as Captain. And Asher’s dad was his lieutenant. And Milo’s dad was the beat cop who would divert his route to clear a scene when he heard the 10-19 was on a call. The house was fill of lineage, full of families of firefighters and their sons.

It was a lineage that you weren’t a part of.

_

Firefighter/EMT au. Darlin is still the black sheep. Quinn is still a problem. Sam is still a healer, of sorts. He still heals them, in a way.

TW: blood and injury, medical talk, burn out, passing out from exhaustion, generally dissatisfaction when receiving medical care, refusal of medical care

It was the winter after you flunked out of medical school and you were buttoning up the starched, navy EMT uniform shirt that you’d received a few hours before. Gavin thought that this was a good idea when you’d pitched it, but not for the reasons you’d brought up. You originally wanted to be an EMT as an appeal to your mother, who had, upon your withdrawal from school, languished that her youngest was as much of a disappointment as their older siblings. 

Your sister was a school teacher. Your brother was an artist. By ‘disappointment ,’ Mom meant ‘ not a doctor or lawyer .’

But you couldn’t stay in med school. You tried, you did. You took yourself as far as you could go. You pushed, pushed, tried so fucking hard. You didn’t sleep, skipped meals and social hour and ignored your phone when your friends called. And you were perfect. Straight A’s right up until the end. 

And then Damien found you on the floor of your kitchen at the end of finals week. You’d burned as long and as bright as you could, but by the end, all you were was burnt out. 

Your boys dragged you kicking and screaming to unenrollment. 

Two months later, Gavin insisted that you do something. Not for the money, that wasn’t an issue. What he’d already earned off of his OnlyFans could carry you two for the rest of your lives, let alone what he was yet to make. When you two got serious, Gavin made it clear that you didn’t have to work, that you could leave school and chase a passion, chase a dream. But all you had was medical textbooks and the hazy vision of being a surgeon of some type some day. You wanted to put that prefix in front of your name, hang up your diploma in the living room so everybody could see it. 

You didn’t know if you loved medicine. You thought that you probably just loved a job well done. 

Your hair was a mess. You smoothed it down in the little mirror affixed to the door of your locker. You caught sight of your surname embroidered in gold on the breast of your uniform shirt. Sam had gotten it done the day after your interview. Vincent said that he’d never seen Sam be so sure of something so fast. 

It was no use staring at your reflection. You’d always find something to tweak if you squinted hard enough. You shut your locker and made your way out of the bunk room. 

Station 10-19 was nice, very nice. A huge locker room, individual shower stalls, full sized beds with pressed white sheets. The kitchen had two ovens, a huge fridge, and the biggest pantry you’d ever seen. The firehouses you’d visited while getting certified were much smaller, much less impressive. All of this must have cost a fortune. 

“Shaw’s a master of budget balancing,” Vincent had told you that afternoon during your tour. “I swear, the dude spends hours sitting in his office crunching numbers. It’s honestly a little worrying.” 

You’d met David Shaw in your interview, but Sam Collins was your direct report. Shaw was a big dude, but after meeting a few of the other firefighters, you just started considering yourself scrawny. The whole firehouse was full of mutant giants.

Everybody was nice, but Vincent acted like he’d just gained a new best friend when he’d introduced himself that afternoon. He was a tall, slender man with bright gray eyes and a sharp smile. You recognized his last name, Solaire. His dad was the chief of surgery at Daliah General, the only level one trauma center in the area. It was your top pick for your residency. 

Solaire wasn’t a common name, but if Vincent was the son of a two time Harper-Avery winner, he didn’t show it. He moved with a cool confidence, and seemed to have that same confidence in you. He spoke to you like you knew what you were doing. Which, to be fair, you did. You just weren’t used to people treating you like it. 

“Don’t let Sam’s grumpy attitude fool you,” Vincent grinned as he led you towards the ambulance. “He’s a softy. A bit rough around the edges, but soft for sure.” 

You couldn’t imagine Sam Collins being soft, but you smiled and nodded anyway. Vincent showed you where everything was on the bus, and then reiterated the few things that you would likely actually use. The compression machine, the heart monitor, the AMBU bag. 

When the first code blared in your ears just as Vincent finished shoving everything back into their assigned cubbies. He grinned and patted you on the back, jumping up to the front and hopping on the radio as he revved the bus’s engine. 

Sam made his appearance a few seconds later, hopping into the bus and pointing you towards one of the two passenger seats in the back, strapping himself in. He nodded for you to do the same. 

It was quiet for a long time. Vincent called a few things into the radio before shouting back to Sam. 

“Single vic, third story apartment. Not sure the extent of the injuries. Landlord just found a blood trail.” 

“Let’s prep for a GSW and a laceration.” Sam replied. He grabbed for a few things within reach and threw them into his jump bag. “BleedStop’s over your head, Probie, grab me a few.” He held out his hand. It took you a second to realize he was talking to you. You jerked and reached up blindly, coming back with a few red and white packages. 

“Are these standard issue?” You asked softly, flipping one over in your hand. You heard Vincent laughing from up front. Sam grinned. 

“You were in medical school?” Sam asked after a few minutes. You nodded. “Internal medicine, peds…”

“Surgical.” You answered his unasked question. You ducked your head, looked away. Sam was quiet for a long moment. “I was four years into my residency when I called it quits.” He said. When you looked up, he was focused on the computer output, a pinch in his brow. You didn’t dare ask a question, break his concentration, but something in your chest eased. 

After roughly three minutes of sirens wailing and lights flashing, Vincent pulled up outside of a dilapidated, five story apartment building. This was the sort of street that you would refuse to let Gavin walk down alone, the sort of area you wanted Huxley next to you in. You shivered and kept close to Vincent as he loaded a jump bag on each of your shoulders. 

“It’ll be bloody.” Sam cracked his neck in anticipation. “Just keep your cool. You don’t gotta do much this time around, Probie. Watch the two of us closely and try to keep up.” You nodded sharply and followed him into the building. 

The landlord was waiting for you in the lobby (if this could be called a lobby). He was a short, round man with more bald spot than hair. He was tapping something out on his phone, the font blown up to such a big size you could read his message from this distance. You politely avoided looking at it, instead planting your gaze between his bushy eyebrows and trying to carry an air of confidence about you. 

“Finally,” he huffed, attaching his phone to the little plastic holster on his belt, “took you guys long enough. It’s upstairs, third floor.” He slammed a set of keys into Sam’s hand and turned on his heel, retreating through an office door. You heard the lock slide in place before any of you could say anything. 

“We’ve got the fastest response times in Dahlia.” Sam shouted after him, his face twisted up with annoyance. “Come on,” he turned towards the elevator and took a deep, calming breath. His rugged features somehow looked more handsome when pinched with frustration. The line between his eyebrows was present even as his face relaxed. 

The elevator doors opened to a pool of drying, congealing blood. Vincent whistled, shaking his head. 

“Dude,” he had the nerve to laugh, “these people really don’t like being alive. Whoever this is should have gone straight to the hospital.” The three of you piled in, stepping carefully around the blood. It resulted in you being awkwardly pressed against three separate walls. Vincent stretched to press the button for the third floor. 

“Look at where we are.” You waved your hand around the concerningly rickety elevator. “If they can only afford to live here, I’d bet they don’t have health insurance either.” 

Vincent’s face slackened in confusion, as though that thought had never occurred to him. 

“Dahlia Gen has a free clinic for that very reason.” Sam said. The elevator groaned and he caught the handrail nervously.

The blood trail continued when the doors opened, leading you straight to the vic’s apartment. The door was painted a sloppy brown color, the latest in a long line of landlord-specials. It was peeling around the corners, revealing white, beige, yellow, green…

Sam inspected the door for a few seconds before leaning into his radio. 

“Engine Two to Dispatch, confirm no PD?” He kept his voice low. His radio crackled as a voice called back. 

“Confirmed, Engine Two.” Dispatch replied. “Paramedics were the only ones called to the scene.” Sam sighed softly and scratched his head. 

“Cap?” Vincent asked. 

“Proceed with caution.” Sam replied. “You two stay behind me. We don’t make any moves until we see what we’re dealing with.” 

Sam stepped up to the door and knocked hard, three times, with the side of his fist. “DFD,” he shouted, “Paramedics, open up!”

There was no reply. 

“Hello!” Sam called again. “Paramedics!” 

Something shifted behind the door. You heard a curse, a stumble. Sam backed up and herded you and Vincent away from the door. 

It swung open wide. The apartment inside was dark and barren, like somebody had just moved in. A slumped figure was leaning against the doorway. You could see where the bloodtrail was coming from. Their hand was pressed firmly against their side. The steady drip of their blood against the floor made your stomach turn.

Were you really ready for this? Maybe medical school wasn’t so bad. 

“What?” They growled. Their shoulders were tensed and drawn up to their ears. 

“Jesus.” Sam breathed. He was stunned into silence for a moment, but only a moment. He jerked and then moved slow, indicating his movements boldly, so as not to surprise them. 

Even hunched over and bleeding, they cut an intimidating figure. Clad in a pair of ratty sweatpants and a muscle tee, you could see every inch of lean muscle and scar tissue that made them up. They were as tall as most of the firefighters in the 10-19. You thought they’d fit right in against Lieutenant Talbot’s frame, that they could hold their own in a fist fight against Captain Shaw. 

“You can leave.” They spat, their teeth lined with blood. They had something wild in their eyes, and you were concerned for a moment that they would lash out at Sam to get him away. He held strong, though, didn’t back down or look away. “I’m fine.” 

“You’re bleeding.” He pointed to their hand and cocked his head to the side. 

“This is private property.” They gritted out, close to a growl. 

“Private property owned by your landlord.” Sam nodded. “Who called us. You gonna bleed out on your feet or are you gonna let us in?” He put a hand out to steady them as they listed to the side. They jerked away from him. 

“Don’t fucking touch me!” They snapped, curling in on themself. 

“Well, excuse me for trying to help you!” He held his hands up in surrender, telegraphing his movements even as he griped. “Keep barkin’ at me like that and I’ll let you bleed out.” 

“Yeah well, my bite’s much worse.” They managed. They had gone a bit green and, when Sam reached for them again, they didn’t protest. 

“Well, ain’t you just darlin’.” Sam drawled. His face had gone serious, his focus pulled to the blood dripping down their side and the leg of their pants. “Come on, let’s get you sat down before you fall out.” 

Sam started steering them towards the patch-covered couch that sat in the center of the room. The apartment was a studio, although even that felt like a generous description. It was, really, a dingy, gray box. A sink sat dry in one corner next to a mini fridge and a poor excuse for a counter space. There was no bed, just the dirty, brown couch that looked as though it had been pulled from off the curb. A large section of the lumpy middle cushion was darkened with blood. There was one window that you didn’t think even you could fit out of, let alone your hulking patient. A shadeless lamp sat on the floor in the corner opposite the sink, casting the room in stark, dramatic shadow. 

Sam deposited your patient on the couch, where they collapsed in a heap of muscle and blood. He snapped on a pair of white gloves and held a hand out to Vincent, who snagged a jump bag from your shoulder and supplied him with the gauze he was apparently reaching for. It would be difficult, you thought, to keep up with them at first. These two seemed to be so familiar, so connected that they didn’t have to talk to know what the other needed. 

“Can you tell me your name?” Sam asked, raising his voice to try and cut through the buzz that blood loss left in the ear. “And where you are?” 

“I’m fine,” your patient groaned, shoving at Sam as they tried to sit up again. 

“Hold still .” Sam used his forearms to press them back into their couch without contaminating his gloves. “You’re gonna tear your stomach right open if you don’t ease back.”

“You need to work on your bedside manner, Doctor.” The patient grinned. Their face had gone sheet white. 

“Well, good thing I’m not a doctor, Darlin’.” He replied. Actually, you thought, he was. If he had been in his residency, he would’ve had to have a medical degree. He was a doctor, license or not. 

You reached for the BleedStop you’d stashed in the bus just as Sam’s hand swung back again. When you clapped the pack down in his palm, he turned, surprised. Vincent bumped your shoulder with his, smiling broadly.

“This is gonna sting.” Sam informed them before dumping the BleedStop over the wound and packing it with gauze. They shouted, short and hard, as they clamped a hand down on Sam’s shoulder. Vincent jerked as though to pull them off, but Sam shook his head sharply. Vincent backed off. “Saline,” He said, holding his hand back to you. You dug through your bag quickly before finding a pint of it. Vincent supplied a large syringe. 

Watching Sam work on a patient was like watching an artist paint. He had an intense air of focus about him, and his whole face lit up when he bent over the wound. He watched with rapt attention as the bleeding slowed and clotted. After a few minutes, he pulled a syringe full of saline from the bag and rinsed out the BleedStop. 

It was a stab wound, surrounded by ugly, red and purple bruising. It looked as though someone had punched the blade into them. 

“Can I lift this up?” Sam asked, indicating their shredded and blood-blackened shirt. They nodded sharply once. You watched as their steely face crumbled a bit as Sam touched them. Their bottom lip trembled. “Hey,” Sam said softly, freezing until they met his eye, “it’s gonna be okay. You’re gonna be okay.” He said it like it was true, like there was no doubt about it. 

In the end, despite the stab wound and the slash on their thigh and the obviously broken ribs and their split lip and their bloodied knuckles, they refused to go to the hospital. Sam spent fifteen odd minutes arguing with them. Honest-to-God arguing, shouting, cursing, lecturing. You thought that was probably against protocol, but he was right, so you weren’t going to snitch to Captain Shaw about it. The stab wound was concerning enough. The broken ribs were dangerous. One bone fragment, one twist of the skin to make it a compound fracture, one stutter of their lungs in just the wrong way. It could all prove deadly. They let Sam use suture glue on the stab wound and the cut, let him dab anesthetic against their knuckles, let him press a cold compact into their ribs. They didn’t let anybody else touch them. 

“There is a free clinic at Dahlia Gen.” Sam reiterated one last time as they hurried you out of the door. “If you start bleeding or have trouble breathing,” he patted around his uniform until he supplied a scrap of paper and pen from his breast pocket. He scrawled out a phone number and handed it over. Their fingers spread red across the crumpled, white paper. “Please call me.” 

The door shut hard in your faces. 

You made your way back through the blood stained halls. Sam turned the keys in to the landlord. You walked out into the crisp, winter air. 

“Are they all like that?” You asked as you took several deep breaths, free from the iron tang of blood that had permeated their apartment. 

“No.” Sam shook his head sharply. 

“It’s mostly drunk people.” Vincent assured you. 

“And kitchen knife incidents.” Sam chimed in. 

“And cardiac events.” Vincent nodded, hopping into the driver’s seat. You settled into the back of the ambulance with Sam and studied your hands. There was blood on the cuff of your uniform. Sam huffed and reached under his seat, pulling out a fresh uniform shirt. 

“Here, Probie.” He said. 

“Does it get easier?” You asked all of a sudden as you took the shirt from him. Sam smiled. 

“The blood?” He asked. “Yeah. Yeah, the blood gets easier. But not much else.” 

The two of them were right. Somewhere along your drive back to the 10-19, you got a call for a possible cardiac event that turned out to be an anxiety attack. You held the hyperventilating kid’s hand, walked them through breathing exercises you’d learned for Lasko while Sam assured their mom it was nothing to worry about. Straight from there, you got a call for an older woman, Mrs. Henrick, who claimed she fell and broke her hip. She was apparently a widow and a frequent caller. She just wanted Sam to put her kettle on and to ogle at Vincent for a while. He was impressively obliging, and matched her flirting one for one. It was a few more hours of just that; bouncing from call to call, emergency to emergency, but nothing quite like that first one. 

It was nearing dawn by the time Engine Two was finally cleared to return to the 10-19. You were just this side of exhausted, the adrenaline that kept you pushing through the night long worn off. Vincent walked you through the breakdown of the bus. Checking off the medical supplies one by one on your little inventory sheet was almost meditative. It lulled you towards the rest you knew was coming. You were on call for the next twelve hours, and then you’d be off for another twelve. You longed for that plush bunk room and the reprieve a few hours of rest would give you. 

Captain Shaw was in the kitchen when you and Vincent clambered in. He had looked so severe when you met him in your interview, clad in the navy button down of his daily uniform. He must have been getting on duty, because now he was wearing a tight, heather gray t-shirt with the Dahlia Fire Department logo emblazoned across his back. The shirt was stretched across his chest and arms, giving you a full view of his musculature. Sunlight filtered in through the windows, casting his dark features in warm, welcoming light. He was handsome. You couldn’t wait until you had an excuse to introduce him to Gavin. He’d have a field day with a man like David Shaw. 

“There can’t be that much blood in the human body,” he rumbled into his coffee cup. Sam laughed from his spot across the large, family style dining table that filled up most of the floor space in the room. There were pans out near the six burner stove; sausage, bacon, some weird looking strips of what must have been a vegetarian substitute. There was a plate stacked with pancakes, another stacked with waffles, and a bowl filled with sliced fruit. Two cartons of eggs were waiting, untouched, next to the stove. 

“You would be surprised how much a person can bleed and keep going if they have the will power.” Sam shrugged. He was flipping through a pile of paperwork, probably the releases from their calls tonight.

“Captain Shaw cooks every morning.” Vincent indicated towards the feast on the kitchen counter. “You should eat. Once morning shift gets in, it’ll be gone.” 

“And they refused transport to the hospital?” Shaw scoffed. 

“Yup.” Sam popped the ‘p’ in his mouth, shaking his head. He handed over a file from the top of his pile to Shaw, who flipped through their release form with only a bit of interest. 

His dark eyes flicked over the page once, and then widened. He sat up straighter, bending to get a better look at it. His eyes landed on the bottom of it, where your patient had printed their name next to their sloppy signature. 

Shaw’s coffee cup shattered in his hand, sending shards of ceramics and hot coffee all over him, the table, and the offending report.

[shadowqueenjude]

Part 4 of Fenrys x Nesta for @hrizantemy

read here or on ao3

Nesta stood there, stunned. She hadn’t just landed in a different nation; she’d landed in a whole other world. That explained why she and Fenrys spoke entirely different languages. What it didn’t explain is how Fenrys could understand what Nesta was saying and Nesta Fenrys in spite of it. It didn’t explain how they’d spoken in their dreams just a day before Fenrys had shown up in her world. All that Nesta could guess was that they had some sort of magical connection.

That woman…she had to be Fenrys’s queen. She was beautiful, with flowing blonde hair and blue-and-gold eyes. Nesta observed her companions: a massive white-haired faerie with tanned skin and green eyes like a hawk’s. The woman she had been talking to also has green eyes, though hers was paired with curly black hair tied into a bun. Sitting on a couch nearby was a small woman with pale skin and midnight hair and eyes, nestled in the lap of a giant man Nesta assumed was her husband. She could not see his face as it was covered by her, but she could see his massive legs. Fenrys, the hawk-eyed man, and this woman’s husband were gigantic. They were a far cry from the faeries in Prythian, aside from Cassian and Tamlin. Were all faeries here that big?

Though the queen appeared to be faerie too. The other women were human though. Huh.

The woman said unintelligible words again. Nesta turned to Fenrys for help.

“How did you get here, she asked,” Fenrys explained.

Nesta scoffed. “Why don’t you answer that, since it was you who jumped to me?”

Fenrys shrugged sheepishly and told the queen just that. Her brows flew into her hair. She muttered something and Fenrys translated.

“I thought the barrier between worlds had closed.”

Nesta squinted her eyes, confused. “What do you mean? You can travel between worlds if you have certain weapons made by the cauldron.”

“The what?”

“The cauldron. You know, the giant pot with which the Mother created the world?”

Fenrys translated her words to his queen. Everyone was looking at her now. Nesta crossed her arms over her chest defensively. She didn’t need Fenrys’s translation to understand those looks.

Girl, what?

“You don’t have a cauldron here?” Nesta asked. Fenrys shook his head. Nesta scowled. “Well, we have one,” she hissed. “And it can create dark and deadly things. Like me.”

Fenrys watched in awe as Nesta’s eyes began to glow with fire. It seemed the antithesis of Aelin’s- while her’s glowed orange-red, Nesta’s flame was silver. She stood tall, staring them all down, letting her power show. Borne from a Cauldron. It sounded like those terrible ilken, who had been made by servants of Erawan in the mountains. Once human beings, the ilken had been molded and twisted into enormous winged beings with sleek black fur and claws that could gut you in one swipe.

But Nesta was no Valg monstrosity. She clearly had emotions and a moral compass. Still, they did not know her, and she was yet another powerful being in Terrasen. Yet somehow, Fenrys trusted her wholeheartedly.

This court put Maeve’s to shame. But Fenrys couldn’t help but wonder if that may be a bad thing. Too much power in one place never turned out well.

“If you can still travel between worlds…” his queen Aelin said, worry clear in her voice, “does that mean there’s a possibility that the gods escaped their cages?”

The gods who had been stuck here in Erilea after wandering through a Wyrdgate, a special portal. Aelin had begged them to spare Queen Elena, who had trapped the Valg temporarily under Morath and eventually became a ghost in the eye of Elena. Instead, Diana had destroyed Elena’s memory and she wasn’t united with her husband Gavin in the world of the dead. To spite the gods, excluding Mala, who granted Aelin an extra kernel of her magic, she had banished the gods to hell. If they somehow escaped…well they weren’t going to be happy with his queen. And they were exceptionally powerful beings; there was a reason they were considered gods.

If the gods returned to wage war on Erilea…how would they survive?

“We can’t rule it out,” Rowan murmured to Aelin. “If there is more than one way to world-walk, it is a highly likely possibility.”

Aelin scrubbed her hands over her face. “We can’t survive another war. I don’t even have my world-shattering magic anymore, and neither does Dorian. I mean, we have the healers, but they’re split between here and the southern continent. Will it be enough?”

“What are they blabbering about?” Nesta demanded. Fenrys tried to explain as succinctly as possible. “They’re afraid an old enemy of ours may return for revenge, and our numbers are depleted. We are not powerful enough to stop them.”

Nesta shrugged. “It’s a good thing you have me, then,” she replied. Fenrys translated to Aelin, who stared at Nesta.

“Just who exactly is she?” Aelin wondered aloud.

Fenrys didn’t answer, but he knew exactly what she was. She was a queen without a crown.

[relicsongmel]

hi! i was reading your pinned post and it made me think - what color(s) are each of the aa main characters' theme songs! :0

Synesthesia question yippee!!!!! Here are all main character themes from the games I’ve played <3 so far I’ve done AA1 through AA4 as well as both Investigations games~

Phoenix Wright (Objection! 2001): G minor—dark green

Phoenix Wright (Objection! 2002): F minor—gray-blue

Phoenix Wright (Objection! 2004): D minor—sea green

Maya Fey (Turnabout Sisters 2001/2002): A♭ major—purple (roughly the same shade as her haori <3)

Miles Edgeworth (Great Revival): F minor—gray-blue

Franziska von Karma (Great Revival): G minor—dark green (though it’s worth noting that the Great Revival themes despite being in minor use a lot of borrowed harmonies from the major mode that end up brightening the overall color a little)

Dick Gumshoe (It’s Detective Gumshoe/I can do it when it counts, pal!): C minor—sea blue

Ema Skye (Turnabout Sisters 2005): C major—yellow

Ema Skye (Scientific Detective): G major—pink

Pearl Fey (Pearly Questioning): F major—cerulean

Godot (The Fragrance of Black Coffee): D major—green

Larry Butz (When Something Smells, It’s Usually Me): G mixolydian—yellow (but some sections sound blue due to borrowed flat harmonies)

Apollo Justice (Objection! 2007): G# minor—dark magenta

Trucy Wright (Child of Magic): D major—green

Klavier Gavin (Guilty Love): E♭ major—royal blue

Kay Faraday (The Great Truth Burglar): A minor—light gray

Shi-Long Lang (Speak Up, Pup!): E minor—gold

Raymond Shields (Joking Motive): A minor—light gray (with additional analysis available here if you’re interested :3)

Justine Courtney (Goddess of Law): F minor—gray-blue

Gregory Edgeworth (A Defense Attorney’s Knowledge): C major -> C minor—yellow -> sea blue

Sebastian Debeste (First-Class Reasoning): C major -> F major -> G major—yellow -> cerulean -> pink

Sebastian Debeste (A First-Class Farewell): G minor—dark green

You'll notice that not all colors necessarily match the character's color schemes. This is because while sometimes a character design can influence my synesthetic experiences (which is a whole other conversation in and of itself), they are still primarily based on the key of the theme itself—so a character theme in C major, for example, will always sound yellow regardless of which character it's meant to represent. This is both a blessing and a curse as sometimes the synesthetic color/mood will match a character perfectly whereas other times it will be completely off the mark. But it is still a very fun thing regardless—thank you for the ask!

[letters2fiction]

Welcome to Letters2fiction!

The concept here is to send in a question or a letter request, and you’ll get a response from your fictional character of choice, from the list below. Please stick to the list I’ve made, but of course, you can ask if there’s some other characters I write for, I don’t always remember all the shows, movies or books I’ve consumed over the years and I’m sure I’m missing a lot 😅

Status: New Characters added - Thursday March 21st, 2024

TV SERIES

A Discovery of Witches:

Matthew Clairmont

Baldwin Montclair

Gallowglass de Clermont

Marcus Whitmore

Philippe de Clermont

Jack Blackfriars

Sarah Bishop

Emily Mather

Diana Bishop

Ysabeau de Clermont

Miriam Shepard

Phoebe Taylor

Gerbert D’Aurillac

Peter Knox

Father Andrew Hubbard

Benjamin Fuchs

Satu Järvinen

Meridiana

Law and Order:

Rafael Barba

Sonny Carisi

Joe Velasco

Mike Duarte

Terry Bruno

Peter Stone

Hasim Khaldun

Nick Amaro NEW!

Mike Dodds

Grace Muncy

Kat Tamin

Toni Churlish

Amanda Rollins

Olivia Benson

Rita Calhoun

Casey Novak

Melinda Warner

George Huang

Sam Maroun

Nolan Price

Jamie Whelan

Bobby Reyes

Jet Slootmaekers

Ayanna Bell

Jack McCoy

Elliot Stabler

One Chicago:

Jay Halstead (Could also be Will if you want)

Antonio Dawson

Adam Ruzek

Greg "Mouse" Gerwitz

Dante Torres

Vanessa Rojas

Kevin Atwater

Sean Roman

Matt Casey

Kelly Severide

Joe Cruz

Sylvie Brett

Blake Gallo

Christopher Hermann

"Mouch"

Otis

Violet Mikami

Evan Hawkins

Mayans MC:

Angel Reyes

Miguel

Bishop

Coco

Nestor

911 verse:

Athena Grant

Bobby Nash

Henrietta "Hen" Wilson

Evan "Buck" Buckley

Eddie Diaz

Howie "Chimney" Han

Ravi Panikkar

T.K. Strand

Owen Strand

Carlos Reyes

Marjan Marwani

Paul Strickland

Tommy Vega

Judson "Judd" Ryder

Grace Ryder

Nancy Gillian

Mateo Chavez

The Rookie:

Lucy Chen

Tim Bradford

Celina Juarez

Aaron Thorsen

Nyla Harper

Angela Lopez

Wesley Evers

BBC Sherlock:

Greg Lestrade

Mycroft Holmes

Sherlock Holmes

Moriarty

Molly

Bridgerton:

Anthony Bridgerton

Benedict Bridgerton

Simon Basset

Daphne Bridgerton

Eloise Bridgerton

Kate Sharma

Edwina Sharma

Marina Thompson/Crane

Outlander:

Jamie Fraser

Claire Beauchamp Randall Fraser

Frank Randall

Black Jack Randall

Brianna Fraser

Roger MacKenzie

Fergus Fraser

Marsali Fraser

Jenny Fraser Murray

Ian Murray Sr.

Ian Fraser Murray

Murtagh Mackenzie

Call The Midwife:

Shelagh Turner / Sister Bernadette

Dr. Patrick Turner

Nurse Trixie Franklin

Nurse Phyllis Crane

Lucille Anderson

Nurse Barbara Gilbert

Chummy

Sister Hilda

Miss Higgins

PC Peter Noakes

Reverend Tom Hereward NEW!

Narcos:

Horacio Carrillo

Peaky Blinders:

Tommy Shelby

Downton Abbey:

Robert Crawley, Earl of Grantham

Cora Crawley, Countess of Grantham

Lady Mary Crawley

Lady Edith Crawley

Lady Sybil Crawley

Violet Crawley, Dowager Countess of Grantham

Isobel Crawley

Matthew Crawley

Lady Rose MacClare

Lady Rosamund Painswick

Henry Talbot

Tom Branson

Mr. Charles Carson

Mrs. Hughes / Elsie May Carson

John Bates

Anna Bates

Daisy Mason

Thomas Barrow

Joseph Molesley

Land Girl:

Connie Carter

Reverend Henry Jameson (Gwilym Lee's version)

Midsomer Murder:

DCI Tom Barnaby

Joyce Barnaby

Dr. George Bullard

DCI John Barnaby

Sarah Barnaby

DS Ben Jones

DS Jamie Winter

Sgt. Gavin Troy

Fleur Perkins

WPC Gail Stephens

Kate Wilding

DS Charlie Nelson

Sergeant Dan Scott

NEW! Once Upon A Time

Regina / The Evil Queen

Mary Margaret Blanchard / Snow White

David Nolan / Prince Charming

Emma Swan

Killian Jones / Captain Hook

Mr. Gold / Rumplestiltskin

Neal Cassidy / Baelfire

Peter Pan

Sheriff Graham Humbert / The Huntsman

Jefferson / The Mad Hatter

Belle

Robin of Locksley / Robin Hood

Will Scarlet

Zelena / Wicked Witch

Alice (Once in Wonderland)

Cyrus (Once in Wonderland)

Jafar (Once in Wonderland)

Gideon

Tiger Lily

Naveen

Tiana

Granny

Ariel

Prince Eric

Aladdin

Jasmine

Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde

Hercules

Megara

Tinker Bell

Merida

Red Riding Hood

Mulan

Aurora / Sleeping Beauty

Prince Phillip

Cinderella

Prince Thomas

NEW! The Vampire Diaries / The Originals

Stefan Salvatore

Damon Salvatore

Caroline Forbes

Elena Gilbert

Bonnie Bennett

Enzo St. John

Niklaus Mikaelson

Elijah Mikaelson

Kol Mikaelson

Rebekah Mikaelson

Freya Mikaelson

Finn Mikaelson

Mikael

Esther

Marcel Gerard

Davina Claire

MOVIES

The Pirates of the Caribbean:

Captain Jack Sparrow

Barbossa

Will Turner

Elizabeth Swann

James Norrington

Kingsman:

Merlin

Harry Hart

Eggsy Unwin

James Spencer / Lancelot

Alastair / Percival

Roxy Morton / Lancelot

Maximillian Morton / The Shepherd

Orlando Oxford

Jack Daniels / Whiskey

Gin

BOOKS

Dreamland Billionaire series - Lauren Asher:

Declan

Callahan

Rowan

Iris

Alana

Zahra

Dirty Air series - Lauren Asher:

Noah

Liam

Jax

Santiago

Maya

Sophie

Elena

Chloe

Ladies in Stem - Ali Hazelwood books:

Olive

Adam

Bee

Levi

Elsie

Jack

Mara

Liam

Sadie

Erik

Hannah

Ian

Fourth Wing - Rebecca Yarros:

Xaden Riorson

Dain Aetos

Jack Barlowe

Rhiannan Matthias

Violet Sorrengail

Mira Sorrengail

Lillith Sorrengail

Bodhi Durran

Liam Mairi

[star-sheeps]

spider-damien!!!

here’s what the writing says:

Damien tries to hide the fact he’s spiderman, but most of the DAMN crew knows that it’s him. the people that don’t realize/believe it’s him are huxley, dear, and freelancer(gavin has tried and failed to convince fl that it’s damien lol)

other stuff i wrote down:

for his suit design, there are flames on his arms and legs. he’s wearing black red and gold jordans (do those exist? i’m tooo lazy to google it)

hux and damien are still dating like canon, and huxley highkey thinks spiderman is hot, and he has no idea that it’s his boyfriend lmao.

the jacket he’s wearing is a DAMN fire elemental jacket (i’m going to design these and more soon 👀) which is another reason why gavin is shocked fl doesn’t think it’s damien.

[mightyflamethrower]

And Suddenly, Gavin Newsom's Electric Car Mandate Looks Pretty Dumb to LA Fire Victims

Victoria Taft | 9:21 AM on January 17, 2025

Even now, the homeless LA gliteratti, who soon may be allowed to sift through the ashes of their homes in hopes of finding the gold coins that looters haven't dug up yet, wonder how they could have been so gullible. They bought Newsom's climate change diktats hook, line, and gas can, and now their electric car doesn't work. Their beloved Tesla and their neighbor's Nissan Leaf are charred carbon hulks considered by the environment police to be portable toxic waste dumps. I'm sorry, sir, and you can't move it until we've studied the environmental externalities of your charred car. Grab a number.

And no mocking these poor folks, America, because this Caltastrophe may have bought more time for the rest of the country to shout down the climate cultists in state houses across the country. California's proof of concept showed that climate nirvana doesn't protect the environment for humans. 

Indeed, though less important, it's now dawning on Angelenos, more than a week after the fires started, that they're witnessing the incineration of all the "greenhouse emissions reductions" promised in Newsom's 2035 gas car ban. 

More pointedly, if you have no power for a week, as thousands of Los Angeles residents who live near the evacuated fire areas have experienced, you can't charge your car battery. What happens if the fire spreads and you can't get out?

When their lives depended on it, the diktats and mandates didn't help, but gas cars sure did.

The LA Times reported — and I'm sure it killed them to do it — that EV drivers are having a tough time of it. 

You’ve plugged your electric vehicle into your home charger and hit the sack. Overnight, high winds topple a power line. Your charger blacks out. Then, a report of a fire, followed by an evacuation order. Your battery’s only charged to 25%. And it’s your only car. Such are the fears some California car buyers are expressing amid the fires that have devastated Los Angeles County and forced people to evacuate their homes at a moment’s notice.

Believe it or not, there were no woke follow-up promises of ponies and unicorns in the LAT, though I'm sure they would have proved more useful than cars with dead batteries. 

The Times brought anecdotes crystallizing some of the biggest problems with forcing people to have nothing but electric vehicles by 2035. 

A gasoline car “can evacuate in any direction on any road and still get fuel when needed,” said Matthew Butterick, a Los Angeles attorney who lives near Griffith Park. “The EV stations on evacuation routes would have massive lines and delays, gasoline stations less so. And the electric grid may not be available. Power companies turn off power to avoid sparking a fire and also to avoid legal liability. This is probably the future of all the hillside neighborhoods.” His sentiments were echoed by Val Cipollone, who lives in the wooded hills above Berkeley. She owns a Nissan Leaf, a full electric vehicle with a roughly 220-mile range, which she plans to sell. “Who knows how far you’d have to drive” after a disaster, she said. “I used to think I’d only need to drive to my place of work. But who knows, I might have to go much farther.”

It bears noting that Jimmy Carter-like lines for electricity to power cars aren't any better than waiting in gas lines in 1973. Nobody wants that. 

These people are waiting in subfreezing temperatures for gas — propane — with which to cook and keep warm. It's a three-mile-long line. This has been going on for weeks for the people in the hurricane-stricken areas of North Carolina. 

[ramenwaitr3ss]

Don’t know if this has been done before- but-

What I personally think the redacted boys and listeners favorite monster flavor would be.

The boi’s first^^

David: either the regular or the Java monster, I feel like he wouldn’t drink them avidly but he’d drink them if he needed to get something done if he didn’t have enough energy.

Asher: Green or the Fruit juice one. He likes the combo of sweet and sour so usually he’ll pick depending on the mood lol.

Milo: I don’t think they sell them anymore- but monster had a tea brand for a little bit and they weren’t half bad to me personally, so I think he’d like the green tea monster a lot^^ and he definitely was upset when they stopped selling them, so now he just drinks any of the coffee ones.

Sam: Darlin’ had to get him to try one, and it was the white one so once every blue moon he’ll get the white one and drink it.

Vincent: either the Strawberry lemonade one or gold. I am firm on them, and he had a short phase in drinking monster for a little while.

Porter: Gold. No explanation needed.

Gavin: Rosa, he likes it because 1. It’s fucking pink 2. It’s fizzy, I have a personal headcannon that Gavin and Caelum love any carbonated drink because they like the fizz lol.

Damien: he doesn’t drink them. He drinks redbull.

Huxley: the mango one^^ you can never go wrong with a classic, and he sometimes drinks them before going to the gym.

Lasko: Orange, it taste like starbursts to him and he’ll drink it like his life depends on it.

Listeners^^

Angel: Any of the coffee ones, they are a life line for them. When working they always have one on hand, when they are gaming, they always have one on hand, when they are doing chores- THEY ALWAYS HAVE ONE ON HAND.

Baabe: Any of the rehab flavors, or just the regular one, they don’t really drink them unless they need to key in on something important.

Sweetheart: Gold, because it fits their aesthetic✨✨

Darlin: they will drink any flavor as long as it gets the job done.

Lovely: The purple one. They also would make battery acid 100%.

Treasure: The Aussie Lemonade, I don’t know why.

Freelancer: They mostly drink the Strawberry lemonade one as well, but they personally really love ultra black. And they have ordered a pack of them on several occasions they just never last long for them😭

Co-worker: They don’t drink energy drinks😭

These are personal headcannons lol, let me know what you think!!

[cyanbugremix]

More Gavin Fanart!!

Redesigned Gavin but also put him in a gorgeous corset so it's under the cut because of NSFW stuff!

[Image Description for the first image: Gavin in a corset that has butterfly wings on the top and bottom of the corset. The corset is hot pink and pastel pink. His arms are stretched and hands are folded behind his head. His legs are spread slightly open and his tail is curled behind him. His tail has a heart at the end. He has pinkish horns that spiral around. Gavin has tan brown skin. His hair is black and in a long braid that falls over the right side of his chest. He has a few moles placed on his body: one on his right arm, one on his chest, one on his left collarbone, and one on his left leg. He has two vertical, rectangular, gold earrings. Gavin also have see-through black pantyhose. The tone of the image is mostly flirty and sexual. The background is a pinkish-purple with random purple stars. The second image is black and white line-art of Gavin (the same picture) with some pink color to the tail and horns. The third image is a picture of a blue butterfly corset from Jean Paul Gautier 2014 and was used as reference. /END Image Description.]

Link to the corset picture HERE!

Fun fact: I originally was going to draw Lasko in this corset! Also if you look really close at the top of his tights on the right leg, you can see his symbol.

And, I'm trying to take more time make the line-art smoother, and figure out how to draw the eyes and nose better so I like my style more.

[celaenaeiln]

12 am anon here. okay so uh we havent talked about it cause i rly dunno how to tell them “yeah i think ur rly cute and i love it when you ramble abt the things you like and sometimes i do wanna kiss u” . anyways what songs do u think are dick grayson coded

personally some that come to mind are surface pressure from encanto, bad idea right and brutal by olivia rodrigo, and nerves by dpr ian. spring day by bts specifically when it comes to donna and wally and all his other dead loved ones

*older post I'm getting to now, 12 am anon and girlfriend are happily together, I just needed time to collate a list*

But that aside, you are literally the cutest. You make me so happy every time ;)

Surface Pressure, Bad Idea Right, and Brutal are all spot on!

I'd never heard Nerves before but now I've listened to it on repeat

Spring Day (eng ver) hadn't even entered my mind but now it won't get out.

Honestly all of Taylor Swift's and Olivia Rorigo's songs match Dick so perfectly

Orange are feel goods/exciting/dramatic story creation types

Blacks are sad/meloncholy/reflection songs about the darker side

I guess this is a Dick Grayson playlist.

Songs-

Come Hang Out by AJR - The Titans with Dick

You're Gonna Go Far Kid by The Offspring - self-explanatory.

Warriors of the Mind

You're on your own kid

This kpop song (anon knows, you might too)

My Version of You by Beth Crowley - reminded me of Tim and Dick's relationship when they fought during Dick's Batman era

Stop you're losing me by Taylor Swift - matches Dick fighting with Bruce

Unstoppable by Sia - reminds me of how the entire Superhero community relies on Dick and how he reacts in response

Let the Games Begin by AJR - is Dick constantly acting and ready for attention. Dick dealing with Gotham high society

Whatever It Takes by Imagine Dragons - embodies him in his entirety. If there's one song that defines him, it's this for me.

Toxic Thoughts by Faith Marie - Him struggling with his insecurities of breaking his own records

Welcome to the Show by Britt Nicole - Robin Dick being a little psycho and taking his team on an adventure

The First One by Astrid S - careful. It's about Nightwing (1996) Issue #134. Not sure if it can be considered canon or not, it's a gray area for me

Leader of the Landslide by The Lumineers - Basically Dick's reaction to Bruce abandoning him with all the kids and him being protective of them. Relates to Gotham War most clearly but always

Fire by Gavin Degraw - Dick's bamfness and journey

Christmas Kids by Roar - Here comes Bruce's messed up attachment issues to Dick

Million to One by Camila Cabello - Dick's perfectionist issues and dreams of being greater

If You Go Down ( I'm Going Down Too) by Kelsea Ballerini - Dick and Donna's ride or die relationship.

Don't Think Just Run by Beth Crowley - Dick, leadership, and the superheroes' reliance on him

Labour - Dick hypothically getting tired of Bruce dumping every single thing on him

Panic Room by Au/Ra - Scarecrow telling Dick in Knight Terrors that his fear may be the scariest fear of them all. I'm just imagining everyone getting trapped in Dick's head and being forced to face his fear. That would be such a fun story to write.

Rise by Katy Perry - Dick will always overcome and thrive.

Edge of Glory by Lady Gaga - Dick with the Titans just as they score a major victory

Human by Christina Perri - Dick asking for a reprieve (in his head)

Human by Krewlla - Same but sadder

Dress by Charlotte Sands - Other people falling in love with Dick

Gold Rush by Taylor Swift - How other people fall in love wiht Dick told through the eyes of Barbara or Kori

Heart of Stone by Six the Musical - Dick's unwavering love for Bruce

Achilles Come Down by Gang of Youths - Dick is Achilles.

Geronimo by Sheppard - Silver Age Teen Titans era except it's all of them.

Circus by Britney Spears - C'mon. He's performer born for the spotlight.

Je vole by Louane - Dick's message to Bruce about him leaving

Je vais t'aimer by Louane - The intensity of Dick's love that sometimes leaves his lovers entralled, breathless, and scared.

Location by AJR - Dick reaching out to someone (not necessarily romantic)

Bird Set Free by Sia - Dick lives for himself and his morals. He lives for peace.

She Sets the City on Fire by Gavin Degraw - Other people's point of view of Dick

Dark Paradise by Lana Del Rey - Dick's grief and mourning for Bruce's passing

Wonderland by Taylor Swift - Roy and Dick's relationship

Head Above the Water by Avril Lavigne - Dick being the superhero community's rock and leadership.

Nightmare by Halsey - Dick's a little wild but that's the reason he's still alive. This is just him going after Blockbuster.

Graveyard by Halsey - Dick literally keeping Bruce from destroying himself

The Phoenix by Fall Out Boy - Just Dick raising super powered team after team and yanking everyone onto their feet

Pompeii by Bastille - Dick's perspective after the bombing of Bludhaven

The entire sour album by Olivia Rodigro - To describe Dick and Bruce after Bruce fired him

Troublemaker by Olly Murs - How literally none of his exes can let him go

Issues by Julia Michaels - Dick and Kori's relationship

See You Again by Wiz Khalifa and Charlie Puth - Dick and the Titans

Monster by Eminem and Rihanna - The amount of times people have told Dick he was crazy and he laughed and did it anyway

Superhero by Simon Curtis - Teen Titans Dick

Thunder by Imagine Dragons - Dick always takes charge of himself and his own destiny

A Million Dreams, the Greatest Showman - It literally sounds like Dick's inner thoughts to make Gotham a better place

Brave by Sara Bareilles - It's reminiscent of Dick's speech to Conner

Secrets and Lies by Death Note the Musical - This is Outsiders Dick Grayson to a T

Playing His Game by Death Note the Musical - This is how Dick solves all his crimes and mysteries

Drinking alone by Carrie Underwood - Ric Grayson

[justinspoliticalcorner]

Edward Helmore at The Guardian:

The founder of the Proud Boys, the far-right group that played a major role in the January 6 riot at the US Capitol and was memorably instructed by Donald Trump to “stand back and stand by”, told the makers of a Trump documentary that his group wasn’t responsible for what happened that day. In the film, Gavin McInnes, the UK-born British Canadian citizen who co-founded Vice magazine and was influential in the New York hipster scene of the early 2000s before becoming a far-right militia figure, says: “It was you. If anyone should apologise … it should be the corrupt leftwing media, and I’ll accept your apology now if you want to do it.” McInnes was quoted in the documentary, which has aired on the BBC’s Panorama strand, as saying: “We want to make America hate again.” The program – Trump: A Second Chance? – talks to ardent Trump supporters about their enduring support for the New York property developer and reality TV show figure who faced two impeachment inquiries during four years in office and has been indicted in four separate criminal cases since, including being found guilty of 34 felony counts.

Polls suggest an exceptionally tight US presidential race, with the final few days of campaigning before next week’s vote characterized by Democrats’ claims that a second Trump term would plunge the US into a period of neo-fascism. At a packed Trump rally in New York’s Madison Square Garden on Sunday, the speakers rotated between patriotism and grievance, including a podcaster who called the unincorporated US territory of Puerto Rico a “floating island of garbage”, made lewd comments about Latinos, depicted Jews as cheap and Palestinians as rock-throwers.

McInnes, described by Vanity Fair as “one of our era’s most troubling extremists”, was not at the January 6 protest. But about 50 members of the Proud Boys group – designated a “terrorist entity” by the Canadian government – faced charges for their part in the insurrection, which was staged to prevent the certification of the 2020 election. The Proud Boys chair, Henry “Enrique” Tarrio, 39, of Miami, Florida, was sentenced to 22 years in prison last year after being convicted of seditious conspiracy and other charges.

The US attorney general, Merrick Garland, said the sentences that the Proud Boy members received reflected “the danger their crimes pose to our democracy” and Tarrio had “learned that the consequence of conspiring to oppose by force the lawful transfer of presidential power”. McInnes resigned from the Proud Boys in November 2018 after 10 members were charged in connection with a brawl on the Upper East Side of Manhattan. But in 2022, he was pictured in a black hoodie embroidered with the gold Proud Boy logo. McInnes said on his Get Off My Lawn podcast that he was wearing the Proud Boy regalia “as an homage to our brothers behind bars”.

Pathetic assclown Gavin McInnes is so whack and out of touch.

[makaira-art]

Ace Attorney x Paselabo Collaboration Cafe Translations

Translated from this website

Announcing the commemorative Collaboration for the release of "Ace Attorney 456 Apollo Justice Selection"! Original illustrated goods are being sold again. Event period: 1/25/2024 - 2/29/2024 Host store: Paselabo Tower Shinjuku Store

To commemorate the release of "Ace Attorney 456 Apollo Justice Selection", A collab cafe will be left from January 25th, 2024 at the Tokyo/Shinjuku "Paselabo Tower Shinjuku Store", selling takeout drinks! We have decided to resell the illustrated goods that were released at the 2021-2022 Monster Hunter Bar in Akihabara and Anshin Oyado in Nagoya! Don't miss this opportunity!

Collab Menu Reproduction of popular drinks from past collaborations! The drink inspired by Blackquill has become a hot coffee that's perfect for the cold season. Please enjoy our new food menu!

◆Takeout menu (700 yen, 770 yen w/ tax) Apollo Justice: Hot-blooded Hot Lemonade Take a breather with this warm berry lemonade. "I'M FINE!" Hot lemonade, cranberry juice

Phoenix Wright: No Objections! Apple Soda There are no objections to this apple-flavored blue drink! Blue lychee syrup, pink lemon syrup, apple juice, soda, apple chips

Miles Edgeworth: Splendid Black Currant Tea A drink with black currant flavor and a gentle sweetness. Black currant (cassis) syrup, iced tea

Simon Blackquill: Shut Up! Although Blackquill is a prisoner, he also holds the impressive title of Prosecutor. See for yourself if it is sweet or bitter!! Coffee, chocolate syrup, fresh cream, pocky

Nahyuta's Holy Ghost Funeral Soda Satorha!? If you drink this, your soul will be saved! White soda, energy syrup, gold powder

One original postcard will be distributed per takeout item.

◆ Cafe menu

(Translations for food items/drinks not seen in the takeout menu) Apollo Justice's Perceiving Taco Rice ~rings included~ Has onion rings that look like his bracelet. Includes bright red sauce and bright white rice that is inspired by Apollo! Rice, lettuce, onion, taco meat, mixed cheese, salsa, ketchup, onion rings

Klavier Gavin's Melting Neopolitan The silver accessories that Gavin wears are made with silver powder, and the gooey egg is the same color as his hair. The neapolitan and egg match perfectly together. Neopolitan, egg, chili peppers, silver powder

Athena Cykes' Mood Matrix Tropical Sweets Happiness (Green) Anger (Red) Sadness (Blue) Surprise (Yellow) A dessert with colored sauces that looks like the mood matrix! How do you feel!? Dorayaki dough, mango, whipped custard, chervil (french parsley), powdered sugar, 4 types of sauce (blue raspberry syrup, muscat syrup, strawberry sauce, mango sauce)

Maya Fey's Kurain-style Spirit Mediumship

This drink resembles the costumes worn by those at the Kurain school of spirit mediums. However, even if you drink this, you will not be able to channel spirits. "You need to stop judging things based on narrow-minded cultural assumptions, Nick!"* Kyoho grape syrup, milk, tapioca

*The direct translation of this line is something like "You've got to see more of the true nature (of things), Nick!" in reference to the infamous ladder vs. stepladder debate. However, these are my translations, so I'm putting the localized version of that line, since it also became a meme in English. Nice to know this particular exchange crossed the language barrier!

Collab special items ■ Collab cafe in-store menu order perks: original character stand (12 types) If you purchase one collaboration menu item at the cafe, you will receive one at random.

■ Takeout drink order perk: Key visual postcard (1 type) Customers who order one collaboration drink will receive one of these postcards as a present.

GOODS MENU

1) "Ace Attorney" series 20th x Pasela (special outfit) original trading can badges random from 14 types | 440 yen 2) "Ace Attorney" series 20th x Pasela (special outfit) original trading acrylic standees random from 14 types | 880 yen 3) "Ace Attorney" series 20th x Paselabo (special outfit) original tranding acrylic keychains random from 14 types | 660 yen

(The second half of the goods menu is the same can badges, acrylic standees, and keychains but in the characters' regular clothing)

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Thanks for reading all my translations. Seems like there will be a chance to order merch online, so if you wanted it you can try and proxy it! It is blind box, though. I ran through these translations the past hour, so apologies for any mistakes. I'll be uploading more translations of things such as the Capcom cafe collab menu on here, too. There are also a few blurbs for art (such as the Valentine's & White day art) that I've yet to see translated, so I'll post those here too at some point.

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I have a very certain look for each of the sunbabies in my fic so if anyone is curious and wants to know more, click in the read more for detailed descriptions and their ~approximate faceclaim~ (aka not age accurate, but how I imagine they'll look when they're older)

(Also this got long IM SORRY)

Will: shaggy curly blonde hair that gets more sun bleached in the summer months. A darker golden in the winter, but more angelic halo gold in the summer. Dark blue eyes with a golden heterochromatic center that looks like the sun's rays. A dimple in his right cheek. Once got an ear pierced by his older sister but never wears it. Relents and lets his younger sisters paint one (1) pinky nail gold. Tall and lanky, but stronger than he looks. Stylized sun tattoo in golden ink on his skin. Deeply tanned, but considerably paler in the winter. Long fingers perfect for ring wearing (he never does bc of the infirmary). Delicate looking features, but a boyish delicate. Clear laughter, thick southern accent, voice is slightly gravelly with a bit of vocal fry, but not too much.

Faceclaim I use for him in my head: Gavin Casalegno, specifically in "The Summer I Turned Pretty"

Kayla: ginger hair cut short into a mid length bob, homemade dyed green ends. Bright and clear blue eyes with a golden center like Will's (and all of the Apollo siblings) like the rays of the sun. Paler, but covered in tons of freckles. Muscular from archery training, could knock you out in one punch. User of claw clips to keep her hair out of her face in the infirmary. Doesn't really have an accent, but you can hear her Canadian accent slightly on certain words like "about". On the shorter side. Always has lots of bandages on her fingers from archery and cutting herself on her arrow fletchings.

Faceclaim I use for her: Sadie Sink

Austin: dark skin, warm brown eyes with the Apollo Kid Center. A higher thin voice, very New York accent. Lanky like Will, but won't be nearly as tall as him. Likes to wear gold rings on his fingers. Wears his hair in braids or locs most of the time, sometimes puts gold accessories in them. Still very childlike in his face since he's one of the youngest kids. The best posture in the cabin, can often be found with some musical instrument in hand.

Faceclaim I use for him: Caleb Mclaughlin

Now into the ~semi canon and OC kids~

Anteros: very lithe figure, almost delicate and breakable looking until he's yelling at you in the infirmary. Normally has brown hair, but currently dyes it a silver/white blonde. Piercing blue eyes with The Golden Center, flecks of green as well. Pierced nose on the left side, uses either a gold ring or a sun shaped stud. Enjoys painting his nails with his younger sisters. Higher voice, very Valley (Girl) boy California accent. Would not be caught dead without his Eyeliner. Obsessed with his daggers, is very dangerous, do not piss him off.

My faceclaim I use for him: Troye Sivan

Yan: semi canon. Athletic build, probably the "buffest" Apollo kid. Dark brown almost black eyes with a darker Golden Center. A gazillion piercings in his ears, his favorite being a dragon cuff. Probably will get a lip piercing. The emo kid people think Nico is. Longer shaggy black hair he keeps pulled back in a ponytail with loose bits hanging out. A smile that says "I have done something and you will never know what." Can be found with a leather jacket with a aroace flag lapel button. Enjoys morning runs because he's a masochist. Oldest in the cabin, but refused leadership because his English isn't perfect and Will had been there longer (he was claimed post Manhatten). Can be found swearing in 3 different Chinese dialects because no one can understand him.

My faceclaim I use: Minghao Xu

Melody: French Princess. No really. Long floaty blonde hair with an "Aurora curl" to it. Wears lots of bows and ribbons in her hair. Would not be caught dead without makeup on. Very delicate, regal gait. Was a ballerina and it shows. Has a very thick French accent and switches languages constantly when she forgets the English word for things. The world's biggest lesbian, loves her girlfriend very much. Very girlie, very sweet, Will kill you if you piss her off. Craves violence (jokingly... unless?) Dimples in both cheeks. Green and Blue eyes with The Golden Center. Smile that could blind a person. Very. Short. Pocket sized.

My faceclaim I use: Sabrina Carpenter

Sohee: the cutest baby angel you will ever see. The youngest camper in Apollo Cabin. Wears ribbons and bows in her long straight black hair. Light brown almond shaped eyes with The Golden Center, look almost amber in the sunlight. Dimples in the tops of her cheeks. Has never wanted a day in her life. Would be the last to die in a zombie apocalypse because everyone else would protect her. Brightest laughter you've ever heard, like tinkling bells. Has a slight Korean accent, but not super noticeable unless you're listening for it. Looks like she could be knocked over by a strong wind, but she will kick your ass even though she's ten. Freckles splashed across her nose, and a beauty mark under her left eye. Long eyelashes she bats to get her way.

Faceclaim I use: Hyein Lee

Gracelynn "Gracie": semi canon. Cutie patootie little blondie. Looks the most related to Will. Pretty blue eyes with The Golden Center. Definitely has a Mormon raised mom and you can tell by the way she dresses. Her hair is more wavy than curly, but you can tell it WANTS to curl, but is too heavy. Always looks like she's about to take flight. Pale, but millions of freckles everywhere. Always has a blue headband in her hair. Permanent "I'm terrified" expression on her face. Evil witch giggle you can hear from a Mile Away and it is SCARY. Best swimmer in Apollo Cabin.

Faceclaim I use: McKenna Grace

I will probably make this for some other important non Apollo Kids, but for now, this is too long as it is