#don't even get me started on falcon chase

[bigmoon-is-bigwife]

I made a TR!Ros playlist!

I apologize it is a youtube playlist and not a spotify playlist because my spotify account name is a play on my IRL name and people don't need to know it I'll go into more detail about why I chose the songs below the cut. There are 21 of them so it'll get kind of long. Also shoutout to @magnecalliope and @femboyclownpierce for giving me some song suggestions for this!

Empty Page by The Crane Wives Ros tends to be very insecure about her lack of skills and knowledge compared to others. She tends to put herself in a supporting role and is desperate to learn and better herself Wisdom by Mother Mother Once again playing into Ros trying to improve and learn from others but also acknowledging she doesn't always make the smartest choices

Wrecking Ball by Mother Mother Ros is impulsive and loves violence and destruction for no reason other than she likes it Serpent Tongues by Mother Falcon Ros's desire to give all of herself to people has only grown in the face of violence and hardship

I Can't Handle Change by Roar

Ros is extremely insecure and is often times resistant to change. She has a way she thinks things should be and struggles when that is challenged We Will Commit Wolf Murder by Of Montreal This was a suggestion from @femboyclownpierce and a very good one! I think it's such a fitting song for the way Ros being targeted and attacked really affected her and lead her to become angrier and more violent as well as just hurt and conflicted. I don't know of any other song that could capture that, it's such a good song for her The Joker by Lady Gaga This was a suggestion from @magnecalliope and another very fitting one! It literally plays into the whole kingdom vibe! It also really represents that Ros resents being seen as the weak one and how she can get really vicious trying to prove herself

Brave as a Noun by AJJ She did in fact go off the deep end and kill her best friend. Also for all her anger she is still incredibly nervous and self conscious Kiss With A Fist by Florence + The Machine

I think it's a very good song for escalating rage but also her and Pili's back and fourth aggression going so far it doesn't even matter how it started anymore

Thick Skull by Paramore Ros has one of the highest kill counts on the server and it doesn't seem to mean anything to her and it only causes her trouble. A lot of her problems stem from those kills and yet she still thinks maybe if she can just kill more people it'll solve everything and help her figure herself out. I um...do not think it will French Exit by The Antlers A lot of Ros's relationships are either aggressive or suffocating. She is tired of being underestimated and coddled

Mad Dog by The Crane Wives Ros gets easily tunnel visioned and is desperate for purpose. She wears herself thin and she doesn't even know what she's chasing Caught In The Middle by Paramore Ros doesn't know what she wants or really who she even is. She is extremely self destructive though!

Doubt by Radical Face Once again, Ros is filled with uncertainty and doubt and it's all getting to her. People keep asking her what she wants or who she can trust and it just makes it harder for her. She's still persisting and sticking with her people though Predator by The Crane Wives Ros keeps putting her trust in people and getting hurt. She's starting to learn to stand up for herself though The Hit by Orla Gartland

I felt like I had to include this as an aimros song. They're two self destructive people without regard for their own safety and they keep hurting each other. "You get the punch and I feel the hit" I think is a good way of describing how Aimsey's death has affected Ros. They died but Ros has to live with it. Wherever Is Your Heart by Brandi Carlile Ros at her core revolves around other people. No matter where they are or how far away they are, everything she does is always for the people she cares about. Her home was never really the castle or the kingdom, it was always the people who lived there

Sanctuary by Mother Falcon I feel this fits Ros's relationship with The Kingdom. She'll happily carry all these burdens for them. They are where she finds sanctuary I Told You I Was Afraid by The Beths Ros has a lot of anxiety and once again The Doubts are getting to her Hard Times by Paramore The horrors persist but so does Ros! Free by Florence + The Machine I felt I had to end this on a more positive and whimsical note because despite everything Ros remains stubbornly optimistic. She has her doubts and fears she refuses to let them get to her. "To exist in the face of suffering and death and somehow still keep singing"

[alixzanrite]

Alright, so I keep having like this dream, or I think it's a dream, but it seems more like a memory.

In this dream or memory I'm reading a comic or a short story about the Avengers and this is how it sorta went.

Peter was in a car with his aunt and uncle, holding his pet tarantula, Karen. It was his 7th birthday and they were driving back home when they suddenly spot something in the middle of the road and swerved, crashing, killing his aunt and uncle. Peter, afraid and alone, leaves the reck and wonder through a forest filled with thick fog.

Peter continues to walk for a bit until a group of monster hunters find him. The leader walks up a knelt down asking "are you alright? What are you doing out here? It's dangerous." The leader was quickly interrupted by one of the others saying "don't fall for the monsters tricks, he must be an illusion." Firing his crossbow, spooking Peter, causing him to run away.

As peter runs through the forest dodging trees through the thick fog as arrows are fired at him. As the hunters chase him, they start to get picked off silently one by one, leaving only three left. Peter climbs up a tree, and the first man that spooked him followed yelling, "Get back here, you little brat!" The other two at the bottom and look around, realizing their group of over 20 people was down to just three.

Yelling up "boss! Come back down!" The man stops his chase in irritated confusion and yells back as he looks down "what!? Why?! We almost got the little-" he didn't see them. He was the last one. "Shit-" as he spoke he's pushed out of the tree by a ghost looking sheild. "Nice hit Steve." Yelled up what looked to be a zombie with a metal arm.

There was a red-haired vampire wiped blood from her chin as a satyr carrying a bow ask her, "You still hungry nat?" To which the vampire response "no thanks, clint." A green looking werewolf walks up alongside a harpy with feathers of a falcon. The harpy asks "what were those guys even chasing anyways?" They all paused and Steve looks back at the tree where peter was only to see a broken branch and a web

As the monsters were talking peter took the chance to jump down a run again. Shooting a web from his wrists to gain speed. He closes his eyes as he runs and bumps into something or someone. Peter lands on the ground and looks up to see a demon with a weird blue glow at his chest, looking down at him with a raised brow, standing next to what looked to another vampire with a sentient red cap that detaches itself and flies close to peter as if it's curious.

"A child?" The demon asks when the vampire says "he's not human, Tony. He's what those hunters were chasing." The demon thinks for a moment and reaches for Peter, who closes his eyes until he feels himself being picked up. "Guess he's one of us now."

And then it ends, like I wanna know if this is actually something that exists or if I made it up, but is so detailed that it's like a memory. Yall help me out I think im going crazy.

[dustedbooksandreadingnooks]

Teehee tell me about Kizuna pre-ARR (I am laying on your bed and kicking my legs and holding a pillow like we’re at a sleepover talking abt Boys we like)

Loaded question so we're sticking with events around the calamity leading up to ARR xD

uhhh under a cut apparently because when am i ever not long winded hah

Just before the Calamity, Kizuna and his dad (Erradane) got chased out of their home outside of Falcon's Nest. (I'll link to YOUR post that slightly expands on this <3) They started heading towards Horizon to get on a boat(Probably to Limsa, and after back to Old Sharlay since they didn't have anywhere else to go.) They're in Mor Dhona when it happens, and get caught up in Carteneau. It was close- and Kizuna had never felt so strongly a pull from the Echo before, heading off in the direction of battle before his da could stop him. His dad gets mildly tempered by Bahamut- or Phoenix probably, I haven't quite decided yet. (He actually turned down being a member of the Circle of Knowing for the events of 1.0- he didn't want Kizuna to be so close to battle, he was barely a teen and he didn't need that on his shoulders after what he's already been through. And he knew Kizuna would be stubborn and want to help and fight if Erradane had said yes to Louisoix.) Kizuna blames himself for this- if he hadn't ran, hadn't answered that feeling in his gut, this would've never happened to his da. He sticks to the original plan and gets them both back to Sharlay, which proves slightly difficult when his da is barely responsive besides following where Kizuna leads and doing what he tells him to do. It becomes increasingly difficult when Kizuna all but loses the ability to speak again(he has selective mutism, the severity of which varies throughout his life but it's something he always has). When they make it back the Students of Baldesion take them both in on the Isle of Val (Erradane was also friends with Galuf, and traveled with him.) Kizuna helps them with their research on the Echo since he also has it as well as Krile, in "exchange" for helping care for his da and research on the Tempered/Untempering as well as treatment for Kizuna's chronic aether illness. He becomes friends with Krile and even closer with G'raha. He considers Raha his closest friend, basically family. (Older brother-type figure, though they don't call it that.) Fast forward a few years, and Kizuna is on the cusp of adulthood (growth spurt! Taller than Raha now and showing no signs of stopping) and he makes the decision to go back to Eorzea. His dad is.. more stable, able to talk on good days, though he tends to be stuck on the same phrases, namely that his boy is a Hero, and is proud to tell anyone that. And not only does Kizuna want to live up to that, but he feels called to. He wants to be an adventurer, do good, help people- and that's difficult to do in Sharlay. So he hops on a boat to Limsa, and gets turned down by every guild he tries to join, which is every one that doesn't involve magic. He's too young, he doesn't have credentials, it would be too difficult to deal with his speech impairment and his illness- they won't even let him try to hold a weapon to show that he can fight. He works his way east, traveling alone and communicating by writing since almost no one he met could understand the handspeak he learned in Sharlay. He travels through Limsa, can't even get into Ul'dah, and eventually winds up in Gridania, taking whatever small jobs and helping whoever he could along the way as an unguilded adventurer. The archer's guild turns him away, saying they already had enough fresh blood to deal with (Ishi) which is particularly disappointing because Kizuna considered himself best with the bow- second to Raha who taught him, of course.

He ends on the steps of the lancer's guild last. If Kizuna wasn't autistic desperate at this point, he might've seen that he was meant to be humiliated when they finally offered to let him go against one of their best as a test after stubbornly asking to join, but he didn't care. They let him hold a weapon, show that he could fight- and even if he was untrained by their standards it was obvious that he had the skill and stubbornness to probably not quit(being an elezen probably helped them decide to let him join.) And then he gets to register with the Adventurer's guild and experience a microaggression at Mother Mionne's hands! And ARR starts.

[mysteryideasgroup]

MSA X DP: The Ultimate Enemy Chapter 6: Fights for Skulktech 9.9/They going to Clockwork's lair/Watches the destroyed ruin by Dark Danny, Dark Sophie, Midnight Dan 

Danny, Sophie, and Dan barely miss getting slammed by a cluster of arms. Going intangible, they snag Tucker, Sam, Monty, Elise, Susan, and Henry and fly them out of the room, then return through the door. Skulktech knocks him around for a bit, then grabs him by the neck and holds him up.

Sophie and Dan: Danny! *grabbed other clusters of arms*

ST (Skulker): Say goodbye,

ST (Technus): Ghost Children!

They lift a claw arm, which begins to spin like a scalesaw. Suddenly their gauntlet starts beeping the tune to Reveille.

ST (Skulker): Someone's hacked into the system? Again?! I thought we fixed that!

ST (Technus): We did! We must have accidentally synced up with somebody else's PDA!

Skulktech goes intangible, and their jets fire off. Dropping Danny, Sophie, and Dan, they take off through the ceiling. The door opens and Tucker, Sam, Monty, Elise, Susan, and Henry come in.

Tucker: Wow. I can still hack into his operating system with my handheld computer. I don't know whether that's exciting or depressing. 

Elise: I can hack off his tech.

Henry: I do hack skills.

Danny: [leaping to his feet] Come on, follow me! [Going intangible, he flies up through the ceiling]

Sophie and Dan: Going on! (Going to Danny chase after Skultech)

Tucker: ... We'll walk.

Danny, Sophie and Dan flies after Skulktech across the evening sky. Below, at Casper High, Mighty Falcon, University School, Jazz and Lancer are talking, while Mr. Jerry is thinking of Danny, Sophie or Dan not done yet to answers C.A.T. tests

Jazz: So you're saying Danny stole the C.A.T. test answers? But how?

Arthur: (Mind: Uh oh, not good! I think my Sister has not done yet before ready to answer!)

Jane: Not good...

Mr. Lancer: I don't know. [holding up the briefcase] Unless your two brothers and your one sister suddenly gained the ability to turn invisible and reach through solid objects?

Jazz: [cringing] But Mr. Lancer, you still have no proof Danny took the test answers.

Mr. Lancer: Fair enough. They have up until the test to return the answers. But if they cheat, I won't just fail them. I'll destroy their future.

Back in the air, Danny, Sophie, and Dan are still chasing Skulktech

ST (Skulker): What are you waiting for? Activate the Purpleback Gorilla Override!

ST (Technus): Don't tell me how to do my job!

Danny, Sophie, and Dan zaps them with ectoblasts, and they fall from the sky to crash into the ruin of the Nasty Burger. We see that the heating element is still on, the meter inching higher. They blast off again.

ST (Technus): Activating Phantom Palm Pummeler!

Their hand opens, sending out a bluewhite ray that catches Danny, Sophie, and Dan and knocks them off course, smoking. It hits them again and they reverts to human forms, then falls a short way before going back to ghost forms.

Danny: You're shorting out my powers?!

Sophie: Not take my powers!?

Dan: You take my powers!? Not good!

ST (Skulker): Indeed. Pummeler might not work on you in the future, but we had a feeling it would work on you here.

Danny: The Future?

Sophie and Dan are surprised to hear that the futures

Sophie: Wait, it’s the future?

Dan: ! The Future? Do they have alternate timelines for the Future?

ST (Technus): [laughing] Oh, I love it. You're much less powerful than the other Phantoms we have to deal with!

A third blast hits them, turning them into humans.

Danny: What are you two talking aboooou [falling] aaaagh! [he catches himself one-handed on a flagpole. Danny looks up.] Wow. That flagpole thing works? I thought for sure it would [the flagpole snaps] breeaaaak!! [He falls and bounces off an awning into a pile of trash bags.] Guess I don't have a future as an Olympic gymnast. [An arm snakes through the pile and grabs him around the middle, zapping him.] Aaaaaaaugh! [It slams him to the ground.]

Sophie: AHHH! [she catches herself one-handed on a flagpole. Sophie looks up.] Phew, Huh? [the flagpole snaps] Breeaaaak!! AHHH! [It slams her to the ground.]

Dan: AHHH! [he catches himself one-handed on a flagpole. Dan looks up.] Phew, ?! [the flagpole snaps] AHH!!! [It slams him to the ground.]

ST (Skulker): You don't have a future, period!

ST (Technus): Not anymore!

Tucker VO: I wouldn't bet on that.

Elise VO: Not done yet!

Henry VO: What do you think of this?

Tucker, Sam, Monty, Elise, Susan, and Henry come running up, Tucker running the override on his PDA. A red laser hits Skulktech and they short out, falling. As they fall they catch themselves on a flagpole.

ST (Skulker) and (Technus): Aw poo

ST (Technus): Wow, that flagpole thing-

It snaps and they fall, crashing to land doubled over a lamppost. We see the CW medallion around their neck.

Danny: [still trapped in the cuffed arm] Way to go, guys!

Sophie: [still trapped in the cuffed arm] Not right, guys freed them off!

Dan: [still trapped in the cuffed arm] Not good! They got off!

Sam: Come on, Tucker, let's see if we can get this off!

Sam grabs the cuff and Tucker grabs Sam as they try to wrench it open, Monty and Susan try to free them, and Elise and Henry try to get off. Skulktech's medallion falls off and tinks to the ground, and they start to glow blue-white. The glow races along the arm, enveloping them, and they all vanish.

The scene switches to the inside of Clockwork's Tower. The viewer shows swirls of green, and gears tick and turn everywhere. The viewer blazes, and Skulktech and the trio are thrown through it to land on the floor. The cuff springs open

Tucker: Where are we?

Henry: ??? They are here? Not good...

Elise: Oh my god... Do they have Ghost World?

The three teams wander, looking up into the gear-ridden darkness. They approach a window with a clockface embedded in it.

Danny: I don't know. The Ghost Zone, I think. [We zoom out to see the entire tower, floating in the green haze of the Ghost Zone.] But... no part of the Ghost Zone I've ever seen.

Sophie: Clockwork's time lair home?

Dan: Right, not good what happened to them?

Sam: It happened right after his medallion fell off.

Susan: I noticed that Time Medal? It's the CW logo, the Clockwork short name of CW.

Monty: ??? Clockwork?

Tucker: Then I think I know how to get us back!

Elise: Yes, right! We are trying back to present!

Henry: Right, I think it’s they’re coming back here!

We follow his gaze to a box on the wall, where six more of the medallions hang. Tucker seizes one and puts it around his neck.

Elise and Henry are ideas and get two Time Medals necklaces and put them around their necks.

Tucker: [pumping his arms triumphantly] Haha!

Elise: Got it!

Henry: Right got!

Nothing happens.

Tucker: [Looking around, then dropping his arms.] Nothing, huh.

Elise: Not good happening...

Henry: Not sure, what happened...

Sam: No, but nice bling. [She goes to take a closer look at the viewer.]

Danny: [Looking more closely at Tucker's medallion] I don't like this.

Sophie: I don’t think, used to Time Medalist?

Dan: See it...

Sam: You're going to like this even less.

Monty: Hey guys! I noticed that viewers of the future!

Susan: Not good! Look at the screens!

The Three Teams join Sam, Monty, and Susan at the viewer, where Dark Danny, Dark Sophie, and Midnight Dan are laughing and throwing ectoblasts at screaming people and buildings, then laughing. A label on the screen reads FUTURE: 10 YEARS.

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For @laurasanchez36

AUs Alternate Universes Crossovers belongs to me 

All belongs to my msa x dp ocs sonas

All belongs to her msa x dp ocs sonas

Mystery Skulls Animated MSA belongs to Ben and MysteryBen27 of YouTube YT Series 

Danny Phantom DP belongs to Butch Hartman of Nickelodeon Series 

[canopusincarina]

venlumimonth2023 day 3 - national boyfriend day

for #venlumimonth2023 event on twitter

sfw, tooth-rotting fluff

in which lumine makes a shocking-but-not-so-shocking announcement, venti is the happiest guy on earth, aether is in denial.

"apparently today is the national boyfriend day," venti says with a chuckle as he looks up at her from his phone. "must be why you really wanted us to go on a date today."

lumine laughs, scoots closer, and settles herself between his legs. "yes, i want to make it special."

venti's cheeks turn pink and he's grinning from ear to ear. he wraps his hands tight around her waist and kisses her cheek.

"i still can't believe i'm your boyfriend! me! i'm the luckiest guy on earth!"

"it's been three months, love, better start working on believing," lumine cups his cheeks, unable to resist the urge to pinch the soft skin. "are you having trouble cause we're being lowkey?"

"no, I'm happy as long as I'm with you," he says, playfully bumping his nose against hers. "just really amazed that someone as perfect as you are mine."

it's lumine's turn to blush and she momentarily hides her face in the crook of her neck.

"you're so cheesy."

his laugh vibrates in his chest. "that's cause i love you so much, my flower."

her face grows hotter and, to shut him up, lumine decides to kiss him.

venti doesn't protest, only letting out a happy hum as he pulls her down to lie on the soft blanket that's covering the trunk of the SUV. she came to him a few days ago, grinning widely, asking to go have a picnic in her dad's car. he agreed cause he can never say no to her.

now they're making out with the mesmerizing view of falcon coast as their backdrop. he can't stop nipping at her lips and she keeps chasing after his touch, as if to be apart would kill her.

they haven't even touched their meals, but venti can't really find it in him to care.

lumine's face is completely flushed when they finally broke their kiss. her honey eyes are warm, pupils all dilated as she looks at him.

"that expression is sinful," venti groans. "you'll be the death of me."

"cheesy." lumine laughs. "anyway, about being lowkey…"

"mm? what about it?" he asks distractedly, too busy staring at her lips.

"i've been thinking… i don't want to be lowkey anymore."

venti blinks. "you don't? but i thought you're worried about aether."

at the mention of her twin, who's also venti's best friend and bandmate, lumine rolls her eyes.

"well, then it's time for him to accept it."

"you're not worried?" venti ask softly, remembering how aether would always tell his bandmates that his sister is absolutely off limits.

"a bit, but he'll get over it," lumine snuggles into him. "do you want to go public?"

"hell yeah! you know how much i wanted to tell childe to back off. but most importantly—" he quickly adds when she gives him a look "—i want to let the world know how much i love you!"

"oh? and how would you do it?" her voice dips lower, teasing.

"like gush about how cute you are to everyone who would listen, something like 'gosh, look at lumine, she's so perfect and she's mine can you believe it? I could worship the ground she walked on' or something."

"venti!" A playful smack lands on his chest as lumine laughs, her face turns red again. "you're embarrassing me."

"aw, babe, i mean it though," venti's eyes widen innocently. "in fact, i think the entire world should love and worship you!"

"stop!"

lumine's laugh turns into delighted squeals as venti showers her face with kisses. she's just too damn cute and he loves her so much he wants to shout it on top of the world.

"okay, okay, enough, i love you, too." she giggles, placing her hands on his cheeks to stop him.

venti stops, but not without kissing her fingertip first. "okay, so you wanna stop being lowkey," he says, returning back on topic. "how are you planning to do that?"

"well…" lumine turns shy. she picks up her phone. "sit here, i want to take a picture of you."

"social media post? i thought you don't do cheesy stuffs on social medias." venti teases, but still poses for her anyway.

"just this once," she replies. "i know i said that before but i do think it's kind of cute. sometimes."

"well I'm smiling now, babe, take a picture of me."

venti's grinning. he looks a bit disheveled and blurred on camera because the sunset is right behind him, but lumine thinks it's perfect.

biting her lip to stop herself from smiling so widely, she snaps a picture of him.

"perfect," she shows it to him. "you're perfect."

"hey, the word perfect is reserved only for you."

"for the both of us," she rolls her eyes, before sitting beside him and wraps an arm around his shoulders. "now, let's take a picture together."

they're facing the sunset now, cheeks to cheeks, both grinning widely, eyes half-closed because of the bright light. but the picture looks adorable and anyone can tell that they look so happy and in love.

"give me a moment to post," she says, looking at the picture lovingly.

"can't you at least tell me the caption?"

"it's just a heart emoji, venti, sappy captions are more your style, remember?"

"mm, be sure to send the pictures to me. I'll whip you up a fifteen-pages love declaration."

"I don't think the word limit will allow you, love."

"watch me try anyway."

lumine laughs, then puts her phone aside, knowing it'll probably blow up soon, no doubt from aether.

as expected, in no less than two minutes, her brother's name covering the screen.

"mm, should've put it on do not disturb." venti grimaces.

"…you're kinda right," lumine nods as she ignores the call and goes straight to put her phone on do not disturb. "sorry aether, I'll talk to you later at home."

"he'll shave my head off tomorrow, i knew it."

"i won't let him! your hair is so fluffy it must be protected."

"my hero," venti lets out a dramatic sigh as he lies down again on the blanket, holding his hands out. "tomorrow might be full of terror, but i know i can face even the most fearsome monster if my lover gifted me a kiss~"

lumine laughs, her chest feeling light.

she lies on top of him, counting every second of his heart beat. "and a kiss i shall give you, my love."

their lips meet once again and the rest of the world — the sunsets, the muted phones, and everything in between — fades into the background.

— fin.

[itzr4v3n]

Falcons and crows are natural enemies. At least, that's what he thought. Pepe never heard of a symbiotic relationship between corvids and birds of prey, and yet, here he was. Out in the forest, away from his team with his lover-nemesis Liam. It's funny how they went from hating each other to slowly admiring the other's flying abilities and hidden strength in their scrawny bodies over the years they've fought against each other. And soon enough, they started playful chases and danced between the clouds. Of course, their teammates don't know this, on missions they still fight properly but are cautious to not hurt the other. Liam and Pepe never spoke it out loud, but they both knew it was more than just admiration and friendship.

The silent emotions in Liam's stoic gaze, as he gently stroked Pepe's hair out of his face, while the later took off his sunglasses to stare at the German's dark chocolate coloured eyes. There was a newfound spark in them, they weren't dull anymore and now had depth. Pepe took a tiny step closer and put a hand on Liam's cheek. "Te amo," he whispered. Liam's gaze softened as a smile formed in his face. "Ich liebe dich auch," he replied. They pulled each other closer and as they kissed, it felt like the weight of thousands of unspoken words was suddenly lifted from their shoulders.

It was just them, and the moment. The soft breeze of the wind, the gentle rustling of the forest canopies, the occasional woodpecker or bird call. On the ground, in the embrace, they felt more free than in the skies. Even when they separated, it seemed like time has stopped. Just them and the forest.

That is, until someone cleared their throat behind Pepe. He turned around to find Aiko standing at a small distance, hands shoved in his jeans’ pockets. He quickly took a step back, away from his “enemy”. “Aiko, I- it’s not- I can explain-” He fell silent when the Japanese teen raised up his hand. Aiko lowered it again and spoke casually, “The others are wondering where you are.” Pepe stared for a few seconds and blinked. "Right.. of course. I'll be there in a jiffy." He turned to Liam to ask, "see you soon?" The raven boy smiled and put his sunglasses back on. "See you soon." Pepe nodded and waved, before quickly following Aiko who had already started walking.

There was some awkward silence between them, while Pepe's falcon Horus soared above them. Aiko spoke up, "So, about your relationship with Liam." Oh dear, here it comes. Aiko is going to scold him and tell him to stop seeing Liam and forget about this silly crush, it'll pass anyways. "You really need to be more subtle about it." Hold on, what? "Huh?" Aiko huffed in annoyance. "Why, you want it to be a secret, no? You need to have more irregular meetings, act more pissed off after a fight and quit disappearing for so long all the time, Mojo and John are beginning to wonder if you just don't have a sense of orientation and always get lost somehow, despite your falcon powers." "That does kind of sound like me. But... are you not like.. mad at me?" "Why should I?" Is he hearing himself correctly? "I-I mean, he's literally from the enemy team the Beast Boys, and we're supposed to like, hate them and stuff. Not.. date them." The Japanese boy took his sweet time coming up with an answer, kicking aside a random branch. "I don't.. condone it, but I can tell Liam makes you happy. And from what I've noticed, it's been going on for a while with no visible incidents that are major Red Flags. And if I'm honest... I care about your happiness more than some ancient old rivalry and hate our boss and Yamamoto have." Pepe let out a laugh in positive disbelief and smiled. "I-... Wow. I.. didn't expect you to be supportive of this whole thing.. it means a lot." "Don't fret it. I wouldn't guarantee the other two, plus Cliff, would react greatly though. They're nice and all, but I just.. would leave room for doubt, if I were you." "You're not going to say anything to them though, right?" "My mouth is zipped shut until you want to break the news." "Okay... Thanks Aiko." The shorter boy cracked a small smile, placed an arm around Pepe's neck and pulled him down to ruffle his hair, to which the later laughed while saying "hey, stop that! I'm not a little kid." Aiko responded with, "You'll always be a kid to me." "Aiko, come on, we're the same age." "Yeah, but I'm a vet in comparison to you." "By only a year!" "Big enough of a difference." Pepe managed to free himself and pouted the rest of the way, until they rejoined Mojo and John at their makeshift camp. He made up a lie that he forgot to landmark his path and got lost, as the other two suspected. At least they could make light-hearted jokes out of that. While they weren't looking, Aiko met Pepe's gaze and made a zipping up motion across his mouth and locking it. The falcon boy smiled and mouthed "thank you".

[hollow-vok]

THE solyamarek song from Solya's pov:

My sweet prince - Placebo

ESPECIALLY with what I thought today, I was thinking of a headcanon that Solya didn't intend for what he had with Marek to happen, everything was normal, professional, between them, until he noticed Marek became too close and too flirtatious with him, so Solya just kind of played along with him too and then after some time the idea of making Marek the king began planning on his head as the result of seeing Marek's potential (and him being easy to manipulate by Solya), so he started to work in influencing Marek, making him seem as a "hero" to the people and also feeding into his obssesion of finding his mother because that was one of the only ways of making the prince feel heard and that would make him trust Solya more, so for when he became a king Solya would be his main advisor, Solya would be able to pull all the strings, he would technically be in charge of the kingdom if Marek became king because he would do anything the Falcon said.

He would gain a lot of power and he wanted that, but he didn't know he would get so invested in the prince, in the blink of an eye his plans of manipulation turned into doing everything in his power to make Marek's wishes to come true, like this part of the song "Never thought you'd fuck with my brain". In a way he was now being used by the prince too, both of them were being used for selfish desires.

There's this line in the song "Me and the dragon can chase all the pain away" which I relate it to how Solya and Sarkan (also named the Dragon in the book, interesting...) hide their emotions and their pain, Sarkan left to live in that isolated tower, doing that and other things are his way of dealing with things, and I think that Solya's way is to pretend nothing happens, he avoids even thinking of his past mistakes, he just pretends to move on but his past gets to him from time to time, he may act unfazed about everything in the end of Uprooted but I don't think he feels that way, because he truly believed in Marek at some point, he of course wanted him to succeed, he was too blinded by his greed and making Marek a hero to think about the consequences of their actions. Solya didn't have feelings for him but he was dedicated to the idea of who Marek could become and who Solya could be by his side.

For the way Marek acted so sure of himself, Solya began to have real faith in him, even in the end he couldn’t believe what had happened, like how the book says about Marek "He'd caught us all in his own certainty" on page 385 (on my edition).

Solya will act like Marek never existed, he will swear allegiance to the new king, never speak in favor of the late prince but deep down he will always believe Marek should have been victorious, no matter what others say.

[pirates-and-ninja-lover]

I've seen a lady on FB ask how to get rid of sparrows. SPARROWS!! The adorable, tiny lil birds that are happily chirping everywhere!

Every year, when the crows are nesting and when their fledglings leave the nest, everyone is complaining and asking how to get rid of them.

Saying they kill all the smaller birds (they don't, they occasionally eat eggs but not enough to get rid of whole species of birds), that they attack and eat cats (excuse me??? they're vultures, but what crow is actively hunting down cats??), saying that theres too many of them and this is proof our city is overgrown and not maintained (the opposite is true, crows love short grass, the mowed down lawns of cities are a feasting ground to them), etc.

A baby crow left its nest next to my building this May, the lil guy hid in a big planting pot right next to a crowded walkway! The parents were l flying over peoples heads to chase them away. So many people complained, said we must get rid of them, they're a danger to our children, we have to get falconers to hunt them all down with their birds of prey, we have to shoot them all, so many death threats towards them. Over them protecting their young in its most fragile and dangerous age.

Another suggestion was to call animal control to take the lil one away, but this just reinforces the fear of humans!! This would make them guard their young even more aggressively next year.

So I went to the area they were "terrorising".

I talked to them in a calm, soft voice, I never turned my back to them, if they started getting stressed I'd slowly back up a bit while acknowledging them, only getting closer again when they settled down. I made a sign to warn people that a baby crow was nearby and I talked to anyone who was willing to listen!

(most people were very understanding! They told their children the crows were protecting their baby, they immediately understood why these birds were swooping, some left food and water for the lil guy thinking he was an injured adult crow, one amazing person laminated my sign about how to behave around swooping crows, most people are kind and loving!)

5 hours. For 5 hours, I stood there. I watched them, sat on a bench right under them while creating the sign, I got so close to the fledgling that I could touch it (to check for injuries).

I did not get attacked. In fact, when they attacked the people around me (which only happened a few times btw), I got in between them, simply stared at the crows, and kept talking to them to keep their focus on me.

As I was watching them, I noticed the fledgling climbing the bush it was in. Then I watched as it flew up into the tree next to me! It was now safely in the trees.

They stopped attacking for that day. The swooping over ppls heads decreased and after a few days stopped completely.

These crows were scared of people and protecting their baby. All I had to do was show them respect, show them im not a threat, and use my knowledge of their behaviour (they won't swoop if I'm looking at them).

Not only that, as I stood there for hours, I noticed they ignored 90% of the people (including every single child) and most of their "attacks" were them just loudly cawing at people. When they did swoop it was even more rare for them to make contact and actually hit anyone. These "terrorising attacks" happened rarely, considering how many people got close to their baby! They don't just attack everyone who dares to get near them. They leave most people alone, by far!

(the worst attacks were one poor dude that started running, screaming and flailing his arms, horrible idea, they chased him away and he fell down a couple times, and an old man who decided to take a big stick to try and beat them with it, the people who just walked away after the initial warning caw just got a crow flying over them loudly without touching them. While I understand that that's scary, I've lived through it last year, its even scarier for them to think their fledgling's life is in danger)

Today, they have two young kiddos who are getting better at flying and foraging every day!

How do I know that? Because those two crow parents bring them to my yard. Every day. The crows never ever came to my yard before that day.

We are nature. We can not and should not try to separate ourselves from other living beings. Animals living their lives and protecting themselves and their young aren't evil, they're scared.

Learn to listen to nature, how to stay safe around our fellow earthlings, life is much better, easier, and more wonderful that way!

heres the lil crow from that day

here is the lil guy weeks later, who now screams at my windows every day!

here's one of the parents (middle) with the two fledglings, taking a sip of water from the garden

how to recognise baby birds? You can see the exposed lips around their beaks, their colouration is typically different than an adults (for hooded crows the head and neck aren't as black), they often look a bit ruffled!

If you see a bird like that on the ground it's most likely a fledgling learning to fly and doesn't need help! Unless they're in danger or visibly injured leave them be!

[maguro13-2]

Legacy of Shinra ~ Origins of the Ink Demon Chapter 1 Finale [2/3]

[Combo Cannon Area - Aboard the Halberd]

Ashley : Come on! Something must've aboard the ship!

Penny Crygor : What the--?!

Kimial Diehl : Oh no! That thing again!?

[Red Falcon - Sota Fujimori]

Bendy : I've been looking forward to you see again, all up and running. Still going to believe what you're up against?

Kimial Diehl : Great! It's that demon again! The one that I was at in Tokyo! Bendy!

Bendy : So much for you that is not even a challenge that can handle the great Inky demon! Prepare to be squashed like tiny little bugs!

Ashley : Won't go down without a fight! You're ready for this, partner?

Kimial Diehl : Same to you! Looks like we gotta deal with this inky f**ker!

(the two battles against Bendy)

Kimial Diehl : Haven't I told you something before, you know what the secret ingredient to Black Blood real and why did you targeted against Maka?

Bendy : Do you think that is even necessary that I, the Ink Demon, has gave her that inky blackness to her and became her gifted powers to control it. Once that's become clear and completey soon as possible, she will end up becoming just like me! A demon with the raw powers of Inky Darkness!

Ashley : Typical. Just another way to foil one of Medusa's decisive plans. Can't say I wouldn't ending up becoming a demon made out of something like that! You know that Ink has been a weird substance for a kind of power like that, and I don't get a messy spot on my clothes!

Bendy : [chuckles] Do as you want to do with me! I have no better use than to putting the planet in danger with all my sight! I'm just getting things what I needed to be done! I can dish out any of you beings that would be a real treat to me! I'm gonna make it to the top when I'm done through with you!

Kimial Diehl : I betcha I won't be so lucky when I finally to know who you really are, Bendy! Let's cut to the chase and get it over with!

[during mid-battle]

Kimial Diehl : Man! This is one tough Bastard! Hope this is starting to get a little weary!

Ashley : This is the opportunity to strike this demon down! Focus on your magic! It's gonna be a little on the top!

Kimial Diehl : Alright!

??? : Hello!? Is someone there!? Oh thank goodness, some witches have been hearing my call!

Bendy : Quiet, you! This is my fight! Stay out of my lane!

??? : Please, you've got to get me out of here! This bastard made of ink has tricked me and now he wants me to destroy you!

Ashley : Hold the phone! That voice! That sounded like...[*DBZ SFX : Surprise] The Demon Sword Ragnarok! What the hell is going on here?!

Kimial Diehl : So that voice, It's Ragnarok, but what's it doing inside the demon?! Wait, is demon sword Ragnarok made of ink as well!? So then, this demon is really...

Ashley : Kimial, now's the time! Let's use the power of light and aim towards the demon!

Kimial Diehl : Got it! [uses light magic against the demon, attacking him directly]

[Demon roars]

Kimial Diehl : It worked!

Meta Knight : So the demon was made from Inky Darkness all along, but it's blood is apparently the ink within it's body! What kind of creature that is responsible for the outcome?

Ashley : And now to turn yourself back to what you really are! Demon begone! [uses her wand to cast a magic spell against the demon, causing him to revert to it's demon form] Hm? What?! Hey, this demon is going to revert it's true form! I wonder who could this really be?!

Meta Knight : Wait a sec, that kid with Demon Sword Ragnarok. It's...

[it is revealed that the ink demon is none other than Crona and Ragnarok]

Kimial Diehl : Crona!

Ashley : You mean the Kid of that heartless imposter!

[scene transits]

Sir Kibble : Unbelievable! How did a kid managed to infiltrate our ship?

Meta Knight : The analysis is complete. It turns out that this kid's black blood isn't black at all, it's bodily fluid is 100% made with ink. It's wisely that "Ink" is the secret ingredient for the black blood ability, it also makes a person unleashes it's insanity.

Sailor Waddle Dee : So what does this mean?

Meta Knight : It means someone has given Ink to create a bodily fluid to control both blood and Ink, and has been using it as an abilities such as hemokinesis and Ink manipulation. They are commonly more than meets the eye.

Blade Knight : So the kid named Crona is half human and half ink demon? What a shocking twist. Who knew it was ink that was inside the kid's body this entire time. His brain is still red or pink, but his organs are all black, made out of the ink! [shows X-rays of Crona's body parts except the heart and brain, that are all inky black] X-rays shows that Crona's brain is pink and red, his heart is red as well, but his organs are black as ever!

Sword Knight : What a remarkable display! This snakey witch was using Ink to create the bodily fluid that would engulf the planet in a spiraling world of thick inky darkness.

Blade Knight : We'll be a lucky son of a...

[Alarm Blaring]

Sailor Waddle Dee : Captain! There's another unknown passenger that has aboarded on the ship, and it's bad news!

Meta Knight : Another intruder? [looks at the screen, showing the Heartless symbol] And it appears to be a "Heartless" at this point. What the hell is it doing something aboard the ship? Unless there's six unknown passengers that are aboard the ship. I wonder who could that be?

Axel : Hey, need a hand, smash fighter? It seems that you're not the only one that is able to handle some mystery solving problems. It's like they're playing some kind of TV Detective that knows how to crack the case.

Meta Knight : Hmm? Who are you? Ahh, I guess you're one of them members of an organization from Kingdom Hearts.

Ventus : Yes, and I am with him. It appears that we came from Square Enix to handle the truth about the world of Soul Eater.

~ Fourteenth Scene : The Shell of a Human Being ~

[psychicvelociraptor]

i’m not fucking kidding when i say the ninjago serpentine theme is one of THE greatest songs ever

[howl-fantasies]

Good day Author-san~ I just noticed in your stories, y/n never introduced herself as Mrs. Zsasz... Why is that?? 🤔

Since I'm back, I'm going to answer as many requests as I can, be it imagines, HC, or questions about Victor and all Gotham cast!

Ah, I like this question.

Well basically for three main reasons I think.

>> First, because the whole married thing started with Victor's obsession. When he started his fixation on Y/N he wanted to bang her. Then, to date her. But it wasn't enough, even knowing they were exclusive, she's extremely independent, and Victor having a huge fear of being abandoned after his parents' sudden death, he wanted more.

That more being a way to always tied Y/N to him in a way: marriage. At first, she was like: LOL. No way buddy just get lost. But Victor isn't just muscles and guns, he worked for Falcone and knows one thing or two about the advantages of being married when you work in the underworld. So he preparared his arguments like a top of the class college student, ready to take his finals.

She wasn't happy to be honest, but agreed, first, to be his emergency contact under the 'Mrs Zsasz' name, only for GCPD if needed. Next, to wear false wedding bands with trackers inside of it. And after that, to officially signs the papers which will make her officially Mrs Zsasz.

>> Which brings us to our second point. Being Mrs Zsasz is good (maybe not? Probably not) if you're a civil and need to creep thugs going to rob or abduct you. But Y/N started her rogue carrer with her name and made a very good job making it sounds threatening enough to bring her contracts and being known all around the city. She worked hard to get out of the Narrows' mud by herself and was not going to change her name or correct people when they still call her by her last name.

Zsasz's name is a bonus, added to her own, it's enough to make most of the gangs and rogues pee in their pants. Like, she's the no2 assassin in town, she worked for Carmine Falcone for years, was respected by even Fish and Maroni before Oswald's debuts and was responsible of a few slaughters in the Narrows in her youth. With this, she gained the "Don't mess with me" title.

After her marriage, she also unlocked the - as Harvey likes to call it - "Zsasz trump card" title, making Victor immediately chase you if you dare messing with his wife. And we all know he's not the kind to stop or fail when he goes after someone. So yeah, good bonus.

>> Finally, because she knows how it annoys Victor. Is it petty? Of course it is, but she can be as petty as a 5yo when it comes to him and ways to push his buttons. It also helps her to sometimes manipulate Victor in two ways.

1) As she refuses to use it on a day to day basis, it plays on Victor's insecurities and keeps him on the edge, one of the things he loves about her, and maintains his obsession. Even married she doesn't see herself as his and it drives him crazy.

2) The very few times she calls herself her wife or calls him husband, Victor is 100% sure to melt like ice under the July's sun or, if he's mad, to soften him enough to guarantee her survival.

Don't get her wrong, she's deeply attached to him, even loves him in an absolute non-healthy way, but she also knows she has to keep a few tricks in store just in case he goes berserk. For Carmine's sake, Victor is a maniac, perfectly able to pull a bullet between her eyes the very second his obsession stops. So she feels as she has to feed it.

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I hope my nonsense actually made sense and you liked it 😅 have a beautiful day and read you soon my dear, take care ♥️💐

[chorusofkhonshu]

Oh this is cool! Thanks for adding me @piece-of-hweat this should be fun. 1. How many works do you have on Ao3? / 2. What's your total Ao3 word count?

I have a total of 3 works if we go by AO3. Before AO3 I wrote on fanfic dot net but i never posted it to AO3. In total word count I have 129,248! 3. What fandoms do you write for? My main fandom is Little Nightmares. Probably will be for the foreseeable future but its not where I started. Little Nightmares Moon Knight Miraculous Ladybug My Hero Academia 4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos? This I will not say. Mostly because I am very shy I guess about my work. I just don't like advertising it, err that's not what I should call it. But basically if someone finds my work and likes it then that's good enough for me. I don't really mention any of my stories at all anywhere. 5. Do you respond to comments? After a couple days, I have anxiety problems. I see the notification, I just can't bring myself to read them and even when I do get to them it's hard for me to read them. But I do try to respond when I can. 6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? / 7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? N/A because I've never finished one sob

8. Do you get hate on fics? About my story? No. I did get some in the beginning when I first joined AO3 because I didn't know how the site worked, as dumb as that is. All my chapters were a wall of texts with no spacing. About format, yes. My story as a whole, no.

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

No, the genre's I stick to is mainly associated with either revenge, adventure, angst. Yeah that's pretty much it. I love adventure! It's either revenge or adventure. 10. Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written? Ok so it was the My Hero Academia one. I won't elaborate but it was basically My Hero x Dexter's Lab. 11. Have you ever had a fic stolen? Nah, I'm not that well known or good. 12. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Nope. 13. What's your all-time favourite ship?

Percy Jackson and Annabeth Chase- while I do not write for the fandom of Percy Jackson I read a great deal from there. No shade to anyone in the fandoms I write for. Like Six and Mono for example, now I'm am not in the Six is evil camp, I'm not. But she dropped Mono, and the fics that write events that follow, that if Mono somehow escapes. I still read them, I still love them, but in my mind there is no recovering or saving from that. So I won't write that. I did read a story where Mono escaped, they worked together, the story ended, and they parted ways. I LOVED THAT. Listen if a pairing is not logically possible, I will not write it. Is why I love the way Percy Jackson did it. 14. What's a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

Moon Knight and Miraculous Ladybug crossover. I promise you one day I will return. Part of the greater MCU, but basically if every civilization had a miracle box associated with them. Like Egypt. And Marvel has a plethora of different types of gods, they all work differently, but it was essentially a "What if Khonshu raised a Kwami as his son" A Kwami that was not bound to a miraculous, that was made in his image. So the Kwami had a falcon head like his father. Adrien died to an Akuma. Khonshu already has his own two fists. So he would become the Fist of his Son. There was going to be other Kwami's of Destruction like Plagg, or more of Creation, because each Planet in the MCU would have Kwami's, like from Xandar. Because each civilization has a different perspective of these abstract ideas. Say a planet covered in water, How would a Kwami of Destruction work there? One day. 15. What are your writing strengths? / 16. What are your writing weaknesses?

I've been told I am very great at writing suspense by a reader, they were very nice!

Weakness? I have none/j . But seriously, I suck at character description, but I have a helper for that now, thank the lord. 17. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

Maybe one day? 18. First fandom you wrote for?

My Hero 19. Favorite fic you've written?

My Little Nightmares fic that makes up the bulk of my word count. About 120,000 words so literally 95% or more of my total lol. I can literally not find the 20th question guys. I am not proficient in tumblr my amigos. I guess I have to make some sacrifices to the great thread now right? I shall pick from my mutuals that I know write!!! @paodocinh, @queen0fm0nsterz, @avimaka, each one of them has written stellar stories that I enjoy reading, so grade A thread sacrifices. No need to do this if you don't want to. Just writing this was mega fun for me. I must now go back to over analyzing LORE for Little Nightmares!!!!!!!!!! Also I've said this once already, I don't know tumblr that well, I am assuming this is gonna post correctly, if not I will go to sleep in shame.

20 Q's for Fic Writers

I got tagged by @dp-marvel94! Thank you!

1. How many works do you have on Ao3? 

I've just posted my 22nd work a few days ago!

2. What's your total Ao3 word count?

37,763

3. What fandoms do you write for?

So far, all my published fics are for Danny Phantom. It's a fandom that's near and dear to my heart and my favorite to write for. I've written fanfiction for myself in a lot of different fandoms over the years. Miraculous Ladybug, Mega Man (Star Force, Battle Network) and Fire Emblem are a few. (Will these ever see the light of day? Probs not, lol)

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?  5. Frayed Ends - 37 kudos - Jazz and Maddie are fighting more often. Jack wants to reach out and help his family. 4. The Same Blood - 45 kudos - Maddie and Jack try to help a sick girl that collapsed in front of their house. They don't know what to make of her condition. Danny wants to help.

3. Returned Home - 49 kudos - Maddie finds Danny at home after he disappeared ten months ago.

2. The Broken Pieces Left Behind - 66 kudos (tie) - Maddie knew what the portal did to Danny. If she could create something that essentially turned him into a ghost, she could figure out a way to fix all of it. Even if she hasn't made any progress in the past two months, she'll keep trying. She didn't account for what Danny wanted. 1 . What's Out of Out Control - 66 kudos (tie) - Danny thought he had it under control. He thought he could finally hang out like they used to always do. Tucker could feel the rift between them widening. It wasn't getting smaller anytime soon.

5. Do you respond to comments?

I try to! There were a few comments from my two earlier fics that I never responded to and it's already been so long and I feel like I ended up putting it off too long to say anything now 😓But I'm so so thankful for all the comments I receive! I never thought anyone would read my work, let alone comment on it. I'm always between two modes of 'author commentary' and 'screaming thank you and running away'.

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Lol, I love my angsty stuff and there are so many different flavors of angst, so it's hard to pick just one. I'd say the piece I aimed to write for Angst Fest, The Broken Pieces Left Behind, might be it. It ends on a rather hopeless note for the Fenton family that even I don't know how to make everything better for them

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Probably Home for a Cat. It was for a Ectoberhaunt prompt that I was absolutely stumped on. So I decided someone was going to adopt a cat by the end of the fic.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

Ahh, so I actually posted a fic on FFN wayyy back when I was in high school. I remember it being received pretty well but I got a really rude comment on a simple spelling mistake. Back then, I was just told I had dyslexia a few years prior and I had some really bad self-esteem issues tied in with that. So, yeah, that comment basically made me terrified to ever show my work to anyone ever.

It's been over ten years since then and I wanted to actually get over that fear. I impulsively decided to do Angst Fest with the mindset that no one would even look at what I posted. Not only did people look, everyone has been so kind!!!

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

lkdajldkf, nope. I get flustered trying to write basic romance and having two characters hold hands, lmao. Major props to those that can, it's definitely a skill that takes time to master just like any other genre.

10. Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written?

I haven't.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Also haven't had this either.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Nope, but it seems like a lot of fun.

14. What's your all-time favourite ship?

Back when the show was airing, Amethyst Ocean (Danny/Sam) was my go to. I'm a sucker for friends to lovers tropes and it's really nostalgic for me. But, I don't really read a lot of shippy things for Danny Phantom, so ships don't make or break a fic for me.

If I'm looking to read romance, the whole Love Square (MariChat my beloved) with Miraculous Ladybug will always be great. Even if I jumped ship on the show around season 2 or 3 and I have no clue what they're doing now, lol.

15. What's a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

I honestly have so many WIPs that are unfinished on my computer from over the years. Maybe a super old one that I titled 'Phantoms in the Daylight'. Angst once more with Character Death as the main pain point. I like the beginning but oh boy, does it get sloppy and confusing real quick. I'd need serious outlining energy put into it if I'd ever want to salvage it and I just don't have it in me.

16. What are your writing strengths?

Dialogue! Give me two blorbos and I'll make them talk forever.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Scenery and description. I love the dialogue portion so much that I end up running into the floating heads in an empty room problem in the first drafts of my fics. My first round of edits are dedicated to making sure I have a scene and grounding characters into it. And then I have to go back later to make it not feel so robotic sounding.

(Also a weakness but more as in fic than writing. Summaries and Titles. I stare at my drafts on AO3's editor for at least half an hour trying to pull something together, lol)

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

I can probably talk about this for hours, lol. I absolutely love foreign languages, especially when it comes to linguistics. So, I'll try to be brief, lmao. Short answer: depends on the fic but normally no. I already spend so much time fussing over the word choice/slang/formality/dialect characters use in my native language. I don't have a good enough grasp on another language for it to sound natural to the reader. ("They would not fucking say that" is my internal monologue during dialogue edits, lol)

19. First fandom you wrote for?

It's a toss up between Pokemon and Danny Phantom. I first learned about fanfiction from a friend who showed me FFN for the Pokemon fics. I looked around the site and found all of the Danny Phantom fics soon after and got hooked on those. I started writing around then and it would have been for one of those two.

20. Favorite fic you've written?

Hard to chose one! Writing technicality wise, I'm proud of how What Remains on the Table turned out. I consider description my weak point, so the original draft was 0 dialogue with very stiff descriptions. I was able to edit it to really practice my environmental storytelling. (Although, please mind the tags if you click the link as it does deal with the dissection topic)

I'm not sure who's been tagged and I'm not sure who writes fanfic, so @lavendarlily, @fangirlwriting-stories, @grub-xd, @nanaarchy and anyone else that wants to join!

[anonsally]

Day 11 of Australia vacation: Wilderness and Waterfalls tour

The second (and final) day of our wildlife tour started off well: we stopped just outside of town and looked in a little dammed-up river pond. We could hear banjo frogs (the sound made me giggle), and then after a few minutes the guide pointed out a thin stream of bubbles. A moment later, a platypus surfaced!

I think it was a little smaller than I had imagined, but admittedly size is hard to estimate, especially when the creature keeps diving underwater. Even Brother-in-law was excited about this sighting, because he'd never seen a platypus outside the zoo before. I think they are endangered in mainland Australia but are actually doing okay in Tasmania? Or at least not as badly.

At most 15 minutes later, we pulled over because our guide had spotted an echidna by the side of the road! It was super cute, but slightly larger than I had imagined. It looked like a large hedgehog with a very long snoot. We were amazed to have seen both of Tasmania's monotremes in an interval of about 10 minutes!

While we were admiring it, I heard some unfamiliar bird sounds and asked the guide about them. He said they were coming from a yellow-tailed black-cockatoo, which is a bird I hadn't seen before. We managed to find it and I got a pretty good look. On the drive that day we also saw a few brown falcons (another new bird for me).

The next stop was in Mount Victoria Forest Reserve, where we took a short walk to the Ralph Falls Overlook. We heard some birds and spotted a gray shrikethrush high up in a tree. The forest was beautiful--lots of exciting moss--and the view of the waterfall was dramatic.

On the way back to the car, the guide did something I don't approve of: he played a recording of the pink robin's song. While I would never have done this myself, I understand that he did it because I had expressed a wish, when we booked the tour, to see a pink robin, and he wanted to fulfill that request. And it did work! After a couple minutes, the guide heard an answering song and turned off the recording. A pink robin had come to investigate and, if necessary, chase off the interloper making the sound in his territory. It was super cute! And even though it stayed on a high branch, I could tell even before getting the binoculars to my face that it was PINK. Such a brightly colored bird, very cute and small and round, and we had a decent look at it in the binoculars before it flew off. I was really pleased to have seen it, even though it was cheating to get it to show itself that way.

The next stop was for a short walk to St. Columba Falls, through a lush, primeval forest with a lot of moss, fungi, and centuries-old tree ferns. This trail was very heavily trafficked, and for good reason.

After that, we went to Pyengana Dairy (again) for lunch, and then did the brief Weldborough Pass Rainforest Walk, which included myrtles and an interesting set of interpretive signs written for children.

The final stop was at the decommissioned Mount Paris Dam, which had some pretty scenery and trees; then the guide took us back to the B&B, dropping us off around 4:30pm.

The rest of the afternoon was very relaxing--the first downtime I'd had in days! I finally had a chance to catch up on Tumblr (I hadn't even looked at it in a week, and I'm a dashboard completist so it took a while to read everything that people had posted in the meantime!) and write emails to my cousin (I normally write to her every day; there was a period of several days around New Year's when I didn't even have time to read my emails).

We also drank some sparkling wine and looked at photos together. Dinner was served at the B&B and included delicious potatoes from their garden, lots of vegetables, quiche, and chicken, plus a tasty dessert of a little pear cake with whipped cream. Afterwards we played a game.

[tallbluelady]

Slow dancing! Slow dancing! \(*^o^*)/

Soooo this ended up being about Aymeric, and also 2.8k XD. Takes place right after the Falcon's Rest portion. Enjoy!

"And you're sure you're still up for the ball later this week? You were poisoned," Aymeric asked.

"I think I can manage a ball after a sleeping draught, Aymeric," Rowan said. "Besides that, if we act as though we're afraid of every single act of opposition, then Ishgard will be bullied into a much poorer state than it started in."

"I just know how draining social engagements can be on you, especially after..." he trailed off when he saw her expression change. He shook his head. "I'll pick you up at the Fortemps manor at the agreed time, then."

*   *   *   *

Rowan couldn't get how concerned Aymeric was for her out of her head. Yes, social engagements were draining for her. They had been since she was old enough to attend them in any real capacity. But she was always able to shoulder that burden. She'd need to retire and recharge and reclaim herself, sure, but she could do it.

So why did it bother her that Aymeric wanted to shield her from that burden?

It was enough that she actually called her mother about it.

"You were never one to back down from a challenge, darling," Mama said when she reached the surface. "Even when it was at a great cost to yourself. You've been that way since you were young. Since you regained your ability to speak, honestly."

Rowan couldn't find any words to dispute that. That... sounded like her.

"It worried me to see you go into those hard things you felt obligated to do, whether or not you actually were obligated to do them," Mama continued. "But your Papa always saw the determination in your eyes. The way he saw it, twas always best to bolster you in the things you chose to do than to fret over how hard it would be on you. Obviously, he stopped you when he felt there was true danger..."

"And most of the time he'd offer aught else for me to do," Rowan said. "Like teaching me how to use a lance if he didn't want me in the Lancer's guild."

"Exactly. Just remember that not everyone can treat you like your Papa did. There are many ways to love, darling," Mama said. "Don't chase off Aymeric because of it."

Rowan sighed. "I'll try not to, Mama."

*   *   *   *

Despite moving the majority of her things back to the Rising Stones, there were a few odds and ends she kept in the Fortemps Manor. Well, it was just all of her formal wear. She hadn't worn anything that would pass as formal since she had her growth spurt. Not until she became a ward of House Fortemps. She had even forgone wearing a gown to the ill-fated banquet in Ul'dah, going for her most formal polished armor instead. Which actually served her well, thinking back on it.

Rowan looked between her gown that she bought with Haucherfant, and the suits she had made for other formal events she had to attend. She remembered the warnings that Lord Edmont had given her - that she was sending a message and possibly alienating herself more if she didn't conform to tradition. She would always have his support, of course, and he even hired the tailor to get them cut to her measurements.

But she wasn't attending this particular ball for her sake. She likely wouldn't ever attend a ball for her own sake if she was being honest... Rowan was going to support Aymeric and Ishgard's future. And sometimes, that meant conforming to tradition. She called for the maidservant to help get into the gown properly.

She decided it was all worth it when a genuine smile broke out on Aymeric's face. She smiled and gave a curtsy before taking his arm.

"I do hope I get to express the dragon's share of compliments tonight," he said. "Because you look ravishing in that dress tonight."

"Ha. Most of House Fortemps have seen me in this dress, so they know to scoop their jaws off the floor. And I suspect that the other houses are trying to court your favor more than mine tonight," Rowan said.

"They might find that courting your favor would have a better effect."

Rowan gave a groan at that. Aymeric patted her hand.

"I can easily whisk you away at your first sign of distress, Rowan. Just say the word and we'll rush to the dance floor."

She sighed, trying to order her conflicted thoughts on that. She gave into the idea of him comforting her. "Promise?"

"Upon my office in the House of Lords."

*   *   *   *

Talking to the various lords and ladies at the ball was about as terrible as Rowan had expected it. That is to say, she was able to keep her foot out of her mouth but it was exhausting to do so. Aymeric would usually catch on to her fading fairly quickly and deftly move the conversation so they could conclude and move on. Or, at the very least, give her hand a squeeze as various lords droned on about this land claim or that order of knights.

Eventually the musicians started to warm up their instruments and actual dancing was to begin in earnest.

"Ready to open the dance floor for everyone?" Aymeric asked as he lead Rowan to said dance floor.

She sighed. "Right. You're head of the House of Lords; you get that - ah - 'privilege'."

"Mayhap one day you'll see it as one," Aymeric said, lifting her arm into position.

Rowan caught her breath as if to reply, but found that she didn't have one at the ready. Before she could say aught, Aymeric nodded to the maestro and started to lead her in the waltz. It was at a steady tempo and she found herself enjoying the smooth movements of the dance. Down, up, up. Down, up, up. Aymeric lead her around in large circles across the entirety of the floor. He held his proper tension and Rowan could always feel his intention without him ever saying aught of it aloud. 

It was about all she could ask for in a partner. A dance partner, that is. Well - Rowan felt a genuine smile come across her face as Aymeric spun her - she had to admit that there was a lot of overlap between a welcome dance partner and a welcome romantic partner.

Aymeric finished the waltz with a dip and the look in his eyes made Rowan's heart flutter. There was applause - hopefully more for the band's expert playing - and other couples started to fill the dance floor.

"I think we may be afforded one more dance together before others can cut in," Aymeric said.

"Gods, I sure hope so," Rowan said.

If Rowan wasn't as persistently aware of all around her at all times she would have said this second dance was just as special and intimate as the first. Alas, the crowd with their sounds and heat and presence rubbed at her patience. Still, having Aymeric as her partner made it all worthwhile.

He was right, of course, about having only one dance before others felt it was appropriate to ask for their time. At least it was Artoriel who asked first, and not some one trying to curry favor with the Prime Minister of the House of Lords or the Warrior of Light.

"Does it get easier to attend balls as you go to more of them?" she asked as Aymeric whisked away a forward thinking lady.

"Some of the politics are easier to navigate if you get familiar with them," Artoriel mused. "Of course, if you get more familiar with the politics you also get more involved with them and lines get drawn then."

Rowan sighed. "No neutral parties in Ishgardian politics then?"

"No, I'm afraid not," Artoriel said. "Aymeric is one of the better men in all of Ishgard, so I wouldn't fear about getting on the wrong side of politics by being with him."

Rowan was caught trying to make a reply to her dance partner again that night. She could only sigh and shake her head as she was given an emphatic push to be spun.

Overall, it wasn't a bad experience. Aymeric would always come to rescue her after a few too many strangers wanted her attention and they would dance at least one dance together before he parted with her again. She wished she could be left in a corner and read for a while, but being Aymeric's date for the night placed a target on her. If she sat, she'd have to lend her ear to a number of people. And if she wanted to dance, she'd only get a few turns with someone familiar before a stranger decided it was all well and good to have their first conversation be one where they were literally holding her close.

Rowan had to bite her tongue as an older gentleman came and took a chair next to her. She was tired enough that she needed to rest her feet from dancing, but the timber of his voice grated against her ears that she considered finding Artoriel for another dance to escape it. The man didn't have very long to ramble before Aymeric strode up and took her hand.

"Weren't you dancing with someone else just now?" Rowan asked after Aymeric quickly dismissed the man.

"I was. But I glanced over to where you were and saw how miserable you looked. Laniaitte insisted I come save you when she saw," he said. "We should get you back to the Fortemps Manor."

"Oh, no, it's not that bad. I just need to be left alone for a while, that's all."

"I insist. You were poisoned earlier this week, after all." Aymeric's eyes gave Rowan a look she couldn't refuse.

Rowan sighed. "At least let me apologize to the host. Else my mother would never let me hear the end of it."

Their host was gracious and gave the two of them well wishes as they snuck through the back door, surprising a number of servants. Aymeric gave them all a smile and thanked them for their service while Rowan tried her best to not appear cross at them.

Finally, they exited the estate and found themselves on a well light street. Even bundled in her coat, Rowan felt the instant relief of the bracing Ishgardian night.

"And now I regret not taking a carriage," Aymeric sighed. "Lucia will kill me herself if we get accosted by anyone in the streets."

"Ishgard has a working aethernet, doesn't it?" Rowan asked, a little bemused.

Aymeric pinched his nose. "Why, yes, of course it does. There's one right there, isn't there?"

They shared a small laugh together as they walked across the street to the closest shard. With a woosh and a whistle, they were at the Last Vigil, and only a few yalms away from the Fortemps' home. Aymeric was ready to take her to the door, but Rowan lead him to the small outdoor sitting area next to the manor.

"I'm not ready to say good night yet, Aymeric," Rowan said. 

He nodded and sat next to her. They sat in silence for a while, admiring the stars above the Holy See. It was nice to not have to speak, even if her speaking partner was someone she liked.

"We should get you inside before you catch a chill," Aymeric said after a few extra moments. "We can't have you getting ill."

She took his offered hand. "I suppose not. Thank you for sitting out with me."

"My pleasure. I needed the time to unwind myself. And you always have a calming presence. One I am ever grateful to be in."

Rowan hummed and looked away bashfully. If her cheeks weren't flushed from the night, they were now. She found the key in her skirt pocket and turned back to him.

"Despite my need to escape the ball early, I am glad that I was with you," Rowan said.

"I feel the same way. Mayhap when you are more hale we'll enjoy the next one together as well," Aymeric said.

Rowan gave a weary small nod to that. The thought of another ball at this moment was enough to make her feel ill.

"Ah, I shan't keep you out any longer. Good night."

"Good night."

Aymeric took her free hand and kissed it, a smile in his eyes. Rowan was definitely blushing then and struggled to keep her mouth closed until he turned and left. After fumbling with the key a few times, she finally got through the door. She locked it behind her and pressed up flat against it. She had to give a silent scream of sorts before she could peel herself off and go to her chambers.

Even after undressing, she found herself too wound up from the night and the kiss to even consider sleeping. She wandered into the kitchen to find Edmont with a mug of cocoa, chatting to one of the staff.

"Lord Edmont? Shouldn't you still be at the party?" Rowan asked.

"My leg started acting up and Artoriel bade me to return home before it got too bad," the former count said. "I felt it right to reward my responsible son by following his wishes. But I could ask the same of you. Shouldn't you and Aymeric still be at the ball?"

"Similar to you and your son, Aymeric saw fit to take me home before I faded entirely." She took a chair next to him, and thanked the maid who gave her a mug of the same drink.

"Tis a good sign for his fitness in leadership - being able to see the problems of the one without disrupting the needs or wishes of the rest," Edmont mused.

Rowan nodded, swirling her cocoa. "I just wish that I wasn't the one with the problems."

He gave her a sigh of exasperation. "None of us do, child. But problems can and do arise. Even with the strongest of all of us. Even in you."

She nodded and took another sip of cocoa. "I also don't want him to have to chose between me and Ishgard every time a need of mine arises."

"What do you mean by that?" Edmont asked. "Politicians have wives. Wives they take care of and cherish."

Rowan turned to watch a candle flame. "Ishgard needs him, Edmont. So many people at the ball vied for his attention. Some where just sycophants as far as I could tell, but there were others who really needed to express to him their problems and issues. And... I would get tired of listening to them both. You can't tell them apart until you listen to them, so you have to listen to them all."

Edmont leaned back in his chair and Rowan could feel him plan his next words carefully. "Are you certain you cannot learn to tolerate it? Even for Aymeric's sake?"

Rowan sighed. "I couldn't ever learn to tolerate it for my mother's sake. And the parties she had me attend as a youth were smaller and far less noisy."

"He could, of course, retire from politics once Ishgard is stable," he said. "And you two would be free to live an adventurer's life together."

"I... I don't know if I want him to. Part of why I admire him is his dedication to this place."

Edmont's brow furrowed in thought. "You two haven't made anything official, as I can recall. A gentleman may take a lady to a ball or two without declaring any sort of intentions with her past friendship."

Rowan nodded, keeping Aymeric's kiss on her hand to herself for the moment.

"And while I am fond of the idea of you two being together, I am more fond of the idea of the two of you being happy," he said. "It may serve the two of you to avoid courting any farther than this."

The words stung Rowan like a vilekin's bite. She just stared into the light brown of her drink as her tired mind tried to pull itself together.

Edmont sighed. "You shouldn't make any decision right now, tired as you are. Believe you me, it's brought me more troubles than not to make a decision before the morrow. But pray give it some thought. I don't want you resenting Aymeric for doing what he loves, for doing what  you admire him for doing."

"Thank you," Rowan said quietly. "I'll keep that in mind."

"Pray get some rest if you can. I'll be here in the morning, and if you have choice words for me then, I'll be more than willing to hear them."

She nodded again and took her mug of cocoa to her room. She was so tired, but her mind was buzzing. Aymeric had intent with that kiss, as chaste as a kiss on the hand is. But she didn't know if she had it in her to attend more balls.

But she didn't know if she had it in her to refuse him, either.

[sapphosvioletts]

Vibrant

Bucky Barnes x Autistic Teen Daughter

Summary:

Inspired by the ending of The Falcon and the Winter Soldier, and also a continuation of Type of Love (you dont need to read it to understand this though). Bucky is a good dad pretty much

Word count: 1,091

Note: Not every autistic person experiences autism the same. I'm autistic and I am writing from my perspective of how I personally experience autism, but not everyone feels the same as me or has the same perspective as I do.

- the reader is adopted, they are not biologically related. I want my writing to be inclusive to everyone, which is why i am specifying this incase it isn't directly said in the fic

.oOo.

I hold onto my dad's metal arm tightly as I follow him out to the dock, his other hand holding a store bought cake. There's a feeling of vibrant energy coming off of everyone, which does make me relax a little.

Although the fight is far from over, Sam, Bucky, and pretty much everyone are just glad to have a break for a bit. Bucky has been noticeably more relaxed, relived that at least part of the fight is done with.

I've been anxious about this get together since I first heard about it, even though I know I have my dad with me and he wouldn't let anything happen to me. I mean, he's barely left my side since getting back anyways, I think he just needs the reassurance of having me around as much as I need him.

"If you want to leave that's perfectly fine, just let me know before you head back inside so I know where you are, yeah?" Bucky looks down at me as we walk along the dock. I give him a nervous smile and nod.

As we start nearing where all of the others are gathered, Sam's nephews run up to Bucky and start play fighting with him. I let go of his arm and step back, laughing at the scene unfolding before me. I chase after them and grab the cake from Bucky while laughing, not wanting him to drop it.

I shake my head and giggle at Bucky as he pushes his way to the front and runs ahead of the boys. I follow, but choose to walk instead so I don't drop the cake. The boys run off somewhere else as Bucky waits for me to catch up.

He takes the cake from me and sets it on one of the tables as I stay a step behind him, not wanting to bring attention to myself. A couple kids come running to the table at the sight of the cake and Bucky laughs before stepping back.

He wraps an arm over my shoulder and I lean into his side. "Burger or hot dog?" My head snaps up as I hear a voice, which came from a man, holding a spatula and wearing an apron. Bucky smiles and looks down at me, I hold up the number two and his gaze goes back to the man. "Two hotdogs please."

The man nods and leaves to get the food from the grill. I can tell just by the tone of his voice that Bucky is relaxed and happy. It's rare to see him like that anywhere besides our apartment or when we're in private. He has an almost calming effect on me and I slowly feel my nerves easing as well.

Bucky thanks the man and grabs both of our hotdogs for us, I keep my head down but still give a shy smile in thanks. I follow Bucky as he goes to one of the tables, and sits down. The table is empty aside from the two of us and is the furtherest away from where the cake is, wanting to avoid the loud children since loud noises always bother me.

As I put my hand down on the bench to sit down, I freeze and stand up. I've always hated how these wooden benches feel, they're a sensory nightmare for me, and of course I wore shorts today.

Before I can say anything Bucky scoots down closer to me at the end of the table and gently pulls me into his lap. I wasn't really expecting that, and the shock sent me into a fit of laughter for a moment as I hold onto the table, thinking I might fall.

He shifts me on his lap so it's more comfortable. I'm sitting on his lap sideways, trapped between Bucky and the table. The feeling of his soft jeans are much better than the scratchy wooden bench.

Bucky launches into a conversation with me, going on about something that happened with Sam. He knows that I'm most likely nonverbal right now, I am around most people that I am not close to, and even some that I am, like Sarah for example. It's nothing against the people, talking is just hard sometimes.

.oOo

I smile as I watch the kids hang onto Bucky's metal arm. Bucky somehow turned into the kids jungle gym, but he doesn't seem to mind. He just stands there, acting like it's no big deal that he's holding two children with one arm.

I spot Sam a little ways away from everyone, staring out into the ocean. I glance back at my dad and catch his eye, pointing over to where Sam is to let him know where I'm going. He nods discretely and so I wander off from the group.

I slowly walk up next to sam on the dock. He looks down at me once he notices me and smiles. "Hey, you having a good time?" I nod in response, smiling back. We both look back into the ocean, admiring the pink and orange sky from the setting sun.

He wraps his arm around my shoulder and I lean into his side, both of us keeping our eyes on the view but appreciating the gesture. I can tell that Sam has a lot on his mind and he just needs this moment. We stand in comfortable silence, aside from the water in the ocean and the faint sounds of talking from the others.

I look over when I feel another body join my other side. I look up to be met with my dad, smiling down at me. I wrap my other arm around his waist, which makes him smile even wider. As he leans into me he hits Sam on the shoulder and pushes him away.

"Alright, can I have my daughter back now?" I'm thrown into a fit of laughter as Bucky gently pulls me into him. "Hey, now you see why I like your daughter more than you, cyborg." Sam snarks back playfully. They both laugh before dropping the act, deciding to leave the banter for another time, not wanting to ruin the moment.

Bucky pulls away and I wrap my arms around one of his and follow him as he walks off. He nudges Sam's shoulder on the way and Sam follows us with a smile after taking one last glance out at the ocean. We all walk back to the others, gentle and content smiles on all of our faces.

[crim-bat]

Poe Dameron is Always Right

Pretty frequently in the sequel Trilogy of Star Wars we see that he is framed as being the one that's in the wrong or at least the one who's always argued about being in the wrong a by other characters.

But when you actually examine what's going on you can kind of see that for the most part he's normally right about things. Let me explain.

In the force awakens we don't really see enough of his character to really establish this character trait. We see enough to know he's a very confident commander and an even more confident pilot. He is a magician behind the stick of an X-Wing and in fact most ships you can pilot

In the last jedi, we start to see that him being wrong is very much an informed trait. Those bombers that got destroyed in the start of the movie? They had already set up their attack. Turning back probably would have caused all of them to be destroyed anyway without them actually doing anything to the enemy. He made a Command Decision and not only was it the right tactical decision but given that it gave them one less massive Star Destroyer to worry about in the upcoming Chase sequence of the movie he was also Vindicated on a strategic level.

But the movie framesman is being wrong. He's demoted from Commander to Captain (which is bullshit because captain is a higher naval rank and commander doesn't exist as a rank in a branch where he'd have been promoted to general but Star Wars is bad at military ranks ik ik) by Leia for pressing the attack. But the only way he's in the wrong here isn't because it was the wrong tactical or strategic decision. It wasn't. It was because of insubordination which is kind of fair

The next we see him clash with authority is with vice admiral holdo and she opens up hostilities like a turbo laser. The first thing he does is ask for Direction on what they're doing next because even if he is just a captain he is still one of the senior officers on board and that is a very fair thing to ask the now acting Commander of the fleet that's being torn apart. So she tells him to just follow orders which he just asked for and didn't get

The movie frames him is being a hot head and just wanting to fight. But that's not really how it's framed for most of the movie. Because strategically and tactically he was right to press the attack against the dreadnaught. And he only expresses his need to engage the enemy and fight when he sees that they are refueling the transports which is a very dumb character decision tbh. Like obviously there's no way they could fight against the ships chasing them at that point and the first time he's actually wrong in the movie it feels like a forced wrongness rather than an informed rockness. Him being wrong never feels both natural and accurate

Then we come to the rise of Skywalker where the real fun begins. I just rolled my eyes by the way. Because we see him open up with hyperspace skipping which is bad for the falcon, which makes sense because it's an older ship and I have no idea how it's still active at this point other than faith and duct tape, and he immediately gets lambasted by the main character. But he was still right to do it because those were hyperspace capable Tie fighters which is kind of a typical. So he gets points for being right or being prepared for a hyperspace Pursuit after what happened last movie when the basic premise of his side of it was being pursued through hyperspace

And then you have him leading the resistance fleet to exogol for final stand against a new empire. This was after Rey decided to just rush headfirst into a problem she had no idea how to handle (standard Star Wars mc flaw, not an indictment of her character to be fair). And honestly? He didn't really have much of a choice because there was almost no better opportunity because the opportunities to do this were only getting worse

All this to say. Very rarely is p

Poe Dameron in the wrong. He might be annoying about it sometimes. But Poe is almost always right on a strategic or tactical level but he only ever gets black or push back on it.

Anyways stan Poe Dameron