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Me da penita el tema de ella, pero Togata la nombra así, además nunca vimos su verdadero nombre... Me encanta esté personaje 💌

[mist-the-wannabe-linguist]

Hot take

Night furies are actually perfectly evolved for hunting and killing other dragons and the only reason they aren't a dragon-hunting species like the death song or deathgrippers are is because DreamWorks couldn't have their adorable main character dragon be a "cannibal"

(below I'm gonna try to summarize what we've figured out in a convo with friends on discord)

(also tw animal death via predator)

First of all yes I'm aware that pretty much every decision made about their design was with consideration of the effect it would make on human audiences but hear me out

Night furies are most iconically known as dive-bombers. They are built for speed, high maneuverability, night-time camouflage and for striking targets from above. If we remove human settlements out of the equation (which would not have existed long enough to actually influence night fury evolution, come on), what does that leave us with?

They aren't built for catching fish for sure, they aren't very hydrodynamic and their head is round, wide, and their teeth are dull. Honestly, the monstrous nightmare is much better suited for catching fish, with its long neck, almost pelican-like jaw and rhamphorhynchus teeth

Compare to

Yeah the jaws look kinda like a porpoise of some sort but for that the whole body would have to be a lot more aquatic imo. The light fury looks a lot closer to an aquatic diver, it has a sleeker body, rounded fins instead of spikes, and a long neck.

I don't really see them hunting land animals either, they just don't look like they're adapted for that minus the resemblance with large felines and even then, they're too large to effectively hunt in forests.

The one thing I can kinda imagine them hunting is large mainland megafauna, but we're working with a setting that takes place pretty much exclusively on islands. And overall, dragons are the only abundant species there with the exception of fish and human-bred sheep and chickens.

In general, night furies have duller teeth, smaller claws and are smaller than most dragons. Disregarding the movies making Toothless weirdly OP, a night fury would be disadvantaged against most dragons in a 1v1 fight and besides, it has four huge weak spots that would highly discourage it from a direct physical fight - the primary and secondary tail fins. One unlucky rip in the membrane and the night fury is fucked.

The night fury however noticeably resembles falcons, given their dive-bombing ability and high maneuverability.

Falcons too have smaller beaks and weaker claws compared to most birds of prey, and for that they compensate by simply picking up speed, balling up their talons and Punching. Really. Hard.

And they use that ability to kill other birds, even much larger ones, by knocking them right from the sky.

Here, the night fury's plasma blast works the same way as a falcon's punch. Dragons are fire-resistant, so what the plasma blast does is really just a densely packed bolt of energy that has the effect of either stunning or outright killing prey by damaging its spine. And what the plasma bolt doesn't do, rapid contact with the ground would finish. And if even that doesn't do it, the night fury's wide jaws and dull teeth are just fine for simply clamping around the unlucky dragon's neck and strangling it, like a lion or a pitbull.

The night-time camouflage allows the night fury to soar for extended periods of time perfectly unnoticed in the night sky, and by the time it strikes, the dragon wouldn't even know what's coming.

Unless

Say the hunting night fury is aware of other dragons sleeping under the trees, as most dragons probably would at night (village raids aside, most dragons seem to be diurnal), so how does the night fury get them in position where it can use its signature attack? Well, there's That Iconic Screech Of Death. Since in the movies it tends to appear not just during dive-bombings but also when charging up a blast, I imagine it's something the night fury is able to control to some degree. So by simply fake-diving in close proximity to sleeping dragons, it can effectively terrify them into leaving their hideout and fly out into the open where it can easily take them out.

I dunno, the possibility of night furies as predators to other dragons just makes so much sense to me, I really don't know what other reasons there would be for them to evolve these particular adaptations.

And one more little headcanon to add to this whole rant - since night furies are significantly smaller and less equipped for dragon vs dragon fights and are primarily speed-based predators, I imagine there is this very likely scenario:

There is one dragon who resembles a hyena, a lil bit

Ok, rant over

[themosthatedbeingg]

“Well what are you worried about .. your flame is getting low .. “ he let his hand glow with hellfire , “I can help with that if you want .

Poor kid looked worse for wear , “what happened anyway?”

“… ya I don’t really believe you buddy here let me help you ok.. i can heal you a bit if you want ?”

[saintsenara]

just reread goblet of fire which was honestly much better than i remembered (voldemort’s camp monologues! every pathetic decision lucius malloy makes! the bill weasley of it all! iconic) but the real winner is ron beginning to realize he’s in love with hermione, and also maybe viktor krum. the post-yule ball fight holds up.

it's so funny that both chamber of secrets and prisoner of azkaban feature lucius at peak cuntiness [strutting up to the school in his best wig to deliver dumbledore's dismissal himself! putting endless free time into ruining hagrid's life for fun and profit! homoerotic punching sessions with arthur weasley!] and then voldemort strides out of that cauldron, says "there's only one diva here", and causes him to just flop from that point onward...

and ron's bi panic is immaculate. yelling at the top of his voice about wanting krum to sleep in his bed! ripping the arm off his krum figurine! having confusing feelings about hermione and krum "fraternising" all evening... legend behaviour.

[marshy-berries]

can you draw (mcd) nana :3

nana! laurance long and short hair vers, nicole, and gender icon lillian!!! i’ll be getting around to the other requests soon hopefully!!! ><

sorry i just want to get my thoughts and hcs out XP

nana is more cat-like in my hc! shes got claws and slit pupils, and some light fuzz on her cheeks :3

laurance (laurence?) is just,,, i have a lot of thoughts. i love kind of viewing him as a character that came back just slightly *wrong*…

also just the scar on his eyes, idr how he went blind but thats there

i kept him a canon pretty boy… i gave him a baby face sorry,,, but i imagine him with a slightly longer face, the striking princely type ig?

nicole i just… she was one of my first girl crushes, and she deserves muscles!!! she be punching tunnels through the ground i mean?? idk y the gear motif just go with it

lillian! shes cool! idr much about her, but she was the ‘masked man’ that made the garmau laurmau love triangle really start on fire, right?

[goodlucktai]

I don’t know if you’re still taking the angsty dialogue prompts but if you are could I humbly request 18 and/or 25 with either the twins or Leo and Gio?

dialogue prompts

18. “Stop. No. Wake up. Wake up! I said wake up!”

x

When Donnie designed the broadhead arrow with an explosive tip, it was after a vision board evening with Mikey that someone definitely should have crashed before the peanut butter half of their iconic duo starting pitching chaotic and nefarious ideas to an audience of the only mad scientist in the greater Manhattan area willing to indulge him. 

A few of the trick arrows they came up with skirted the line of comic book fantasy and practicality neatly—the smokescreen and knockout arrowheads were things of beauty, to name a couple. The three hours spent in an abandoned grain elevator in Brooklyn testing the range of Gio’s brand-new arsenal was some of the most fun Leo could remember having post-invasion. 

But the explosive ones—those were unmitigated destruction in a tiny unassuming package. Gio considered one of them for all of two seconds before sliding it back into its designated sleeve. 

“Aww, what?” Mikey said. 

“We’re on the fourth floor of a derelict grain terminal,” Gio said, which was a very compelling argument. Raph looked a little greener than usual at that reminder, and glanced down at the floor beneath his feet as if visibly reliving the way the whole building had shuddered from the concussive force of the knockout arrow Gio had fired through the window into the overgrown field outside. 

Mikey still pouted about it until their eldest brother, physically incapable of not spoiling little siblings rotten whenever he had half a chance, notched one of the zipline bolts into the barrel of his bow and said, “Angie, how fast do you think you could get down to the field and back up on this?”

Brightening predictably, Mikey shouted, “Like, two minutes, probably!” 

It turned out to be more like eleven minutes, but Michelangelo was not the giving up kind of turtle. Leo had a stitch in his side from laughing by the time their youngest had clambered gracelessly back up the line, and Donnie was muttering about electric rope ascenders to add to their usual kits. That was about when a security truck rolled up to the grounds and they had to skedaddle, and those explosive arrows were left unassessed. 

Donnie built them because he could and because they sounded cool and because when Mikey says anything with stars in his eyes it makes you want to pluck it out of thin air and present it to him before common sense can elbow its way to the front of your brain and say, ‘hey, uh, is that, like, the best choice we could be making?’ 

He didn’t build them for this. 

Whoever the EPF are, they’re coordinated and heavily armed, and have the turtles backed into a corner in a manner of minutes. Fighting baseline humans isn’t really their bag—their bad guys tend to be Foot Clan goons, or mutants running amok in New York City, or any random yokai from the Hidden City they manage to tick off just by existing—and Leo’s heart thuds in his chest when he finds himself on the wrong end of a dozen guns. 

What the heck, he wants to ask, where did you guys come from and where were you ten minutes ago when the mutant silverfish outnumbered us ten to one?

He doesn’t ask, because he really doesn’t think this is a situation that can be solved with their words. 

His hand drifts toward his sword, just an inch, just to see. One of the men in riot gear fires a warning shot so close that Leo feels the heat of it on his thigh. It punches a noise out of Raph instantly, a chest-deep rumble of panic that sounds, to the untrained ear, like a dangerous snarl. Leo can practically see trigger fingers getting itchier around the room. The situation is spiraling out of his control by the second. 

I just need two seconds to reach my sword, Leo thinks, mind racing for a way to pull those seconds out of thin air. 

And then a bolt shatters through the window of the warehouse behind him and hits the floor right at the foot of one of the EPF agents. The room is filled with rolling curtains of thick gray smoke instantly and enthusiastically, and Leo has his sword drawn a second later. 

He teleports to Mikey first, and then opens a portal beneath their feet that deposits them in front of Donnie, and opens one next to them like a door that Raph’s huge hands reach through instantly to scoop them up and yank them in close to the armor of his plastron. 

“Get us back up to Georgie,” Raph says, and Leo has another door open to do exactly that almost before Raph has even finished speaking.

Something makes him look back over his shoulder. A tug on one of the strings tied around his heart. 

None of the humans have pinpointed Leo and his brothers yet, despite the light show Leo has put on, and in part that’s because Donnie designed this smokescreen the way he designs everything he puts his Genius Built stamp on, so it looks like it could be dense enough to bear Leo’s weight if he were to test it. 

But it’s also in part because those humans have someone else to gun down, and that’s the spotted turtle making a clear and present target of himself on the other side of this huge abandoned packaging plant. 

No, Leo thinks in the one corner of his brain that hasn’t shuddered to a stop like a cold-stunned reptile. 

Raph’s hand on his arm starts to pull him backwards, through the portal, and it shocks Leo into action, propelling him forward, body on autopilot. Something bad is about to happen. Something bad, something bad. Something like a Krang spike piercing through shell and shoulder, something like an escape pod that wasn’t his carrying him to safety, something like a big brother left behind in the hands of people who want to hurt him. 

Time slows to a crawl. The tableau burns itself into Leo’s mind. 

No, he thinks. 

Gio’s dark eyes swallow all the light in the room, unflinching when they meet Leo’s. He slips a white bolt from the quiver and Leo’s heart climbs right up his throat. He fights the hands grabbing at his shoulders and the arm wrapped around his middle but it’s three against one and he’s hauled through the blue light a second later. 

“Leo, what the hell was that?” Raph bites out, shaking hands gripping him by the arms as the snapper crouches to look him in the eye, searching Leo’s face for any clue as to why Raph had had to wrestle him to safety. “Why would you try to—”

The explosion cuts him off. It’s the loudest thing in the universe. Leo exists outside his body. His mind is the aftermath of a flash grenade, burnt white nothing. 

It feels like watching the portal close around the Technodrome, feeling the searing heat of it on his skin before the void vacuumed even that away. He’s floating. He’s back in the dark. It’s the end of the world again. 

“Wait, where’s Georgie?” Mikey says, loud over the sound of crumbling concrete and tearing sheet metal. He’s looking around the roof they’d left their eldest brother on when they noticed the mutant silverfish making a racket, their archer in overwatch position behind them as always.

Donnie notices the zipline first. The usual rich gold of his eyes is bleached with fear, neon yellow, when he turns to meet Leo’s. As always, they’re a perfect mirror of each other. 

Leo doesn’t remember saying anything. He doesn’t stick around to see understanding creep into his twin’s face, or to listen to his baby brother’s questions get loud and hysterical, or to watch his big brother’s expression slacken with horror. He clenches his fist, feels the familiar shape of a hilt beneath his fingers, and falls through a portal back into the warehouse. 

He has to pull the collar of his jacket up to breathe through the dust, squinting to see anything. There are still wafts of thinning gray smoke, and the disconcerting loose-gravel sound of broken concrete giving way. It’s disquieting to feel a structure made up of tons of concrete, among other things, wobble above and around him.  

“Gio!” he shouts. The call reverberates and goes unanswered. A first time for everything. 

Running footsteps thunder past him, too many and too heavy to belong to his brother. Leo slips around behind an upstanding pillar and watches the humans appear through the grit and gloom like spectres as they beat a hasty retreat. A few of them are supporting the weight of a few others, but a quick headcount proves more or less all of the agents are accounted for as they pile back into the armored cars outside. 

Leo wouldn’t lose any sleep if a few of them had been turned into pancakes, but he’s pretty sure of his math, and—and the warehouse is still standing. If Gio had fired it at the roof, or at the ground where the agents were standing, the building would have come down matter-of-factly. 

But, Leo thinks, heart remembering how to beat and doing a really messy job of it, all uneven and in his ears. But—if he’d fired it away from himself—if it went off outside—it would have been enough to scare the goons away without anyone getting hurt. 

Still a risk he shouldn’t have taken, still a call that was much too close, but better than the alternative. Better than the waking nightmare Leo almost had to live in.  

“GIO!” he screams, hands cupped around his mouth. 

His phone is ringing in his pocket, he realizes belatedly. The ringtone is Kesha’s We R Who We R, which means it’s his twin trying to reach him. He scrambles over a collapsed metal shelving unit with tinny synthpop blaring from his hoodie and feels detached from reality. He feels like a studio audience is waiting for the cue to laugh. It doesn’t feel like real life. 

Then he feels a tug again—that muted gray string in the multicolored skein of his soul, pulling him forward—leading him right to the crumpled form of his oldest brother. 

The music cuts off and starts up again. The strength goes out of Leo’s legs and he folds to the floor. He cuts his knee on something sharp, and as he crawls over to Gio’s side, the cut stings every time he puts pressure on it. It shakes him out of the strange haze he’s in. His hands tremble as he rolls Gio over. The music cuts off and starts up again.

Shaking fingers wrap around Gio’s wrist and find a pulse. Leo plants his finger at the pulse point beneath Gio’s jaw just to double-check. That stubborn heart is beating loud and clear. Leo has to blink a few times, because for some reason his eyes are all wet. He runs a careful hand over the back of Gio’s head and doesn’t find anything broken or bleeding. The facts are presenting a tentative case that the world isn’t ending after all, but the fear is loud and clear and shouting over everything else.

Gio’s face is slack and still manages to look tetchy, two spots on his forehead drawn low above his eyes. Leo has only known him for the better part of a year and he can’t imagine life without him. He can’t imagine waking up from a bad dream and not having Giorgio’s steady presence beside him at the dinner table at two o’clock in the morning, tireless and patient, like he had nowhere else to be when Leo needed him. 

“Stop,” Leo says thickly. He feels stupid. He knows better. It doesn’t stop him. “No. Wake up. Wake up!” His voice climbs into a shout, echoing around the empty cavernous room, “I said wake up!”

He’s not expecting it when the hand in his turns, and cold fingers close around Leo’s tightly. He’s startled into silence, staring down at the proof of life he’s holding. He doesn’t miss it when Gio’s expression twitches, brow furrowing, like he’s fighting sleep. 

“Oh,” he mumbles. “You’re okay. Sorry for shouting. You’re okay.” 

His ringtone goes off for the hundredth time. This time, S.H.E.L.L.D.O.N.’s voice pipes up over the music, announcing, “I’m pushing this one through, boss.” 

“Nardo,” Donnie says on speakerphone. 

“Tello,” Leo parrots automatically. “He’s okay,” he adds. 

There’s a loaded second of silence. He doesn’t have to hear his twin’s relief spoken out loud to know it exists. 

“Disappear like that again and I’ll disappear you,” the softshell bites. 

“Can you get the two of you out of there, big man?” Raph says with that forced calm that has never fooled Leo once in their lives. “Can you, uh, meet us back up here now? Please?”

Leo’s knee-jerk reaction is to respond to that particular tone with reassurance. To spring to his feet and create a solution. To banish his brothers’ fear with a dumb joke or a silly scheme. But when he tries to pull himself up, his limbs wobble like jello and he gets exactly nowhere.

“I, um,” he admits, embarrassed, “I don’t think I can stand up.” 

“Oh, buddy,” Raph says, his whole heart in it. “Raphie’s coming.”

“Yeah, sit tight, Lee,” Mikey’s voice rings through, force-of-nature cheerful. “I’m the master of this zipline thing now. I’ll be down in two shakes. Maybe a shake and a half.” 

Leo hums, grateful to have their overlapping chatter keeping him company. It’s not the end of the world. It’s not the prison dimension. It felt like it for a second back there, but he’s sinking slowly back into his body now. His knee stings from whatever he cut it on, and his eyes are itchy from all the dust and smoke, and Gio’s grip on his hand tightens as his eldest brother claws his stubborn way back into consciousness. 

They have a new bad guy to be on the lookout for, and since they don’t do anything by halves, this new bad guy is an entire evil organization. They have explosive tip arrows to dispose of, since clearly Giorgio can’t be trusted with that much firepower any more than Donatello can. Dad’s gonna have a conniption when he hears about the events of this evening—if they manage to make it past the part about the EPF agents drawing guns on them without being grounded until their thirties it’ll be a miracle. 

But they’re all okay. It could have gone so differently. It could have been a lot worse. 

Leo has a brand-new understanding of what that view from Staten Island had looked like for three of his brothers, and he hated every second of it. There has to be another way to do it. To keep them safe without hurting them. To be the kind of hero that comes home. 

Gio’s eyes finally open, two narrow slits. Usually so quick to alertness, his gaze skates muddily over Leo’s face for a few seconds before finally focusing. 

“You’re not allowed to disappear, Gigi,” Leo says quietly, feeling bruised and fragile and one harsh wind from coming completely apart. “‘Cause I’m not going anywhere without you. You made me your problem and now you gotta live with it.”

If Gio held his hand any tighter it’d probably hurt.

“You are my problem,” Gio mutters through gritted teeth. “All of you. And if anyone ever tries to tell you otherwise, I’ll blow them up next.” 

“Uh, we’re gonna have to have a serious talk about that one,” Leo says. “I don’t think it’s gonna be a viable option. Ever again.” 

“Hm,” Gio says, very clearly a ‘we’ll see about that.’  

The laugh that bubbles out of Leo is entirely involuntary, and probably makes him look like an insane person when their brothers arrive to extract them from the structurally unsound warehouse they’re hanging out in. 

But it could have been worse.

[denim-wizard]

My Little... Pirates? ((Aka I succumb to making a One Piece MLP AU)) ( part 1 // part 2 )

It always starts as a style experiment or practice drawing something new of some sort but tbh there is a darkness within me that is steadily brewing anyways HEY Y'ALL WANT. HEADCANONS? (this took me weeks to finally finish and post)

Introducing the pirate captain Monkey Do, first mate Zephyr Roar , and the fighting-cook Blackhoof Sanji (aka Devil Dancer) Coming up with names is Hard. Let's talk about these fools a little bit, with lots of headcanon to spare. Monkey Do ( aka Monkey D. Luffy) is our earth pony protagonist, and is largely unchanged. His cutiemark is a top down view of his iconic straw hat (or... is it? Some might say it looks a bit like a sun...) and his special talent is leadership. Earthponies are known for many things, and Luffy encompasses those qualities wholly-- he's loyal and strong, and has an endless appetite. an appettite that still contains a frankly concerning amount of meat. This little pony is not an herbivore. Zephyr Roar (aka Roronoa Zoro, or just 'Zoro' as Monkey Do calls him) is a pegasus who's special talent is the self invented three-sword-style. Yes he holds the other two with his wings. No he does not fly. Zoro's a real special guy like that. He largerly perfers to face his enemies on the ground, turning that pegasi speed into pure power. He's mean, he's green, and he thinks dust baths constitute as real bathing. Blackhoof, aka Devil Dancer (Sanji) is a unicorn who's special talent is cooking. His magic gives him a serious wallop in battle, and the old fashioned metal shoes let his superheated kicks pack even more of a punch. His natural magic is fire, and his time on Momoiro helped him learn real levitation, two traits that are just as powerful in the kitchen as they are on the battlefield. For all the stereotypes about unicorns that he breaks, Dancer enforces just as many-- he's prissy, wears fancy clothes, and he even shaves the fluffy fetlocks on his front legs to avoid contaimination while cooking. He's also got a taste for sweet things-- if the lollipop stick in his mouth was any indication. (if he still sounds like the godawful 4kids dub is for you to decide)

That's all I've got to say about these guys for now, and I hope you enjoy--I watched mlp as a kid and now that it's making it's resurgence I feel like I have a weird amount of thoughts about it. Headcanon and lore explanations my beloved. my ask box is always open, feel free to tell me who you'd like to see next. commissions open soon, hopefully

[foreverrandomwritings]

I’ve been watching Law and Order SVU. I have a couple things to say. I’m on season 11 episode 15.

1.I hate Elliot Stabler with every fiber of my being.

2.Olivia needs to fucking get away from Elliot Stabler he like suffocates her with his toxic masculinity.

3.Alex Cabot makes me irate I really really really don’t fucking like her.

4.Odafin Tutuola can fucking get it. I’m a slut for that man.

5.The only reason I’m watching this show is to get to Dominick “Sonny” Carisi and Rafael Barba. But by god waiting for them is like waiting for rain in a drought. I’ve seen edits of them and read a lot of fanfic about them before I even started watching this show. I need them so bad.

6.I once again really hate Elliot Stabler and he makes me want to punch him.

7.Munch is hilarious and I love him.

8.I think they took Chester Lake from us too soon, I wanted more of him.

9.Does Olivia Benson really need to be romantically involved with like every man that comes on the damn screen🙄

10.Just about every single A.D.A has made me have such an ick. Hopefully Barba redeems the title when he shows up.

11.I love Olivia when she isn’t hanging around Stabler.

12.I get that Olivia and Stabler are supposed to be a big bad iconic duo but they are just getting annoying as fuck.

13.I want more Olivia and Fin! They are so good together.

14.Why has Cragen not fired Elliot? Like he’s a constant fucking problem, he’s not even that great of a detective, just drop his ass.

15.Melinda Warner is a slay. I’d be between her legs for breakfast, lunch and dinner.

16.Give me more Ruben Morales! He’s very interesting to me.

17.O’Halloran deserved better. I wish he’d remained alive. I miss him😩

18.Trevor Langan is hot as hell and I wanna take him for a ride.

19.I am fully in love with George Huang in like a completely platonic I look up to him kinda way. I want him to be my bestie.

20.I didn’t mind Novak but hated that they reused an actress that was arrested and convicted just like a season prior or whatever.

21.I wish Dean Winters was still around, I think him and Fin would have a blast fucking with Munch.

22.Why Kathy hasn’t left Stabler and stayed away is beyond me.

Added:

23.I love Ken, if anything happens to Ken I’ll riot. Ken deserves to be protected at all costs.

24.If Fin told me to sit down l, I’d be sat. There’s just something about him🤤

25.Has Elliot slept with like every partner other than Olivia?

26.I do not ship Olivia and Elliot. Sue me. I don’t care.

[leclercloml]

Private not Secret | CS55

Pairing: Carlos Sainz x journalist!fem!reader

Summary: in which your relationship with a certain Ferrari driver is private but not so secret so you both basically decided to hard launch eachother

Genre: SMAU

Warnings: grammar mistakes, Google translated Spanish

Author's note; this is my very first smau so please give me feedback and tell if I made any mistakes 🫶🏻

fc: Lissie Mackintosh

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[donutwatches]

MHA 3.4 - My Hero - part 3/3

Oh honey, no, he's gonna catch you and squish you like a bug. It is fight or die out here.

That strong back! Midoriya may not have mastered OFA, but he is already a true hero in my eyes.

Weird to give compliments right now, but he isn't wrong. This guy really admires strength above everything. He reminds me of Toguro from Yu Yu Hakusho, I wonder if Horikoshi was inspired?

I'm crying. No words, just tears.

Sweetie pie, you've got the right spirit, but splashing him with water is just gonna make him mad.

The art direction in this episode is fire. This is my favorite detail here. The way they had Deku on the brink of defeat, but showed his eyes light back up when he sees Kota trying to save him is so good.

I was excited for 1,000,000%, but then he said Delaware. No offence to Delaware, but I don't think any percent of that state is gonna pack much of a punch, lol.

It's okay Kota, Deku is always doing the most, you'll get used to it. Sit back and let him save you.

ICONIC!

Episode 5 is here!

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[testopluv]

Terry Bogard Dating Headcanons/ Imagines

where do i start w this man..

Terry is hella annoying and cocky when you first meet him. He notices how strong and independant you are once your fists clash together, your fists just make his heart on fire as every fight you two have just make Terry literally wet his pants.

Terry sends you flying to your back as the last punch lands. The audience that was watching in Pao Pao Café cheer him on as he waves at the crowd, Terry walks towards you before bending down to offer you a hand. "You alright? Did I hurt that pretty little face?" He winks with a grin under his iconic hat.

Once you and Terry fight more and more, Terry finds him catching love for you since he sees how strong you really are. Terry does find himself checking you out frequently everytime you two meet or clash.

The two of you were walking together in Metro City together, the sky is close to coming dark and cold as you and Terry walk. Suddenly, Terry stands in front of you with his back towards you. "Hey.. (y/n), how about we fight right now? Winner gets a kiss and the loser has to go out with them." Terry says with confidence and a wide smile as he turns towards you, he already knows he wins so this is just for his own gain.

Dating Terry is interesting though. Dates consist of eating burgers, going to the arcade, fighting each other, and just going anywhere. Terry doesn't care what you two do together, just as long you're as happy (and that he can smack your behind too).

"Hey you!" Terry says with a laugh as he comes behind you with his strong muscular arms. His arms hug you tightly and almost sweep you off your feet, Terry smiles into your neck as he holds you in a bear hug from where you least expect it.

A kiss from Terry would be very messy, it's not that he doesn't know how to kiss, he just can't kiss properly. Kissing him is very genuine and warming as his hands always have to be on your body at all TIMES.

You and Terry sit on his bike together while looking at the night sky, Terry's hand moves to your face and gently direct you to look towards his direction. The moment you look at him, his lips press against yours intensely. Terry holds your face as he presses more into the moment, he takes a deep breath in the kiss before breaking it off. "..Was that good for you too..?" Terry asks you with a smile as his face is flustered.

AHHH HES SO FINE‼️💥

[intermundia]

i went to a screening of a new hope in theaters last night, and whereas when when i saw phantom menace in theaters again and i was absolutely struck by the visual spectacle of it, the tiny details and gorgeous color palates, with a new hope what struck me was the SOUND. in theaters as opposed to home on my dinky tv, the bass is loud enough to rumble inside you. it's a physical sensation that draws you into the action, makes you feel extremely present and extremely invested. the score too is transcendent and so iconic, the iconic firing sounds of the blasters and the deeply iconic sound of a lightsaber igniting, they all turn the movie into such an evocative and transporting soundscape. it's just so magical and perfect, it's impossible to imagine the movie, and the pop culture of the last half decade, without that sound design. the sound mix boys were galaxy brained in what they came up with, and john williams was snorting pure magic when he came up with those themes. i'll feel wistful about luke looking at the horizon for days i think, the swell of the score really punched me in the gut and pulled me in. i fucking loved it, i was worried i would be bored, but i wasn't, i just wasn't

[spotlightlowlife]

Unpopular opinion, at this point, Blitzø is an issue.

Not because he's in the wrong, his situations suck more than him, so do some of those around him (*cough*Stolas *cough*Loona), he sucks because he's becoming more and more of an outlet for writers to play out power and sex fantasies with whilst being edgy and always quick enough to have a remark ready for others, always managing to be the centre of attention but will always be the victim too.

In every conceivable way, he's being wronged or he's punching up.

The arrangementship with Stolas is a case of him being a victim but for those who don't see it this way, Stolas x Blitzø is a chance at happiness, pauper being picked, even though their union was and will always be an inappropriate power imbalance which has now been the case since childhood, back where Blitzø was a victim of his dad, yet a few years later he somehow developed feelings for his friend who seemed like a sibling to him, but he seemed to envy him too? Either way we are too root for his unrequited 'love lost' that we can blame on a fire accidentally caused by none other than Blitzø, but we can also push blame others for this accident too.

Fizz and Barbie may be victims of his recklessness, but he means/meant no harm and he had it just as bad as them, hence the 'sorry but..' he offered Fizz.

Substance abuse got to be something Blitzø endulged in before we met Barbie who we had already been informed is an addict, Blitzø got to be both a boss and a victim during his binge which had even the sin of gluttony beat and concerned, yet when we meet Barbie, she is composed, working and has some success in being able to freely travel, having a human disguise and being able to easily manipulate others, which could have all been good, a change of tone from yet another downtrodden character and a change from a sloppy addict that may have expected, only, we had to be told Barbie was in rehab and recently so, we had to be informed that Blitzø looks out for her and is worried even though we never had never saw him track her progress previously. We meet her, there's nothing to indicate that they have spoken since Blitzø's fall out with Fizz, Barbie is pretty much work a similar job to her brother of causing destruction on Earth, yet morals come into play for just one of them? Neurotic, antisocial and traumatised, comes to earth as an assassin, excellent, no content yet and seems well put together but we have been told is an addict, comes to earth the deal, scum.

Barbie made Blitzø sad by not listening to him and washing her hands of him (again, when did they last speak? Has there been nearly 20 years of the same conversation?), which yet again has us pouring sympathy into him.

Then there's the clearly hurt and robbed Verosika, who's upset is totally glossed over because 'she's so iconic'.

The power dynamics are entirely power play, because there are too many characters supposedly of much higher standing who Blitzø easily rubs shoulders with, stands out to and crosses to no consequence, all for no particular reason, the dismissal of what he says and does is reminiscent of a movie where a ghost doesn't know they're dead or a character doesn't realise their friend is imaginary. All excluding Stolas of course but this but this is where the power play sex fantasy is.

Why are they together? Answer, Blitzø's desperation to have his business work, the whole plot to the show.

Like Hazbin, the pilot started out rather strong, it ticked every box mentioned in one episode, they were a wicked bunch but morally grey, the trip to hospital being a prime example, we met humans, we saw Earth, Stolas was a intimidating and regal, Blitzø was reckless with money and decision making, the advert on a low rating station being the prime example, along with blind nepotism.

How is it that this series hasn't had the time to return to its roots since half way through season one?

When does Blitzø get a break from all this trauma dumping and actually get to have other things going on in his life?

Realistically, someone who works has work to talk about, it is a major part of their life. Someone who runs a business tends to put in more hours than your average worker. Work gives you something to talk about, creates new experiences and problems to solve, has you mixing with other and takes up a lot of your time. Where is any of this?

Until it returns to the plot where he is a business owner actually running his business, having interactions with customers and victims, travelling to Earth more regularly, facing actual threats from those who don't care about how sad he is and are actually bothered by his obnoxious ways, I have a questions.

Where are the common teething issues business tend to have, like budget, landlords, tax, inflation, lack of exposure?

How do they pay their day to day expenses, especially since they have so much time on their hands?

Why aren't they out advertising?

How do I.M.P catch the eye of those who just died and how do these sinners pay?

When was the last time we saw a sinner?

Blitzø's direction gives the impression that he's being written for the chronically online people who wish this was them, that they were more feisty, outgoing and desirable whilst others just got them and felt their misery, something that can easily be done as a viewer, throw in the tried and tested powerful and dangerous royalty that worked so well for Twilight and 50 Shades and we have a character who can be vicariously lived through, basically the classic fairytale default damsel who people also want to criticize. It's like he's being reduced to an clownish caricature, looks the vibrant and animated character we were introduced to but that's all just in paper now, he barely stands out in any recent episodes because his presence wasn't nessessary and when he was relevant, it's for his ship or drama from his past.

While waiting to see him with his coworkers who he voyers on because he's sad and lonely, his rude and violent adult adopted daughter, or learn about the trauma surrounding his mother, or whatever is going on with his user dad, or when we will next see his troubled sister who is mad at him, his bitter ex, his best friend/ex friend/rival/friend who lives the life he should be living who he sexually harasses since reconciliation, or his transactionship, or whatever else is pushed on him and there no doubt will be more. What about his present? What about his daily life outside the misery forever sent his way for us?

He should be encountering strangers and a massive variety of situations he can't entirely control on the regular, having to draw upon his smarts, experiences and group dynamic to get out of binds or be efficient, his trauma, sadness and his sass could be a force of good.

How much of his likability is nostalgia, maybe from outside of show? Outside of the pity and sex jokes, what is being done with him?

This may all be harsh and funny enough I actually like this character, but never have I known a series where the solution to making a main character more deep was is a simple case of

'Let them get on with it!

Let them do their job!

Stick to the story!'

Well I do know one other case...

[mostlywhump]

got any favorite laramie episodes? i can't stop watching "the confederate express" & the one in season 2 where slim gets pushed off a cliff.

also, is there any robert fuller whump in wagon train or emergency!? thanks!

Hey thanks for the ask!!

I’m procrastinating homework so I drew you up a quick list of my favorites from the shows you’ve mentioned. Two notes:

1. I’m a Jess girly so almost all of the Laramie favs are Jess-centric, but I’ll mark some of the more nuanced ones.

2. There are other whumpy eps of Wagon Train (ftr Coop is only seasons 7-8) and Laramie, these are just some of my personal favorites.

emergency 2.4 Virus - Dr Brackett gets a mysterious illness and also passes out knocking over a chair.

emergency 6.12 Lose Ends - Dr Brackett ends up in a car wreck with a concussion. Very nice moment where his medical coworkers realize that he’s one of the crash victims.

Wagon train

7.09 The Eli Bancroft Story - beat up and then left to die in the desert with a few other people. Found by friend and gets head cradled which I’m a fan of. Lots of angst.

8.05 The Barbara Lindquist Story - I made gifs of part of this ep (because it’s so good). He gets knocked unconscious and then shot in the leg (and left in the desert again) which gets infected and he almost loses his leg but not before being pale and delirious for awhile.

8.10 The Richard Bloodgood Story - this one was kind of weird, but there’s a lot of angst and he gets shot in the shoulder in a very satisfying way.

8.23 The Katy Piper Story - he’s not the main character of this one but he does get shot with an arrow and his friend is pretty mad about it.

Laramie

1.10 The General Must Die - Shot Off horse. People think he’s dead.

1.11 Dark Verdict - Jess has angst, Slim gets hurt, Jess feels terrible about it.

1.15 Night of the Quiet Man - shot in stage coach robbery offscreen. Found unconscious on the ground in the aftermath.

1.27 The Protectors - pistol-whipped and thrown off moving train.

2.5 Ride Into Darkness - beat bloody and then knocked unconscious and left for dead in a house fire.

2.9 License to Kill - nice scene of Jess yelling at Slim while Slim bandages his injuries for him. special bonus: Jess falls off horse from exhaustion and has to be helped up (against his will). Underrated swamp scenes.

2.26 Killers Odds - ambushed and beat up. Carried into house and cared for by Slim and Mort. Iconic scene.

2.27 Bitter Glory - shot in the shoulder

2.31 Men in Shadows - this is the only episode since the pilot where Slim punches Jess. Jess doesn’t hit him back and Slim feels awful. I remember seeing the tension in this scene for the first time and being like “this show is DIFFERENT”

3.26 Turn of the Wheel - both of them get hurt. Both get protective of each other.

4.1 Among the Missing - bad head wound. After care.

4.6 Lost Allegiance - broken ribs for whole episode also falls off horse

4.19 The Fugitives - Slim gets shot and Jess tries to tear the town apart about it.

4.20 The Dispossessed - Jess gets knocked out and has cute hair, but mostly I just like that the episode is focused on both of them equally and they aren’t disagreeing on anything. Wish there were more like this.

4.25 Edge of Evil - Jess gets thwacked but he’s also just kinda cute in this one especially.

4.26 Broken Honor - Falls off a cliff and carried to safety. All cut up and bloody with a fever:

4.29 The Marshals - shot in the chest. Most of the episode is people being angsty about keeping him alive.

[arcaneconfessions]

is this a confession or a truth? : Ekko is the best PERSON in the arcane story. Ekko was the only decent "adult" in the whole universe. His actions and words always aligned, he put the people of zaun first by getting them to a safe treehouse, he didn't back down from his convictions no matter who was in front of him; Heimerdinger didn't start living until he met Ekko, Vi loves Ekko, Jinx recognised Ekko as a Boy Savior, he refused to stay in a "better" timeline when his world needed saving, he literally took punch after punch so he could rewind four seconds and dodge them, he skateboards in air, he has a cool mask---

He is just the ONE. If anyone was gonna be at a council to speak up for Zaun, it should have been Ekko (age notwithstanding). If anyone was gonna convince Jinx to use her bombs to save humanity, it was gonna be Ekko. If Heimerdinger was gonna sacrifice himself for anyone, it had to be Ekko.

Ekko is the reason, the moment, the icon, the symbol of virtue under fire, strength under oppression, and style amidst suffering.

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[tobiasdrake]

For what it's worth, even the Japanese fandom appears to be utterly sick of modern DB making Goku look bad in comparison to folks like Vegeta, be it in child-rearing and/or martial arts. Apparently, that recent Daima ep where Goku admits to Panzy that he didn't play much of a role in his kids' lives REALLY lit a fire in the belly of that side of the fandom.

As far as child-rearing goes, the trick of it is that the fandom gets too bogged down in trying to prove that their favorite character is a good dad.

They're convinced that one of these guys - Goku, Piccolo, Vegeta - is a Gold Star Did-Nothing-Wrong Father of the Year. And the arguments come down to bickering over which one it is, because fans don't like it when their fave isn't perfect.

But what it comes down to is that Goku's parenting kinda sucks. He leaves a lot to be desired. By his own admission, he didn't do much of the parenting, and that's not an inaccurate statement.

Like. We can go back and forth about whether Goku was right to stay dead, whether he was right to stay on Yardrat, whose fault it was that he had to go train at Kaio's, etc. etc. We can argue 'til we're blue in the face about how important it was that he be doing these things.

But it doesn't change the fact that what he wasn't doing for most of his children's lives was "being a present and active father, every single day of their lives." Whether you think his absences were justified or not, the facts of the matter are that Goku was not there for about half of Gohan's childhood and all of Goten's existence up until a short time before Daima began.

He was, often by choice, an absentee father.

And Vegeta is worse. Emotionally and physically abusive. Bitterly resentful of his family and outright accusing them of making him soft. By his own admission, he has never hugged Trunks and unlike Goku, he was physically present to do it. The one time he rectifies this, it's a trick to get Trunks to lower his guard so Vegeta can punch him out.

Goku is, without question, the better father.

But neither of them rise to the level of "good dad".

Piccolo, meanwhile, only actually parented Gohan for one year and we do not want to measure his character on that. Gohan's childish innocence taming the heart of the beast is probably the most iconic story of Dragon Ball. But if we're talking "good parenting", we're not gonna find it in Piccolo's beast period.

Mr. Satan is a womanizer who withdrew from his daughter and left her to fend for herself, so he's out.

The recent Super Hero movie established Gohan's family dynamic as him being a workaholic who neglects his daughter, so that's not great. Relatively tame, compared to some of the others on the list, but not great.

...I think Krillin's winning best dad right now, by default. Simply because being out of focus means we've never had a chance to learn anything bad about his parenting.