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ominous-feychild · 5 months ago
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✦ OC Questionnaire Tag 2✦
Following tag from @the-letterbox-archives!
Characters from Sun and Shadow: Freya, Crow, and Daleira Characters from the Arcane Rifts: Gene, Tazin, and Mislav Featuring tAR's children leveled up! They'll be answering at 15, 17, and 17 years old respectively!
Questions: - "What's your relationship with your family like?" - "Do you have any hobbies? if so, what ones?" - "Do you dream often? what about?" - "What is the one thing you would not wish on your greatest adversary?" from @willtheweaver
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"What's your relationship with your family like?"
Freya: Well... we don't even know if my dad's alive but... re-regardless, it was rough between us. He was never around, and I just... I missed him. I know it was his job, but I blamed him. It was just me in that house, you know? Like, I mean--sure! I chose that! But the only other choice was to live alone in the city instead, where I had to deal with people trying to suck up to me in order to get money or whatever! So neither was a good choice, yeah??? And--I don't know, okay? I... I hope he's actually alive like the others say. I guess... I'll probably apologize to him, alright? But that still sucked.
Crow: Oh, my father's great, yeah. ... What, you were expecting more of an answer? Daleira: Oh, I love my dad! 😊 ... not enough for you?... okay, fine. Um... it's difficult at times between us. He's busy taking care of Lynsmouth most of the time, so we hardly spend any time together. But, you know--I get that! It's a lot of work to uh--... do whatever it is he does? Honestly I'm not that sure, haha. 😅 But I'm sure it's a lot! So, you know, it's not a big deal that he doesn't spend a lot of time with me. I'm really appreciative of him finding me and taking me in to begin with, and I've really led a great life thanks to him, so! 😊
Gene: I... don't remember my family. Just like I don't remember anything else before I got here. But... (*looks away to think. Will not look in asker's direction again.*) I think Abi was my brother? Older--older brother. He... really helped me a lot. So in that case... good. But... thinking the word "family"... hurts.
Tazin: (*spoken through his teeth*) I don't have a family.
Mislav: (*fakest smile you can imagine and not even trying to hide it; voice falsetto*) Dead, thanks for asking!
Crow: Sike!!! Bet you thought I wasn't going to answer. 😘 How cruel of you to think so lowly of me!!! 😭
I wasn't kidding, my father's great, I love him. He taught me everything I know about--detective work and all, heh! We don't always see each other because he's usually working on cases, but he's given me everything I need to succeed in life and I'm thankful to him for that. So hopefully I'll make him proud on this case with Frey! 😉😊
(tragically, it is not a work I have created if someone's family life is good. But, omfg, until now, I didn't realize SaS was the story of goddamn DADDY ISSUES!!! 🤣🤣🤣)
"Do you have any hobbies? if so, what ones?"
Freya: Oh, um... dammit, I'm not going to get away with a lie, am I? (*Heavy, drawn-out sigh*) Okay, fine. I... like reading. I know this is really weird!!! But, uh, sometimes, while I'm inshore, I've found books in the water. Books! Perfectly fine! Little to no water damage most of the time! I don't know if Dad sent them to me somehow or what, but... most of the time, they're in other languages. Things that don't always line up with those I find in the library. But I've figured a few of them out over the years, and I think it's really fun!
Crow: Psh, nothing as boring as reading. (*Precariously leaning back against a bulging doorway. There's a creak and then--CRASH!!!*) SHIT-- (*Furiously opens the door. An endless pile of books comes falling out. Except... they're all related to their cases? Huh. Is their hobby... working?*) Yep. That's my hobby. Working. Tell my dad that, would ya? 😘 (Oh I think we see something deeper in the closet--) NO!!! DON'T YOU DARE-- (*we zoom in to see countless artistic collages made out of cut-outs from pictures in their books and magazines.*) ... (*Crow, face burning, melts into the shadows and hides in shame.* But??? That's a cool hobby??? WAIT, COME BACK, AZA--)
Daleira: Oh!!! I just love working with magical trinkets! You know, conduits--from gods, mortals, and discovered in the Faewildes! It's amazing figuring out how each of them work and trying to figure out if I can replicate them! Faer and I have gotten good at transferring magic between objects, but gods' conduits are especially hard to work with. Like, come on--can't they share some of their power with the rest of us??? :/
There's a few items from Soren we just can't figure out, though... and he wouldn't tell me where he got them! I mean, that would help immensely in trying to figure out how they work, but we've already broken a few of them and don't want to risk losing all of them! Especially since--... well. An-anyway-- 😅
I gave Freya one when we first met! She was showing clear signs of magical sickness, and I'd already figured out it was a magical restraint you could manipulate the strength of--which is amazing, you know??? So it would be awesome to figure out how it works! But-- (*continues rambling happily*)
Gene: Hobby?... (*Looks away. Will not look back.*) I... like to draw. It's useful. Maps. Nobody else is able to navigate around the sewers, but my maps... they stay right. Even though they change. So it's nice to draw... feel useful. And everyone likes me then. Not just Mislav and Tazin. If... Tazin does. I'm pretty sure he does. (*Shakes his head swiftly, then nods*) Right. He does. Sorry...
(*Anxiously picks at his hands, still avoiding looking anywhere near the asker*) And... I've always liked reading, I think. The real stuff. To learn. It took a while for me to learn Glavni, but I've been able to read by myself for a long time now. I enjoy it. (*Finally looks back to give asker a pained smile*)
Tazin: Does burning buildings count? 😉 No? Okay, fine. How about just plain-old casual arson? 😉 OH, COME ON, HOW COME THESE GUYS'-- (*continues screaming into the camera, but we cut to black*) (*We return to a moody Tazin pouting with his arms crossed... and surrounded in flames.*) Fine. I've always liked stupid stories. You know the ones--knight in shining armor, or the underdog rising up and saving the day--that stuff. And Gene's got me into his stupid fucking "learning" thing, alright? But that's all you're getting out of me, got it, you little-- {REDACTED FOR PROFANE LANGUAGE}
Mislav: Um... not really? I... guess anything that lets me spend more time with Gene? 😅😭
... I really liked it back when I was on the farm. But... it's gone now. And I don't think Adilzhan or Zhrizn would let me do anything like that again. And... (*looks away, voice going below a whisper*) I'm afraid to even try.
(BET YOU THOUGHT IT WAS GOING TO BE ALL HUMOROUS HERE, DIDN'T YOU!?!?! DIDN'T YOU!?!?! YOU FORGOT IT WAS MY!!! MY!!!! STUFF YOU WERE READING!!! *maniacal laugh.mp4*)
"Do you dream often? what about?"
Freya: I think I've had a lot of dreams in my life. Most of them, I've hated, but I... can't remember them honestly. Except... fear. Being afraid of them. So, heh, you know--nightmares. Normal stuff normal people deal with right? Especially kids, I've heard.
... but I've been remembering a bit more of them lately, since I... since I was in the shipwreck. (*Voice goes strained and breathy, like she's struggling to breathe*) And I... I think I'm in the water again. In--in the dreams. And there's something else there--
Crow: Ha, no. Do most people remember their dreams? (They're lying. They remember. Their dreams center around failure. Failure, and a desperation to prove themself.)
Daleira: Um... not really? We faeries aren't like you humans... our "dreams" are... different. Real. I try not to actually sleep because of that. I don't want anyone else getting stuck in them.
Gene: Not anymore. I used to. Usually... nightmares. Monsters and nature and things chasing me. I have a curse. When I sleep... my nightmares find me. I'll wake up surrounded in things. Once... it included the monster. (*He looks away and is silent for a long moment, remembering.*)
... thankfully I don't dream much anymore. The curse is still here, but it's kinder now. Better things come through.
Tazin: No, who's asking? >:/
When I do dream, it's weird stuff. Memories. Wishes. (*waves hand dismissively*) Normal stuff.
(Also lying. Sometimes has nightmares of the people he cares about abandoning him. Stabbing him in the back. Telling him things about himself he knows to be true, but doesn't want to admit. Telling himself to be better... when he knows he won't.)
Mislav: Yes. I remember the night I lost everything. And the ones who took it all from me. (*looks to Gene*)
... almost everything.
"What is the one thing you would not wish on your greatest adversary?"
Freya: To find themself alone. To lose the people they care about... or feel like those people don't care for them back.
Crow: A pointless end. If you have to die, you should die for something. Something meaningful. Something you care about.
Daleira: Whatever happens to what I eat. 😅 (She's not kidding--remember, she's not human.)
Gene: Starvation.
Tazin: ... to be alone. Or... for it to be their fault.
Mislav: What happened to me... what's happening to me.
I regret deciding to do all these characters...
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Your questions: - What was the worst day of your life? - What's your worst nightmare? - If a monster asked you your worst nightmare, what would you tell it and why?
Tagging (with no pressure) @darkandstormydolls @yourpenpaldee @honeybewrites @fantasy-things-and-such @themboty @.the-letterbox-archives (avoiding double-tags) and whoever else wants to join!
Divider from @cafekitsune
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cxldtyrant · 8 months ago
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I know I missed International Asexuality Day yesterday, but this is the prime opportunity for me to tell you all now that Salza (or at least, my version of him) is aromantic-asexual. He is completely uninterested in a romantic relationship, content with the close bonds he has with his team, and is a sex-repulsed asexual.
For that matter, nobody on the Armored Squadron is heterosexual. Dore is a masc-leaning bisexual, and Neiz is demisexual and homoromantic. They also happen to be not-so secret boyfriends, since it would be inappropriate for colleagues to be in a relationship and all. It's pretty much an open secret though, and Cooler knows, he just doesn't care as long as they don't let it affect their duties.
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uwudonoodle · 5 months ago
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Speed Racer (2008 by the Wachowski sisters)
If you slept on this movie, you should definitely go watch it, because it absolutely slaps.
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tamblerdraws · 9 months ago
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I drew this during Matpat’s last episode
I’m not crying you’re crying
(Also at the end the multiple endings thing was awesome & really funny)
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yours-etc · 4 months ago
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glen powell looking directly into camera and saying “what’s up chat” damn near made me pass out
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wolfiegirlxox · 1 year ago
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Sometimes I'm normal but other times I remember that How to Train Your Dragon 3 came out in 2019.
GUYS it's been 4 YEARS since I left the theater crying at that movie OH MY GOSH
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newtness532 · 3 months ago
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theyre turning brokeback mountain into a play :o
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melhekhelmurkun · 2 months ago
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Twisters became my comfort (read: obsession) movie so quick oh my god
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sol-draws-sometimes · 2 years ago
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I love how someone saw the complaint of “I hate love-triangles, if you like both people, the easiest solution is polyamory” and then proceeded to write, A Gentleman’s Guide to Love and Murder.
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supermarvelgirl15 · 10 months ago
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Finally mustered the courage to watch How to Train Your Dragon: The Hidden World after all these years
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zero-contra · 1 year ago
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RETRATOS FANTASMAS première na China, Pingyao Crouching Tiger Hidden Dragon International Film Festival. Bom ver a Ponte Duarte Coelho na China. Imagens voam.
via Kleber Mendonça Filho
@kmendoncafilho
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cxldtyrant · 2 months ago
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Iɴᴄᴏʀʀᴇᴄᴛ Qᴜᴏᴛᴇs Gᴇɴᴇʀᴀᴛᴏʀ
Anonymous asked: ✏️ Salza
Cooler and Salza
Salza: You’re giving me a sticker? Cooler: Not just a sticker. That is a sticker of a kitty saying “me-wow!” Salza: I’m not a preschooler. Cooler: Fine, I’ll take it back- Salza: I earned this, back off!
Cooler: *sighs* I have no friends... Salza: Salza: *coughs* Bitch, what am I? A roach?!
Cooler: Hey, wanna help me commit arson? Salza: What the hell!? Cooler: Oh, sorry, my bad. Cooler, whispering: Wanna help me commit arson? Salza, whispering: Of course. What do you need?
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starlit-hopes-and-dreams · 2 years ago
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Last Lines Tag
I was tagged a good long while ago by @oh-no-another-idea. Thank you!!
I was supposed to be saving these for editing rewards, but surprise! I have started writing Hidden Depths Arc 2. My procrastination knows no bounds 😂
Look, these are more like first lines... from the fifth chapter... but uh, what are rules Carr is teaching Orla lipreading they're cute *shoves them in your face*
“Sure.” Carr drew out the word, and Orla giggled. “So you have a word with two whatevers, begins with la and has a ka in the middle or at the end. Can you think of any words like that?”  Orla hummed, stirring the thin, slightly oily soup sitting in front of her. “Look, lick, like, lack, leak, luck, lurk–” “Alright, alright, you know a lot, apparently.” Carr lifted their bowl, draining the rest of their soup, then wiped their mouth on their sleeve. “Now you gotta use some context, and like, get rid of some of those. Look has stuff in the middle that don’t fit the shapes Resh made with his mouth. And why would he be talkin ‘bout leeks? Nasty vegetable, if you ask me.” They wrinkled their nose, leveling a glare at the offending bowl. “Not that kind of leak!” Orla protested, and Resh started shaking with silent laughter.
Tagging (if you want to, no pressure!): @littleperilstories, @writereleaserepeat and Open Tag :D
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tcthinecwnself-a · 1 year ago
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Oh hi there, I wrote a fic about the first time Belos “finds” Hunter.
When Hunter first opens his eyes, he’s seven years old. And the world is on fire.
Smoke stings those eyes as they blink open. Red and orange flames course through the little house he finds himself in. They lick at his clothes and his skin, but he can’t seem to stand. He doesn’t know how to.
All he knows is how terrified he is. So he crawls. There’s a lump on the floor. He crawls towards it, grabs onto fabric and pulls, when he turns it over, a face looks back at him. Half charred, melting, with a permanent expression of fear. Blonde hair half gone as ruby eyes stare blankly ahead. The smell is awful. The young boy screams, for he doesn’t know how to make any other sound.
“Hunter!!” A voice yells through the smoke and fire, through the falling debris. But the boy calls out nothing in response. “Hunter!” Whoever it is sound panicked, afraid, just as he is. There’s a loud sound as natural light floods the room. “Hunter! Hunter, where are you!?”
The boy watches as a figure emerges from the light. He is tall, long blonde hair flows past his shoulders, with a staff in his hand, debris lifts and moves to clear a path for him. He’s terrifying, the boy thinks for a moment, until eyes land on him. They are blue and kind. Gentle and worried. The man rushes towards him.
“Hunter! Oh, there you are!” The man stoops low, and the boy is lifted into his arms. Hunter, he is Hunter. Yes, that’s his name. How could he have forgotten such a detail? “Are you alright?”
Hunter says nothing, but he blinks, fire still fills the house. He looks up at the man and opens his mouth to speak, but no words emerge. Instead, his little hands cling to the material of his soft, white cape. Somehow, he knows this man means safety.
The man above him looks concerned, his brows furrowing for a moment before he says “Hunter, don’t you recognize me? It’s me. It’s your uncle. It’s Uncle Belos.”
Belos. He can’t remember that name. But as he looks up at the man, he knows he is family. Finally, the boy finds his voice “U - Uncle Belos… Uncle Belos!” Relief turns into tears as he shoves his face into the man’s chest. “I - I - Uncle!” He can’t think of much to say, but he’s just so happy his uncle came for him.
“There, there, Hunter, let’s get you home.” And they move out of the burning building into the light of the evening sky. The house collapses behind them, the only thing holding it up being Belos’ staff. As they walk out, Hunter’s eyes widen as he realizes that they are in a village, a town, and the fire was everywhere.
“Lord Belos!” A voice shouts, and a young man comes running up to them. He’s clad in shades of purple, and his hair flows in the wind. Hunter blinks at him. “We’ve looked everywhere, we cannot …” green eyes meet his, and a wave of confusion passes his face. “Sir, what … who is this?”
“This is Hunter.” Belos states plainly, and Hunter is shifted to sit better in his arms.
“But wh - where did he come from, who -“ The man blinks and then asks in a desperate voice “Where is the Golden Guard?!”
Belos’ silence must be an answer enough. For the man shakes his head.
“No, no. Where is he?!”
“Darius. This loss will be hard on all of us.” Belos is calm, voice comforting. “But now, we must look towards the future and take care of his heir.”
Hunter doesn’t know what he means, but Darius looks at him with sad, tearful eyes.
“Lilith!” Belos calls.
A young woman with long black hair runs forward, staff in hand as she almost yelps out “Y - yes? My lord?!”
“Help Darius look for survivors. And search for the wild witches who have done this. We cannot let this town go unavenged.”
“Yes, my Lord! Right away!” Lilith seemed to have to drag Darius into the wreckage, but as soon as they came they were gone, leaving Hunter alone with his uncle.
“Uncle Belos?”
“Yes, little one?”
With those eyes back on him, Hunter pressed his face back against Belos’ chest. “Home.”
“You wish to go home?” He asked gently, and Hunter nodded. “Worry not, Hunter. I will always be here to help you find your way home.”
The two walked from the burning town and towards home.
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hanmajoerin · 2 years ago
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Hai there, Love your blog, it’s the kind of content my Rumic loving heart craves! ♥️
So anyways, here’s my question: What’s your top 5 favorite Rumic One-Shots?
Hope you’ll answer X3
Thank you so much 💐!
I adore your question because what Rumic Theater story isn't my favorite? It's incredibly hard to narrow down, but if I had to choose I'd say my absolute favorites are "The Merchant of Romance", "Hidden in the Pottery", "When My Eyes Got Wings", "Fire Tripper", and "Maris the Chojo".
Bonus Honorable Mentions are "Wedded Bliss" and Dust Sprut/Wasted Minds (it's not a one-chapter story, but I fell in love with it from page one.)
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laramd13 · 2 years ago
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Just Watch Hidden Blade starring Wang Yibo! It was awesome to see him in the big screen and his scenes were phenomenal to watch. Love the different emotions he expressed in each scene. The story was intriguing and the actions scenes was fantastic! Jiayou Wang Yibo!!🦁💚💚💚💚💚 I hope more of your movie will be shown in the United States!! Waiting to see Born to Fly and the One and Only movies coming this year!
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