#hms defender

[justabearandhisboats]

HMS Defender D36

Type 45 Daring class destroyer

[ladiesandgenerals]

[mushed-kid]

quick hunk drawing because i felt like it

idk if the colors are right but i tried

[mobblespsycho100]

the best phrase to describe kabru is "hate the game, not the player" i think. like yeah

[cringefaecompilation]

one last salt post. real interesting fandom has been on its hands and knees begging for luxon lore but the second we got it with opal and ted they went

[emrlyn]

and if I say dakota and his friend's fall was the result of a suicide attempt then what

[justarandomhelluvablog]

having thoughts about how Husk actually has very little left to redeem bc he started his journey of self-change before even coming to work at the hotel, but at the same time redemption isn't even his goal- he ain't even aiming for heaven, he just wanted to be a better person and maybe now with friends and especially Angel, who he supports so much and wants to see succeed, maybe now he has a reason to be a better person

[reineydraws]

I’m fascinated with the op hockey au and ur art that goes with it and was wondering what would the marines be… like would they be refs or rules officials or judges? Like hardly anyone likes the marines and nobody likes rules officials/judges.

asking cause they’re a couple good marines (Koby, Rosinante and Belle Mere)

i mentioned this a little bit in this post but it boils down to them just being generally scattered around sports and sports-adjacent jobs.

i thought mb akainu would be a ref that screws over/directly causes ace injury during a whitebeards vs pirates game; garp works in media (not sports) but doesn't really like the notion that all his kids and grandkids are in pro sports lol; and koby & helmeppo are a rookie espn sports journalism duo (writer + cameraman) that interned at garp's media company for a while before changing to espn (garp was exasperated about it haha). but ye, the marines would be scattered as judges and rules officials and people on the olympics committee, etc etc.

i said nami would be a marketer or mb a sportscaster, so i think it'd be cute if belle-mère did something similar in her day, annndddd idk about cora. i made croc mihawk's manager but i have no idea what doffy would do and how cora would play into all that. would love to hear if anyone's got any ideas tho!

[maulfucker]

Yeah yeah jedi Maul au we've all seen him. But what about senator Maul au. Representing Dathomir, a neutral world like Mandalore that is still somewhat hostile to outsiders. Wearing fancy clothes that show a bit too much skin for the cold climate of Coruscant. Falling in hate at first sight with Padmé, the only other senator who brings a gun to the senate floor "just in case". The two of them having a weird rivalry because Maul doesn't trust the Jedi and is neutral in a lot of subjects that Padmé is a vocal defender of.

[auncyen]

Me: Ok my brain is going back to normal after ISAT. I will focus on my schoolwork and then sneaky santa now. The Part of My Brain That Got Taken Over By ISAT: But what about an AU where Siffrin went to Dormont sooner and got taken in by the House of Change and grows up there? Can we make something out of that? Me: BRAIN, PLEASE.

[athamad]

"You can't defend *a male Greek myth character*!!! They did *something considered fine in their time but not ours*!!" I'm sorry you're allergic to fun and flaws 😒🙄

[ladiesandgenerals]

[obitv]

i know ive written about it a bit before but oh my GOD im messed up thinking of. how william wouldve discovered his powers. because he NEVER got training he just figured it out. and presumably his friends in deadwood wouldve. also been there.

like. ok. lets say your friend goes missing. in the town where that happens a lot and there isnt much to be done, and your friend was one of the people investigating those disappearances. and now hes hone. so you scramble a bit - but he comes back! yknow he looks a bit shaken up and when you Look at him hes a but.. blurrier than he should be, but hes still your friend!

until suddenly you reach out to grab his arm and you go through it. or hes sitting down and falls through the chair, or accidentally walks into pole but doesnt notice because he went through it. you have to do a double take one day because you SWORE he wasnt that tall yesterday, and you look at his feet to see if he got some new shoes, and hes floating. without seeming to even realise. someone startles him one day, and he just fucking pops out of existence.

but, you think, hes still your friend! still the same william wisp, just with some uh.. quirks. yeah. just a little bit sttange, but hey! you live in DEADWOOD. itd be weirder id he was a totally normal person. sure, disappearing into the woods and coming back with ghost powers is... concerning. but hes your friend. one of your best friends. so your little ghosthunting group agree not to freak out over it and try to help him. he doesnt even know what happened to himself, so you all decide to get to the bottom of this. together.

the last power comes a bit later. youre running a little experiment, seeing what all he can do now without anyone around to freak out. someone jokingly asks if he can astral project, and you see him close his eyes for a second. and another. and another. until he fucking drops, like puppet with its strings cut. and left there, where your friend had been standing just a moment before, is... his fucking ghost. glowing a bright blue with spectral flames licking up his form. he opens his eyes, sees the expressions on your faces, looks down. you can see when it clicks for him, what he just did. his eyes widen and he starts hyperventilating (do ghosts need air?) and crouches down to try poke.. himself. but hisnhand goes right through.

and then, like he was never there, the ghost is gone and your friend shoots up from the pile he'd landed in with a gasp. and he. he looks like hes seen a ghost! and you make that little joke to yourself and you just start to laugh, and laugh, and nobody else is laughing but youre doubled over holding back tears and you manage to choke out the joke and he stares at you, eyes still wide, and you think they flash blue for a second but then he joins in on the laughing, until all of you are sat on the ground giggling at absolutely nothing because what the fuck else do you do after that! fuck! your friend is really a ghost! shit!

william takes longer to calm down, you think. its kinda hard to tell, because none of you are really ok after that, but conaidering he got to touch his own corpse, he definitely had it the worst. he describes it as.. something that doesnt fully make sense to you, at the time. maybe not ever. like he suddenly has all this.. energy. like he can feel the souls around him and the fire that fuels them and how it feels like falling and flying all at once. how he never wants to do it again but never wants to stop

so he tries again. and again. not all at once, obviously. a couple days apart, usually. he gets more confidant with it, able to leave and return to his body easier each time. it freaks all of you the FUCK out though, because as soon as william... leaves his body, it just. stops. his breathing, his pulse, all of it. but he seems to enjoy it, at least. you all agree, separately but together, not to tell him how badly it freaks you out. he seems to enjoy exploring these powers, excited to learn everything he can do and how they can be MUCH more effective ghosthunters now

then the attacks start.

or, well, to put it better would be then the attacks become noticeable. youd all seen your fair share of monsters out in the woods, but running away has always served you well when youre out of your depths. until, of course, it doesnt. they start roaming closer to the border at first. nothing too crazy. then.. all of a sudden... as soon as your friend goes into his wisp form (as it had been dubbed), something lunges. william goes to.. push it away, you think? and a stream of blue fire shoots out of his hands. because sure!

and yeah. thats cool at first. it scares the thing off, something youd all sucked at before, and he looks tired yet proud. but the attacks keep coming, and coming, and soon it stops being "one monster when theyre in the woods" and starts being "one monster when theyre literally anywhere". they never seem to attack william directly, but they always run straight to him, and anyone whos around when they find him... isnt always so lucky.

someone puts their foot down, then. no more wisp form. youve pieced together that its clearly not good, for the town OR for your friend, whos taken to wearing makeup pretty mych every day to avoid comments on how tired or sick he looks. you tell him, straight up, how fucking terrifying it is to watch. and he lets it out too - how every time, the rush is more, the pull stronger. what pull he doesnt say, but you can tell its not one youd want him to follow. and he agrees. no more wisp form, unless the situation is dire.

the attacks dont stop, though. he stops leaving the house. they never seemed to go after his parents, you think. just when hes out in the open.

then, one day, hes gone. just like that. his teachers stop asking when he'll be back to school, and when you go to his house to check on him his fatger tells you very firmly that hes been sent away to a boarding school for his safety. you wonder if thats true. there were rumpurs that a man with pink hair was seen in the town recently, and youve heard that they have training academies for heroes on the big cities. but you know youd never be allowed to know if thats true or not.

the attacks stop though. you overhear someone at school talking about some new up and coming heroes called the prime defenders. hand picked by the prime force, they say.

you never get answers from any calls or messages you try sending to your friend after he leaves. but if you and your friends decide to stay a little bit more up to date on the prime defenders, well. who can stop you?

[akkivee]

reeeeeeeeeiii……….. that can kill people……….

[incense-and-iron]

I wasn't going to post this, and I doubt it'll get much attention but I wanna say it anyway. I had a conversation with someone I met a few times back in college via email and he wished me several happy specific holidays-- Thanksgiving and Christmas specifically. Upon telling him thank you for the thoughtfulness but I don't celebrate those holidays his reply was very... Well, it's what I've heard a million times and it always feels so luke warm and someone who never really actually puts in the effort to learn and change to be more inclusive. He replied with "well, i don't think about the origins of the holidays! I just view them as family gathering times haha!"

I'm sure other people have heard that sort of response waaaay more than me around this part of the year (indigenous people, jewish people, and many others) and I can't ever help but always feel so irked and annoyed by it. It's like theyre taking someone who doesn't partake in christian holidays/US centric holidays as a personal attack and are deflecting in a "im not one of THOSE people" even though they are simply by not being more inclusive in their wording/assuming everyone celebrates these days.

I could probably word this post better in some way but it's early and I sat there with my email open just staring at the reply for a few minutes.... I always felt the need to apologize growing up for saying "i dont celebrate [insert christian based holiday]" because of this sort of reply over and over and over. It's just... strange. Why do I, and millions of others, need to apologize for not celebrating your holidays? Why do we need to feel awkward and bridge the gap with soothing your feelings over us having different holidays than you? Why do you feel the need to "oh i just view it as family gathering time" when faced with someone only saying they don't celebrate your holiday (not criticism or bashing or anything further about it)?

[emrlyn]

do you think alphonz calls william unholy because he's bisexual followup question have they had sex about it