#i love zila so much

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My silly guy

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Can you do a Winx headcanon post about how Winx characters little siblings feel about their older siblings partner[I don't know if I phrased that right]

Example :Riven's little sister, Sherly's feelings towards Riven's relationship with Musa.

ooooohhhhhh

Kay here goes (I’ll also do Zila and Thyler though they’re older siblings)

Chimera hasn’t gotten a lot of chances to interact with Brandon one on one, but she thinks he’s cool and is low-key jealous of how much he protects and respects Stella and how he always is right at her side and hyping her up. She wants someone like that. She’s probably the only sibling to straight up be like, I want a relationship like that, when looking at her big sister

Brandon’s sisters all adore Stella and very much already see her as a sister, Brandon jokes they’d totally chose Stella over him anytime, they are very close. Brandon’s sisters all think the world of Stella and have learned a lot from her in terms of how to dress and hairstyles

Helia won over Mielle by making her magic origami and volunteering as a human step stool, Mielle loves being carried around. Mielle is still quite little so as soon as she saw how happy Helia made Flora and how he was a potential human jungle gym, she was like, yeah that’s enough for me

Shirley was hesitant of Musa at first, mostly due to past experiences and not being very used to trusting people to begin with (not to mention Riven’s past… lack of judgement) but she was slowly won over before they ever got together just by watching them together and realizing that Musa in some ways was just as guarded as Riven and that the two are really two birds of a feather and that they did each other good

Naten ADORED Timmy from the moment they met and has made it very much known that he will not accept anyone else as a brother-in-law (he totally requested relationship updates anytime he talked to Tecna in s1 and 2). Timmy takes Naten seriously when he gets curious about how Specialist weapons works and lets himself get bullied into joining in on lightning farming and from that moment Naten was like; Tecna you are marrying him

Zila thinks Timmy is the cutest and finds his crush on Tecna just very endearing, she totally has a soft spot for him and sees him as a little brother, she’s rooting for them just in a more subtle way than Naten, she always makes sure to compliment him cause she knows he doesn’t always get the praise he deserves

Thyler doesn’t really have a relationship with Tecna at all. He absolutely did not get at all what Timmy saw in her at first and just thought she was weird and that she didn’t reciprocate Timmy’s feelings. He probably tried to dissuade Timmy from his feelings in s1 and the start of s2 cause he didn’t want his brother to end up heartbroken. But, after watching them and having Tecna join them for a few family dinners, he sees that the crush is actually reciprocated and eventually his mindset changes into a; yeah she’s weird, but my bro is weird too, if being weird together will make them happy then go for it. Their relationship is more like- causal and teasing than anything, but he approves and even encourages it now, especially after seeing just how much Timmy loves her in s3, he was turned into a full supporter, even if he doesn’t always get their relationship

^picture the Bridgertons watching Francesca and John in s3, that’s Timmy’s family watching those two. Their neurotypical asses don’t get it but they’re supportive (at least post-Omega debacle)

[radioactive-metal]

CASINOOOOOO FICCCCCCCCCC (pt.1)

ITS HEREEEEEEEEEE

good morning and merry Christmas my fellow obsessed fans of this lovely wee series we have here, I grant to youse, as a Christmas present, the first Half (or so) of the casino fic. It’s got insanity, it’s got scheming, and it’s got a buggerton of innuendo. What more could you want?

so anyways, wherever you are in the world, with family or friends or perhaps by yourself, have a merry Christmas, Ido’nai, Hanukkah, Sanguinalia, or whatever you choose to celebrate. That’s enough rambling in my part. Enjoy gang.

Authors notes: in this the AU emerald city fiasco happens before semperternity. And the Zero is waiting somewhere else. So the squad is flush with cash but still without direction. This will be fun.

Tyler:

“What do you mean it’s missing a piece?” Cat looked about ready to murder someone, most likely Aurora. I laid a hand on her shoulder, very much ready to stop her acting on her fury.

“I can feel it. It’s broken. Look at the eye on this compared to the drawing.” Aurora pointed at the trigger sitting on top of the console to the picture of the sigil she had unconsciously scrawled. She was right. It was missing the gem in its eye.

Finian leant back against the bridge bulkhead, exo whining as he did so “good news gang! I have a cousin who just so happens to deal in missing parts of random artifacts from an ancient race of aliens.”

“Really?” The question slipped out before I could stop it. Finian looked at me like at me like I had just asked why we couldn’t open a window in the longbow, “No golden boy. Did the GIA give you concussion or am I losing my touch?”

“I would bet that ty lost more braincells from my punch then you ever had numbnuts.” Cat ground out. Finian raised his eyebrows “Nice one dirtgirl, I’ll have to add that to my collection.” 

Zila sat, sucking on a lick of hair for a moment, tapping furiously at her uniglass. “I have found the missing piece. Its location was detailed in the data left in the safe deposit box.”

Every person on the bridge whirled around to look at her. “Unfortunately, it is in the vault of La Casio Royale, in Neomonoco. However, currently, the Time to the Line race is on in the system, so it will be slightly easier to sneak in.”

I drummed my fingers on the armrest of my chair. “I feel like there’s something missing here”

Finian rubbed his temples, “yeah golden boy, there is. If you thought biatchiis security was bad, the Vaults de la Royale makes his look like a play pretend cash register.”

Scarlett:

On one hand, I had always wanted to see the time to the line race, preferably from a luxury yacht, waited on by a small army of very handsome men all named christoff. But in the other: we now had to pull off a heist that made that whole business on semperternity look like taking candy from a baby. The entire vault was open to vacuum, with electrified walls, laser sensors, shelves that weighed each lockbox sensitive to .00003 grams.

But on the other other hand: I got to put on my best outfit and lie, gamble, and drink my way through la Casio Royale, the best establishment in the galaxy for the sins of greed and gluttony.

Needless to say, I had my work cut out for me getting my squad mates up to par.

Once we had landed our (heavily disguised) longbow, we made our way to an incredibly expensive apartment complex. Zila had a set of keys and guided us to a door labeled 312. We stepped in and were all floored by the opulence. Oak paneling lined the walls. Onyx tiling led the way to the central living area, with a colossal window and balcony overlooking the ocean of the planet. The legion clearly hadn’t skimped out when building this place. I still couldn’t wrap my head around how they had laid all of this out. The box, the camouflage unit on the longbow, this apartment. It was as if they knew what was going to happen before it did.

There were 6 doors leading off the main corridor. Each one was inscribed with a different sigil. One had seven lines, the next had a stylized double A, after that was two hoops. Then on the other side of the hall was another four, with a beetle, a handbag, a gold bar, and a phoenix.

I took a wild guess, and opened the door with a handbag on it. Inside I found a lavishly decorated room, all velvet carpet and silk sheets. The largest bed I had ever seen sat in the middle, and directly across from the door to the room was a massive ornate closet. I gently stepped over to it, and found it was full to the brim with an incredible selection of clothes. Worksuits hung next to ball gowns, and everything in between.

There was two doors, I opened the first one and found a bathroom filled with enough marble to have depleted a small quarry. High end toiletries were arraigned next to glass sinks. I then check the other door, and found myself in a small corridor, with another door on the other end. I closed the door behind me and opened the next one.

I found myself transported to trask. A low ceiling studded with stalactites. Gently glowing blue vines grew on the walls, and floating in the center, quite possibly the best part of the room, was one Finian De Karen De Seel.

Aurora:

I opened the door with the old logo of Ad Astra, and I found myself in my childhood bedroom. It was the exact same. From the crappy old wooden bedframe to the books laid about the place. On the bedside table was a note.

Aurora:

We are so sorry that this is what you have to do. You should have been welcomed into this new time, not forced to run. 

Please consider this to be some very small apology,

Aurora Legion command

Admiral Adams and Greater Clan Battle Leader De Stoy

Below the message a small chip was taped. I plugged it into Magellan and saw it was a video. I pressed play and saw Callie, though much older, mid thirties at least, carrying a toddler. “Look the the camera kiddo! Say hello to your auntie Auri! Can you say hello little Jie?”

The toddler seem more focused on its mother bracelets.

“Hi Auri. I know you won’t ever see this, but I like to keep you updated. Even though you’re gone. This is Jie-lin. She’s 2 years old now. I hope you’re safe wherever you are. I love you”

I couldn’t keep it together. I broke down. These past few days coupled with this just broke me. I started bawling. Ugly, broken sobs that scratched at my throat as they came up.

I stared at that final frame of Callie. So grown up, so much older than me. I wondered what had happened. To mom, to dad, to the family after I left. Did mom go back to school? Did Callie ever go and see Hong Kong like she always wanted? What happened to dad?

I was stirred from my thoughts by one of the doors to my room creaking open. What would have once led to the kitchen now opened up into a plain grey corridor, currently occupied by the galaxies greatest Legolas lookalike.

We locked eyes for a moment. I saw that wall behind his eyes crumble for just a moment. I saw concern, but it could have well been pity.

“What…” my voice, scratchy and raw, caught in my throat “what do you want?”

Those damned purple eyes flicked away from me. And over the rest of the room, almost drinking it in. He stepped past the doorway, closing the door behind him without a south, and dropped noiselessly into a position with his legs crossed under him.

“Strong and silent then. Ok Legolas.” I mumbled, reaching around for something to throw at him. I grabbed my pillow, and acting on instinct from something I’d done a million times before, chucked it. He caught it out of mid air without a flinch. He raised a single, immaculate silver eyebrow at me.

“Stop doing that you son of a biscuit!”

“Stop what?”

“Being so irritating and rude and annoying and cute - er.. uh…”

Both his eyebrows jumped up to his forehead and I saw the faintest glimmer of what could be hope in his eyes. 

Tyler:

Everyone else filtered off to their rooms, leaving one door unopened. As I opened the door I found a nice,  it not ostentatious bedroom. Nicer than my room at the academy, but not what I would have expected from such a fancy apartment. Honestly I preferred it. I was never truly at home in fancy places, even when my dad traveled for the senate and took me and scar with me. It was always too much.

There were three other doors than the one I had just entered. The first was open to a bathroom, the second was a glass balcony door, that had a stunning view of the ocean.

The third door was closed, and had no obvious labels or indications of its purpose. I stepped over to it, and opened it only to find myself with scarcely four centimetres away from Cat. She looked up at me, and for just a moment I was there again, on shore leave, scotch in our veins and together. I staggered backwards, overwhelmed by that closeness with her. My ace, my closest friend, my confidante.

“Come now Ty, I’m not that scary”

“No-no god no of course not Cat no. You just…. Scared me.”

“Heh. And I never broke any academy regs. You’re fooling nobody Tyler.”

She lifted a hand, and with it a bottle of Terran scotch.

“We’ve made enough bad decisions in the past few days to fill a lifetime. What’s one more?”

And honestly? I couldn’t argue with that.

“So do you want to shout at me first or can we skip to the fun part?”

The now setting sun glowed a gorgeous golden orange through the light, catching in her dark hair and lighting up her face, now covered in a smile.

“Are you having a laugh? Nah. You’re going to sit your ass in the seat over there, and we are going to talk this out while I partake in this fine bottle of scotch that was left in my room. After that? We’ll see.”

By the time she had finished shouting at me, the sun was gone. In its stead was twin moons, visibly moving across the sky. We were sitting out on the balcony. She had a glass with a triple shot of scotch, I had some mineral water.

“Ya know Ty? I honestly considered the GIA’s offer on semperternity.”

“Is that the booze talking or you?”

“Are you having a laugh? I’m as sober as a funeral. This stuff” she shook the glass “is about as weak as nuns piss.”

“I figured. On both counts I mean. At risk of sounding uncomfortably cliche, I had faith that even though you wanted the offer, you would still back me.”

“God I hate when you read me like a book.”

“What can I say? I know you too well.”

A glint in her eyes made me realize what I had just done.

“Oh really now Ty? Are you sure? Cause I think there might be a few things you don’t know.”

And with that, I was dragged back through the door and onto the bed.

Cat Brannock 1, Tyler Jones 0

Zila:

There was a large amount of data stored on several storage wafers in my room. Each one contained briefings, plans, and other such information. Most was time locked to future dates, but I located one unlocked folder. Within was two subfolders, labeled ‘Orders’ and ‘Blue Prints’

The orders folder contain a briefing document with a security clearance I did not recognize. It was inaccessible, presumably corrupted, as it was date locked several hundred years in the past, and yet could not be opened.

The Blue prints folder was much more fruitful. Within was pages upon pages of plans, analysis, and photos of the vault we had to crack into. 

Along with data was a note, one of several I had found so far. This one read “trust the hawk”. I piled it with the other notes, some had been helpful, pointing me to guide my team mates in the correct direction. Others were much more cryptic, many mentioning hawks, crystals, and the ancient myth of Ouroboros. 

More to consider.

I wonder if it is wrong to manipulate my teammates.

I am still not feeling nothing

Finian

I spent most of the evening after Scarlett left fixing up my exosuit. The fact the legion splurged for terrestrial anti grav made feel warm and fuzzy inside. Or maybe that was talking to Scar. Who knows?

After an extremely long and deep sleep in zero G, I woke at would be 8:30 station time. Later than normal but not ridiculously so. With a sigh and some grumbling I donned my exo once again and turned off the Zero G. All of those pains and aches I thought had gone? They came right back. Turns out there’s only so much one nights sleep can do.

I opened the door and wandered out to the common area of the apartment, to find Zila sitting at the counter, obsessing over some file in her uniglass, and Kal out on the balcony doing some sort of meditation.

“Third awake isn’t bad… where’s our high and mighty squad leader?”

“Sleeping with legionnaire Brannock.”

I did a double take at that “asleep? Or…. The other thing?”

Zila didn’t respond.

“Maker… really? My goodness he’s actually human? I thought they assembled him at the overachiever factory.”

“There is no such factory.”

“Don’t change Zila. I need someone to tell me these things”

With that I wandered over to the refrigerator to see what we had. I found it stocked better than I could have hoped. It even had my favorite kind of breakfast burrito.

“Wow, they really did think of everything.”

Zila made a small noise, then hurriedly typed something on her uni.

At that, as if on cue, Scarlett walked round the corner. Far from her usual put-togetherness, she looked bedraggled, hair frizzy and makeup smeared. Even then though, as she caught my eye and winked, I felt like my stomach was full of butterflies.

“Morning Zila”

No response, Zila being a conversationalist ad always.

“And good morning fin”

The gentle smile, the way she said my name… it felt like someone had released another crate of butterflies in my stomach (why do they keep dumping them there? Do I look like a bug enclosure?)

“M-Morning Scar”

She walked over, brushed my hand (for just a little too long to be accidental) to hit a button on the coffee maker. I personally couldn’t stand the stuff, but Scarlett seemed to guzzle it like air.

“Any plans for the day?”

“You know, the usual, being the most handsome member of the squad.”

“The usual indeed. You can multitask while doing that I presume? I have a shopping list and need a spare set of hands getting it all. We can get lunch and such. I know a guy here.”

There was quite a few things to unpack there. First was her agreeing with me? The most handsome? Maker that let off a third… flock? Collection? Swarm? Of butterflies. The second… was she was asking me to go out with her. To go shopping and get lunch. Me. ME. The only reason she would pick me for that is if-

Great maker in the heavens. Scarlett Jones was asking me out on a date.

Tyler

The sunlight streaming through my window gently brought me back from the sandman. I stirred and moved my arm to my eye, only for it to hit something warm, and vaguely soft and-

Oh yeah. Last night. The memories flashed though my head like a dying star. I cracked an eye open, and saw her there, next to me, still dead to the world.

Her hair was mussed, what little makeup she had smudged around. I shifted under the covers and gasped from the pain. Looks like I might have voided the warranty on the old fun factory.

The noise woke her up. With a grumble and yawn, she opened her eyes. Her voice was soft and scratchy, but no surprises there. Thank the maker the walls are thick.

“Morning Ty. What’s the big idea with all the noise?”

“The boys…. Poor fellas seem to have taken a beating”

“Wonder who could have done such a thing?”

With that, she shifted closer to me and closed

her eyes again.

Should I have done this? Probably no.

Was it a bad choice? Most likely.

Do I regret it? Let’s see.

I looked over at the clock at the side of the bed, 6:50.  Later then I would normally wake up. I should probably get up.

However: this bed was comfy, and most importantly, there was a woman I loved next to me, and that was too much of a problem for the little bit of me that wanted to get up could overcome, and so I drifted back off to dream land, listening to Cats breath.

Kal:

I awoke at 5 AM ship time. My father had instilled this into me with his fists. I always woke at 5 now, no matter when or where I slept. I still have the scars, the last reminders of the wounds he inflicted, and the care my mother gave me. The universe truly was cruel. Making me the son of that wretched being, and taking my mother from me because of his fit of rage.

I went out to the balcony, to meditate as my mother showed me. It helped clear my head, and to tamp down the enemy within. I cleared my mind and reached out. My powers were weak, insignificant compared to all but the weakest of waywalkers, and yet i could still feel my comrades, ever so faintly. Tyler’s golden light, lighting him up like a beacon in the dark. Scarlett, glowing ruby red, casting a warm and welcoming glow around her. And Aurora. By all the souls of Syldra, Aurora.

She was like a star. Glowing with the purest white light, too strong to even look at. All I could see was her outline, and that void blue core of her being. 

I was no stranger to being pulled in two different directions. The teachings of my father versus those of my mother. The enemy within versus me. But this one was different. One could fill the galaxy with words and it would not come close. If all the blood vessels were laid out to end to end, and each cell had the word love engraved on it, it would not equal one billionth of a second of the pull. It was nearly impossible to resist, myriad works of art had been created about it over the millennia. None came close to describing it. I opened my eyes from my meditation, and looked out over the glistening sea, utterly stunning by all accounts. It was bland and boring compared to Aurora. And yet, I was denied such a thing. I could not. Alas, she was human. I don’t know if she could even reciprocate these feelings.

That was until yesterday. Like a man clutching to a cliff edge, I hung on to those words. Was there hope? Did she mean those words? Those feelings flying off her like a star going supernova? 

I did not have many of my mother gifts, but even I could feel the emotions of one as powerful as her.

And she felt something for me.

The smallest ember of emotion, which may catch.

And so hope remained.

And so despite everything, I had reason to smile.

Scarlett

I was 3/4ths of the way through my coffee when Tyler trudged in. Not walked, not marched, trudged. I have seen him do such a thing exactly twice in my entire life. The day after dad died, and the morning he got back from shore leave after graduation. Given that no one we know died, and the incredibly visible and large hickey on his neck… I’d say that my brother was engaging in…. Fraternization. 

I’m impressed honestly. I had a bet with myself that he wouldn’t last through the 2nd night on the longbow, now it’s been a whole week! Impressive.

As Tyler rounds the corner, I notice his odd gait, swinging his leg out and forward, rather than straight ahead in proper marching style. 

Fraternization indeed.

He stops at the counter, grabs one of the stools, and gingerly sits down. We lock eyes for just a moment and have an instant of perfect, non verbal twin to twin communication.

‘Really?’

‘Not a word’

The silence was broke by a sharp sniff through is nose, a long sigh and him shifting. 

“Right then. Anything of note to report?”

“Negative sir” came Finians reply

“Nope” 

“I have something sir” Zila had stopped tapping on her uniglass

“Well? The suspense is killing me legionnaire Madran, what is it?”

“Testy this more I see sir” Finian said, seeing if he couldn’t get a rise of his commander

“I have located blueprints and relevant construction information for the vault. I send them in a data package over our squad communications link, along with my personal analysis on viable points of entry.”

“Didn’t get much sleep then I take it Legionaire?”

“No more than you sir”

I choked on my coffee. Finian did a spit take and Tyler looked utterly bewildered.

“First: what I was or wasn’t doing last night is between me and the maker. Second: did you just make a joke?”

“No. I stated a fact. I got 4 hours and thirty two minutes of sleep last night, while by my estimation you got between four and three quarters and five hours of sleep.”

Finians pale skin was now flushed a pale shade of pink from him trying to hold in his laughter, meanwhile I was laughing around the coffee stuck in my throat and Tyler looked even more bewildered. The kind of bewildered that makes a deer in headlights look like a professor of psychology.

“I-uh- Well anyways, if you could pull up the data on the table hologram so we can prepare a briefing legionnaire.”

“Yes sir”

Aurora

I woke up with puffy eyes and a throat that felt like it has seen the wrong side of an industrial sandblaster. Turns out: crying yourself to sleep is awful. I can’t believe Hollywood lied to me. It’s almost like it’s full of paid actors.

I had to peel myself from my bed, I sign I had slept far deeper than normal. I opened the closet, and found that it was stocked with clothes exactly to my size and liking. I picked out a nice outfit and walked to what I could only assume was the kitchen, where I heard the gentle murmur of voices. I rounded to find everyone else in the squad all chatting amounts themselves, with coffee and, of all people, Cat, manning, as my mother would call it, the cooker. Tyler looked up, and gave me a kind smile.

“Well then, that’s everyone. I’ll start the briefing now if no one has any objections.” He paused “Ok good.” He tapped a button in the centre of the table. It lit up revealing blueprints, for what looked like a very over the top bank vault.

“This, ladies and gentlemen, is our target. The most fortified, secure, and impenetrable bank vault ever designed. Within, is contained the last part of the trigger, a 32 karat chunk of Eshvaren crystal.”

Scar leaned forward. “So an easy jaunt into a bank vault to steal a gem. What’s the problem?”

“Finian?”

The Beretreskan nodded

“If you remember Biattchis office, with the security system that would wake a carreer criminal screaming? This one would make them hand themselves in to the police and collapse into a jibbering, insane mess. Laser sensors and hair wire triggers, weighted boxes and hard vacuum. Silent penetration is nearly impossible”

Kal spoke up “so how do we intended to get in quietly?”

Finian giggled like a kid on Christmas morning. “Kal…. Who said anything about quiet?”

Tyler tapped the button on the table again.

“We will be organized into 3 groups of two, with Zila running support here.” He gestured at a point on the holographic map, indicating the apartment “Legionnaires De Seel and Jones task is to create a distraction. I don’t care if it’s a riot, a brawl, anything. We just need all eyes away from the vault. Legionnaire Gilwraith and Aurora will be our backup in case we have unwanted guests. Finally, me and legionnaire Brannock will be infiltrating the facility, opening the vault, and retrieving the target. Any questions?”

“How do we intends to breach the vault?”

Tyler’s eyes glimmered. “Are you familiar with shaped charges?”

[End of part 1. Teehee]

[regulum-plays]

Going live!

A very short visual novel that reminds you about reading trigger warnings.

It’s a game that you can play in bowser and it’s completly free (well, like most of games I play…).

You only have one male love intrest, but what an amazing man he is! Zilas, aspiring idol, streamer and most importantly – your boyfriend. He will do everything in his power to make sure you both get a happy ending together.

The game is fully voiced with even narrator having it’s own voice, but if you want you can turn off every voice in this game.

We don’t see how MC looks like and you can chooose your name and pronouns (you also get to choose your usernames!).

Unfortunetly there is no skip or save option, but the game is so short that it isn’t a big issue (it also let’s you to listen to this amazing voice acting).

The game has two ending and one special scene/ending scene that you get after seeing all endings. There are plans to make more (even game suggest it) but it entirely depends on how this game will be recieved. Another reason to recommend this game to You. 😉

As I said in the beggining – before you play, read the trigger warnings, it’s really importnat if there are stuff you are sensitive to/you are not sure how much you can handle.

Zilas will make you feel the butterflies, but right after you will cry.

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Bardzo krótka powieść wizualna (bardzo podobna mi się to tłumaczenie), która przypomni ci o dokładnym czytaniu ostrzeżeń.

Jest to gra, w którą można grać w przeglądarce i jest całkowicie za darmo (cóż, jak większość gier, w które gram…).

W grze jest tylko jeden wybranek serca płci męskiej, ale cóż za niesamowity mężczyzna z niego jest! Zilas, aspirujący celebryta, streamer, a co najważniejsze – Twój chłopak. Zrobi wszystko co w jego mocy abyście dostali wasze wspólne dobre zakończenie.

W grze każda postać dostała swojego aktora głosowego, nawet narrator, ale każdy z tych głosów można bezproblemowo wyłączyć w ustawieniach.

Nie widzimy jak wygląda protagoniszcze i możemy wybrać własne imię oraz zaimki (wybieramy także nasze własne nazwy użytnikownika!).

Niestety gra nie posiada żadnego przycisku pominięcia czy zapisu, ale na całe szczęście jest na tyle krótka, że nie nie jest to dużym problemem (pozwala to też na posłuchanie niesmowitych aktorów głosowych).

Gra posiada dwa zakończenia oraz jedną specjalną scenę/zakończenie, które otrzymujesz po zobaczeniu dwóch pozostałych zakończeń. Są również plany na zrobienie większej ilości zakończeń (nawet sama gra to sugeruje) jednak to całkowicie zależy od tego jak ta gra się przyjmie. Kolejny powód, żeby polecić tę grę wam. 😉

Tak jak powiedziałom na początku – zanim zaczniesz grać przeczytaj dokładnie ostrzeżenie, to bardzo ważne jeżeli są jakieś tematy, na które jesteś szczególnie wrażliwe/tematy, na które nie będziesz w stanie patrzeć.

Zilas sprawi, że poczujesz motylki w brzuchu, ale zaraz potem będziesz płakać.

[rhaenyraqueenred]

"What does the name you call me mean?" I ask.

"Be'shmai?" he replies. "There . . . there is no adequate human word for it."

"What about inadequate words, then?

His answer is very soft. "Beloved."

Aurora O'Malley & Kal Gilwraeth from Aurora Cycle.

(I love them, your honor. Maybe he reminds me of Mr. Spock a little bit. Someone see the Star Trek in it? Tyler is like a baby and more chaotic Kirk I suppose. Scarlet should be like a more flirty Uhura, Idk about Zila, and well... I lost the count. But Kal has so much of Spock and vulcans 👀: the pointy ears, the warrior species, the breeding mating season, being a little bit akward... yeah, i connected the dots. I didn't did shit)

[lilxmoo]

Pets I think Squad 312 would have, but it's very specific

Tyler - The obvious choice is a golden retriever, but I think he would love and own a pitbull/staffy. Her name is Luna, (he's not a creative guy) and even though she looks scary, she's an absolute baby who loves being cradled. She sits on his chest as much as she can, and even though Tyler originally wanted to train her to do tricks, the best she's got is sit and shake. Has the biggest baby eyes that can make Ty do anything 🥺 It's not uncommon to hear Tyler say; "Luna, jump. Luna, Lu- that's not - naw, you can have a treat for being cute :("

Scarlett - she's really not much of an animal gal, but she found the tiiiniest little kitten on the street one day that latched onto her, and she never let her go. Y'know the type, the little ones that put their whole body into meowing and it's just a tiny squeak. Its a little white cat, and she named it Bae <3 absolutely pampers the little thing with treats and a massive cat climbing thing in her room that the lil thing can't even get up 💕 she combs Bae's hair often, and both of them love it. Especially when Scarlett is gossiping with Auri or Fin while doing so. She carries Bae in her purse everywhere she goes, like a scifi equivalent of the 2000's poodle.

Cat - a bird, (obviously) but specifically a parrot. She probably got it through some drunk deal at a pub one night, and figured, eh, it has wings, may as well keep it. She named him Raptor (she was sixteen and edgy), and Raptor is a MENACE. Bites fingers until they bleed, screams as loud as possible at the most inconvenient times and pisses on your shoulder. But it's worth it in Cat's eyes, because he listens to her and she taught him to say cuss words. She says that he calls everyone a motherfucker because of whoever owned him last, but everyone knows the truth.

Finian - He's a frog guy. He is SUCH a frog guy. Dariel has fish, Fin has frogs. Like Scarlett, he's not one for animals, but mainly because he doesn't like animals that are less....animal. Anything with fur, for example. (Cuz Gremps, etc) If it can learn to open a door, that's already a bit weird for him. However, little slimy things are ok with him. He has five little frogs named Ian, Keith, Andrew, Graham, and David. (He thought it was funny) They're all small and adorable, and quite frankly have very little behind the eyes. Anything more high- maintenance is very inconvenient for him, so his little office things are perfect. However, Bae has a very soft spot in his heart.

Aurora - Rabbit!!!! She has the cutest little bunny that Kal gave her for her birthday after discovering how much she loves them, and she ADORES her little fluffball. His name is Merlin, a little white ball of poof who Auri squeals over almost every day. He has a massive cage, decorated to the nine, but he's almost never in there because Auri is holding him so often. So often, in fact, she forgets he's there sometimes, going to pick something else up on instinct, where Kal will immediately pick up Merlin in replacement. It's a system. She has a pale purple leash for him and everything 😭 (shes so cute djsjsjsnskanajxfja

Zila - Every animal shes ever had is a science experiment 💀 however, Nari has a little sausage dog named Diddles, and since Nari loves Diddles, Zila ....tolerates Diddles. He gives her a MEAN stink eye, and she will respond fully conversationally. Nari will be like, "Yay you're both getting along! :D" and as soon as she leaves, Diddles will look Zila dead in the eye until she starts yapping about the tax bracket to him, silent passive-aggressive energy being thrown between the two.

Kal - Listen, Aurora is so infatuated with Merlin, there's no room for any more animals between them. However, Kal really likes animals in general, and there's a farm of Yeins near their house on New Syldra - they're the equivalent of Horses, but more dragon-like. He loves spending days there when Auri is busy, and volunteers there often when he can. There's one particular Yein named Kirai who is his favorite, and she's a gentle thing who likes to play cheeky tricks on him, like hiding the buckets 🥺 I can see him taking care of most animals, honestly, and is more than happy to babysit any of the Squad's pets when needed. He also has plenty of plants :)

[grndz3r000]

The things we do for love

'I'd kill for you'

'I'd die for you'

"I'd live for you."

You were the only thing on Zilas' mind as he made that deal. There was no doubt in his mind. He at least wanted one last week with you. One last week to love you. One last week just to at least propose. The one thing that made him happy, even if hes leaving this world, was the fact he was leaving this world as your fiance.

He had to go though the past 5 days knowing hes leaving you. He went through it with a smile on his face. These past days were a heartache to him, but he wanted it to be filled with memories of love.

Thats why he streamed everything. He wanted to leave you something to look back on.

Within those days, he finally got to propose to you when he hit his 1 million followers mark. It was the happiest hes been

Even when you plunged that knife though his heart, the heart that only beat for you. He wanted to comfort you and explain it wasnt your fault. The problem is, he had no time. He regrets not telling you and making you live with the confusion and sadness, but if he had told you, it would only make his final days worse for you.

You'll understand. One day maybe.

All you have to know right now, is that it wasnt your fault, and he loves you so so much.

OKAY PLEASE IM BEGGING YOU BRING HIM BACK. GUYS PLEASE WE NEED 5K RATINGS ON THIS GAME PLEASE WE NEED HIM BACK !!!!! IM SOBBING

I just needed to make a tiny drabble or wtv😞

Game: Going Live!

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[anxiety-lemsbian]

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hi! i'm aster.

she/they, minor, ENG + some ESP and Auslan, poet, audhd, sapphic ace, careless man’s careful daughter, infj, shark lover, lucy dacus listener, aries sun, gemini moon, pisces rising, #1 boygenius (+ solo careers) obsessor, ravenclaw but FUCK JKR, pinterest princess (androgynous), aspiring forest witch, chronic fatigue + generalized anxiety disorder + depression sufferer, greek salad lover

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current hyperfixation/talk to me about:

arcane

special interests:

sylvia plath, boygenius, bluey, sharks

fandoms:

everything sucks, boygenius (+solo careers), jucy, gilmore girls, brooklyn 99, heartbreak high, bluey, bridgerton, osemanverse, sunflowers and lavender, kiki’s delivery service, hamilton, matilda the musical, ruby redfort, aurora cycle (zila's my GIRL), nevermoor, stargirl, agggtm, biac, wednesday, lady bird, the owl house, arcane

books:

the anthropocene reviewed, the bell jar, stargirl, loveless, radio silence, death sets sail, goddess girls series, dear poppy, aurora cycle, anne of green gables series, sick bay, henry hamlet’s heart, hani and ishu’s guide to fake dating, nevermoor, iwbft, heartstopper, solitare

ships:

wenclair, lumity, cazzie, emisue, kind of caitvi but only because i want vi to be happy

artists:

lucy dacus, chappell roan, hozier, florence and the machine, radiohead, phoebe bridgers, julien baker, gracie abrams, noah kahan, boygenius, taylor swift? (melbourne n3), lorde, cavetown, mitski, eliza and the delusionals, boyish, beabadoobee

songs:

claw machine, nuvole bianche, leonard cohen, garden song, there it goes, triple dog dare, home by now, no surprises, cartwheel, me and my dog, american teenager, good news, scorpio rising, townie, last words of a shooting star, strawberry blond, we’re in love, so much wine, apple cider

playlist:

psa: when i use 'girl' in relation to me (crafty girl summer, etc.) i mean it androdgynously :))

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@leftfromrightfromwrong : boygenius and sometimes art

@listen2yourownvoice : radio silence+ a bit of general osemanverse

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[found-family-tournament]

Found Family Tournament Round 1 Part 6 Group 29

Propaganda and further pictures under the cut

Squad 312: Tyler Jones, Scarlett Jones, Cat Brannock, Zila Madran, Finian de Seel, Kaliis Gilwraeth, Aurora Jie-Lin O'Malley

Fatui Harbingers: Childe/Tartaglisa/Ajax, Aleccino/the Knave, Pantalone/Regator, La Singnora/the Crimson Whitch of Embers/the Fair Lady/Rosalyn, Sandron/Marionette, Scaramouche/the Balladeer/Kunikuzushi, Pulcinelle/the Rooster, Columbina/Damslette, Il Dottore/the Docter/Zandik, Pierro/the Jester, Tsaritsa

Submissions are still open!

Squad 312:

Their love for each other literally saved the universe by teaching the enemy what love truly is, they fought tooth and nail to get back to each other through time and space, they call each other family in canon, and they love each other so much!!!

Fatui Harbingers:

they are the power of villains but their all friendhips,,, they all are broken and evil have done horrifiying things and society hates them and yet they stil chose to be with eachother. scaramouse was a broken puppet who was discared from his mother and they took him in and dottore fixed him up, signora was so trauatized by her husbands death that she magically spouted flames and her mother/the tsarista gave her a cryo delution so she wouln'dt die, ajax was 14 when he fell in the abyss for 3 abyssal months/3 days and when he came out he was like a little bloodthirsty gremlin and theyve watched him grow up fro like the past 6 years and papanelle is so fr. and columbinas a furey yrder gremlin nd shes the best i love her so much.

[zila-madran-unnofficial]

oo uh.. fin for 5, 7 and 13? and zila for 3, 24 and 8 if ya feel like it :)

from @auroracycle-enjoyer

tysm for the ask!

game

finian:

5: i think abt him whenever i listen to scrawny, there are probably songs out there that fit better tho

7: i think the fandom characterization of fin is pretty true to the books, and i like how we've all agreed that him and auri are besties

13: 😏 no explanation required

zila:

3: there arent many things wrong with my angel tbh, but i thought it was a bit weird when scar said she was a sociopath and then they never revisited her being one, bc its out of character for scar to just be so rude unless its true, but its literally not.

8: again, not much lol, but i'm not loving the underrepresentation of zinari, or when people use her "bad" social skills for comic effect (as a fellow autistic person, it does hurt me a little bit) though luckily that doesn't happen too often.

24: tbh im not really in any other fandoms, just obsessed with this, so i cant rlly think of anyone soz

[bookperusing]

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[yukihirata]

I'll Always Be With You

There is a sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of weakness, but of power. They speak more eloquently than ten thousand tongues. They are the messengers of overwhelming grief, of deep contrition, and of unspeakable love.

Yuki opened the door to her apartment, eyes full of tears. She dropped her sword at the door and kicked off her boots, leaving them in a pile near the door. The door was then closed and the Raen looked around the room, looking at all of Kallard’s things. His bag of guns was stashed away near Yuki’s open cupboard.

That favorite coat of his hung from the coat rack, along with several of Yuki’s jackets. She clenched her jaw tight and stepped into the apartment, having frozen up at the door. Doing her best to keep her composure, Yuki slowly made her way inside. Her eyes lingered on where Kallard usually sat on the sofa, his ash tray still where he had left it before they left.

Sitting on his seat was an envelope and a small package wrapped in brown paper. Yuki saw this and walked over to it, sitting down next to where her friend would sit and smoke. Unable to keep herself from doing so, Yuki started to cry, the tears flowing down her cheeks and dripping down onto her combat armor.

With a shaking hand, Yuki reached out and picked up the letter, leaving the package behind for now. She looked down at the ash tray, a pack of cigarettes and a box of matches resting next to him. Yuki picked up the pack and shuffled a cigarette out, placing it between her lips. She took one of the matches and rubbed it against the side of the box, igniting it. The flame was then brought to one end of the cigarette, Yuki puffing on it to properly light the cancer stick. Once the cigarette was lit, Yuki set down the two items next to the ash tray, leaving it where Kallard had left them.

Yuki turned the envelope over in her hand, looking at her name written on the front of it in neat handwriting. She had always admired how clear Kallard was able to write, his writing always tight and neat. Her handwriting was good, but nowhere near as good as his was. She carefully opened the envelope and pulled the letter out and started to read it.

Yuki,

I’m so sorry. I should have told you what I had planned so you would have time to prepare, but I just couldn’t bring myself to break your spirits like that. I know this whole thing hasn’t been easy for you, and I know you’ve been really struggling with my illness, more so than I have. I appreciate you not giving up on me. You have no idea how much it means to me that you were there for me in my final moments.

The time we had together was probably the best I’ve had since Seia passed away. It was because of you I was able to wake up every day and face whatever life had planned for me. You were the one that gave me strength to face my demons. Because of you I was able to do what needed to be done. It was you who healed me, not Zila or Hod. You mended this warrior’s broken heart and gave him a reason to live again.

And for that I thank you. Thank you for saving my life. Thank you for saving ME. I love you, kiddo. Don’t ever forget that.

Do me a favor and keep an eye on Julia. I know my death is going to be hard on her too, and she’ll need you to be there for her. You too can bond and talk shit about me, because I know you will. I know you’re going to joke and laugh about the dumb shit I did, or my horrible dance moves.

Oh, and make sure Val is okay. That goofy fuck is probably going to be sad too. Make sure the two of you have fun together. Go back to the jazz club and have drinks together. He’s a good kid, you’ll two will be fast friends.

I left some stuff behind for you, too. My guns and everything else is all yours now, kiddo. Make sure you clean them like how I showed you otherwise they’ll jam up and stop working. Oh, and don’t use cheap lubricant either. It’ll just gunk up and cause problems later down the road. Use the stuff in my bag and you’ll have no problems. Make sure you practice your shooting, too. You’re a good shot and I’d hate to see you lose that.

Cassian and I’s wedding rings are in the box that was on top of this letter. I had them cleaned recently, so they’ll be nice and shiny for you. I included a chain for you to wear them on, too, since I know you’re going to want to wear them whenever possible. Take good care of them.

Oh, and one final thing.

Make sure the other Kallard knows what happened. I’m sure they’ll want to know what happened. Maybe you guys can work something out and have a private funeral so you can all say goodbye. I know that’s what I would do.

Gods, I’m terrible at saying goodbye. Here I am trying to make a heartfelt letter and all I’ve done is told you stuff. I’m sorry, I wish I had something more comforting to say, but you know me. Words and I don’t really get along.

So, I’m just going to say it. Goodbye, Yuki. You were the best thing that had happened to me in a long, long time. I will cherish the time we spent together and I know you will too. Take care of yourself, okay? Don’t let this break you. You’re stronger than that.

I love you,

Decimus Eir Panthera

AKA Kallard Felmann

Yuki took a deep, staggered breath and slowly exhaled as fresh tears started to run down her cheeks. She reached up and wiped her eyes, not wanting to ruin the letter with her grieving. She reached down and picked up the small package and unwrapped it, tossing aside the paper. A small white box greeted her, which she promptly opened up.

Resting on a small black pillow were two men’s wedding bands on a black metal chain. Yuki gingerly picked up the rings and took the chain, slipping it over her head. She let the rings fall to rest just above her chest, where the necklace Kallard had bought her sat. A hand was placed over the rings and the Raen shut her eyes.

The only thing Yuki could do in that moment was weep.

[werindialive]

I wanted to be a father, but Indian law did not allow me, says Salman Khan

Salman Khan shared his thought son becoming a father as he loves children very much. He also opened up about his plans for getting married in a recent interview. He said that he had thought about becoming a dad but it was the Indian law that did not let him.

Salman can often be seen enjoying the company of kids. His sister Arpita Khan has two children--Ayat Sharma and Ahil Sharma and Salman Khan is their favorite uncle. His other sister Alvira Khan also has two kids--Alizeh Agnihotri and Ayaan Agnihotri and Salman also has two brothers who have their own kids.

Talking at length about his love for kids at the TV's show Aap ki Adalat, Salman revealed he was planning for a child. "Abhi kya bolu woh toh plan tha. Plan tha. Bahu ka nahi tha, baccha ke tha. Lekin ab woh law ke hisaab se woh toh Hindustan mein ho nahi sakta. Toh ab dekhenge kya kare (What to say, that was the plan. It wasn't for a daughter-in-law, it was for a child. But according to the Indian laws, it's not possible. Now we'll see what to do)."

When questioned about doing something similar to Karan Johar, he said, "Wahi main koshish karraha tha lekin woh law shayad change hogaya hai. Toh ab dekhenge. Bachchon ka bada shaukh hai mujhe. I love kids. Lekin kids jab aate hai toh maa bhi aati hai. Maa unke liye bohut acchi hai, lekin humare ghar mein maa hi maa padi hai sir. Humare paas pura zila hai, pura gaon hai. Woh unka accha khayal rakh lengi. Lekin unki maa, jo real maa hongi, woh meri patni hogi (makes a face) (That's what I was trying to do. But, that law may have changed, so let's see. I am very fond of children. But when kids come then their mother also comes. A mother is good for them but we have a lot of mothers at home. We have the whole district, the whole village. They will take care of them. But my kid's real mother will also be my wife)."

Salman Khan’s movie Kisi Ka Bhai Kisi Ki Jaan is making great success at the box office. The movie is directed by Farhad Samji and has a strong star cast including Pooja Hegde, Shehnaaz Gill, Palak Tiwari, Sidharth Nigam, Venkatesh Daggubati, Bhumika Chawla, Raghav Juyal and Jassie Gill.

He is also working on his upcoming movie Tiger 3 opposite actor Katrina Kaif. The film is all set to hit the theatres on the occasion of Diwali 2023.

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[radioactive-metal]

Each squad Member as a Joke political Ideology

I feel like I should post cause I haven’t done that in a while. Casino fic is so close to being done it’s like 1 more chapter.

Cat: Liftocracy: the leader is whoever can bench press the most. Very simple. My girl hits the gym and can and would bench press Tyler if he would let her. It’s a natural choice.

Kal: libertarianism with Mongolian characteristics: You can do whatever you want so long as it involves riding a horse, living on the steppes of Eurasia, or drinking fermented horse milk. You also must live in a yurt. He raises horses with aurora and ferments his own horse milk. Very based and mongol pilled

Scarlett: chocolate coin Capitalism: it’s like normal capitalism but you are required to convince everyone you do trade with to accept chocolate coin as a valid form of payment. My girl becomes giga rich as she uses syldrathi empath powers and the equally powerful power of boobs to make ludicrous chocolate coin exchange rates.

Zila: Enlightened centrism: we biologically engineer everyone to be incapable of having a political ideology. How do we do it? Triple the CDC budget and lace the air with crack.

Finian: Fully automated luxury space bisexual cowboy techncracy: we all live in space waited on by robots and free to be creative and required to wear cowboy hats while also being bisexual and devoting all the GDP to science.

Tyler: Pentagonism: Triple the Defense Aurora Legion budget. Black projects my beloved

Aurora: Fantastical democracy: it’s normal democracy but you are legally required to pretend all technology is magic and that you live in fantasy land. I don’t know why. I think she likes wizard of oz too much. Pay no attention to the eshvaren behind the curtain.

Saedii: The young adult novel dystopia recreation movement: she read hunger games once and went “HEY LETS DO THAT! I LOVE BLOODSPORTS!”

bonus: Magellan: Súper happy fun time robot subjecationism: what if we replaced you weird meatbag politicians with robots? We could be inefficient and corrupt 500% faster!

[lilxmoo]

Ok, I must admit, extremely well researched!! This is really well done, and as someone who really likes Tyler, you made some extremely good points!! What I'm curious about is, how does this specifically make Tyler a bad person, when it is a fair argument (in my opinion) to say that in some way, no one in the squad is a good person. I wouldn't necessarily call them bad nor terrible, but as much as I love them, they all show pretty negative traits.

Scarlett leaves a kiss mark on a sleeping mans neck and drapes her bra around a lamp, implying she slept with him while he was unconscious and unable to consent. She didn't, but that's what the man will think. She still actively holds a grudge against her father for not being as present as she liked, (which is fair) but she almost implies that she feels like he didn't love them, despite being an active military leader with little time on his hands, and seems unwilling to want to view him any other way, despite Tyler's love for him. She uses Cat's death as a way to guilt trip Kal after discovering the truth about his father, and when he says, "That is not fair." (Which it isn't, he had no control over her death, and Kal is extremely hurt by this remark), she simply says; "Fair?" [She then continues to say how her situation is not fair, despite Kal having no control over that, again] [Kal says; "if I could trade places with him, I would, Scarlett. I am so sorry."]) "Fuck your sorry. And fuck you, Kal." And then slaps him. In these situations, she shows little empathy for how her actions will affect others, which is ironic given that she is meant to be the most empathetic and caring of the squad. There is a very valid argument that a lot of this did come from empathy, that these actions were results of her love being hurt, but she is still selective with when she views a situation or person worth of being sympathized with.

Cat never once even tries to have empathy for Aurora's extremely difficult situation, and she never does, not until the Ra'haam shows her that Auri is important for the survival of people she deems important (Tyler, etc). She genuinely suggests murdering Aurora by throwing her out of the airlock more than once. She storms out of arguments, and drinks her problems away instead of facing them. She never once tries to mend what's in front of her, and has a strong tendency to run away, or quite simply "delete" her issues, even if this means killing someone. This is an unhealthy coping mechanism which seems to have never ended well for her, but her lack of empathy for anyone's lives other than her own is an insight into her own self-hatred and how she uses it to justify her actions.

Fin is arguably the least "bad", but he has a strong victim complex at the start of the series, assuming that every person who's ever disliked him felt that way because of his disability, rather than his attitude or something he did. When Scarlett says; "Maybe, you got picked last because you spend all your time convincing the galaxy you're an insufferable asshole?" He is shocked and has clearly never even considered the fact he could be at fault for this before. After this, this tendency seems to die, as that moment with Scarlett was a big turning point in his character arc, but he also uses his own self-hatred to form a victim complex at the beginning.

Zila's hard to make a case for, because she is so extremely disconnected from social norms and what is ok to do or say, but she shot multiple people multiple times without consent. Kal says, after she shoots Aurora; "It is as if she Is fundamentally incapable of understanding what should be done and what should not be." It is difficult to figure out if this is a result of her trauma and lack of social understanding, but she shows disregard for multiple structures and situations as the series goes on, so it can be safe to assume that it could also be that she genuinely does not care for the morality of if an action is bad. She disregards people's extreme grief and emotions, such as the squad feeling loss after leaving Tyler behind, because she believes they're "utterly irrelevant". There is no empathy inside of her at all. She feels sorry for people, occasionally, such as when Fin and Scar are upset she chooses to stay in the past, but this is extremely rare. She also never once apologized for any feelings she may have hurt when she lashes out.

And Kal has a straight up violence problem. He doesn't seem to like this part of himself, and actively tries to change it, but that doesn't change the fact that he's still pretty violent at the start of Aurora Rising. When Zila shoots Aurora, his immediate response is to shoot her in return. He punches and injures more than half his squad in the process. He punches an Unbroken Syldrathi "to pulp" at the start of Aurora Burning, and brutally murders an entire squad of Unbroken when saving Aurora from captivity. Again, he doesn't seem to like himself, and his mind-reading mother said "Yes, you do, that's the difference between Caersan and you." When Kal tells her that he doesn't care how his enemy feels. Despite his clear value of people's lives, he still takes them without hesitation when he deems important. He is deeply condescending to other races, such as Terrans at around the start of Aurora Rising, where he generalizes greatly and says; "Humans are such fools." although I believe he grows out of this trait overtime.

Aurora has an addiction to the power of the Eshvaren, but it leads to bloodthirst and selfishness. She's killing people, putting other lives at extreme risk, but she still wants to go against what is good for her health and that of others just so she can feel the adrenaline rush. She causes Kal a lot of mental distress over this, asks a whole planet of people to risk themselves so that she can attempts something that she is addicted to, (the reason why this matters is that other characters are actively trying to find another way around this, without using the weapon, and she never once tries to help with these ideas, despite their use). It is hard to tell if this is a side effect outside of her control, or a hidden personality trait, though.

I agree with your points - but I also believe that Tyler has an extremely strong and commendable moral code, sticks to it no matter what, and the slip ups are what make him much more human and realistic. I don't believe any of the squad are bad, and all of them lean more towards the better side of being a good or bad person, but if anything, does this not make them morally grey? I am extremely curious as to why Tyler is what stands out to you, rather than making a case for the entire squad, (who actively follow his lead).

I also feel like where he he is important for a lot of these. When he appropriates Syldrathi culture, he is desperate to save the galaxy and is doing anything he can to stop the Ra'haam, and is fearing deeply for his life and the lives of his loved ones. He says in said chapter, "I'm not the take it out and whip it kinda guy". His actions in this scene are actively going against what he would normally do, and is a sign of how desperate he's becoming. And in terms of being controlling of his daughter, this is an alternate universe where every single person he loves has died, except for her. I feel like that would be a natural instinct to want to keep her safe, to know where she is and what she's doing. It's not healthy, but it's a trauma result rather than a simple personality trait. Calling each other "captain" and "lieutenant", may also be for professionalism. They are still ultimately crew mates. Now, the points you made about their relationship are extremely well grounded, and make a good point. But you said, "there seems to be no love between the two", but Tyler sacrifices his life for Lae, tells her how proud he is of her with his dying breath (which is usually when you would be most truthful), and Lae is deeply wounded by his death. She also gets extremely angry when Tyler is insulted, and she says; "Do not dare name my father a cur."

These are just some of my opinions, though! I'm curious as to what your takes are!! :)

The Character of Tyler Jones from an academic perspective as someone who has studied human behavior.

Hello everyone, several months ago I made a statement saying that “Tyler Jones is a terrible person”. I know that I offended many people saying that and I am sorry for hurting those who felt offended. I have been weighed down with demanding classes and caring for a family member of mine with a mental health disease. I planned on backing up my claims much sooner with a list of all the reasons Tyler Jones is “bad”. However I regret phrasing it using the word terrible, because whether or not someone is ‘good’ or ‘terrible’ remains solely up to you, the reader. That being said, in this singular post I plan on showing how Tyler Jones shows selfish motivations and borderline egoistic tendencies based on canon events in the Aurora Cycle series. 

DISCLAIMER: I do not mean to hurt anyone, personally. If you love Tyler, this is not an attack on you. It is okay if you disagree with me, but those who send me vulgar or unkind comments will be blocked.  Thank you.

That being said, let’s jump in.

Selfish motivations: In Book 1, page 39, Tyler Jones quotes to Scarlett and Cat: “The Legion stands for something real. There’s people out there who need our help, and we’re not helping any of them by sitting here and feeling sorry for ourselves.” This leads us to believe that Tyler Jones cares about saving other people. And, in Book 1 page 84 he says to Kal: “Is that the kind of person I seem to you? The kind that decides to hate an entire species because one of them killed his old man?” Also leading us to believe that Tyler is a benevolent person. But as we get on in the books, we learn that these are performative traits. In Book 1, page 11, we see that Tyler Jones wants to leave Auri in the cryopod to die. Despite seeing the vital signs that she is in fact alive. It is only after his sense of duty kicks in which makes him rescue her. (I will say, his sense of duty can be a good trait.)

Objectifies women: Book 2, page 328, Tyler Jones is being held by the Unbroken. In this chapter, Tyler sees Saedii clad in her undergarments. And in this we read Tyler’s thoughts: I realize that once again she is trying to get a reaction from me. She knows how beautiful she is. She knows that beauty throws people off if they let it. While this could be mistaken as desire, it is objectification. Sexual desire refers to a natural, innate, and personal attraction to and appreciation of a partner's entire self - body, mind, and spirit. It is an interpersonal connection based on genuine mutual feelings of love, trust, and attraction.

In contrast, sexual objectification involves treating a person solely as an object or means to fulfill sexual desires rather than a whole individual deserving of dignity and respect. It reduces a person to a body part or a sexual stereotype rather than seeing them as fully human. This is a violation of autonomy and an abuse of power when not freely consented to by all involved. It is never acceptable for anyone, including intimate partners, to pressure, coerce or manipulate others into sexual situations.

Sexual objectification is deeply damaging and dehumanizing, while healthy sexual desire celebrates and honors one's partner's whole being. The key distinction is freely given mutual consent and the absence of power imbalances versus the reduction of a person to a mere object of sexual pleasure.

It is apparent from this chapter alone that Tyler Jones views Saedii as only an object to please him. He is under the impression that her beauty is all to be shown off for him. Instead of looking away, he chose to ogle and objectify her. 

In book 3, page 38, Tyler fantasizes about Saedii and says: “I can still feel her body pressed against mine if I try. We both knew my line about bed was halfway true…” The implication of him saying ‘we both knew’ is implying that Tyler thinks Saedii wants him just as much as he wants her. Note: Simply fantasizing about another character and thinking they share romantic interest doesn't inherently make someone a narcissist. However, it’s the way his pride leads him to assume that Saedii wants to jump into bed with him at any moment that leads to sexual objectification. Tyler's perspective on Saedii is profoundly objectifying. His egotistical assumption that she wants the same, without caring what she wants, shows he does not treat her as an equal, but rather an extension of himself to fulfill his own desires. This unhealthy mentality is textbook sexual objectification.

(Also yes, I do know that Saedii and Tyler do ‘fall in love’ in the series, but their relationship has proven to be very back-and-forth, as opposed to Kal and Aurora’s constant and steady progression. Saedii and Tyler can’t seem to decide if they hate one another or love one another.)

Overly Controlling to his daughter: In the future chapters of Aurora’s End, Tyler has a daughter named Lae. We see in these chapters just how he chooses to treat her and talk to her. In book 3 chapter 14, the situation is not ideal and one could argue Tyler is  under a lot of stress, which he is. When Lae speaks up to share her perspective: (“We cannot aid the Starslayer, nor his son, nor the fool who binds herself to him. We must kill him to avenge our loss-”) Lae is ultimately cut off by Tyler. The exchange goes: “That’s enough, Lae.” Tyler says. “No!” She shouts. “Commander, the blood of billions is on his hands. Honor demands his death! We cannot possibly-” “I said that’s ENOUGH lieutenant!” Tyler roars. (Book 3, page 175.)

The fact that Tyler doesn’t hear her out and listen to her is bad enough, but what this exchange tells me is that Tyler doesn’t value Lae’s input as valuable. Their relationship is extremely strained, from Lae only referring to him as commander while Tyler refers to her as lieutenant. There seems to be no love between the two. I have studied family crisis cases in psychology classes. And this is a clear case of father not respecting daughter, and daughter harboring intense resentment and reluctant submission. Tyler has this ultimate need to be in control at all times and it is hurting his relationship with his daughter. 

Appropriates and uses Syldrathi culture to his advantage despite knowing very little about the Syldrathi: After Tyler learns of his half-Syldrathi heritage, he is quick to use it as a way to sway others into doing this his way. This is a form of cultural appropriation. Cultural appropriation is the unacknowledged or inappropriate adoption without understanding the historical and cultural context. As Tyler has stated many times in the series, he knows little about Syldrathi culture and knows a few words in the Syldrathi language. In book 3, page 38, Tyler says: “I’m half-Syldrathi myself. And I know more about the true enemy than anyone.” Say what you will, but that is pretty ballsy to say in front of a group of Unbroken Syldrathi who have quite literally worked with the Starslayer. Saedii even being the daughter of the Starslayer. In theory, would not she know the tactics her own father would use? Tyler is using his newly found Syldrathi heritage as a way to get them to go with his idea, despite knowing little about the Syldrathi. I wonder, if Tyler had never learned about his half-Syldrathi heritage, what would he have resorted to get the others to listen to him? And why does he think he knows the ‘true enemy’ (the Starslayer) better than all of these Syldrathi warriors? Another note: The way the Syldrathi make prejudiced remarks to Tyler about being a “half breed” is not acceptable either. But this does not excuse Tyler from his actions. 

Conclusion: This took me a long time to write in a way that was informative and filled with facts based off of canon events. Throughout the story, despite showing some good traits, Tyler cannot seem to let his poor traits get the better of him. Despite thinking of himself as the “golden boy” that he refers to himself as in Book 1.

I hope that this does not offend you personally if you like this character. I just needed to share my academic insight on this character. 

Book 1, page 39: (Kaufman, 2019, p. 39)

Book 1, page 84: (Kaufman, 2019, p. 84)

Book 1, page 11: (Kaufman, 2019, p. 11)

Book 2, page 328: (Kaufman, 2020, p. 328) 

Book 3, page 38: (Kaufman, 2021, p. 38) 

Book 3, page 175: (Kaufman, 2021, p. 175)

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Collapsing and Coping

cw: canon character death mentions, swearing

All around her, the world is crumbling, she knows. And yet, none of that seems to be registering within her. Scarlett is in pieces, Tyler is trying desperately to hold himself together, Aurora, Kaliis and Finian all look as though they’ve gone into shock.

Zila is...well, she’s not sure what she is at the moment. She’s not happy, but she’s not sad, either. She’s not angry, but she’s not calm, either. She’s not broken, but she isn’t whole. And she’s not full, but she’s certainly not empty.

All around her, the world is crumbling, she knows. And yet, none of that seems to be registering within her.

Scarlett is in pieces, destroyed utterly and completely.

Tyler is trying desperately to hold himself together, although he’s just as broken as his sister.

Aurora, Kaliis and Finian all look as though the world has been pulled out from under their feet.

And Zila. Zila isn’t sure what she’s feeling. Around her, a conversation is taking place. She’s aware of it, but she isn’t paying attention.

“It’d take a miracle,” Tyler says, and that gets Zila’s attention. The crew is silent. Zila takes a deep breath. She isn’t good at emotions, but she’s going to damn well try. For Cat, for Tyler, for Scarlett, and for everyone else. For herself.

“Almost every particle in the universe was once a part of a star.” Her voice is soft, but in the silence, it feels deafening. “Every atom in your body. The metal in your chair, the oxygen in your lungs, the carbon in your bones. All those atoms were forged in a cosmic furnace over a million kilometres wide, billions of light-years from here. The confluence of events that led to this moment is so remote as to be almost impossible.” Zila’s hand finds itself on Tyler’s shoulder, and she shifts it around a little, unsure as to how to this specific touch works. “Our very existence is a miracle.”

Tyler looks up at her, and for the first time, she sees how truly shattered he is by the loss of Cat. “What are you saying?”

Zila meets his eye, determined not to look away. “I am reminding you of wisdom you have already shared with us.”

“And that is?” He asks.

“That sometimes you must have faith.”

And in that moment, Zila knows what she is feeling. The situation is hopeless, and yet she is hopeful. Cat is gone, and yet she is still here, in the way that Scarlett and Tyler and everyone else interacts. Zila is collapsing, but she is coping.