#i've also been traveling and stuff

[phuljari]

Hey, hope you're well. When are you planning on posting Stitch? I enjoyed reading it!

helloooo!! i'm well, thank you! i am so friggin sorry that i haven't updated yet, but i just have a lot on my plate right now. i'll try to get something done by the weekend so that i can at least edit during the week?

anyway, i always enjoy reading comments from everyone! thanks for stopping by <3

p.s. this is me when i should be writing stitch lol

[bees-and-stuff-to-buzz-about]

While I'm in a rental and I know it can't be guaranteed to stay, I'm going to plant Richmond Birdwing Vine (pararistolochia praevenosa), Purple Violet (viola betonicifolia), and Native Violet (viola hederacea).

They're the host plants for the Richmond Birdwing and Australian Fritillary butterflies, and I keep seeing that post about a man in America who helped out significantly I think with the California pipevine swallowtail.

There's so much I can't do to help with the environment, but planting a vine I'll need to trim in my own yard alongside a handful of other native plants and having a bit of a veggie garden helps myself, my family, and some animals in the area.

[chiropteracupola]

The love of the Wanderer is to wanderers.

[doedipus]

a large amount of time I've been spending on -untitled undefined scope original fiction project- since the last time I posted about it has been trying to develop the protagonist concept I came up with last summer or whatever into like, a character that would feel real and era appropriate.

it's fun research to do. naturally a lot of the details I assigned to her are things that I already think are cool, so it's been a lot of fun trying to trace her traits back through the relatively recent past, getting reminded of how much things have changed, or where the gaps in my intuition are, and then doing a flurry of reading to get a sense for exactly how someone like her and the people around her could have happened and what her life was probably like leading up to her present day. hopefully this results in some good good verisimilitude.

[hxhhasmysoul]

wouldn't it be nice if the author of the fics finished them. the author is me.

[truecorvid]

secret timeloop enjoyers when it's time for the secret timeloop to be revealed and scenes begin to replay from a different perspective with new context

[lambentplume]

i gotta think up some goldmoon facts

[moonchild-in-blue]

Sometimes all you need is a good ol' coffee shop au tbh.

[cafeinnewdelsta]

Aaaaa I'm really enjoying waking up to a new chapter of Arcanette's Temehika fic Light's Radiance 💚❤️

Please go and read it. There are 14 chapters so far, and it's updating daily 🥰

[thefrogdalorian]

went to a museum today and this painting made me think of sleepy Din getting some rest with his beskar spear after a fight 🥺

[aparticularbandit]

I have made it out of Monstadt.

....

And then immediately hit Level 15 and went back so I can do the quest with Lisa that just opened up.

[wreckedhoney]

i wish the drive to the hangout place i like was shorter

[elibean]

I see some people disliking the ending with the time stuff due to it going against season ones message. While i understand, i think i need to see how the time stuff actually plays out next season… Or maybe i just think there’s ahem worse writing choices this season

yeah i mean that's valid! people already didn't like season 2 because of how different it was from season 1.

but like...unpopular opinion, but season 1 was no masterpiece lol. it was cute, i guess, but i've definitely seen this kind of thing done better before (these slice of life, individual stories). what i really enjoyed about the series was lg and cxs and their relationship; and i came to really love ql too, and how she was like a big sister to cxs.

but (and this is ALSO unpopular) I really enjoyed the thread about emma back in s1, and the more exciting mystery/thriller stuff. i found that fun and exciting. so when s2 was more of THAT i was excited. i agree with everyone else that it was executed poorly and the writing was sloopy; but imo it's no downgrade from s1 or anything. kind of just more of the same? i was just bummed there was less of a focus on my two favorite characters.

BUT THEN THEY CONFIRMED A FAN-FAVORITE THEORY AND MADE THE FOCUS LG AND CXS AGAIN SO I DON'T GIVE A SHIT LC IS THE BEST SHOW OF ALL TIME 10/10 NO COMPLAINTS

[convexicalcrow]

Cub's bare feet slipped in the hot sand, sinking in as the dune fought against his ascent. The sun was hot, too hot, compounding the effort needed to keep moving. He'd forgotten how hard it was traversing the desert, but something was compelling him to keep going.

He covered his eyes as he got to the top of the dune, the sun in just the right spot to feel almost blinding. The sand slipped around his feet again, and this time, he lost his footing, sliding down the other side of the dune.

When he came to a stop, half-buried in sand, that's when he saw it. The pyramid. His pyramid. Right. Of course. That made sense. He hadn't known that was his destination, as all he'd seen for so long was sand and dunes and sun burning down on him, but of course. Of course. Of course.

Cub got to his feet and brushed the sand off him. The pyramid had been plagueing his dreams lately. His hands itching to build another one. Smelling soft frankincense on the breeze. Seeing Ra's temple again. Feeling that old, old magic flowing up through the souls of his feet and into his hands. It felt so different to Vex magic. Hot, fluid, sharp, like Blazes, really.

So no, it wasn't surprising to be back here again. He idly wondered why as he made his way to the entrance, letting the towers slowly come into view. It really was a magnificent pyramid. He hadn't been back here since season 7 ended.

The big door was already open, as it turned out. He was sure he hadn't left it like that. Still, he stood in the entrance, gazing in at the pyramid. It all looked the same. Not that he expected it would have changed by now, but, well. Anything could happen, really.

He smelled frankincense in the air as he walked inside, taking refuge from the hot sun outside. His body sighed with relief and he spent a moment washing the sand off his feet in the cool water before proceeding further.

He'd forgotten how small he felt gazing up at the top of the pyramid from the middle of the storage room. The terracotta felt cool under his feet, though, smooth and cool. A blessed change from the hot, rough sand. As he stood there, something caught his attention over by one of the honeyvators. Something moving.

"Hey! Who's there?" Cub called as he saw a shadow sink into the wall. There was no reply. Frankincense drifted in the air around him. "Oh, I see how it is. Gods, hey? Alright."

Instinct told him to go check on the tomb. Just to make sure the Pharaoh was still at rest.

-

The tunnel to the Pharaoh's tomb was still well-hidden. There was a little more sand and rubble though, causing him to move material out of the way in order to get past. He'd done very well in making it a difficult path to take, which he hoped would protect the Pharaoh's resting place from being disturbed.

Eventually, he found the crawl space, and made his way towards the tomb. He could hear the guard patrolling, its armour clanking as it moved. It was the only sound it made, as it didn't breath or speak otherwise.

Cub paused at the only way in to the tomb. The guard would definitely come for him if he got in. That was its entire purpose. And it had definitely killed him at least twice in the process of getting it in there, and he'd kitted it out in the best gear and weapons he had.

Of course, he didn't want to kill the guard either. That would defeat the purpose of having them there. But perhaps he could...

An invisibility spell presented itself. Risky, because there was no guarantee it would work. But curiosity got the better of him, and he felt it was worth a try. Vex magic pooled in his fingers as he began tracing the runes in the air as he spoke.

"Blind the guard, they will not see, sneaking around, the likes of-"

Cub didn't get to finish as a large, rough hand gripped his own tightly, stopping him from tracing the last glyph. He was roughly dragged into the tomb - he presumed, as he could still hear the guard - as he was blinded himself.

"Hey! I wasn't going to-"

Something heavy hit the back of his head. He remembered nothing more.

-

His head was pounding as he became aware of lying on cold ground. His body ached. He breathed slowly, eyes unwilling to open. Seemed odd for the gods to treat him like this. After all, he'd built this pyramid at their behest.

"That'll teach you to grave rob."

Cub sighed. He knew that voice. It was his voice. The Pharaoh's voice. Right. So that's what this was about.

"I just wanted to make sure no one had disturbed the tomb, that's all," Cub said. He blinked, forcing his eyes open as he started to sit up. The garish colours of glazed terracotta greeted him, and confused him. "Where is this? I'm not in the-"

Cub sat up. Ah. The statue room. And there in front of him, sitting on a very grand throne made of gold, lapis, and emerald, was the Pharaoh. Old, of course, and looking just like he had before he'd moved on to season eight. But very recognisable. And carrying himself with as much power and authority as he should do.

"I'm assuming there's a reason I'm here," Cub said.

"Of course. You're going to build me a TCG arena in the form of a pyramid. I've done my rest. It's time to play. And it's time to win. I'll be the unstoppable force they will never be able to beat," the Pharaoh said.

"I mean, sure, I can do that. I-I'm not sure how you'll be able to play them though?" Cub said.

The Pharaoh stood and walked down to where Cub was. He'd sort of understood that the Pharaoh had become a separate soul, a separate part of himself. An emanation of the Kingly Ka that had made him a god. But addressing him like this still felt very weird, especially when the Pharaoh reached down and touched his chin, lifting Cub's face up to look at him.

"A vessel doesn't question what it'll be filled with," the Pharaoh said.

Cub frowned. Confused. Thought he understood that, then realised he really didn't. Thought about pondering soul stuff, decided he already had a headache and didn't need another.

At the back of his head, he heard Vex cooing. Fierce hot energy flooded all around him. The Pharaoh gripped his head with his other hand. Spells being recited were the last thing Cub was conscious of.

-

The Pharaoh stood outside the pyramid, the big piston door closing behind him. Cub could feel the King's power flooding through him once more. He'd forgotten how hot it was, how it made his skin glow. It felt so different to Vex magic.

He walked out to the sand and started tracing glyphs on the ground, summoning the portal he needed to leave this place. Cub would ordinarily have used Vex magic for this, but the Pharaoh's magic would work just as well.

He could feel Thoth's energy as Lord of Time filling his hands, powering the words he was speaking as the glyphs glowed and came to life. Protective serpents circled around him, and as he stepped into the portal, golden light surrounded him, and he returned home to Scar's tree.

[another-clive-blog]

I am not a happy camper right now :(

Gentle reminder to not send me spoilers in asks. I've made it abundantly clear that I've only played Unwound Future : I don't know anything about the other games, the movie, the manga or the anime and I don't wanna know. I'd like to discover it by myself, please.

[constellationcrowned]

((The strong association between Flynn and eyes---from the iconography on his clothes and the planchettes he carves, certain veves, the extreme focus on his gaze when Kariom takes the photo of him and Bo during Tigla-Dera (which Kariom even comments on when you examine his half of the photo later), the emphasis on his right eye when stabbing Kariom and the equal emphasis in this promo image (it's obviously impossible to miss the photo being centered over the right eye and only the right eye, plus the knife makes it a damn good closed circle), the fact that out of every single character Flynn has some of the most noticable (if not the most) eye changes/shifts when speaking to him and how it's a clear focal point for his sprites, the slight discrepancy re; the color of his eyes in general, etc---really hits hard when you realize that he's possessed by an eyeless creature that covets eyes and those are what it possesses, accepts in trade, and so on.))