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dballzposting · 8 months

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OK so long story short the other day I was abusing the computers at my job to look up dragon ball characters and I came across THIS IMAGE of GOTEN that I found out was from DRAGON BALL AF which is a fan-made thing and idk . Dont worry about the details.

I thought it was soooo cool like put my chin in my hands and sigh lovingly. But also it was more of a rant-and-rave kind of adoration. Becasue I couodt beleieve how cool it was. Becasue here is why

Im super bad at deisgns or redesigns and sometimes I have epic ideas but if I don't then I don't. I think it would be stellar if we had a design for Goten & Trunks when they're older than GT and running the sword dojo. And I've tried to cook some up. But it vexes me for two reasons. First of all Dragon Ball deisgns when colored are gaudy and stupid looking. But also sometimes they use neutral colors. And they're eccentric and unique. And I try to mix all of these factors and the result Does Not Work. Becasue despite the plentiful love that I have for colors, I Do Not Understand Color Theory. Definitely not enough to push it to its limits like dragon ball does. My second problem is the actual clothes themselves. There is something wrong with me that makes it so that i eschew research like my life depends on it. I'm sure it's totally possible to gather a minimal understanding of what sorts of clothing / eras / disciplines certain dragon ball styles are based on, and to cross-reference that with what is actually depicted in dragonball, and come up with an outfit that gels. But I cannot do that. So yeah

This outfit featured here is so familiar yet unique enough to turn my head a bit. For an example. The yellow above his shoes. What is that. Don't answer that. I'm in love either way

THEY JUST ... PICKED TWO COLORS? That's it? THAT'S ALLOWED ????? Just TWO COLORS and only ONE of them isn't a dead-tone-neutral-non-color. Well I guess it's four colors, and still, only one (yellow) isn't a non-color (grey and white and black). I'M SO IMPRESSED !?!??!?!!??

The only idea that I had for post-GT Goten was FOR SOME REASON the visual flair of something long and sharply flowing off of him. Like a scarf, or a long sash, or a Dr Drakken style rattail. But I can't do all three. Becasue that's too much. But I like all three. So IDK what to do.

YEAH THEY WENT ON AHEAD AND GAVE HIM THIS SASH ON HIS HEAD. Sure. Go on ahead. Throw it on there. Looks good. Good contrast against his black hair. Makes it to you can draw his eyebrows over it and so he can emote clearly. SO GENIUS. So simple. I'm gobsmacked

HE'S COLORED LIKE A BUMBLE BEE ?!?!?!?!?!?!?!??!?!??!?!

My conclusion is that this is the best non-canon design of adult Goten that has ever been and we should all adopt it immediately from Dragon Ball AF. I am so stunned and impressed by the fact that he is wearing just grey and yellow. I have tried to break down all of Goten's canon outfits to find a pattern in the color schemes but I could not find one. But I can tell when it works for him or not and I don't understand how or why. I have at various points tried to design new outfits for him. I have experimented with yellow, teal, pink... Never really red because red only appears on two of his outfits in a minor way. More astutely because red is not really Him (like it is for Bura or Videl).

Definitely the most promising color I've found for him is Yellow. It's a sunshine-soulchild color. But I still haven't figured out how to practically incorporate it. For example, is it a predominate color or one of several? I've seen dragon ball outfits go either way. I definitely prefer the former becasue that's how I'm used to seeing it in my silly little western cartoons - every character has a color, don't they? And that's Their color. But this is dragon ball.

If you pull a warm yellow or pair it with orange, you are reminded of kid Goten and his orange gi. If you keep it colder or pair it with green, you get something reminding you of his EOZ "Goten Son" shirt. But what if you want something new? The next step in the evolution of Son Goten, but still unmistakably him? You would want to stay away from yellow and orange, becasue Trunks wears a lot of that himself. What about yellow and not a green bice, but a forest green? What about muddy non-colors? Dragon ball colors tend to be warm-shifted becasue it was the 90s, but you can work within that color range. But exactly HOW? What about yellow and pink? Teal? Aqua?? You can't use lavender (Trunks's color). And to be fair I have experimented with grey before, since he wears grey pants in DBS:SH. But I always tried to find other colors to shoehorn in there because I thought I had to. And what's really left...?

DRAGON BALL AF has the answers.

Yellow and GREY.

....THAT;S IT!!!!!!!!!!!

A mature grey. NO OTHER FLUFF.Just straight up. Yelloew and grey.

And he looks like a bumble bee. I love bumble bees. You love bumble bees. He loves bumble bees. We all love bumble bees.

I will close with a quote:

"Talent hits a target no one else can hit; Genius hits a target no one else can see." (Arthur Schopenhauer, 1788-1860).

THIS DESIGN IS GENIUS.

Thank You ALL !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

#JUST. UGH!!!!!!!!!!!!#SOOOOO GOOD....#dballz posting #goten

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unpopularwriter25 · 3 months

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Hi there! If you're still accepting matchup requests for demon slayer, can I get one? (If not just ignore this)

I'm bi but with a preference for men, so I would like to get a male character if that's okay.

I'm a woman and I use she/her. I'm an ambivert. For those who don't know me very well, I may appear calm, collected and polite, but when I get close with someone, that's when my true personality comes out; I'm very sarcastic and sassy, especially if someone gets on my nerves. When I'm with my friends, I like to joke around, engage in playful banter with them, even often affectionately insult them (if that makes sense). I also love to tease and I don't mind being teased back. Even though I'm a bit goofy, I'm usually the rational one; the type of friend who tries to negotiate with the group to not do dumb shit if I think it's too dumb or dangerous (but if it's pretty harmless and without severe consequence, I'll gladly join in on the fun). I also tend to curse like a sailor lol. But my friends say that I'm also thoughtful, open and understanding, and I can make people laugh with my comments/remarks. I can be very patient and gentle as well if I want too.

As for my style, I usually dress in all black (fun fact: I never wear skirts though, I despise them) and I love silver jewelry. I always have a silver ring on each finger or both hands (without them I feel almost naked) and usually snake or dragon-themed silver earrings. I have medium-length, straight dark brown hair, pretty pale skin and dark brown eyes. As for my figure, I'm more on the slim side with some thickness to it? Idk I don't know how to describe this better.

My main hobbies and interests are: listening to music (I can't live without it), lately I've been listening mostly to any rock or metal type of music. I love to read, draw, travel and hang out with my friends. Also, I guess I should mention that horse-riding has been my passion for many years.

Well, I hope that's enough information and thank you in advance!

Hi! Thank you for the request!! I hope you enjoy!!

I ship you with Sanemi Shinazugawa!!

To those who don’t know you well, you appear calm, collected, and polite. Once people get to know you better, they discover your sarcastic, sassy, and fun-loving nature. Sanemi comes off as fierce, hot-headed, and intimidating, but beneath this exterior lies a deeply caring and loyal individual, especially towards those he loves.

You enjoy playful banter, teasing, and sarcasm, and can dish out and take playful insults. Sanemi’s tough demeanor means he wouldn’t be easily offended by sarcasm and could give as good as he gets, enjoying the playful challenges you present. His interactions with other Hashira and his younger brother show that he can handle and engage in strong-willed exchanges.

You are often the rational voice among friends, looking out for their safety and well-being while still being open to fun and harmless adventures. As a Hashira, Sanemi is dedicated to protecting humanity from demons. His rational and strategic mind in combat aligns with your practical approach to life and safety.

Your friends find you thoughtful and understanding, capable of deep empathy and patience. Sanemi, despite his rough exterior, has shown moments of deep compassion, particularly in his relationship with his brother, Genya. Your understanding nature would help him open up more and trust in emotional support.

Your love for rock and metal music suggests a taste for intensity and passion. While not explicitly a music lover, Sanemi’s intense personality aligns with the energy and passion found in rock and metal music. This shared intensity would create a strong emotional and psychological connection.

Your hobbies of reading and drawing indicate creativity and a reflective side. Sanemi could benefit from the calm and reflective nature of your hobbies, providing a peaceful counterbalance to his intense lifestyle. Sharing these activities might also help him find a sense of calm and introspection.

You love to travel and seek out new experiences. As a Demon Slayer, Sanemi’s life is one of constant travel and new challenges. Your mutual love for adventure would ensure an exciting and dynamic relationship.

Horse-riding requires discipline, control, and a deep connection with the animal. Sanemi’s training and discipline as a Hashira echo these traits. Your shared sense of discipline and control would create mutual respect and understanding.

Your preference for all-black clothing, silver jewelry, and a practical style aligns with a no-nonsense, strong aesthetic. Sanemi’s rugged and intense appearance, complete with scars and a strong physique, complements your edgy style. His practical approach to his role as a Hashira matches your disdain for impractical clothing like skirts.

Beneath your sarcastic and playful exterior lies a person capable of deep empathy, understanding, and patience. Sanemi, despite his harsh exterior, has endured significant trauma and loss, creating a depth of character that matches your own ability for deep emotional connections.

Your patience and gentle nature would help Sanemi heal and grow emotionally. Sanemi’s strength and protective instincts would ensure you always feel safe and cared for, allowing you to be your authentic self without fear.

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descendantofthesparrow · 3 years

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Ze girls

Mal is naturally around, lets say 5ft 8 (she kinda tall have you seen her mom?) with the boots its +3 so she would be around...5ft 11, yeah, she tol. Evie issss probably around 5,5? i think thats how tall sofia is soooo plus 3inches shes 5ft 8, yeah that sounds about right idk but lets say it is. XD

also, you can see Mal is standing pretty...awkwardly, she aint human, she dont know how to do human so she stands weirdly and her eyes arent human (she can do this freaky stare that legit makes people walk away cuz its weird, they also are reflective, imagine going into the kitchen and then suddenly two eyes in the darkness are just staring at you like a cat) she doesn't blink alot...yeah...gurl got fangs too. this Mal has a pretty hard time processing human emotion, she is not human so she doesn't exactly know how to deal with their emotions but shes learning (at first thanks to Evie, Jay, Carlos, and then Ben helps her not be...not-empathetic around human emotion) yeah girly is weird but shes tryin lol

Evie, of course, is that classic pretty girl who is more than meets the eye, she; of course, is a witch and makes many types of potions and has a grimoire along with a mirror that can tell her where anything is at anytime in any place. Evie is a very naturally kind girl, even if her mother tries to teach her otherwise, Carlos (who will be redesigned and posted soon) is her very first friend after years of solitude (which is not at the prompt of mal, who didnt even know what a birthday party was and had no interest in it, EQ was just weird with Evie) and then befriends Jay, and lastly Mal, who tipped Evie off as a bit too weird and stayed away from her until Mal (multiple times) saved her life.(either from random gang members or the fated retrieval of the dragons eye (WHICH; mal did NOT plan to have evie grab, Mal doesnt exactly get why her mom wants to just be the worst but mostly mal kinda just...chills)

Evie teaches Mal how to human (or at least be an okay person) and Mal helps Evie create spells and potions for her wip grimoire. their friendship is still a work in progress but one day they’ll be very good friends and while they do have some trouble with each other, they dont doubt their loyalty to each other and their boys. (under the cut is more info about them)

their personality's are both drawn from and unlike their canon selves, Evie is strong minded, smart, witty, just the tiniest bit bitchy (but in the best way) and kind. but she is not a push over and refuses to stand down from her opinion unless she sees it is in the wrong. and while she is kind she is not someone that will take on someone elses problems, metal or physical, it must be worth her time and self for her to step in, she is empathetic but she's also aware that no-one is worth destroying herself over. queen of chemistry, has made several poison's on purpose. plans to be head of the fashion world, while also reclaiming her mothers original kingdom (i think eq had her own kingdom??? SHE DID, she was the queen of another kingdom but married snows dad to stay in power! Evie is a full on princess?!?! holy shit!!! ah!? Evie my gurl you have a full on claim to a throne!) needs no prince just a man treating her like the queen she is. can fight very well, skilled in knives and daggers, has used her heels as a weapon before.

Mal, as ive said, is weird. she is slow on uptakes, takes a minute to understand things, just doesn't understand sarcasm, metaphors, things like that. is a very logical person, sensory issues, she is pretty smart , but she is the epitome of “all points in intelligence but none in wisdom” Evie and Carlos have the wisdom points and both have intelligence. Mal and Jay are just kinda vibing, tho Jay is very statically smart (helps with tourney.) she is immensely loyal, once you have her trust you have it forever, but once you break it you will never get it again, protective, accidently snarky/sarcastic (when Evie snickers at Mals deadpan mal is just like “?????”) verrrrry food drivne, always hugry (her metabolism is so fuking high, Evie is like ‘HOW DO YOU EAT A FIVE THOUSAND COURSE MEAL AND STILL BE HUNGRY?!’ meanwhile Mal is eating her fifth set of poptarts) head bonks, Evie and Carlos get gentle ones (Carlos does go for the hard ones tho, he is still an idiot teenage boy *affectionately*) while Mal and Jay just full on slam their heads into each other, Evie calls jay thick skulled becuase he somehow doesnt get a concussion from this, he has broken his nose tho. if mal isnt reading a book shes drawing, or playing with Evie or Jays hair.

uh, this somehow turned into a whole “what they would be like in my rewrite” somehow sooooo yeah, the boiz are next, probably gonna do the s3 too idk okay

oh and evie is inspired by @harriyanna

#disney descendants #Descendents #descendants #evie descendants #evie daughter of the evil queen #mal descendants #art #my art #redesign #rewrite

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lieutenant-amuel · 2 years

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Maybe 13, 15 and 37 for the writer asks :>

Thank you, Blue!!

What is a subject matter that is incredibly difficult for you write about? What is easy?

Romance, I think, because, I'll admit, I had a love storyline for one of my characters from my Gabe fic. I had quite a clear picture of it in my head and even knew how to describe the possible scenes between those characters, but when it came to writing, I just didn't know how to put it into the story. It felt super out of place, so I had to erase it. Anyway, it was supposed to be the one-sided crush, which, honestly, is not my thing at all, so maybe this is why it didn't work out. I'm here for healthy romantic relationships only, apparently ×)

If it counts, it's also difficult to write action scenes for me. I either don't write them at all, or they sound like a simple list of actions with no descriptions ×)

And what's easy. Honestly, I'm not sure. I like writing fairytales and dreams, because it allows me to be symbolic and abstract and draw a parallel to the actual fanfic events. I mean, I didn't write The Dragon Slayer stories and Valerio's dream without a purpose. They embody something specific about the actual characters of the fic, but it's written in a fancier and more veiled manner and I love writing it.

I also like writing suspenseful, emotionally difficult scenes, because, yes, I like psychology and I like digging deep into characters' emotions and analyzing their behaviour, even though I can't be sure how accurately I write them. Anyway, I can say that last scene from the tenth chapter (yes, I'm mentioning it again) was a delight to write for me (yes, making Valerio suffer was delightful, don't judge me :')), so to put it in one word: a psychological aspect of writing is my favourite, even though I'm not a psychologist and I understand perfectly that not all people find it to be enjoyable.

Do you write in the margins of your books? Dog-ear your pages? Read in the bath? Why or why not? Do you judge people who do these things? Can we still be friends?

Nope to everything, honestly. Anyway, the only the reason is that I simply don’t want to damage a book. If I want to make some notes for something I read, I can easily make it on my phone. Dog-earring pages never seemed right for me, and idk why. And reading in the bath? I’ll wet the pages :(

Anyway, if anyone does it and it’s comfortable for them, let them keep doing it. This is definitely not a criteria by which I make friends.

If you were to be remembered only by the words you’ve put on the page, what would future historians think of you?

It takes me shamefully long to get what this question means, and I still don’t quite get it x)

Anyway, based on this post, I probably seem like an extremely boring aromantic who tries everything to make sense, even though it’s useless x) (anyway, this is quite an accurate description of me lmao)

Anyway, if I were given a chance to write something for the future generations, I’d probably just write something inspirational and adviceable, which I think again makes me boring ajakhsndnfn.

Thank you again!

Weird Questions For Writers

#Ask me anything #Ask meme #Anyway about the writing subject I mention only the things I already wrote #I have no idea if it’s easy for me to write battle scenes over too violent scenes bed scenes #As long as I don’t write them I don’t know although I can say I’m not sensitive to either of them

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venomous-ko · 3 years

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Wine Drunk while watching Godzilla vs Kong

Some major spoilers up ahead!

Mans really just annoyed the shit out of his coworker until he left so he could hack shit, huh?...I love it! 🤣🤣

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You mean to tell me that the explanation for why Godzilla attacked the one tech company site by the dude who studied Kaiju communication and behavior for a living is just, “sometimes people (and creatures) change”???? Like some dumbass justifying a toxic person/relationship??? Like excuse me???? Why are the literal teenagers making more sense than you?????

Also, we’re all in agreement that this facility is either housing Ghidora’s dead head, Mecha Godzilla, or Mecha Ghidora, right?!?

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Lol! “Apex Cybernetics!” That’s not foreshadowing! 🤣

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Apparently, I didn’t get my fill of white nonsense from Falcon and Winter Soldier, bc someone decided to put this blonde-hair-blue-eyed little bitch in charge! That’s not ganna go wrong somehow. 🙃😑👀

Like this bitch literally wanted to send a fucking child into unexplored hollow earth territory without a second thought! 🙃🙃🙃🙃 I was literally like 🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕 for that entire convo.

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I’m sorry! This conspiracy man just met these teenagers, and his first impulse was, “yeah, theses seem like some good people to break into a tech conglomerate with!” 🤣🤣🤣🤣

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Why are these people surprised Kong knows sign language? These are people who study Kaiju (and presumably other animals in order to draw conclusions about certain behaviors) for a fucking living!!! We have primate species that recognize and communicate in sign language already! Why is this surprising???!?! Like...has NO ONE except this precious child tried this????

Also, nothing bad better happen to this child.

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That ship literally fucked around, and Godzilla let it find out! Lmao!

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Kong: Hey, Godzilla...look at me...

Godzilla: >:[

Kong: ...bitch.

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Precious girl: Thank you, friend 🧏🏽‍♀️

Kong: ☺️😴

THIS GIRL IS TOO PRECIOUS!!!!

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Bitch-ass White Man: How’s Kong with heights?

BITCH, you really ganna try that?!?! You really think you ganna find any aircraft(s) that are ganna be able to support all that weight?? Never mind any other problems with Kong trying to nope the fuck out of that situation and all kind of other hosts of problems!

And if you do somehow have one (or multiple) WHY TF DIDN’T YOU USE THAT BEFORE KNOWING FULL AND WELL YOU RAN THE RISK OF GODZILLA MERCING KONG’S ASS IF YOU TRAVELED VIA SHIP!?!?!?!

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Down the Hell Naw tunnel we go!

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“I think it’s romantic,”

I fucking love Millie Bobbie Brown’s character!! 🤣❤️🤣

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WHY IS THIS TEENAGER SMARTER THAN EVERYBODY OMG!!!!! 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

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“This is page one in the ‘Playing God’ handbook, right?”

I’ve decided I love this character! 🤣

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WHY YOU GETTING INSIDE THAT THING—Oh god! 😨 Why y’all got eggs!?!? This is like if Weyland-Yutani succeeded in getting Xenomorphs! 😬

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Oop! Locked in! THIS IS WHY YOU DON’T HIDE OUT IN MYSTERIOUS ROOMS!!!!

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Oh shit! Apex Cybernetics think they on that Wakanda shit now!

Also, why was that one Apex Cybernetics bitch bitching about how one of those HEAV crafts could power Vagas for a week if y’all clearly have a whole network or transportation using this tech!

And I never understood how tech companies kept that shit to world domination shit! Build a public transportation system with that shit! Boss man said he likes ideas that make him rich! Pretty sure that would do the trick!

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WINE BREAK!!!

Saving the rest of the last bottle for coking Gumbo, so gotta open up a new bottle

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Aw, Kong is so sick of this bullshit! 😂😭

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“It’s not working”

Bruh! Give it more that two seconds!

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HOW DARE Y’ALL USE KONG’S LOSS AGAINST HIM!!!! HOW DARE Y’ALL!!!

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HEAV go Brrrrrrr Shoooooooooooom!!!!

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LMAO!!! Monarch has their own brand of bottled water!?!?! Idk why that amuses me so much!

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This hallow earth portal thing is some Pacific Rim bullshit right here, lol!

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NYOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMM

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Are we...are we really Ice Age: Dawn of Dinosaur-ing this shit rn??? 😂😂😂

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“It’s beautiful,”

Of course it’s beautiful! No hoomins have touched it! Lol

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Y’ALL GOT FUCKIN DRAGONS IN THIS BITCH!?!?!?!!! 8D YO!!! SIGN ME THE FUCK UP!!!!

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*marvels at the creature creation ideas*

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Kong’s first thought: *nom the dragon guts*

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THE ROCK HAND OMG IM GANNA CRY!!! 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 It’s the same gesture the Precious Girl did OMG!!!!

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“We going in?”

“Yeah”

The BALLS on this child!

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“AAAAHH 😐”

*fear*

LMAO!!!!! I’M FUCKIN WHEEZING!!!

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“Sacrifice Pit”

OMG 🤣🤣🤣

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I KNEW IT!!!! MECHA-GODZILLA MOTHERFUCKER!!!!!!!! 8DDDDD

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YO PACIFIC RIM RAN SO MECHA-GODZILLA COULD FUCKIN SPRINT!!!!!!!!

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YO IT’S A GOOD THING I AIN’T SEEING THIS IN THEATERS BC I’D BE FLIPPING MY SHIT!!!!

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“Humanity, once again, will be the apex species,”

THERE it is!

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Why Mecha-Godzilla so skeeny?!? He need ta be thicc if he ganna take down REAL Godzilla!

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*Ryan Bergera conspiracy voice* Is this the real reason Kong was contained!? So this douche could snatch up Skull Crawlers without Kong intervention???

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OH SHIT!!! I think this thing is emitting alpha waves (or whatever we’re calling it) and THAT’s what set Godzilla off!!! He fought Ghidorah, heard this shit and went, “Nu-uh, bitch! NOT AGAIN!!!”

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Monarch dude: Yo, Godzilla’s headed to Hong Kong for some reason?

FUCKIN CALLED IT!!!

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This look like the door to fuckin General Grievous’s lair,da fuq?!? 🤣🤣🤣

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I got waaay too emotional over that handprint, y’all! 😭😭😭

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Y’all, the fucking art history major in me is fuckin screaming at this temple scene! The fact that some of these Kaiju not only had the urge and drive and capacity to build a fucking temple around this power source or some shit and create weapons like the axe that Kong just fucking Excalibured the shit out of that one skull crawler’s skull fucking implies the fact that there is intelligent civilization amongst these fucking Kaiju and all that shit! I want to know more about this shit! Take that you fucking racist-ass white historian motherfuckers!

(Note: I definitely needed to use talk to text for much of this bit, because there was no way I was going to be able to contain all my excitement in just typing, alone, lmao)

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BRUH!!! Why y’all exiting g the HEAV without no breathing apparatus or lead suits or nothing!?!?! In previous movies, y’all implied that these Kaiju lived in environments in which their environments were hella radioactive compared to our own!!!

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Kong is s the true heir to the iron throne, Lmao!

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FUCKING CALLED IT!!!! THEY HAD GHIDORA’S REMAINS IN THERE SOMEWHERE!!!!

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OH FUCK!!!! Y’ALL AINT JUST SENDING OUT ALPHA VIBES WITH YOUR MECHA-GODZILLA!!!! YOU SOMEHOW USING GHIDORA’S HIVE MIND OR TELEPATHY SHIT TO DO IT!?!?!?! AAAWWWWW SHEEEEEET!!! Y’ALL ARE BONED NOW!!!! FUCKIN BONEROWNED!!!!

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Godzilla! My bruh! My dude! You didn’t HAVE TO get up right where that bridge was!!! 😂😂 Ya douche bag!!!

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At the same time, tho, I can just hear him going, “Ah! FUCK! NOT AGAIN!!! Sunova bitch!! Motherfuckin!! STOP BUILDING sHIT SO DAMN HIGH!!! Goddammit!”

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You know, with all the Bright twinkly lights in Hong Kong, I can’t help but think of the sequel to the original Gojira movie ( that I can’t remember the title of ,rn) where he was fucking triggered by fucking lights. And I wonder if this little scene where he’s stomping all through Hong Kong is a tribute to that or whatever. But I’m probably overthinking it.

[Sober Edit: it was Godzilla Raids Again]

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*GASP* HOLY SIHIIIT!!! The axe is made out of Godzilla skute!?!?! GOLY BALLS THAT’S NOT ONLY COOL BUT CONTRIBUTES MORE TO THE FACT THAT THESE KAIJU (likely Kong’s species, in particular) WERE REALLY FUCKING INTELLIGENT AMD TJOUGHT, “Imma beat this muthafucka with their own spiky thing! Bc that’s what screws us over, so, why WOULD’nt it hurt them!?!” I need SO MUCH MORE of this Kaiju/Kong culture studied and shit! HOLY FUCK!!!

It even fucking glows!! Like ... they managed to fucking piece together that its glow was a fucking warning sign like Sting or some shit!!!! Holy fuck!!!!

Also, how does that work? How are the skutes still connected even after dismemberment???

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NO FUCKIN WAY WRE YOU—AAAAAAAAHHH!!! Excalibur that shit my boi!!!!

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I FUCKIN LOVE YHIS MOVIE HOLY SHIT!!!

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“ that’s Apex property now,”

Excuse me bitch! Are we really not gonna listen to the scientist who saying “hey we don’t understand the shit out of this fucking power! Maybe we should hold off on taking some fucking samples!”

Are we really just gonna ignore that shit???????

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Kong said: TRY ME BITCH!!!!

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Oh thank the GODS this Serizawa dude is taking precautions like his old man! Also, what is his relation to Ken Watanabe’s Serizawa!?!?!

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UH OH!! SOLDIER DUDES GETTIN ATE!!!

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OH SHIT!!! PILOT JUST GOT ATE!!! FUCKIN DRAGON BASEMENT UP IN THIS SHIT!!!

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BITCH YOU REALLY GON THROW A ROCK AT IT!!! FUCKIN NONSENSE OF THIS BITCH!!!

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LOVE AND FITE ME ENERGY IS STORED IN THE ATOMIC BREATH

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“Shoot him!”

WHY!!!???!! He literally had NO problem with you before then!!!

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Why does white man who don’t know anything about this vehicle suddenly know how to pilot this shit!???!?!!!!!

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Y’all love had SO MUCH wine!

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The FUCK this dude got a flip flop phone for!!!?!????!!!?

Da fuq!?!?! 🤣🤣🤣🤣 yeah that’s the most unrealistic part of this entire fucking movie! Not the fuckin Kaiju robots. Not the fucking hollow earth bullshit! The fucking flip phone! LMFAO!!!!

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“Maintenance! I’M MAINTENANCE!!! This bitch ain’t buying it”

That made me laugh WAY FUCKIN harder that it should have!!!!

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Y’all really ganna try to shoot at a kid!?! REALLY!?!?!??!

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GAWD, I’m so glad I impulse bought these oatmeal bites from Dominos! 🤤😋

[Sober Edit: I have no idea how my autocorrect managed to convert “Parmesan” to “oatmeal,” but okay! 😆😅]

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Kong be like, “Hey, bitch!!! You lookin’ for me!?!?”

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Find you a partner that bites your neck like Godzilla does! Lmao!

Sorry, I’ll be crawling back into my hell hole, now.

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EAT YOUR FOOKIN VEGETABLES GODZILLA!!!!!

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Did Godzilla just axe throw with his fuckin teefs!!!????!?!?!

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THIS IS THE FOOKIN MONSTER VS MONSTER FIGHTS IVE BEEN CRAVING SINCE KING OF THE MONSTERS HOLY SHIT!!!!

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“Really? Groupies, again?”

First of all, again!?! What happened last time???

Secondly, where tf are YOUR grpupies, asshole! No need to judge! Ya cunt!

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“There can only be one alpha,”

Really! You really gotta bring your toxic masculinity into a fuckin monster fight, my dude!?!

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Kong said, “Yeet! YEET SELF!!!”

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I am living for the feral fight scenes!!!!

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Kong’s expression , tho! 🤣🤣🤣

Like, “Can you ducking NOT, Godzilla?!? Can you, like, fucking chill??!!? Aight, fine! ASDASHKLSDJKLDZJL ADKLKDZDJ!!!!!!”

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Awwwww! Godzilla let Kong go, bc he knows what it’s like to be the last of his species! 🥺🥺🥺🥺😭😭😭😭

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“This is how we [...] win!”

Oh, honey, you ‘bout to die! Lmao! 😂

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Oh god! I knew he was going to use the sign for “coward” at the most inappropriate time! Lmao! At least the Precious Girls is smart enough to know what Dumbass White Man means, lol

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Oh, thank god we do t see this dumbass in any sequels!

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Dammit, he escaped!

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This girl is too good!

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Did y’all really think you were ganna break into a semi-sentient Mecha-Godzilla by GUESSING ITS FUCKING PASSWORD!!?!?!?!!!!???? 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

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YEAH!!!! TEAM-UP COMING THROUGH!!!!!

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“I was hoping to die with adults, but that’s okay,”

🤣🤣🤣

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“I’VE GOT TO DIE WITB YOU AND SOBER!!?!?!”

GOD, I love this movie!!!!

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OOOOOOHHHH HOLY SHIT!!!!! 😱😱😱😱😱 He powering up the axe!!!!!

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YOOOOOO KONG WENT PREDATOR/YOUTJA ON MECHA-GODZILLA’s ASS!!!!

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Kong said, “I’m done, y’all! Imma take a nap!”

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“Dad. Uh...Bernie.”

I fucking love Bernie!!! 😂😂😂😂

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JIA NOOOO!!! Don’t go running between two disgruntled Kaiju bby!!

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Yo, why do monsters have less toxic masculinity than we do??? Lol!

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Yaaaaaay! Kong has a new home!!

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WELP!!! I fucking loved this movie, and I highly recommend it to everyone!!!

#SPOILERS #Godzilla #godzilla vs kong #King Kong #kaijuverse #my posts #my drunk ass #godzilla vs kong spoilers

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dancedelion · 3 years

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omg have you heard Tolerate It from taylor swifts new album? it reminds me of your fics so much idk if you might wanna use it as a prompt. specifically "if it's all in my head tell me now, tell me i've got it wrong somehow / i know my love should be celebrated, but you tolerate it" but also just like the whole song in general hahaha xo

Ahhh you’re so right! It’s a really great song. (My other favorites from the album are ‘champagne problems’ and ‘right where you left me’) Thank you so much for the ask and the suggestion! I’m sorry it took me so long to actually get to writing a fic about it, I was busy with uni but I've been thinking about the fic all this time. I hope you like it!

Here it is (or here on ao3):

Geralt of Rivia is a man made of stone. He endures. The world spins around him, he stays the same. For a long time, he does. Nothing can faze him, nothing draws more than a sigh from him.

(He is the first man on earth.)

Nothing could surprise him or catch him off guard. He watches, he hears and he expects the unexpected. The way a witcher learns to feel the world, with all its contradictions, the threats in a gift and the gift in a threat. He learns to become the monster he hunts and understand its ravenous hunger. He has learned to recognize a trap and to walk straight into it, head held high.

(He weathers it.)

His knees might break, his leg might be bruised, might be bleeding, might be crushed beneath the enormous body of a monster he killed, but as long as it can move, he will move it. No gash in his arm will stop him from hunting. No slammed door will stop him from sleeping.

(He weathers the storms, the nights, the long days, the sad days.)

He sleeps in the woods. On rainy days, he sleeps wet. On snowy days, he sleeps cold. In monster-infested parts of the woods, he sleeps with one eye open.

(He weathers the stares and the talk and children running from him in the streets.)

No insult, no matter how well-deserved, can stop his stone heart. No breathing thing, no matter how misguided, no matter how wasted, no matter how cruel, can stop him from saving it.

(Nothing can break this curse, no true love’s kiss, no dragon’s breath. He wanders the world, he is made of stone.)

He doesn’t need.

(He weathers the crickets chirping close by.)

Nothing can change his opinion once he has made up his mind.

(Coin does not move him. Threats don’t move him. Do you dare to call the mountains noble? Do you grant a rock the notion of honour?)

Some things, a woman with soft skin and a sharp blade, a young girl with a future, stones in the street – some things leave him unbalanced. But in the end, even that belongs in his life, because it turned out to be made of pain.

But then –

Like the only thing that has ever been sudden. Like a flash from a time he does not remember. Something changes.

Someone changes. Him.

His mind, constantly. His clothes, whenever he can afford something better. His lovers like a traveller changes beds.

He – bright and inexplicable – saunters into Geralt’s life a minor nuisance – Geralt knows and deals with those – but then –

Jaskier stays. And the world becomes loud. And flowers become a sea of colours. And Geralt has rarely had to hide a smile before.

Geralt has always made do with the bare minimum, but Jaskier thinks he deserves lavender in his baths, clean clothes, healed wounds. And, just like losing the advantage in a fight, Geralt feels himself softening. The world is hard to withstand again, as if her were just a child, before his first trials, before anyone ever hurt him, and it’s all Jaskier’s fault. Hushed words hurt again, he can feel each scrape and even the smaller bruises. He never cared people were afraid until Jaskier told them to be impressed. He has never longed for something precious until -

He hates Jaskier for it, for the way his chest goes tight, for the way he misses the easy touches the moment they’re gone.

It was easier not to feel anything at all. It was necessary not to feel anything at all.

He wonders if Jaskier knows, if this was his plan all along - to become so necessary, so indispensable, so deeply lodged into Geralt’s heart that nothing could wedge him out. But Jaskier can’t have expected those feelings to grow so heavy - Jaskier would crumble under even half the weight of it. No. Jaskier never asked for this. Nonetheless, not even this unyielding bulk of emotion that Geralt can’t put a name to is enough to make Jaskier flee. He would never carry his share, but the sight of its mass doesn’t frighten him.

Of course Jaskier wants Geralt to like him. That’s how he gets what he needs, his adventures and his muse. The severity of it has never surprised him, he has always been strangely casual about it. Acceptant, even. And if Jaskier is not going to mind his affection, Geralt is not going to stop showing it, even though he does wonder where Jaskier’s limit is. If Geralt ever acknowledges it. If her ever puts a name to it. If he ever makes the wrong move –

He won’t. He needs this fragile thing whole now. He will be as fond as Jaskier can take, not a smidge more. The smallest bit of warmth from a witcher is scalding hot, he knows. So he is careful. He minds his movements. Nothing too startling, nothing too grotesque. No smile that shows his teeth. He won’t let it become so vast that it crowds Jaskier into a corner and forces him to reject it.

Jaskier tolerates the hair standing up on Geralt’s neck when he is bathing and his lingering glances whenever Geralt can’t control himself.

They both know Jaskier will only stay if he lets it go unsaid.

***

Jaskier never hoped for much from Geralt. At first, it was just a risk with massive pay-out. Geralt was intimidating and skilled while Jaskier had nothing on offer except for far-fetched promises. Only later, Jaskier realized how much better Geralt is. Not just better, but good. So good. Always trying to do the right thing. It’s clear destiny has great plans for him, no matter how much Geralt loves to deny it. And of course, Jaskier is only a footnote in his story. (No one knows better than Jaskier, he is writing it himself.)

Geralt will go out and save the world and he will let Jaskier wait for him. He will let Jaskier trudge after him and paint him beautiful in his songs. It’s perfectly understandable that Jaskier wants that – who wouldn’t want to get close to a legend? Some things are harder to get away with, but Geralt lets him, easily. He lets Jaskier make his excuses and they both pretend not to know the truth behind his little lies. Attend the festival with me to protect me from angry husbands, Geralt. Wear this doublet because that’s respectable, you heathen. Let me bathe you because you smell like a rat.

Geralt is much smarter than people give him credit for and he can see through Jaskier effortlessly. And of course he also is much kinder than people give him credit for, so he does not mention it.

Nothing Jaskier does can press Geralt into a final good-bye that Jaskier can’t wriggle out of and turn into See you next spring.

He is made of stone. Jaskier’s love won’t impress him, but it also won’t scare him, won’t hurt him.

(He tolerates the burning brightness of the sun. He tolerates the lizard’s small feet clutching onto him.)

Bottomline is, Jaskier gets to keep this. As long as Jaskier doesn’t let it overflow and keeps it just secret enough that his songs come across as odes rather than love letters, Geralt doesn’t mind it. As long as he keeps his mouth shut and leaves everything unspoken.

***

Jaskier’s favourite indulgence is bathing Geralt, perhaps because of just how much Geralt lets him get away with. The first time he did it, he was cautious about it but when he realized Geralt’s protest were half-hearted, he grew bolder. Geralt tolerates Jaskier’s hands messaging his scalp. He tolerates the petals and oils. He even tolerates Jaskier’s gentle touches so long as Jaskier reigns himself in and keeps them sparse.

Tonight, Jaskier offers to wash Geralt’s back and Geralt gives him a short nod. He is completely rigid under Jaskier’s hands, but he tolerates it. Jaskier relishes in being able to be kind to Geralt, but at the same time, he feels guilty for wanting more. Shouldn’t he be satisfied? Geralt gives him enough as it is.

Jaskier knows this is the kind of love that smothers people, violently, until their eyes are bulging and their limbs twitching. It’s the king of love to break free from, unless you have skin as though as his. And not many people do.

Jaskier is exceptionally good at making people leave. It’s his second talent – right after being a bard, he’s a leavee. Someone who gets left. Geralt is the only one who can put up with his love for any length of time. It’s precarious – each touch might be the one that is too much. When Geralt finally tells him to leave and never return. So Jaskier plays his risky game and tries to walk the edge.

“If you leave them out in the cold for too long, frozen. Let them eat mushrooms from the woods – poisoned. Don’t watch how much alcohol they’re drinking – dead. She is very concerned,” Geralt tells him while Jaskier adds more oil to the water.

Jaskier blinks. What had they been talking about? Ah right, a sorceress in love with a human.

“Uhm,” Jaskier says slowly, “Geralt, have you forgotten that I, too, am human?”

“It’s very concerning.”

Jaskier shakes his head and keeps walking around the bathtub. It’s not like he can do anything to stop Geralt from seeing him as weak and incapable. And yet –

“Excuse me? If you think I need constant supervision like a dog, I will be very insulted.”

He emphasizes very. He is already insulted. Geralt, however, is not looking at him. Like he’s not even worth being noticed.

“Humans are fragile,” Geralt says to the water, “you turn your back or don’t pay attention for a moment and they’re gone.”

“Ah, ah,” Jaskier lifts his finger and wiggles it disapprovingly, “don’t believe you’re getting rid of me so easily.”

Jaskier lets his gaze wander over Geralt’s sculpted back. He allows himself to look only because he knows even witchers don’t have eyes in their back.

He wonder who else has touched Geralt, has dared to love him, as held his gaze in the candlelight and made him smile. He wonders if they did it right.

“Susceptible to diseases, falling victim to mild weather conditions, a bad harvest,” Geralt apparently can’t let this go. “You can barely make it a few decades.”

Jaskier is inferior, sure, he gets it. Knowing Geralt, he probably doesn’t even realize how insensitive he’s being.

Jaskier lets his hand sift through the water to see if the temperature is right, then he decides the bath is missing some petals. See, Geralt. Still useful.

“You say that like it’s nothing,” Jaskier says, “that’s a whole lifetime.”

“It’s a sabbatical.”

That statement makes Jaskier so indignant he has to stop trying to pick the most beautiful petals and turn around.

“You’re just over a hundred,” Jaskier scoffs. “And you’re not invincible either.”

Seriously. Maybe writing all those high-praising songs about Geralt are getting to his head. He should write a song about how Geralt is just a totally average guy, actually, that can be killed too if he doesn’t pay enough attention to who he insults during his bath.

“I’m hard to kill,” Geralt says, “humans… a gust of wind could blow you over.”

“I don’t believe it’s quite so dramatic,” Jaskier rolls his eyes. “I have managed to keep myself alive this long after all.”

He carefully keeps his gaze on Geralt’s head and his dripping hair, conscious not to let it wander further down and make Geralt uncomfortable.

“Barely,” Geralt presses his lips together. “I had to save you from almost drinking poison twice, from slipping or stumbling down the stairs at least a dozen times, from angry men with shovels over eight-”

“Okay, okay, stop, I get it,” Jaskier quickly interrupts. “I might not be the prime example.”

Finally, Jaskier walks around the tub to hand Geralt a towel. When Geralt gets up, the water splashing, Jaskier hurries to turn his back. There are lines, and this is one.

He listens. Ruffles. Shuffling. Wet footsteps over a wooden floor. Clothes rustling – a pull. Jaskier turns back around, now that Geralt is wearing pants.

“Well,” Jaskier says, eager to get back to what they were originally talking about, “she loves a human, so what? It can’t be as bad as being hopelessly in love with a witcher, you can be sure of that.”

Geralt, who had just pulled a black shirt over his head, abruptly turns.

“A witcher?” Jaskier freezes. Ah. Fuck.

He spoke the unspeakable. He said the poetically and pathetically unsaid. Another line he promised himself he would never cross. He doesn’t want to test Geralt too much.

He can tell his heartrate speeds up and he hopes against hope Geralt will ignore it, will ignore his sweating hands. Maybe if he just acts casually enough, this can be another thing Geralt tolerates. (Oh, if he could say it, Jaskier would never stop.)

“Don’t be obtuse, Geralt,” Jaskier says quietly.

Geralt flinches backward, a small movement.

Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck.

He tries to parse Geralt’s reaction, but Geralt is just staring. He’s not taking it well. Maybe he thinks he has to respond, so he’s awkward and trying to find a gentle way to state the obvious. Maybe Jaskier just made it too literal, too personal. So direct that it’s suddenly uncomfortable, when Geralt could overlook all of Jaskier’s other slip-ups.

Laid out like that, Geralt might feel guilty about just accepting it. Even though Jaskier would be more than happy to just continue as they were, giving as much as Geralt would let him. Would it help if Jaskier promised not to mention it again? How can he step back behind that line? How can he swallow the words back down again?

How can he stop Geralt from leaving?

***

Geralt knows he’s giving too much away again, with his idiotic reaction. He should take it in stride, like he does all of Jaskier’s little love affairs. But he can’t move, can’t do anything but look at the fragile human across from him, who just won’t understand what exactly it is Geralt is so afraid of.

(Once you blink out of existence, I’m the one who will have to deal with the damage you’ve done to that wall I built around my heart.)

Geralt can deal with all those lovers who come and go, who are so loveable that it just makes sense Jaskier would leave him for them. But he never thought –

He didn’t expect –

A witcher?

Why would Jaskier love a witcher? Witchers are too brutish, too brutal to be worthy of a love like that. Then again, when he thinks about his friends back at Kaer Mohren, someone like Eskel, yes, it doesn’t seem so strange. Because deep down he’s always known it’s not being a witcher that makes him untouchable. It’s something else, something far more terrifying. Because that makes it his fault. It’s his own fault Jaskier doesn’t like him.

And Geralt should never, ever ask him to. He should get a grip, shake himself out of it and just accept that Jaskier can love a witcher. Just not him.

Act like it’s nothing. Act like it doesn’t matter. It’s just a small incident they can sweep under the rug like every other time Geralt was being a little too much.

“I -”

Geralt has forgotten how to speak.

Each moment he draws it out longer, the less likely it becomes that Jaskier will forgive this overreaction. Not as easily as the last few times.

What if Geralt just asked, why it can’t be him? Could Jaskier forgive that? No. They both know. It’s that Geralt can’t ever get it right, that he’s too harsh, has too many edges. It’s that all of his affections are pitiful, laughable, compared to what Jaskier really deserves.

Okay. Okay. He just needs to calm down. They can walk through this. He tries his best to smooth out his expression.

“I’m sorry.”

Deep breath.

“So, who’s caught your attention now? I didn’t know you’d met another witcher.”

As he says it, it becomes terribly clear all out of a sudden how very replaceable Geralt is. Geralt isn’t giving Jaskier anything he can’t get elsewhere. If this other witcher allows it, Jaskier can just as well travel with them. If Geralt makes it anymore plain what a bad friend he is, Jaskier will leave without hesitation. Especially if Geralt can’t get a grip on his emotions. Jaskier needs to be absolutely sure that Geralt will never make a move that will be embarrassing and uncomfortable for both of them.

But Jaskier’s jaw falls open, almost comically.

“What – what the fuck are you talking about?”

Damn it. Jaskier won’t just let him circumvent the topic then. Geralt has made things too awkward earlier with that long stretch of silence. Being casual won’t do this time.

“Fuck,” he says, looks away. “I’m sorry.”

Forcibly, he drags his eyes back again. Please, he tries to somehow communicate. Please just tolerate it.

“I don’t understand why you’re apologizing.”

Geralt swallows audibly. The statement is a little hard to interpret. Maybe this is Geralt’s olive branch. Jaskier is willing to pretend this little mishap never happened. All Geralt has to do is go along with it and they can be back to normal.

“Hm,” he says.

He’ll go to sleep. Maybe in the morning, Jaskier will go off with his witcher. But maybe he’ll come back in the spring, bored of the witcher like he gets bored of all his other lovers. Geralt has to hang on to that possibility.

“Wait, no -”

Jaskier is suddenly scrambling to get closer. Geralt pauses in his step.

“Wait, wait, wait, conversation not over,” Jaskier says quickly, stops in front of Geralt. “What witcher are you talking about? What the fuck, Geralt?”

“I – your love – I – it doesn’t bother me,” Geralt says, staggeringly unconvincingly.

It is a little strange, now that Geralt thinks about it. Where did Jaskier meet this witcher, and why did Geralt not notice? They’ve been travelling together for weeks. Maybe he met this witcher longer ago. In spring, before they met again. If that’s the case, that means it’s more serious. It’s been on Jaskier’s mind a long time. Fuck.

“Really?” Jaskier asks. “It doesn’t?”

Maybe this is why Jaskier hasn’t told him all this time. He was afraid how Geralt would react, if he would take it badly.

“Oh, thank the gods,” Jaskier lets out a long breath. “I was so worried.”

Geralt nods curtly. Good. He said the right thing, then. Jaskier’s heartbeat quietens down.

“But then, it hasn’t bothered you so far, am I right?” Jaskier gives him a lopsided smirk.

It’s an irritating thing to say. Surely Jaskier noticed that all of his dalliances had bothered Geralt, at least a little. It might be that Jaskier expected more of a reaction out of Geralt because this is more than a dalliance.

“Hm.”

Out of all the people Jaskier could choose to settle down with, why did it have to be a witcher? He wonders if it’s just implied that they won’t keep travelling together. Should he ask? No, better not. That would make it seem like it does bother him. He doesn’t want to put Jaskier off more than he already has.

“Does…” Jaskier seems hesitant, shy even. “Does that mean you don’t mind when I tell you?”

Geralt’s hands clench, but he unclenches them again quickly. No, he does not mind to hear about how much Jaskier loves someone else, about how he is going to leave and live a happy life with them. He doesn’t mind at all.

“No.”

“Wonderful.”

Geralt waits for a beat, certain that Jaskier is about to start gushing about this witcher he met, but it doesn’t come. The conversation seems to be finally over. Jaskier is humming contentedly under his breath while they are getting ready for bed. It’s good. (It’s the last of this Geralt might ever get.)

They have a room with two beds. Geralt lies still and listens to Jaskier’s calm breath.

Jaskier blows out the candle on his bedside table.

“Goodnight, Geralt. Love you.”

…

???

“What?”

“I said, goodnight.”

“After - after that.”

“You said you didn’t mind. You can’t take it back now.”

The light of Geralt’s candle flickers up after a quick use of Igni.

Jaskier is shooting him cautious looks from the other bed.

“You said you didn’t mind,” he repeats.

“I said I didn’t mind if you talked about your witcher,” Geralt says, because it’s the easiest thing to say. This one he knows.

“Stop talking about yourself in the third person, it’s weird.”

Stunned, Geralt sinks against the wall.

“Me?” “Yes, you. Who else would I be talking about?”

Who else, indeed.

“I thought you met someone.”

“Yes, I did, in Posada. You were there.” Jaskier rolls his eyes. “Come on, Geralt, stop playing dumb. You’ve known for years I’m in love with you.”

“You’re in love with me,” Geralt says, dumbstruck.

“Geralt, are you okay? We just had a whole conversation about it.”

Jaskier is sitting up in his bed too now. He looks small in the shadows, even smaller when he draws his legs up. Geralt can only keep watching him.

“Wait, you really didn’t know? You thought I was talking about another witcher?” Geralt nods mutely.

“Oh.”

There is no other witcher. Can that be right? Geralt has a distinct feeling he is misunderstanding something.

“Well, I’m sorry. If you didn’t know,” Jaskier says. His voice has turned very soft. Geralt can feel Jaskier’s gaze on him.

“I didn’t.”

“I thought you did. I really did. But, uhm. I get this is a lot to deal with. If you. If you would like time to process, I could -”

“No.”

“Oh. Good.”

Geralt sits up urgently, swings his legs over the side of the bed. Jaskier is instantly alarmed.

“You don’t have to go,” he rushes to say. “You can just get used to it. Nothing has to change.”

“I just want -” Geralt closes his eyes, takes another deep breath. “It’s hard to say.”

“Whatever you want, really. If – if you want me to leave, I will. Of course.” “No. I.”

He stands up abruptly. Each of his movements is stark and sudden. Why can’t Jaskier just understand him? Why can’t he just say all those things he thought both of them knew, when it was really just him all along? Him, in his head, with a myriad of unfeelable things.

He steps toward Jaskier stiffly, watches Jaskier’s eyes go wider. He climbs onto the bed and presses Jaskier back by his shoulders. Wills him to get it. He searches his eyes, wants so viscerally, so obviously, that Jaskier must see it.

“Oh,” Jaskier mouths. “Is this -”

His hands come up to cup Geralt’s face.

“Yes,” Geralt’s voice doesn’t come out as anything more than a whisper.

“Darling,” Jaskier says, like it’s a revelation.

Geralt needs to tell him. Out of all the things he has never said, this one is burning his tongue. He leans down and presses his lips to Jaskier’s in the half-dark. Jaskier draws his head back only to catch his breath. But it wasn’t good enough. He needs to say more. He needs to tell Jaskier in all the words that he has.

He breathes another kiss to the corner of Jaskier’s mouth, then one against the barely visible dimple on his cheek. Nothing cushions Geralt against the way Jaskier’s hands slide up into his hair and his grip tightens. His hair smells sweet. His eyelids flutter. Love is lighter, now that Jaskier is helping him carry it.

Jaskier lets out a breathless laugh. Geralt wants to catch his pretty smile. He wants to make that smile everyday. He wants to draw up laughter from the bottom of Jaskier’s stomach.

It’s disarming. Geralt is still wearing pants and a shirt, but he feels stripped down. It’s all laid bare now, all those impossible hungers. All forbidden wishes. Each place on Jaskier’s face that Geralt has dreamed of kissing.

Here is something soft, something that has always lived in him. Jaskier has just chiselled away at the stone until he found it and fed it and made it grow into a vast expanse of tender touches and whispered words.

“Is this okay?” Jaskier says quietly.

Okay. Okay is a flavourless four-letter word. It weighs much more than that.

It’s significant. Substantial. It extinguishes sadness swiftly, like an uprising flame just before it can consume everything else.

“It’s beautiful,” Geralt says, because he’s never been particularly good with words. “It’s perfect.”

I want you, I want you, I want you. Aren’t you frightened?

Geralt takes one of his hands from Jaskier’s shoulders and props it up next to Jaskier’s head instead. Looming over him, a threat in the darkness, Geralt keeps his face close to Jaskier’s, his eyes fixed on his eyes, as if to ask him.

Jaskier answers with an cheerful smile.

I’m elated, darling. You have me.

It’s nothing to take. It’s nothing to endure. It’s no weight to crumble under. It’s something to have. Something to share. Something to make real in the dead of night and fantastical at dawn.

It’s the most precious thing Geralt has ever been allowed to have. And it’s a privilege, getting to keep it.

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noperopesaredope · 3 years

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One of my OCs, Moose Wulf. Gonna put info about him on this post.

Moose is a 2021 introduced character and the son of Beowulf. Moose will do anything to help his friends, even if that gets him into unnecessary trouble.

Character

Personality

Moose is the ultimate bro, an absolute jock, and a huge himbo. Okay, he has emotional intelligence, and isn't 100% stupid, but if his friends jump of a cliff, he will cannonball right behind them, and he is far from intelligent otherwise. Moose will stand beside his friends through thick and thin no matter what, even if he really shouldn't. He is also very supportive, and will act as a shoulder you can cry on without judgement. He has some common sense, but more the "why don't you guys just...IDK...talk" type of common sense. He's better at understanding people than most of his friends are, and can pick up very subtle cues as to what a person's feeling, thinking, or trying to communicate indirectly. Moose will often be the one forced to confront people on certain things, because his presence can be both comforting and intimidating depending on the situation.

Moose is a good boy. Despite being strong and tough, coming from a nation of fighters who adore fighting, he has an air of innocence to him, and he believes in everyone. He is very kind to little kids (not quite in a gentle whisper kind of way, but more a "picks them up and puts them on his shoulders, telling them they are amazing" kind of way), and wants everyone to believe in themselves. After all, the H in himbo stands for heart.

Moose loves sports, as it is a tradition to be a mighty warrior back home.

Moose has one fatal flaw; he tends to exaggerate/lie a lot. His destiny involves him being incredibly strong, but he feels like he can't live up to those expectations. He can't perform all these amazing feats, but he needs to, so he pretends his accomplishments are bigger than they actually are. And this is even when he is good enough on his own. He thinks that nothing he does will be as cool as his dad, since his family always talks about how strong Beowulf was and how Moose was going to be just like him, even though he clearly can't be, no matter how hard he works.

Moose has long, messy, untameable blonde hair, and it is very important to him. He is very sweet at the end of the day, but if you try to cut Moose's hair, even as a prank, you will regret it the moment he realizes what you have done. Moose's greatest pride and joy, however, is his bizarrely large, magnificent beard. He loves it, and has been cultivating it for years.

Despite being quite nice, Moose can be intimidating due to his large, muscular form. At 6'8", Moose is one of the tallest in his grade, possibly the school (if we don't count Tiny). Despite his muscular, broad-shouldered self, he has very dainty feet, something he is slightly embarrassed by, but then Sun Qiang points out that he can rock some amazing heels, which is a plus.

Story - Beowulf

How the Story Goes

According to Wikipedia:

Beowulf begins with the story of Hrothgar, who constructed the great hall, Heorot, for himself and his warriors. In it, he, his wife Wealhtheow, and his warriors spend their time singing and celebrating. Grendel, a troll-like monster said to be descended from the biblical Cain, is pained by the sounds of joy. Grendel attacks the hall and kills and devours many of Hrothgar's warriors while they sleep. Hrothgar and his people, helpless against Grendel, abandon Heorot.

Beowulf, a young warrior from Geatland, hears of Hrothgar's troubles and with his king's permission leaves his homeland to assist Hrothgar.

Beowulf and his men spend the night in Heorot. Beowulf refuses to use any weapon because he holds himself to be Grendel's equal. When Grendel enters the hall, Beowulf, who has been feigning sleep, leaps up to clench Grendel's hand. Grendel and Beowulf battle each other violently. Beowulf's retainers draw their swords and rush to his aid, but their blades cannot pierce Grendel's skin. Finally, Beowulf tears Grendel's arm from his body at the shoulder and Grendel runs to his home in the marshes where he dies. Beowulf displays "the whole of Grendel's shoulder and arm, his awesome grasp" for all to see at Heorot. This display would fuel Grendel's mother's anger in revenge.

The next night, after celebrating Grendel's defeat, Hrothgar and his men sleep in Heorot. Grendel's mother, angry that her son has been killed, sets out to get revenge. "Beowulf was elsewhere. Earlier, after the award of treasure, The Geat had been given another lodging"; his assistance would be absent in this battle. Grendel's mother violently kills Æschere, who is Hrothgar's most loyal fighter, and escapes.

Hrothgar, Beowulf, and their men track Grendel's mother to her lair under a lake. Unferð, a warrior who had earlier challenged him, presents Beowulf with his sword Hrunting. After stipulating a number of conditions to Hrothgar in case of his death (including the taking in of his kinsmen and the inheritance by Unferth of Beowulf's estate), Beowulf jumps into the lake, and while harassed by water monsters gets to the bottom, where he finds a cavern. Grendel's mother pulls him in, and she and Beowulf engage in fierce combat.

At first, Grendel's mother prevails, and Hrunting proves incapable of hurting her; she throws Beowulf to the ground and, sitting astride him, tries to kill him with a short sword, but Beowulf is saved by his armour. Beowulf spots another sword, hanging on the wall and apparently made for giants, and cuts her head off with it. Travelling further into Grendel's mother's lair, Beowulf discovers Grendel's corpse and severs his head with the sword. Its blade melts because of the monster's "hot blood", leaving only the hilt. Beowulf swims back up to the edge of the lake where his men wait. Carrying the hilt of the sword and Grendel's head, he presents them to Hrothgar upon his return to Heorot. Hrothgar gives Beowulf many gifts, including the sword Nægling, his family's heirloom. The events prompt a long reflection by the king, sometimes referred to as "Hrothgar's sermon", in which he urges Beowulf to be wary of pride and to reward his thegns.

Beowulf returns home and eventually becomes king of his own people. One day, fifty years after Beowulf's battle with Grendel's mother, a slave steals a golden cup from the lair of a dragon at Earnanæs. When the dragon sees that the cup has been stolen, it leaves its cave in a rage, burning everything in sight. Beowulf and his warriors come to fight the dragon, but Beowulf tells his men that he will fight the dragon alone and that they should wait on the barrow. Beowulf descends to do battle with the dragon, but finds himself outmatched. His men, upon seeing this and fearing for their lives, retreat into the woods. One of his men, Wiglaf, however, in great distress at Beowulf's plight, comes to his aid. The two slay the dragon, but Beowulf is mortally wounded. After Beowulf dies, Wiglaf remains by his side, grief-stricken. When the rest of the men finally return, Wiglaf bitterly admonishes them, blaming their cowardice for Beowulf's death. Afterward, Beowulf is ritually burned on a great pyre in Geatland while his people wail and mourn him, fearing that without him, the Geats are defenceless against attacks from surrounding tribes. Afterwards, a barrow, visible from the sea, is built in his memory.

Here is another great summary: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DcqMp_D5pdE

Moose is the next Beowulf, a pretty nice destiny in his opinion.

However, this destiny puts a lot of pressure on Moose, and everyone expects him to be as strong as his father, something he feels like he can't live up to. Yes, he is strong, but he might not be strong enough to do all those things.

History

Born and raised in the Far Northern Glades, Moose was raised by his strong warrior mother and his surrogate father Wiglaf, the current king and successor to Beowulf.

Relationships

Family

Moose doesn't really remember his father, as the man died when he was a baby, but he still looks up to him

Trivia

- Moose's voice claim would either be P.M. Seymour as himself (but a bit deeper) or Val Kilmer as Moses

-Moose is legally unable to swear

Quotes

"I'm not sure whether or not to feel jealous.........OR MIGHT IMPRESSED! HAHA!"

"This beard is my pride and joy. It is tradition to have facial hair so magnificent."

#hes a himbo #my oc #my art #my writing #fan oc #eah oc #eah #ever after high #i love him #a good boy #info page #this is unfinished

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surveys-at-your-service · 3 years

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Survey #408

“tied to the rat race / a big bird in a small cage”

Who, whether a person or company, emails you the most? I really don't check my email enough to even know. If you were given an assignment to draw anything besides stick figures or just doodles, what would you draw? A meerkat of course, ha ha. Do you play the games on MySpace/Facebook? I never did. Well no, I did play "Dragons of Atlantis" when Facebook bought it or whatever, but now that it's a mobile game, I don't play anything on there. When was the last time you were sunburnt? Ha, actually now. It's from riding an hour to and an hour back from the TMS office every weekday; the sun coming in through the window got my arm. Who all do you live with? My mom and my two pets. Has a guy ever let you wear his jacket? Yeah. It was so comforting when Jason gave me his leather jacket to wear if I was cold; it was pretty big on me at that time and just really cozy. Thanks survey, now I feel like crying. :^) How many friends do you have of the opposite sex? Like, one. Do you have bird feeders hanging up outside? What about any hanging plants? No. Does your house have sliding glass doors? No. Was the last food item you ate part of a meal or a snack? A snack. What color is your hair brush? I don't use a brush, but a white comb. Would you rather it be sunny or rainy? I think I prefer sunny for the sake of helping keep my depression at bay, but sometimes I really do enjoy some nice steady rainfall at the window. Who’s the last person that you hugged, not family? I have no idea. What will your next piercing be? Probably getting my nostril re-pierced. How many people have you kissed, that you can HONESTLY say you loved? Two. Can you recall the last time you liked someone a lot? uhhhhhhhhhh now What’s scarier: spiders or worms? Worms gross me out, but a spider is more likely to actually scare me, but at the same time fascinate me. Do you play poker for real money? No. If you were pregnant, how long would you wait to tell the dad? I'd tell him immediately. Would you ever date out of your own race? I have in the past, and I would again. Do you still watch movies intended for children? Yeah. Hell, more than half the time they're better than "grown up" movies. What’s your favorite movie trilogy? Uhhhh does TLK count? ha ha What would you like to take lessons in? German. Whose Facebook password do you have? Just my own. Have you ever been suspended or expelled from school? No. Have you ever crawled through a window? Yes. Are you too forgiving? Yuuuup. Ever have a sleepover with the opposite sex? Well, we were dating. Have you ever gotten someone suspended? No. Have you ever wanted to be a teacher? No. Would you live with someone without marrying them? Yes; I believe you really probably should before getting married so you see if you "fit" as far as household habits and such go. Have you ever wanted to strip naked in front of someone? Yeah no. I'd feel way too awkward. What are you listening to? A John Wolfe video. Who was the last person you visited in the hospital? My mom. Did anyone watch you the last time you kissed someone? I mean possibly, it was a public place, and some people are definitely caught off-guard by seeing two girls kiss. Do either of your parents have any tattoos or piercings? No. Mom wants a tattoo, though, dedicated to all of us kids and her grandkids. Are you desperate for anyone’s approval, in particular? -_- Would you ever stalk a celebrity? Um, no???? You don't stalk ANYBODY. It's a violation of space, privacy, basic respect... Do you have any National Geographic magazines lying around? No. Have you ever been mistaken for the opposite gender? No. Do you use liquid foundation, mousse, or just powder? None. Have you ever picked out a song to listen to on a juke box? Maybe? I don't remember. Have you ever eaten 3 meals from 3 different fast food places in one day? Oh god, I hope not. I don't remember ever having done that. Have you ever ridden in a limo? No. I always wanted to as a kid. Have you ever tried to put a huge puzzle together? Yeah, I have. I used to like to do that with my mom especially. Ever wake up early on Saturdays to go garage sale shopping? Yes, actually. My family used to love to do that. Do you keep magazines by your toilet? No. Ya better just bring your phone. What did you last take a picture of with your camera? On my actual camera, a hydrangea bush. On the camera on my phone, I believe my cat. Are you proud of who you are? Not... really. If you were a waiter/waitress, would you make good tips? Nope. I'm too awkward and I would NEVER write the orders down quickly enough. I write so slow. What are the best kind of Girl Scout cookies? The chocolate and peanut butter ones. If you hit an animal while driving, would you stop to see if it was okay? Well I doubt it's okay, but I would absolutely stop to move it away from the road and sob my eyes out. I'd probably try to find some flowers to rest on it. What's your favorite kind of pasta? Spaghetti. Have you ever played computer solitaire for hours on end? I don't even know how to play solitaire. What's the dumbest thing you've heard of that supposedly causes cancer? Who the hell knows, everything does apparently. If you saw wet cement, would you place your handprint in it? No. Can you honestly tell the difference between DiGiorno and delivery pizza? Absolutely. Do you own a lava lamp? No, but I would looove one. What charity or cause would you donate $1,000 to if possible? Off the top of my head, the Trevor Project. I'd probably research before actually donating, though. What would you say is your greatest strength? I guess that I care a lot about people. What's one food that you find too disgusting to eat? Things like clams, es cargot, sashimi... just ew. What's something that will never bore you? Uhhhh good question. Pizza Hut or Domino's? Domino's, by a long shot. What's something that always, no matter what, makes you laugh? Stupid Vines, lol. Have you ever been in a canoe? No. How many vehicles does your family own? Just one, my mom's. Are you generally afraid of taking risks? Yes. Have you ever caught/swatted a fly in/with your hand? Ew, no. Would you ever dye your hair bubblegum pink? Yeah. What was the last thing to happen that you really weren't expecting? The woman whose wedding I shot TWO YEARS ago finally reaching out to me about buying some pictures. What does it mean when you start eating less? What does it mean when you start eating more? If I'm eating less, odds are I'm extremely serious about losing weight. If I'm eating more than usual, high odds are I'm depressed or bored. Or I'm on my period. What’s the strangest named pet you’ve ever had? Harry Potter, ha ha. He was a guinea pig. What are some defense mechanisms you find yourself using when in an argument with someone? I'm very likely to just metaphorically flee from it because I fear confrontation so much. Do you know if there is anyone who was once important to you that you will never talk to again, even though you could? If I have any say in it, I'm never talking to Colleen again. List the initials of every person you have ever kissed, from first kiss to most recent kiss. (Put “?”s in the place of initials you don’t know.) I'm not listing their last initial, but anyway: J, T, G, S. Does your face break out right before your period? Not "break out," no. I'll just get a pimple or two. What did you dream about last night? All I remember was that it focused on Jason and his late mother. I miss her so much. I hope so much that whatever exists beyond death, she found the peace she was so worthy of. Do you think the United States health care system needs reform? FUCK yes I do. Our health care system is a disgusting fucking nightmare. Who was the last person you cried over? Jason. My PTSD has been doing quite well, but I had an emotional episode recently nonetheless. Do you prefer ceiling fans or fans that stand up on the floor and you plug in? I use both, but I think my preference is ceiling ones. What would you do if your son was at home, crying all alone on the bedroom floor because he’s hungry, and the only way to feed him was to sleep with a man for a little bit of money? Hypothetically, if I had a child, if I'm totally honest, I probably would. I would hate it, but I'm not letting my child starve to death if I can do something about it. Why do you think evolution is true/false? Because there is substantial evidence for it and imo is the most logical theory we've thought up. Some things about it seem kinda far-fetched, but I still have faith in it. I trust scientists and the evolution we see firsthand, such as caterpillars to cocoons, tadpoles to frogs, etc. Who came through for you at a time when you really, really needed it? Colleen. She let me live with her when I was technically homeless. What turned out better than you thought? Good question. What object did you used to, or do you still, keep hidden? My drawings. I've flipped my shit when Mom's found them in the past, even though she went on and on about how "amazing" they were. I don't draw anything "bad" at all, but still, I don't like people seeing my creativity. Who can’t you figure out? My damn self. What are you hoping for? The most recent thing would be hoping Shonda buys a lot, if not all, the wedding photos I took. I desperately want to use the money along with what I have left from Christmas to buy Venus' terrarium and proper supplies all by myself. What’s the best physical object that you kept from a previous relationship? Idk, there's a few things. What is the most socially unacceptable thing that you have no problem with? Maybe women not shaving. Like I couldn't care less. What have you done that you surprised yourself by doing? *shrug* What used to be a secret about you? Hm. Anything that used to be a secret probably still is one. What is the most stalky thing you’ve ever done? Just Facebook digging, and that's not something I've done a lot off. What did you wind up liking that you didn’t want anything to do with at first? The only thing that comes to mind at the moment is something sexual, so let's not go into that. Who do you owe your life that you can never pay back? Mom and Jason have both saved me from what would've been suicide attempts.

#survey #surveys #random questions #lyrics: ''monkey tree'' by mother mother

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pig-wings · 3 years

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a little pern timestamp preview (aka like half of it because idk when it will ever get finished) (also this is only half edited so forgive any awkwardness or typos)

The time after the hatching had been a whirlwind. Some bronzerider had led Amos and Basuth—that was what the hatchling had called herself, though he wasn’t sure how she had been born knowing her own name—off the hot sands and back outside of the hatching grounds. As Basuth tottered after them, she repeated over and over that she was hungry. Her presence in his mind was a constant thing now, like a rock in his boot; he expected to be annoyed by it but was surprised when he was not. When she wasn’t complaining about her hunger, she said their names, drawing out the vowels, biting down on the consonants and playing with the sibilance. A-mos. Ba-suth. Amosss. Basu-th. Again, he expected it to annoy him. All he felt instead was a cloying affection, and a growing annoyance that the beast had not been fed yet that mirrored her own. He didn’t like how quickly everything had changed. He didn’t like feeling emotions that weren’t his own, didn’t like feeling as if the axis of the world now spun around an overgrown lizard that could hardly put its feet in the right spot yet.

It was new, and it frightened him.

The bronzerider led them down to an area that was set away from the plaza where the other new riders were bathing the hatchlings. Amos stared at them as they passed, watched the young men and women—children, really—cooing over the tiny dragonets. They had all wanted this, he thought. They had all been chosen for this. The courtyard he was led to was lined with trees and had a small pool carved into the stone, and it was empty save for one of the senior queens sprawled out on the patio, her golden head resting on her forelegs. Sitting on one of the dragon’s paws was a woman that Amos only vaguely recognized. He hadn’t made an effort to involve himself with the weyrfolk. He thought her name was Jodi, and her dragon Knuyrolth. She had short-cropped black hair that was peppered with grey here and there, and she was dressed in riding clothes rather than the flowing garments that most of the queenriders had worn to the hatching. The bronzerider walked away after speaking briefly with her.

Amos stared dumbly, first at her and then at the giant dragon whose hand she sat on. The beast was enormous, her eyes the size of serving platters and faceted like gems. He glanced back at Basuth, who had plopped down on the stone beside him. Would she really get that big...?

The woman assessed first him, then Basuth, and then she shook her head, a smile playing at her lips. “You know, I tried to tell them,” she said. “Knuyrolth had the feeling that none of the candidates would be any good for this queen egg. And now here you are.”

Amos didn’t know what to say to that, so he didn’t say anything. It was safer, in his experience, to wait until people addressed you directly to speak.

“Not that there’s anything wrong with you,” Jodi said. She had a slow and deliberate way of speaking that Amos found he liked. It wasn’t as if she was choosing her words carefully, just that she wasn’t in any rush to say them. “I don’t think so anyways. But the others aren’t happy. I think you probably know that already though, don’t you?”

He hesitated, then nodded. He could imagine that the other riders were annoyed that their carefully chosen candidates had been spurned. Plus, he was too old, too rough, too foreign. He had grown up as far away from the weyrs as one could get. He didn’t know anything about dragons.

“Come on,” said Jodi, “let’s get her washed, then. What’s her name?”

“Basuth.”

“Basuth,” she repeated in that slow way of hers. “That’s good. Simple and strong. Get her into the tub, then.”

Basuth tilted her head. <I am hungry.>

“You have to get clean,” he said aloud.

“If you say it in your head, she’ll hear you,” said Jodi. “Give it a try.”

He supposed he had known that, though it felt odd to just think at her. <Please,> he tried. Basuth huffed, glanced over at the pool of water, and then acquiesced. She was surprised that it was warm. Jodi materialized two buckets and a sponge. One was empty, but the other was full of sand.

“The hide gets dry if it’s not cleaned and oiled regularly. With how fast she’ll grow, she’ll need to be scrubbed and oiled once a day, maybe twice. Don’t worry, you’ll have help when she grows bigger.” She pointed to the bucket of sand. “The sand helps remove the dead skin. We’ll apply oil afterward, and that will keep the skin from splitting.” Basuth commented that she was indeed itchy.

<I thought you were hungry,> Amos said. Basuth retorted that she could be both and then began to splash about in the water. Knuyrolth made a noise that Amos thought was a draconic chuckle. He took the sponge and began to dab at Basuth’s skin. It was so soft, he feared he would bruise it if he pressed too hard. His hands were calloused enough that he worried petting her would be too rough. He imagined that the other candidates had probably had smooth hands. Scholar’s hands.

Basuth made a sound like a purr. <Aaa-mos,> she said again.

<Yes,> he said dumbly. Basuth just hummed in response. He scooped up some of the sand and began to gently exfoliate her hide.

“She’ll be full grown after a year and a half. She’ll rise for her first mating flight by two. In the meanwhile, you’ll have to sit through the regular lessons that all of the queenriders get.” Jodi chuckled. “Something tells me you won’t like those. I hated them myself. But Knuyrolth kept me from going mad.”

Jodi began to recite, “A queenrider is to sit up straight. A queenrider is to fly their formation with gracious aplomb. A queenrider is to ensure that their dragon does not eat too much, or too little. They are to be elegant, well-dressed, and groomed.”

Amos just blinked at her. Jodi laughed, and the sound was braying, loud, and genuine. “I’m sorry,” she said, moving to sit down beside him at the tub. “I don’t mean to overwhelm you. But you’ve landed a shitty job, kid. You’ve landed a shitty job, and you’ve already got the cards stacked against you.”

I didn’t want this, Amos thought. I don’t want this.He had just been there. A bystander, suddenly roped into the circus.

“Most of them will view you as a prize,” Jodi continued. “Something to be won. Something to be taken. Something to be bribed. Something to be wooed. But that’s important. That means that they will underestimate you—always. Our role—the role of the queenriders—it’s changed in past few decades, but people still cling to the old ways. They’ll like you if you comply. They’ll hate you if you resist. But never forget that your dragon is the biggest, the strongest, the smartest. She’s the fucking queen, after all, and the queen can control all the dragons if she so chooses. There is not a beast alive that can resist her orders—it’s how they were engineered by the founders. So, remember, they patronize and belittle you because they are afraid of you. You have to use that, Amos.”

#my fics #my writing #pern AU

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edengarden · 4 years

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Hello and if asks are still open may I have a regular match up for BNHA?

Name: Nox

Gender: FTM

Occupation: Student (16 almost 17 yrs old. Jan 4th is b-day)

Sexual orientation: Omniromantic Asexual (male/masculine leaning)

Quirk: Transformative/Mutant, "Zoologic shift" (This quirk allows the individual(s) to transform into multiple animals, but the individual has to have a emotional/special connection or feeling towards the animal and to know it's physical structure to properly shift into the said animal (mythical/made up creatures can be acquired but it is extremely difficult due to the fact of anatomy and bone structure). The user only has a limited time to be in their animal form before they start going feral, if the person is angry or has a different strong negative emotion in animal form, the fast they can become feral (once the user becomes feral they will not remember anything until they have calmed down or are somehow distracted), if the user becomes feral for too long they will not be able to transform back unless they are hurt tremendously or their hatred may take a physical form and eventually kill them from the inside (I guess look at the demons from Princess Mononoke to get an idea of what that is).)

Animals acquired: White Dire wolf, Raven, Orca, Clydesdale, Black Mamba, Barn Owl, Russian Blue House cat, Ram, Fire Dragon, Phoenix, Snake Basalisc

At least 3 positive attributes:

Empathetic (emotional and animal, riots and civil conflict bring me to tears as well as I can feel my friends' pain I and want to cuddle ever dog, cat, etc. I see)

Intelligent (at least in certain subjects like language, art, biology, and physical/hero training), serious (it may come off as intemidation but I just usually mess around)

Diplomacy (I try to avoid any physical fights that can but I will fight as a last resort)

Calm (in most situations I try to keep a level head and it works since when most people need serious help they come to you for advice or to vent)

Justful (kinda speaks for itself)

Soft Blunt and Soft Honest (I am honest with people as well as blunt, but I am not mean or hurtful when I say it)

At least 3 negative attributes:

Anger issues (even though usually calm and serious, when pushed over the edge I can become furious and using my quirk will not help at all)

Self sacrificing (since due to personal circumstances I have started to put other people above me (my friends mostly) and I would do anything, even get myself physically or emotionally hurt for them. It is sorta in a way for having approval for those I care about but mostly is just showing that I care for the people I care about)

Self deprecating with imposter syndrome (it's mostly a form of humor, but I take it far enough where people start to worry)

Dark humor (idk I just like it)

Confrontational (if someone confronts and tries to provoke me I will tell them off but never physically fight back)

Self Righteous (The righteousness is good but usually my self righteousness comes up when it comes to someone's safety or when revenge and anger cloud my judgement)

Children (I don't care for children, but I'm afraid my anger will get the best of me and I'll lash. So that's why I stay away from kids as much as possible for tr he fear of accidentally hurting innocence)

Hahahaha...daddy issues...

Hobby(ies):

Hiking in the woods

Drawing (it's usually vented or dark in some way, but sometimes I like drawing people and animals or characters)

Cosplaying

Cooking

cApTuRinG sOuLs-

Learning about Witchcraft/Supernatural/Celestial

Music Taste:

Lofi

Anti-Nightcore/Nightcore

Viking Chants

Sea Shanties

Celtic instrumentals

Death metal

Instrumental

Old Rock

Classical

Bands/song writers: Skillet, SKÁLD, Faun, Black Briar, MARETU, Steampianist, Temporex, Penelope Scott, Mirical Music, Alice Cooper, Pink Floyd, Angel Maker, Forest Music, Panic! At the Disco, MESA works design, , Harrison (not too much into bands but here are the general ones I listen too)

Appearance

Eyes: Brown/Black has bags under eyes

Hair: Red (henna dyed), it's frizzy at the tips and it's long (cab length) and thick (I hate it's length, but parents...)

Skin: Pale (warm tone)

Body type: In between Skinny and overweight, wide shoulders, actually muscular

Anything else?: Teeth have tiny canines, sometimes can have wolf ears and tail showing, kinda thick thighs-, 5'6ish, usually wearing school uniform. Hero uniform includes a black Cape with under it being a black mechanical suit that is bullet and elemental proof, boots are sharp and steel toed resembling a wolf's paw, wears a head mask that looks wolfish as well in the front but in the back of the mask has fur in the back (look towards some reference of the princess mononoke headgear) (not completely like a wolf but sorta resembles one), the mask also helps with muffled hearing and sight because I am sensitive to those things.

Traits I look for S/O: Empathetic, kind, cooperative, someone who also finds comfort in darkness or the shade, someone that knows how to take things seriously but also having a humors side, trusting and loyal, someone that can work with others (I'm usually a loner but I try to work with others), someone that would at least like to have a relationship that includes physical affection (I am a touched starved peep-), I guess someone that works, likes, or even somehow resembles an animal, some that doesn't get angry easily and is patient, introvert an extrovert doesn't matter to be (I guess if I had to choose maybe someone in between the 2?), and I guess someone that just tolerates my presence and doesn't or call me a piece of shit.

Traits I cannot be around with a S/O: Anger...I can't be around angry people because they scare me to the point I become panicked, people that work towards apathy (I may be empathetic but with someone that can't or won't return the same comfort when needed, they exhaust me), untrusting, someone who is a dick to everyone except me (it just seems suspicious and hurtful), someone who is closed minded, someone that has joy in hurting other maliciously, someone who loves bright lights/areas/lives by the sun, guess someone who wants a 24/7 therapist (again it can become exhausted and I know how it is...it isn'tthat nice.)

Star sign: Capricorn (sun), Gemini (moon), Cancer (rising)

Personality type: INTJ, Lawful Neutral

HP House: Hufflepuff that isn't afraid to kickass

Fun facts!:

I'm somewhat of an animal whisperer

Obsessed with herbs and Crystals

I know it seemed edgy with my hatred towards light, but in all honesty the late does infact bother and irritate me, especially when it's hot

Intrested in the celestial and supernatural

I look at horror and nature documentaries

I've trained my dog to come when I howl

I guess if loving spicy food counts as a fun fact then count that in

Ehhhhh...switch sub-

cAndLe bOi-

I must apologize if this is a lot, I just wanted the matchup as accurate as possible, but again thank you for having the ask box open and I hope you have a good day!

Honestly while I read your description, all I could think of was Tokoyami!

I think it’s pretty obvious why?? You two share a lot of things in common. The two of you are very calm individuals, and I can see you both being voices of reason not only to the people surrounding you, but to each other as well. In a way, I think you can even tend to challenge each other and even push (to a healthy extent) the other to become the best version of themselves.

The VIBE you two have. It’s almost too good. And while Tokoyami isn’t affectionate in public, he’d be more than happy to indulge in your starvation for touch behind closed doors! Don’t tell anyone, but he’s a straight up cuddlebug. And I can totally see him digging the spiritual/celestial stuff?? Maybe he won’t actually know anything, but he’d be so hyped if you were willing to teach him omg I can totally see this as your go-to type of date, that’s so sweet 🥺

Songs!!

- Breathe (In the Air), Pink Floyd (I honestly see you and Tokoyami straight up vibing to Dark Side of the Moon like no other to be honest)

- In the Lap of the Gods, Queen

- Sense of Doubt, David Bowie (THIS VIBE IS SO DARK AND URGH I CAN SEE THIS AS A V I B E FOR YOU TWO - However, Neuköln could be a close second to portray this vibe!)

- Killing a Little Time, David Bowie

#mha matchup #mha #bnha #bnha matchup #tokoyami fukimage

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shadowlorddemon · 4 years

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Thomas Sides Mario AU belongs to @sugarglider9603

It was story-set of Super Mario Galaxy & Super Mario Galaxy 2 with fantasy mythology and star constellations plus references of twelve star signs and couple references of Greek myths.

But... I want to focus on Virgil as main protagonist here instead. With Logan, Roman, Patton, Remy and Bowceit as victim of kidnapping.

Through the storyline, there’s lot of references to Greek myths. (Idk why but I’m obsessed with Greek mythology)

The story went that Remy invites Sarcastic Bros and their prince boyfriends. Along Bowceit and his kids.

Remy want to show them his favorite planet that was filled of... dragons. Not just your typical dragons. These dragons are unique. (There’s a fucking dragon in Super Mario Odyssey. Why not having dragons in Mario AU too)

Remy: Hey! Let me show you my favorite planet that filled with dragons!

Virgil & Logan & Roman & Patton & Bowceit: DRAGONS?!?!??!!!

The dragons are called Star Dragons. These dragons are ‘born’ from the leftover of dead stars. (When the star went supernova).

When the ship lands on the planet called Contellstars and in the town called Gromeek the two first star dragons they meet is Pandora and Sirius, the sibling dragons.

Sirius is a light gray scaly dragon with orange, yellow and red spots that spattered across his chest, back and back legs. He bore a 5 feet wide leather dragon wings. He have white horn. (Like Impalas) He is stoic boy that rarely express his emotions to public. Only his sister can read him. His tail is club shaped tail.

Pandora have dark gray furry with dark purple and dark blue stripes on her back and tail. She bore 7 feet wide feather bird-dragon mixed wings. She have black horns. (Like Highland Cows) She is anxious but cheerful girl that can read her brother’s emotions. Her tail is spiked tail(three spikes on both sides of the tail).

Pandora: Hello, Remy! Brought your friends?

Sirius: Greeting.

Remy: you betcha! Everyone, Meet Pandora and Sirius. They are Star Dragons I told you about.

Patton: Oh my gawd! Sirius looks cool!

Roman: Yo. What kind name is Pandora?

Pandora: ...Rude.

After meeting star dragon siblings, they meet the dragon princess named Pavo.

Pavo is light green scaly with light blue underbelly. She bore five feet wide feather bird wings that have eyes shaped on each of her feather.(Pavo is the name of the star constellation that represents the peacock after all) She have yellow-green horns. (Like Bongo Antelope) She is peppy girl that like to move around a lot.(dance, fly, jump etc.) Her tail have a single long feather that is same with her wing feathers.

Pavo: Remy! My bestie!

She welcomed Remy first before she noticed Remy bought guests.

Pavo: is these cuties your friends?

Remy: Yup!

She then invited them to her castle which is typically medieval styled castle.

There, they meet the older brother of Sirius and Pandora; Pluto.

Pluto is a gray dragon with light gray under belly with two green spots on each side of his shoulders. He bore six feet wide scaly dragon wings. He have silver curly horns. (Like Kudu Antelopes) His tail have no distant features. He is a geeky boy that have interests in archeological. He wears a emerald green rimmed glasses.

Pluto notices that Pavo brings Remy and guests. He greets them, then asked for his siblings’ whereabouts. He then mentioned that he want to tell them about the stories that he found from the ruins nears the Stardew Valley. That catches Logan’s attention because he is a fucking nerd.

He would like to see the ruins.

Logan: Hey, Pluto? Can we come to the ruins with you?

Pluto: ???? You want to know about the ruins????

Other gets curious as well(except for Roman) and Pluto agreed to take them to the ruin after he finds his siblings.

Soon as he finds Sirius and Pandora, he takes the group include Remy and Pavo.(the star royalty have to go with the guests)

There they found bunches of ancient drawings of certain creatures and objects. Pluto begins to describe each drawing and tell the story behind the drawing.

Roman: Nerd.

Patton: Ro, be nice.

As he reaches the large drawing that features a large dragon with eight stars.

He begins to tell the story of Nova, the great star dragon that grants wishes to whom summons her with eight star stones.

Virgil: is he usually gets this excited about these old stuffs?

Pandora: yea. He does.

As Pluto finishes telling the story, a loud explosion sounds out from the outside of the ruins. Everyone runs out to see the antagonist.

The antagonist is a large black scaly dragon with golden underbelly and red stripe that runs from the back of his head to the tip of his tail. He bore 16 feet wide scaly dragon wings. His tail is two feet long blade(like a dagger). His name is Hercules. (I want to create a villain with unlikely name. I thought since I choose to use Greek mythology, why not use Hercules name? Yes I choose the Greek hero name for the antagonist. Sue me for want my fanfic to based on Greek mythology. Beside, a villain with heroic name? That’s little twisted in a way.)

Pavo looks pissed off when she see Hercules. She then called him out, stating that he shouldn’t be out of his prison.

Pavo: What the fuck, Hercules. You shouldn’t be here.

Hercules crackles manically. He then told her that he found a way out of his prison. Now he’s here to carry out his plan he had for long time.

Hercules: I would get Nova to grant me a wish I always want to have.

He then spotted new unfamiliar faces. He then decided to snatched them up. He summon bunches of five feet tall black griffins to snatching them.

Logan tried to protect Patton but both gets snatched up.

Roman draws his sword but it gets thrown off his hands when he clashed the sword with his own sword(dagger). He then gets snatched up.

Bowceit gets angry at Hercules and breathe fire at him. That didn’t affect Hercules but it angers him. He slammed Bowceit; knocked him out and grabbed him as well.

He grabs Remy which tries to protect the snakes kids. The kids gets grabbed as well. Only Bowceit Jr. escaped.

Pavo then ordered Pluto, Sirius and Pandora to get away and take Virgil with them as well. Pavo doesn’t want Virgil to get snatched. She unfortunately gets snatched.

Virgil: I don’t wanna to abandon them!

Pavo: You have to. Hercules is too dangerous to engage in battle with. Pandora, grab him.

Pandora just grabs Virgil by the hood and lift him up. (Bowceit Jr. end up running straight to Virgil and he just... pick him up and hold him close)

Out of three dragons, Pandora is faster than her two brothers so Pluto and Sirius ends up getting snatched.

Pandora: Bros!!!

Pandora takes Virgil and Bowceit Jr. to Remy’s ship.

Virgil is panicked. Bowceit Jr. was near to crying. Pandora joins Virgil’s panic time.

Virgil: Roman gets kidnapped! Lo gets kidnapped! Patton gets kidnapped! Even Remy and Bowceit get kidnapped!

Pandora: My brothers get kidnapped too. Princess is kidnapped as well. What the fuck should we do???

Bowceit Jr.: I WANT MY DADDY!!!

Soon Pandora calms down and calmed Virgil down.

She then explains that Hercules was probably trying to summon Nova. She tells him that Hercules is very dangerous to them for he won’t hesitate to kill others if they gets in his way. She then muttered about something about Andr-something. Virgil didn’t catch the rest.

She then asked him if he want to rescue others, he need to understand that it won’t be easy since they would likely to travel across the space. Virgil is little nerved by that fact but he is determined to save his brother and the princes along Bowceit. (They are on somewhat good terms here)

Junior(Bowceit Jr.) says he can help too.

Junior: I want save my daddy and my brothers and my sister.

Pandora and Virgil reclusively lets him come with him.

Pandora then tells him that she have ideas of whereabouts of eight star stones but Hercules would try to summon mythical creatures to stop us from sabotage his plans.

Virgil asked Pandora if she would came with him.

Pandora: ???? Of course??? I am not letting you go against Hercules and his summoned allies alone.

Virgil is relieving to hear that.

Virgil: Thank gods I am not alone in this like last time.

Pandora: you are absolutely insane for thinking that I won’t help you.

Somehow, they figured out how to pilot Remy’s ship. (Junior figures it out to Virgil and Pandora’s surprise)

Virgil: how did you know to drive a ship like this?!

Junior: I used to hijack daddy’s ships!

Pandora: I am almost afraid of you.

And their journey begins...

(The story will be launched in AO3 about mid-July, given or taken.)

#sanders sides #virgil sanders #roman sanders #patton sanders #logan sanders #mario au #dragon #deceit sanders #remy sanders #greek myths #star signs #greek myhtology #im obsessed with greek myths okay?!

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oveliagirlhaditright · 4 years

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I wonder what Riku and Kairi’s relationship is like, going off of what we know of them. We’ve seen a little about it, but not a lot.

They’re both adventurous and want to see other worlds, though Kairi in a more grounded way. She wants to always be able to come home... And since Kairi helped alert Riku to the existence of other worlds, he really appreciated her for this.

And I guess this is getting into some headcanon category... but since Kairi’s a pure light and Riku has some darkness in him, I could see them butting heads a few times and having some misunderstandings... but then always working it out and getting on the same page and having something wonderful there. Like, I’m reminded of a fanfiction a friend wrote where Kairi’s essentially The Little Mermaid and Sora’s Prince Eric (though in this version, most mermaids drown and eat people). And when Kairi saves Sora in this AU, Riku thinks she must be trying to kill him and he then tries to kill her. But she quickly lets him know that’s not the case and they become friends. And on the reverse, I could see a situation like this in an AU: Kairi - “Riku, you know I can be as sassy as the next girl. But telling everyone this teacher is a bitch is a little-” Riku - “Kairi, she said the Holocaust didn’t happen.” Kairi - “...You’re right. She’s a bitch.” IDK. But speaking of, I feel these two would be social justice fighters together.

And I get the sense that they really see each other, you know? I think they idolize Sora, and he idolizes them, but they really see who the other is.

They both canonically like to have fun at Sora’s expense and to tease him a lot.

I also imagine that, for whatever reason, they somewhat play off how much the other means to them... but when things get serious (KHII), they’ll of course show it. Basing that off of how Kairi seems to punch Riku in the arm in KHII at 41:46 - 41:50 here https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lX57itgJqhU&list=PL5bkYBlFL9xe9dk4RJgwUuLIDf8fFUkvn&index=24&t=2780s.

They both definitely believe in each other...

They’re both protective of each other. We see Riku protecting Kairi quite a lot, and she wants to learn to fight so he and Sora won’t be the only ones getting hurt.

I think that Riku believes in Kairi’s ability to fight, and is okay with her doing so, probably before Sora. He, like his manga self, might also think Kairi’s the strongest of the three of them, for all the emotional turmoil she’s had to endure.

And in the KHII manga, Kairi tells Riku to not be such a sourpuss when he’s being negative about something (though the official translation tone that line down some), and I could see the two of them having conversations like that. IDK.

They both also want to protect Sora, etc.

Feel free to add things here, if you guys want.

Edit: I think they’re both pretty forgiving of each other, too.

Edit 2: They’re both also sassy butts. The entire Destiny Trio can be, really.

And both of them are pretty active. They want to fight... but even before that, they lived on this island--and loved to go to this athletic/play part--so, yeah: both active.

And when they were kids, at least, Sora, Riku, and Kairi all loved to draw on the cave walls. And there’s that one drawing where Riku is fighting this dragon to protect Kairi, while Sora’s hanging back and shielding her. LOL. They probably played games like that.

#kh #kingdom hearts #riku #kairi #rikai #kaiku #I also think it's pretty canon that Riku had a crush on kairi in khi #and I also think that. even though she chose sora in the end. the narrative wanted you to think she could have chosen riku #so she may have had a bit of a crush on him in khi too #also on the protecting side... riku like sold his soul for kairi in khi #and I definitely think kairi more than accepts him using the darkness for good of course

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skyystars · 4 years

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oc info about all my ethermourne stuff below the cut, if anyones interested! it is. a lot.

edit: after writing this what the fuck thats so much- if you have any questions about them please dont hesitate to ask but i would not blame you if you took one look at this post and ran HSJDFH there’s like 35 listed and thats still not all of them. zoinks

ethermourne is your typical dnd esque world. theres two kinds of people in the world, commonfolk and enchanted, and enchanted are people that can use various forms of magic. in the current story, a secret underground rebellion is going on against the kingdom, in order to free enchanted and bring justice to the world. theres a million and one characters here so bear w me. all characters belonging to my friends are marked with a *

on the black rock pirate ship,

captain shining - a fierce and protective leader. human. she’d do anything for her crew. commonfolk. damn near unstoppable with a sword. lifelong partner to orion ethermourne

johnathan bramwell - the first mate. human. quiet and reserved but goofy when he opens up. storm mage. lover of the sky- hates being in crowded areas on land. intelligent, loves to read and write letters. eventual boyfriend to nordwood thatch

aspen* (no lastname i dont think?) - boatswain. human. somber and stoic, a bit detached. big on family. half blind. ice mage. acts as a father figure to delphi

calvin - carpenter. old soul. human. does a lot of the heavy lifting for the ship. excellent storyteller. fire mage. usually brings some sort of wisdom or moral to someone on the ship.

nellie - cooper. human. misses her family, but has a heart of gold for the ship. scottish- often times hard to understand. ability to turn invisible. has a crush on tobi

galen* - doctor. timid and polite. wants to help people, will sacrifice his own health and safety to look after someone else. human(?). necromancer. arrived on the ship with enmea and quickly became like a brother to kaido

delphi - gunner. a young girl, easily excitable and a bit of a romantic. human. looks out for the people her age on the ship, acts sisterly to them. able to read a few moments into the future.

kaido - navigator. young, free spirited, reckless. human. flight and telekinesis. eager to fight or find adventure. causes trouble. protects enmea like a younger sister, and is looked after by galen, who he eventually accepts as an older brother.

enmea* - powder monkey. goblin, steals and bargains with the crew for fun but never means any real harm. witty and sarcastic. illusion and misdirection magic. especially loves to bother bramwell and nordwood with her antics.

faine* - cook. satyr. loves to be the life of a party. has lived many years and mostly achieved peace but like, loves to dick around. plantaemancer. has a big crush on aspen.

nordwood percival thatch* - bard. half sun elf. cocky, expensive tastes, confidence, and flirty. magic can summon figures of light/magic to do his bidding/can impact emotions of people in vicinity. hopelessly in love with bramwell.

on land,

artemis ethermourne - the king of the empire. sun elf. main antagonist. commonfolk. younger brother of orion and husband to rietta

orion ethermourne - original leader of the rebellion. sun elf. warlock (jack of all trades), considered one of the most powerful of his time. was publicly executed by his brother when caught. left apprentice muriel in charge. partner of shining.

muriel becker* (murr) - aasimar enchanted. missing his halo due to an incident he doesnt mention. wants to become skilled in magic and art. raven symbolism- along with having his own companion raven, keeha. very tired and stressed. secretly dating amaris.

amaris hayles* (mars) - hunter/scout, commonfolk. drow/moon elf. dry humor, but a lot goes over his head. responsible and caring, looks out for much of the rebellion. doesnt talk much. dating muriel.

chevel troubleice - inventor, commonfolk. human. low self esteem but he’s Trying. interested in alchemy and learns more about magic through his teacher, murr.

evercon archer - enchanted rebel scout. wood elf. air magic. considers himself a loner. nomadic, feigns a know-it-all attitude. doesnt like cities. under technical responsibility of amaris. eventually falls for woodrow.

tuka archer - enchanted rebel worker. wood elf. fire mage. responsible for helping safe travel for other through the woods. fur trader. big social personality, loves people and doesnt care too much what anyone thinks of him. brother to evercon and eventual lover to phinehas.

phinehas* - aasimar. i assume hes enchanted but now im actually not... sure....???? omg. anyway he’s soft, kindhearted and a poet. loves to write and is into theater. level headed for the most part. in love with tuka, ex of murr but on good terms!! theyre still friends

woodrow jace andes* - enchanted tiefling bard. extremely sad but makes jokes to cope. sad jokes. the kind that make everyone else uncomfortable. necromancer. lives in a fucking dragon skeleton which is kind of badass. is embarrassingly soft for evercon.

vaughn hayles* - moon elf. idk if he’s enchanted or nah. protector, guardian, soft spoken. looks after a village, family means a lot to him (despite being unmarried). amaris’ dad.

elena bramwell - human, commonfolk, deceased. was small and determined. bram remembers her fondly, and recalls that she enjoyed music and dance, as well as having a talent for making flowercrowns and storytelling. bramwell’s mother.

tobi* - tavernkeep. commonfolk. he is liddol and irish and knows how to play the banjo. has a massive crush on nellie. i love him dearly

on the sundancer pirate ship,

captain sylvan skybridge - enchanted human. light magic. is very tired but patient with his crew. false confidence has kept him going for almost a decade and hes not stopping now. only slightly concerned about... everyone on his ship

paige* - first mate. commonfolk witch, able to just barely cast spells and enchant objects. jack-of-all-trades, cunning, and incredibly clever at problem solving. mothers the crew if anyones in need. has a crush on michael.

michael grey* - doctor. commonfolk? enchanted? we just don’t know. a little disillusioned with reality. can see ghosts and has a small gang that follows him everywhere. sylvan and paige are the only crew members hes vaguely familiar with. has a crush on paige. **note: michael has 4 ghosts that follow him but im not listing them here just yet hh

ashton everett* - gunner. commonfolk human. fearless, exhausted of the shenanigans, genuinely just looking for a hot siren girlfriend and dismantling the monarchy.

oscar* - boatswain. chaotic, will start a fight- but hes pretty terrible at getting himself out of trouble. needs tucked in at night. inseparable from lew.

lew* - boatswain. calm, collected, used to oscar’s antics. helps take care of the ship, has a turtle.

rhubarb* - cook. human enchanted. plant powers. just trying to get along with everybody. don’t insult his cooking he’s trying his hardest. probably the oldest on the ship.

waverly* - enchanted human. like a bird selkie, can turn into a raven. spends a lot of her time this way. escaped from a traveling circus and joined the crew to help free others like her.

cloud* - siren. tried to bring down the sundancers crew to prove herself, failed miserably and ended up liking them all. flirts relentlessly but is god awful at it.

additional notes:

-some of them exist in a modern au, mainly involving bram/nord/mars/murr as a ghost hunting gang who always finds themselves in the wrong place at the wrong time. bram and mars form a brotherly bond over time. in modern au elena is discovered to be alive. vaughn winds up falling in love with her (it is very cute).

-i often draw sylvan and captain ryan of the silent requiem. this pirate ship belongs to my friend sept and is placed in her own world, so none of that crew is mine ;w; most of their shenanigans are in a crossover state where a very sylvan begs ryan to teach him what to do as a captain, and ryan looks after him like a son (though he’d fucken deny it). young syl is far too curious for his own good and gets into trouble a lot. sorry dad

creds: galen, aspen, enmea, faine, nord, murr, mars, tobi, phinehas, woodrow, vaughn, and paige are all characters that belong to my friend bee. michael grey belongs to my friend jake. ashton belongs to my friend rueben. oscar and lew belong to my friend kenzie. rhubarb belongs to my friend pasta. waverly belongs to my friend cal. cloud belongs to my friend sara.

#ethermourne #blackrock pirates #sundancer #jesus christ thats a lot

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pharaohsparklefists · 6 years

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How about some Trauma Time~~? It’s part 2 of Episode 116, wherein so far, Noah has really pissed me off and Kaiba has...

Fallen down.

So Noah has a brainwashed Mokuba on his side and Yugi had reminded Kaiba that he, Yugi, got through to brainwashed!Jounouchi by reminding him VERBALLY of their bond, and suggests Kaiba does this. Kaiba mentally corrects this to “remind him of our bond ... with a card in this card game” and silently pulls cards for two full turns hoping to get a card that might remind Mokuba of their bond, but does ABSOLUTELY NOTHING ELSE to facilitate this process and is about to fucking lose and die. Yugi is a patient person who believes in letting people come to their own emotional growth, but apparently there’s a limit to the amount of card-game-related stubborn self-sabotage even he will put up with because he finally just yells at Mokuba himself...

“DOES THIS SEEM OKAY TO YOU???”

amazingly, this works way better than Kaiba’s strategy of Try Absolutely Nothing At All!!

“god can you imagine if his actual brother had even slightly tried to get through to him? this bullshit wouldn’t be working at all!”

But lo! Kaiba is back on familiar ground! Yugi is succeeding at something and that means Kaiba wants to oUTDO HIM! He finally, fucking FINALLY, starts using his mouth-words to make his feelings be on the outside instead of the inside so Mokuba might actually fucking become cognisant of them

WAS THAT SO HARD you poor traumatised disaster?

He remembers back to the day Mokuba sent him the trading cards - which he immediately dismisses as “trash” by the way in case you’d forgotten that lil tidbit! - and drew him a picture of the Blue Eyes White Dragon that he would someday own. possessively. and almost kill an old man for. but whatever.

</3 For all his brave talk and bitter stubbornness, Kaiba admits aloud here that he came very close to giving up, in the “hell” that was the Kaiba mansion under Gozaburo’s reign, and that it was Mokuba’s love and loyalty and questionable card design skills that kept him going.

Now that he’s started with the emotional unloading, it’s like ten years’ worth all come out at once.

This is such a touching and sweet and vulnerable expression and I really REALLY thought he was going to say “that someday we’d get through it together...” or “that I would always look out for you like you looked out for me...” or even “that as long as I had you I’d never give up...” or something but NOPE he says “that someday I would own the REAL Blue Eyes White Dragon AHAHAHA” like o.kay. buddy you are the emotional equivalent of a fire in a nuclear containment facility honestly sort your entire shit out.

THEN he says

oh honey. If there was ever a line that summed up “Seto Kaiba is a traumatised teenage boy play-acting his idea of an adult corporate executive” it would be this. “Which of these trading cards is the one that the most powerful adult would own?” is such a FUNDAMENTALLY flawed question! It’s like asking “which Spiderman lunchbox would mark me as the most grown-up person?” or “which teddybear really tells people I’m a serious, ruthless person?”. Nothing you buy or own makes you a “real man” or a grownup, and this particular thing is a genre of item that isn’t even associated with being an adult or a man or powerful! At least if you want to go down this ill-conceived route, go for fast cars or expensive watches.

And he doesn’t just say it, he really runs with it as a theme!

“Can anyone really deserve a trading card?”

He draws again, real last-chance high-stakes emotionally-vulnerable shit, you know how it is, and...

... he’s so nervous his eyes are closed and he cracks one open to squint at it!! So fucking cute!!

Did he draw the One Card he needed on the It All Comes Down To This Last Draw last draw? I’ll let you DRAW your own conclusions.

Okay so Noah has activated THREE Deck Master abilities and Kaiba FINALLY activates his and I DON’T KNOW WHAT IT IS. He literally says this, then says “Dimension Dragon counts as two sacrifices” then summons the Blue Eyes and idk if that IS Kaiser Sea Horse’s Deck Master Ability or if that’s just an ability of Dimension Dragon and anyway, colour me Very Underwhelmed compared to Noah’s fucking monstrosity-boat.

Kaiba does his very bestest Magical Girl / Marilyn Monroe Standing Over A Grate impression, and summons the -- you know what, you can figure it out.

Over the course of this rather weird emotionally open monologue from Kaiba, which culminates in this Duel Monsters move, Mokuba has been remembering his sealed memories, including...

Being really really fucking tiny apparently if that’s supposed to be the same exact Duel Monsters card sized drawing of Blue Eyes that he sends Seto, which it is otherwise identical to. Like what the fuck?

If the width of that page is the width of a standard YGO card, 59 mm (no I didn’t know that off the top of my head) then Mokuba’s head and chest are about that wide at the widest and if we look at his whole body...

and those lines are ~6 cm, I’d estimate he’s less than 30 cm tall (11.8 inches, Americans), which is the length of a standard school ruler. A newborn baby is considered within the “normal” range if they’re 46 - 56 cm long/tall so Mokuba is depicted here as being slightly smaller than a premature newborn infant. So there’s your unsettling YGO calculations for the day.

Anyway pixie!Mokuba is also hallucinating WILDLY and imagines the dragon coming out of his drawing and flying off with Mokuba on her back...

which is just about as classic an escapist fantasy as they come. Seto - smiling, affectionate, big-brother Seto - materialises behind Mokuba on the dragon

and they fly off into the imaginary sunrise...

And real life (well, okay, not imaginary, present day, virtual reality) Mokuba comes fully back to himself with no or vague idea of what exactly the fuck.

Kaiba just has Emotions(tm) in a not very coherent manner, Jounouchi just screams at him to get away from Noah, and only our intrepid robotic monkey hero, Honda Hiroto, actually answers the fucking question!

However, the manner of delivery of this news CERTAINLY raises more questions than it answers for poor Mokuba.

#Yu-Gi-Oh!#sparklefists watches ygo #episode 116 #seto kaiba #Mokuba #Noah #nerd herd #yugi #Jounouchi Katsuya #Hiroto Honda

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