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The Gift That Keeps on Giving - Part 3
AO3 | Part 1 | Part 2
Eddie and Robin, and maybe even the security guard, can likely hear how loud his heart is beating in his chest. He says it with such conviction, hoping that Eddie will know why heâs here, why he came despite his cryptic sign off.Â
Eddieâs eyes close and he takes a deep breath. âDid I ruin everything?â He skates a hand through his already tousled hair. âI knew I was coming on too strong. Kept reminding myself you had a boyfriend, but my dumb heart didnât seem to care.â He puts a hand on his chest and leans further into the doorframe in a mock swoon.Â
Despite the dramatics, those big doe eyes stare nervously back at him. âYou did ruin everything.â Eddie winces. âBut he ruined it worseâŚor we both ruined it? It doesnât matter. Itâs over.â
Robin snorts. âWhat heâs trying to say is that idiot was a cheating bastard, but it didnât matter because Steve was already halfway in love with you when he found out.âÂ
âRobin,â Steve whines and nudges her with his hip. She nudges back and gives him a pointed look.
âThat asshole cheated on you? After everything you did for him?â Eddieâs riled up now, pushing off the doorframe, chest puffed up like a lion ready to pounce.Â
âAlright, down tiger,â Robin pats his shoulder, holding him in place. âThey were both over it. No harm done.â She steps back and looks at Steve with that knowing smile that he both loves and fears. âBesides, did you miss the halfway in love with you part?âÂ
Eddie sputters for a minute while Steve tries not to sink down into the floor from embarrassment. âN-no,â he shakes his head, his tangled mess of hair a flurry of movement, âI did not miss that. And I will address that, but,â and he looks at Steve now with an intensity that he knows all too well from watching his music videos, âare you alright?â
âIâm fine, Eddie.â Steve shuffles a bit closer. âBy the end, we were barely talking. I was so consumed with messaging you, I forgot why I started it all in the first place. I pushed him away and into someone elseâs bed, but it didnât matter.â He pauses and looks down at his feet, toeing at the floor with his sneaker. âDo you know what I felt when I caught him in bed with someone else?âÂ
When Steve looks up, Eddieâs just patiently waiting for an answer, even though his lips are twitching like he desperately wants to make a snide comment.Â
âRelief,â and the same feeling washes over him saying it now. âI was so torn up about how into you I was and how much I ignored him. And then the tickets show up after I wrote you off and tried to forget about you. But you still did that for me, even after I just walked away with no explanation.â
âYou didnât do anything wrong, sweetheart,â Eddie insists. âYou donât owe me anything.â
âNo, I did. I do. Because all I could think about at the end was you. And even when I tried to stop, you were everywhere. We hadnât even met, but you were in my car when I turned the stereo on. In my bed when I wanted to doom scroll at night and your picture popped up first on my feed. On my tv when I pulled up youtube because Iâve watched every music video hundreds of times. I couldnât get you out of my head.â
âI am pretty annoying like that.â Eddie smirks.Â
âI didnât know those tickets would bring us back here to you. I just wanted to see you on stage and get a taste of what I was seeing through my screen. I had no idea that I would have an opportunity to tell you any of this. But, thank you. You didnât have to help or respond.â
âIâm glad I did.â Thereâs a dopey grin on his face now. It lights up every corner, and Steve wants to stay here and memorize every laugh line and the curve of his lips. Itâs all he can do to keep his hands to himself and not launch himself at Eddie right here.Â
âCan you guys kiss and make this official now?â Sometime in the last minute, Robin has taken out her phone and sheâs holding it up to record them. âHow much do you think I can sell this for? Can you put on the hat before you do, really sell it? Oooh, is there mistletoe somewhere? This hallway is really not selling the vibe.âÂ
Steve bats the phone out of view while Robin cackles. âThis is not about vibes! Donât you dare post that online, Rob.âÂ
She backs away and tries to hide behind the security guard stationed beside Eddieâs door. He looks like he���s trying not to get involved, but heâs doing a poor job at hiding his amusement. Â
âEt tu, Hopper?â Eddie asks, poking the guy in a meaty bicep.Â
âServes you right, Munson.âÂ
Robin fist bumps Hopper now that sheâs got him on her side. âIâll give you a cut of the profit.â
Part 4
#stranger things#steve harrington#eddie munson#steddie#christmas#katie writes#just one more part after this
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I don't want to regret the way I lived
#my art#jujutsu kaisen#jjk#fanart#jjk fanart#jujutsu kaisen fanart#yuji itadori#gojo satoru#nobara kugisaki#nanami kento#choso kamo#junpei yoshino#jjk leaks#jjk spoilers#jjk manga spoilers#this idea started as a 2 part series . then my braincells decided to spark and supplied 7 PAGES#'did you sleep hina' no#ws looking up mentally stable things like 'who has died in jjk' smh i love my hyperfixation media im sooooo glad so many ppl r DEAD#i *could* have included more ppl but i think this is a good crew. this is a yuuji emotional support crew#also Was gna include his grandpa final panel but i Did Not Want To#he is implied through th dialogue#side note i donot like how i cn see this scenario playing out . ..yuuji this isnt ur stop u r monopoly voice Just Visiting ok >:(#anyway I broke my own heart with this and ik i hyped it up a lot but i hope that its not just me...#hope i did not hype it up fr nothing and no one else finds it devastating :((((( that would b humbling in the worst way#pls ...join the happy party train.......i hate it here i suffered pls :<<<<#also !!!! colours in this !! i cooked i fear . adding th first bit of warm hitting yuuji's face after th first 2 panels....#ive never had that kind of experience while drawing before it was wild . painful ! but wild.#the whole transition from p 2->3 might b the most emotionally moving piece ive ever made to me#not 2 sing my own praises tho i will shut up ! i wil. nap
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I HATE how this turned out WITH A PASSION.
#art#fanart#my art#original art#splatoon#splatoon art#splatoon fanart#Splatoon fan art#Iâm stressed#Splatoon Marie#Marie splatoon#Marie#marie cuttlefish#Splatoon Marie fanart#squid sisters#hypno Marie#hypnomask marie? bc Callie is hypnoshades idunno ugh#Iâm gonna rip my eyes out with a spoon this is so awful I HATE THE CLOTHES#I COULDVE DONE BETTER#one thing I do love though is my art style and more especially the shading part#ugh eating my shading#Iâm noticing that I didnât shade some parts lmfao but itâs part of my charm#some things are better left unfinished <3 because I have adhddddd#oni masks oni masks oni masks oni mask oni teeth oni teeth teeth teeth teeth teeth teeth teeth teeth teeth teeth te#donât ask me why Iâm so obsessed with teeth I do not know myself. I just am.#labeling this as âsomething I did when I was bored after having a crisisâ because those are usually not that good.
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The Allegiance of the Ascended Vampire and the New God of Magic
#bloodweave#baldur's gate 3#bg3#gale x astarion#astarion x gale#gale dekarios#astarion ancunin#yes this is about astarion helping gale defeat mystra and take her place with the crown in exchange for gale helping him with the ritual#the âthey can make each other worseâ part of their relationship turned to the max#I enjoy them being reluctantly soft for each other more but from time to time I just think about how powerful they could get together#toxic evil boyfriends. take love and twist it up until itâs unrecognisable#I like to think that astarion approached gale with that offer after realising no one else in camp is gonna help him#and that he can use gales own hunger for power which backfired when astarion actually became emotionally invested in gale#and after gale kept his word despite everyoneâs concerns astarion changed his plan from not fullfilling his end of the bargain to actually#helping gale kill mystra (mostly so that gale could belong to him and him alone. and letting him take the place as a god bc having a god#at you beck and call is definitely appealing. especially one as eager to please as gale)#anyway what I want to say with this is please please please let me kill mystra i donât even care if the weave gets destroyed again
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fionna and cake drawings before and after watching the episodes so far. itâs nostalgic and somehow cathartic and poignant and relatable andâit just started
#iâm part of the demographic where i was a kid when adventure time started and now watching fionna and cake as an adult makes me emotional#because did they keep us in mind when writing fionna and her attitude towards life#the dissatisfaction#the hoping for something more#something more magical than this dreary life filled with working to live and living to work#itâs so reflective of how life feels for me and perhaps many of us#and also Simonâs episode was so sad but so well thought out#exploring his feelings after the events of the adventure time finale is something Iâm glad we get to see#there were already so many layers to his character in AT but now it feels like we get to dive deeper#I also felt emotional hearing Rebecca Sugar singing and writing a song that encapsulates his feelings so well#đ itâs been awhile seeing her work exist alongside these characters#and all of these emotions get stronger because I remember AT being the one to inspire me to be a storyboard artist#when I was younger I used to follow many of the board artists here in tumblr and would get so inspired by them#to create simple but powerful boards that can capture the feelings of characters so well#Rebecca Sugarâs songs for the AT characters inspired me so much too#Iâm sorry this is long Iâm just feeling so many things experiencing all of this again as an adult#my art#fanart#adventure time#fionna and cake#fionna the human#cake the cat#simon petrikov
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Do you have any final theories/desires for Book 7 Part 12?
(slamming fists on table) I DEMAND MORE CHE'NYA
#art#twisted wonderland#twisted wonderland spoilers#twisted wonderland episode 7 spoilers#twisted wonderland book 7 spoilers#twisted wonderland episode 7 part 12 spoilers#twisted wonderland book 7 part 12 spoilers#to be fair i am always in a state of lowkey wanting more che'nya#let him crash cater's pizza party!!!!#i wanna see cater skateboard up that big ol' tower to slam some za with a neon purple cat#truly this is the most radical dream yet#golly. i do try not to speculate too much but the 3-part split has me VERY intrigued#like yeah it most likely is just because hearts has a lot of boys#so it's probably cater and one of adeuce -> trey and the other adeuce -> riddle#but i am curious what's gonna happen after riddle's dream. because we'll have the party all together#and we gotta segue back into malleus somehow...#man i was wondering if the subchaptering of the subchapters was a one-off or if it was gonna be a consistent thing from here on#i guess we're gonna be getting smaller but more frequent drops from now on?#i am into that (keep up the hype!) but i'm surprised that it'll be happening just...around other events#main story has become unstuck in time and is just floating around the schedule now#we're gonna be locked in battle with cater's subconscious while deuce is over there in a parallel timeline trying on crop tops#makes me wonder what's going on in that production schedule...#lemme see those gantt charts twst
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âDream Blooms
"I've seen you there, before."

This fic was born from watching Sylus's Abyssal Blossom card and watching my heart break into a million pieces. It hurt, but then I realized you know who hasn't been hurt by it? Sylus.
Based on the prevailing theory/my headcannons that the Abyssal Blossom card was just a dream, brought on by MC's yearning for a normal, quiet life after the events of Beyond Cloudfall chapter 7.
Synopsis: Sylus invites himself over to take care of you while you're sick. You tell him about a pleasant dream of yours and proceed to break his heart. (Or, you dream of something you've dreamt before, and Sylus hears about it for the first time.)
Contains: Spoilers for Sylus's Beyond Cloudfall myth and the Abyssal Blossom card, Sylus x MC/reader, gender neutral MC/reader, angst/hurt (the comfort will come later), current timeline Sylus & MC
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âI had a strange dream again.â
âAnother one, sweetheart?â
Sylusâs voice is a soft murmur above you. You open your blurry eyes to a darkened room and a pleasantly warm body under you, wrapped around you. Your head feels as hazy as the moonlight filtering in from the cloudy night sky through the window. Half-awake and half asleep, you can still feel the sensations of your dream like phantom memories. You hum an affirmation, shaking off the vestiges of a medicine-induced sleepiness.
Youâre not quite sure how you found yourself in this position: sprawled out on your couch, nestled between a warm blanket and an even warmer Sylus, breathing in the scent of him through your admittedly stuffy nose. The last thing you remember was you laying collapsed on your bed, trying to convince yourself that youâre not sick, youâre just tired from a long week at the Hunterâs Association, and to muster up the energy to find something to eat. And then, suddenly, there was Sylus, filling your doorway as he had filled every part of your life, your thoughts, and now your dreams.
Youâve been having more of those recently, ever since you absorbed the power of another Aether Core almost a year ago. Reality intertwining with illusions, the people in your life woven intricately into a tapestry of dreams. Fragments of memories, glimpses of things that could never be, or never was. Flashing scales underneath glistening waves. Zayne, in a flowing robe youâve never seen on him before, but looked so right on him. A silent forest, illuminated by starlight. You would wake up yearning for something just out of reach, hands outstretched to capture the essence of something that slips, incorporeal, through your fingers.
This dream was gentle, though. And this time, your hands didnât need to reach far to grasp the heart of your dreams.
âYou were in it this time, Sylus.â
âOh?â he says, sounding intrigued. âDo tell, kitten.â
You hear him place something on the coffee tableâhis phone, probablyâhis attention shifting solely to you. He carefully moves to his side, extricating himself from under you, a large hand propping his head up so he can fully face you.
The soft moonlight illuminates on his face, throwing it into relief. Silvery hair threaded with shadow, a pale complexion half shrouded in darkness, eyes like banked hearths warming you with its glow. Through the haze of your fever, you can almost envision what you saw in your dream. You lift a hand pat his soft hair, as if searching for something that wasnât there, before trailing your fingers down the side of his face.
âYou had something on your head.â No, not exactly on his head. You canât quite remember. The you in the dream was certain that the something was more a part of him than anything else. You frown slightly. The more you strain to remember the details of it, the more awake you became, and the more it danced out of your grasp. âSomething sharp and twisting. Rough. It was beautiful, though. You were beautiful.â
Sylus stares at you with wide eyes you couldnât decipher in your current state. Thereâs a spark of something foreign in his eyes.
âAnd?â he urges on, his deep voice uncharacteristically eager to your ears. He reaches to grab the hand that was holding his face, pressing it gently to him. His thumb rubs against the back of it in small soothing motions. âCan you tell me more about this dream of yours, kitten?â
You grasp at the cotton inside your head, stuffy from sleep and sickness. It takes so much effort, to tease apart the strands and find the wisps of fading dreams. It doesnât help that you were also fighting off the drowsiness. You try, though, to give him what heâs asking for, as he always does for you.
âWe were standing in a lovely field of flowers. They were breathtaking, Sylus. Such a vivid, dazzling red. There was a black spire in the distance, I think.â The spire had stood tucked away in the backdrop of rolling hills, but it was a small detail your mind was stuck on for some reason.
Thinking about that spire again, your mind can almost conjure a clear image of your dream. A lingering feeling of dĂŠjĂ vu washes over you, settling heavy on your chest. Youâve dreamt this before; you feel this with every bone in your body as an unshakeable fact. Youâve seen this obsidian spire before, this sprawling flower field. You know with startling certainty that youâve had this exact dream before. But when you try to recall when, the feeling dissipates and leaves behind only a phantom sensation and an absence in your memory you cannot comprehend.
Sylus watches as you shake away the remnants of dĂŠjĂ vu. Your brow furrows. Youâve come to be accustomed to his intense stares through the months youâve known him, but this one was⌠strange. It was as if he was trying to look deep into the fabric of your soul, even without the use of the Aether Core in his eye. His face remains a blank and indecipherable mask, leaving you with no indication of what heâs thinking of. You wanted to know what was going on in that unfathomable mind of his.
Longing. Trepidation. Yearning, a yearning that aches and makes you want to answer its call. You become distantly aware of emotions trickling into you that werenât your own. You didnât realize you were resonating with Sylus until he severed it, the hand holding yours shifting to catch your wrist instead. He leans down to brush his soft lips against it before letting your hand rest gently on your stomach.
âHow about you recover from your fever first before you use your evol, sweetie.â He laughs softly, the red-gold brilliance of your evols intertwined fading from your hands.
âOh, sorry.â
His presence in your mind and by your side was so natural that you werenât even aware of when you began resonating with him. It seemed like your body responded to your desires even while your mind lagged behind. That brief glimpse into him enabled you to decipher that emotion in his eyes, though you struggle to make sense of it.
It was hope.
âNever apologize to me. What else do you remember?â he asks quietly, before you can puzzle over it further.
You close your eyes, willing the memories of the fleeing dream forward. The golden light of a setting sun. The crisp cold of mountainous air. The feeling of being the only two creatures in the world. And, inexplicably, the feeling of home.
âWe were up in the air flying, somehow, before we landed in that blossoming valley. It was unlike anything Iâve ever seen before. I felt like I was in a whole other world. When I turned around to look at you, I saw you sitting there amongst the flowers. Red, like shining rubies. Red like-â you pause, the words at the tip of your tongue. A silhouette appears in your mindâs eye, before it sinks back into the void.
âRed, like rich wine,â you finish, though you know thatâs not what you had wanted to say.
When he said nothing, you continued on. âI decorated you with those flowers. We were so carefree, unworried and relaxed. It was just us, no one else, in the valley that was our playground. I think I was teasing you, or maybe you were teasing me. You said something about seeing the other side of things, something taunting. We ended up play-fighting, rolling around and sending petals up in the air.â
You smile, the warmth of the dream enveloping you.
âIt felt so real.â You wanted it to be real, this lovely lush field and this gorgeous, monstrous Sylus.
Monstrous?
Startled out of your reverie, you blink open your eyes. No, there is nothing monstrous about Sylus. Not anymore, not since those first few nights that youâve met him so long ago. Shaking your head slightly to dispel the thought, you turn your head to glance at him, realizing he hasnât spoken in a while.
His eyes are closed, brows furrowed and drawn tightly together. Youâve seen this expression on his face before, briefly, when he struggles to heal a particularly nasty wound. His body is so tense when you reach out to him, muscles taut and rigid beneath your fingers. Youâre not quite sure heâs even breathing.
âSylus?â
At your prompting, Sylus sucks in a breath through his teeth and exhales. He opens his eyes and your breath catches. Rich garnet eyes glow in the darkness, twin wine-dark seas drowning in sorrow, regret. Agony.
It is so at odds to the sweetness of your recounted dream that alarm shot through you, temporarily driving away the sleepiness. Seeing the pain in his eyes unsettled you; it didnât belong on his face at all. Your sluggish brain tries to make sense of what you could have said to have garnered this reaction. Did you say something wrong? Your chest tightens at the thought of hurting him with your words, somehow. You begin to prop yourself up.
Sylus stops you with one gentle hand, pushing you to lay back down. He silently regards you, the silence between you stretching into something delicate.
There are so many things you want to say, to ask and to comfort. Sylus was never one to let his emotions show as openly as they are right now. You want to ask what was wrong, take back your silly little story if all it gave him was pain, even if you didnât understand why.
But through the jumble of your fever, all that came out of your tired mouth was, âIt was just a dream, Sylus.â
He quietly watches you for a few breaths longer. Slowly, he lifts a hand to gently caresses your cheek, holding you as if you were something as fragile as a memory. Leaning down, he brushes his lips against your forehead, soft as a butterflyâs wings, as the petals of a phantom flower.
âYouâre right,â he says, with a grief you cannot fathom.
âIt was just a dream, sweetheart.â His voice is barely a whisper. âIt can be nothing more than a dream.â
#love and deepspace#lads sylus#sylus x reader#sylus x mc#verridaiya's writing -#yay I did it wooo#second ever fic đ#time to write the other parts! which I'm so excited for#there will be comfort I swear#after... one more hurt. just one#I can't help myself#this fic is once again brought to you by: the emotional devastation of beyond cloudfall
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More Jason and Cass thoughts (sorry but also not sorry) but if I was magically given full control over DC and could write what I'd want obviously I'd make Cass Batman but I've been thinking of what sort of reaction and role Jason would have in response. I think I'd write his version of "Congrats on the new job!" as a test, involving the Joker and civilians and gangs and Red Hood and a ton of explosives. Bruce failed me, and now he's given up. You're his successor, let's see how you handle this dilemma that freaked him out so badly he threw a batarang into my throat rather than let me avenge my own death in front of him.
So obviously Cass will overcome the traps and the puzzles. That's the fun part to show how competent both of them are and sprinkle in little character moments as we go. But then we reach the emotional crux of the matter, probably laid out as some sort of saw trap because it's Jason. Here I am, a victim of murder. You say nobody dies tonight but I did, and I want the man who did it dead. Not only did Batman fail to avenge me but he failed to stop the Joker from going on to create even more victims. What right do you have to stop me from getting justice for myself? What right does this man have to life after what he's taken from me and from countless others? I'm not trying to kill a random stranger, I'm specifically demanding justice for my own death that I never got while I was gone.
There are two ways this could go. The straightforward route if I knew my time on this run was limited would probably be a pyrrhic victory like the ones Cass's og series was so fond of. Just like Bruce in utrh, she acts on instinct and saves the Joker (and Jason this time) . A win technically, but she fails the test. Jason is once again vindicated but with nothing to show for it. The story ends with Cass sending the Joker back to jail and going back to the batcave, where the old Robin costume looms judgementally, highlighting her failure. It would be the most fitting end given their character molds, all tragedy and conviction and unstoppable force meets immovable object etc.
However... I think the option I prefer would be a little different. Cass levelling with Jason, a killer talking to a murder victim. She has no right to stop Jason from getting justice, she has no love for the Joker but she knows any death she allows to happen like this would devastate her, just like that death row inmate long ago she tried to break out but ended up letting go once the family of the victim talked to her and demanded justice. I think... In this specific situation, she'd just be honest. Morally she has no right sure. Personally she just really really doesn't want anyone to die. Give her one chance, please. Let her try it her way. Not demanding, not lecturing or insisting, just... Please. Don't do this. Let me try another way.
And then what? Jason asks.
In the end a deal is struck. Cass will take the Joker and lock him up, ensuring he never harms anyone again while also trying to rehabilitate him. But the second she fails and he gets free, Jason kills him and she won't stand in his way. It's the kind of deal that leaves both of them mildly disgusted and dissatisfied with themselves, neither of them naturally creatures of compromise when it comes to this specific topic. But Cass is willing to do anything to avoid death and Jason did not expect the new Bat to be so... Flexible? Kind of? Of course maybe she won't actually hold up her end of the deal and when the Joker gets loose she'll try and stop Jason from killing him and he'll get his miserable vindication, but right now this is something strange and new and he's mildly confused and curious about where it will go. He doesn't believe in her ability to contain the Joker forever but he's willing to let her try because her reaction to that future failure interests him. She's given him a sword of damocles to hang above her head and he didn't ask for it or expect it. It's the type of power he never thought the Bat would just... Hand to him.
The conflict ends with neither of them fully winning or losing. They both don't really know what to feel about this.
The thing is, the second Cass let's Jason kill the Joker she's hanging up the mantle. She's staking the Bat on this, because it's always go big or go home with her when it comes to saving others, even someone like the Joker. In this magical universe where I have unlimited power, Cass would lock the Joker in a secret bunker and have Leslie Thompkins talk to him daily, mostly because I think her pacifism speeches and debates in the comics would make a fun contrast to the Joker's evil sadism. (But what about his rights? Doesn't he deserve a trial and to be held in a regular prison? I'm going to be honest I think Cass would be very comfortable bending the rules on this specific situation. Morally questionable but I'd have fun with it. She's going to let Leslie treat Joker like her personal pet project to save his soul because yes she wants him to change but also she's got a city to save every night so go crazy Leslie, have fun.)
And the Batman series would continue with Cass as the lead, new challenges and new antagonists and every twenty issues or so for the first hundred we'll cut back to the Joker briefly if his chats with Leslie can help highlight some thematic element of the current arc. But bit by bit he'd slowly fade away onto oblivion, maybe getting referenced every hundred issues or so until eventually no one remembers or cares about him because there's so much else going on. Meanwhile Jason's got a good thing going as Red Hood, primarily based in Park Row and a tentative ally on the occasion when their vigilante work aligns. Unlike Joker he's a much more frequent character in the comics, and after say 10 years (this is my magical fantasy universe Cass's batman run is going to last for a very long time alright) when people think of DC characters they think of Red Hood long before they think of the Joker.
Is any of this realistic? Right now of course not. It's why I'd go with the pyrrhic victory if I actually got the chance, because it would be the best way to tell the story in the larger context of the Bat narrative. But it's my fantasy DC editor and writer daydream and I'm going to dream big. They're never going to be normal happy siblings, their personal demons will never fully let them be free and the looming possibility of losing everything they currently have narrative wise if Bruce comes back as Batman will always be there. But it's maybe the closest to peace they'll ever get. Unsatisfying and tame compromise that probably violates several laws and ethical codes but whatever. Cass has never read the Geneva convention and Jason's not going to shed tears over the Joker. Let him die relevancy wise if not physically.
#dc#cassandra cain#batfam#dc rambles#Jason Todd#In terms of the larger meta narrative ultimately whether the Joker dies or gets locked up is irrelevant#But Cass will never be willing to just let someone die without trying to the very end to make her case for their life#And I think it's entirely possible Jason would reject her proposal and we're back to square one#But I think the two main reasons to me that he'd accept is one. Cass betting her career on this. She doesn't need to do that.#She could save the Joker and fail Jason's personal test and that would be that. Her actually reaching out#Being willing to risk something precious just to try and compromise with Jason. It would be more than he expected#From a family that he understandably believes he does not matter enough to#And secondly is the long term consequence of the Joker fading into irrelevancy while Jason maintains his prominence as a character#A reverse of his death where he was turned into nothing but a footnote and a memorial for Batman angst#While the Joker went on to gain even more narrative power as Batman's Greatest Enemy#Now he is nothing. And Jason is alive and a solid part of the mythos#It would take time obviously but ultimately from a Doylist sense to me it's the most satisfying resolution#Maybe after like 10 years Cass can die again briefly the Joker gets out and Jason gets to kill him to give Maps some fun Robin angst#But ultimately it's very important to me that if Cass becomes batman the Joker must become irrelevant#He's just not useful enough thematically to be worth his current narrative weight when she's running the show
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Dungeon Meshi: The RPG
#Dungeon Meshi#laios touden#marcille donato#chilchuck tims#senshi#animation#game dev diary#Please give a huge hand to my coding partner#who labored for over two weeks to figure out how to implement reaction animation for the battle icons.#You may also notice that I updated the battle portraits from my previous post! New and (mostly) improved!#The death screens were not changed because I didn't think they'd get used for this video.#But Chilchuck getting one-shotted and leaving due to this being outside of his pay? Accidental comedy gold.#The full sprite (I didn't realize the bottom third would be hidden) says: âNOT PAID FOR THISâ#And yeah he's smoking. He gets a smoke break as part of his contract. Let a guy have his vices. He's teetering on a divorce.#Dungeon Meshi would be a fun rpg in theory but it would need to have immersive mechanics like cooking and foraging.#And hunger and fatigue and other status effects.#A slightly more lighthearted fear and hunger sort of game.#But that is for some other fan to do. This is just a fun tech demo for us to learn RPG maker!#So...with this mini-project concluded#we now have a foundation we can pass over to our actual game!#Next game dev post will be some game assets (probably busts and battle icons for the main party)#And after that! Most likely some more sprite sheets (I have made a few more since my first attempt)#Thank you for everyone who has been rooting us on since I started talking about this project. It means a ton B'*)
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Palestinian freedom fighters breaking out of Gaza and reclaiming their occupied territories. Theyâve taken over israeli tanks and have chased out the settlers that were on that land. Theyâve launched rockets everywhere and the iron dome has failed to intercept. This is about to mark a momentous event in history.
From the river to the sea, Palestine will be free.
#free palestine#it feels so surreal and so shocking#thereâs so much hope but so much fear#you just know theyâre about to retaliate with the genocide theyâve been planning for years now#i fear for my palestinian brothers and sisters but this is so fucking huge#they tore down part of the barbed wire fence!!!! the people of Gaza are breaking out!!!!#god thereâs so much more on twitter but i beg if you look do NOT look at non-palestinian sources#theyâre twisting the narrative as if this isnât retaliation for 76 years of torture#as if the israeli forces and settlers didnât kill 4 palestinians yesterday alone#as if they havenât killed nearly 300 palestinians this year alone#do NOT let the media trick you into thinking anything after will be a retaliation to an attack Palestine started#PALESTINE is the one retaliating#also if youâre gonna come in here with both sides or whatever sincerely block me and lmk so i can blokc you#theyâve already out out statements to leave children and the elderly alone so any middle aged fuckers are free to kill :)#which is fine since theyâve likely killed hundreds if not thousands of their friends and family and neighbors anyway#tag: important#fuck israel#gaza#tag: october 7 2023
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Was there any classes you had to take to be a storyboard artist? Iâm thinking of going into a field like that!
I took an online course (Not telling which one because their whole thing significantly dropped in quality over time)
and that was pretty much it. But to be fair - I had decent amount of experience of drawing comics beforehand. It helped significantly because I was already familiar with the concept of visual storytelling through composition and expressions.
I was like. CRAZY passionate about learning to storyboard so I was doing all the homework and watching aaall the lessons and then they were giving optional homework for people who wanted to really lock in and optional-optional little things that no one even expected us to draw. But I was making ALL of them. All the time.
So when the course ended my teacher was like goddamn you got a lot of energy in you huh? And he contacted one producer he knew and basically went "hey I have one student who has zero experience but will work and learn really hard"
And that producer went "Okay I trust you" and hired me without interview haha
#never regretted becoming a storyboard artist#it's the perfect job for my adhd brain#you draw fast. you draw a lot. the things you draw constantly changing#the mood is also constantly different. today I draw comedy. tomorrow I draw someone losing their parents. fun stuff#and another fun part#you literally can convert all the shows you're watching into experience#I never forget how after half a year of working at that studio my boss went#yeah you need to ease a little bit with your expressions and make them more fun#Here's a document. It has a â go watch Teenage mutant ninja turtlesâ in it. and a link#ahahah#oh also one of my producers kept sending me Naruto references to throw in the animatics#great job#fair warning - you will be expected to draw A LOT. And not just draw but also like. being creative constantly#if you like just being told what to draw and not thinking about it maybe you need to consider being an animator or layout/background artist
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GIW made a lot of mistakes and the biggest one was going against Young Justice part 2
part one is here
@whimsicalchaosgarden you asked to be tagged, sorry it took so long
Trigger warnings: mentions of experimentation and dehumanization (tell me if there is more appropriate way of phrasing it)
âSo,â Robin started, taking the voice recorder out of his utility belt. âIt'll probably be best if we get an explanation while making an accident report. This way we get it all over soonerâ
Everyone agreed with this idea, standing in the loose circle in the debriefing area to make it all feel more serious. They had limited time before the next batch of cookies needed to be taken out of the oven and there was no way they all wouldn't devolve into chaos when it happened. Mâgann knew from experience.Â
To make sure they wouldn't take too long and cookies wouldn't turn on the fire alarm (again) both she and Danny set a timer.
In the meantime they had to learn who actually attacked them earlier.
âPhantom do the honorsâ
Danny froze for a moment, looking like deer caught in the headlight before he asked in a bit squeaky voice:
âHow do I make an accident report?â
âJust say what happened but make it sound fancy,â Artemis explained.Â
âMake a mission report and we'll fix it along the way,â Kaldur proposed.
âAnswer âWhen? Where? Who was involved? What happened? What have you done about it?â without excessive use of puns to avoid Bat-lectureâ Robin helped, already in handstand.
âBat-lecture? Really Rob?â
âSo it's like lab report liteâ Danny said before Robin did anything more than squawk indignantly âAlright, I can do it. Do you have any set phrase to start? And which accident report is it, in the database?"
â44th⌠How about â[Hero name], reportâ? Sounds serious enough.â
Everyone agreed, so after a moment of silence Kaldur did the honors.
âPhantom, reportâ
Danny straightened, rolling his shoulders back and locked his eyes in the middle distance. It was a bit eerie how fast he went from relaxed and goofy to almost emotionless statue. Mâgann wished to never encounter it again, thank you very much.
âIncident report no. 45 made by Young Justice member Phantom, regarding an attack from earlier today, 26th April 20XX. The Young Justice Team, later referred to as the Team, went on a trip to an amusement park staying currently in the city of Happy Harbour. It was an activity meant to strengthen interpersonal relationships within the Team, previously green-lit by Red Tornado. Every member was in civilian attire as per protocol. Around 3:15 PM, after two and a half hours, the Team were disturbed by a group of ten armed people, recognized by member Phantom as belonging to Ghost Investigation Ward, colloquially known as GIW or Guys In White because of their uniforms. Later in the report the organization will be referred to as the GIW. Two shots were fired by the assailants, targeting but not reaching member Phantom. Members of the GIW were hostile but with use of humor and threat of legal actions, the Team managed to diffuse the situation before it endangered passerbys. Despite direct attack, none of the Team membersâ identities were compromised. Assailants left the confrontation with belief that Phantom left his ectoplasmic signature on an unrelated civilian. Agents refused to admit they were working for the GIW since its operations break a couple of laws of the state Rhode Island. Because of that, their appearance was reported to local law enforcement and taken care of. No injuries or damage to the city infrastructure were sustained other than two burns in the asphalt in the place of confrontation. Required follow-up with local law enforcement in civilian attire as victims of assault. End of reportâ Danny sighed, easing back into a more natural position. âThis good?â he asked, with a sheepish smile.
âPerfectâ
âHow are you so good at reporting? You didnât even know what to do a second ago? Thatâs just unfairâ
âI used to write my parentâs lab reports. Itâs pretty similar in formâ
âLab-â
âFollow-up to the report only, Kid-Flash,â Robin interrupted âPhantom. elaborate on who were the assailantsâ
Danny stepped back from himself again.
âGIW is a ghost hunting organization supported and accredited by the state government in Illinois, legally operating also in states Wisconsin and Ohio. Their goal is to catch and examine ecto-entities to learn more about their biology and ways to obliterate them. Obviously their plans for experimentation donât include consideration of ghostsâ well-beingâ
âDamn, thatâs messed upâ
âThey wouldn't catch a blob ghost if they tried,â Danny shrugged, though something was wrong with the gesture. She wasn't sure though, so she moved on.
âThen why were you scared?â Mâgann pressed on instead.
âMy parents⌠are, you know, prominent ghost hunters so when GIW opened we all got a tour around the whole building. The lab was⌠it made me imagine things I wished I had never thought aboutâ
âThey have labs? Like evil labs?â Robin perked up like a kid who just heard that Christmas came early. âHow could you hide it from us?!â he added, falling to hang on Danny's shoulder. He twirled a bit to catch the left one even though before he stood on halfaâs right side. Dramatic as always âConner, we have a birthday gift for you!â
âWhat does GIWâs lab have to do with my birthday?â
âThe potential!â Robin yelled, straightening for a better effect.
Everyone started laughing. Well, everyone other than Conner who just looked at them confused.
âHe probably wants to storm another lab, bring up nostalgia of our first meeting,â Kaldur calmed down just enough to explain.
âTell me you wouldn't like to punch an evil scientist,â Wally added, almost dropping to the floor.Â
âThis does sound niceâ
âAnd THIS is exactly the reason why I haven't told you all. Thanks for spoiling my surprise Rob,â Danny lied, though he did his best to sound truthful. He even projected some false mirth.
It would take much more to trick Mâgann though. She abruptly stopped laughing.
âYou're lying. Why actually haven't you told us?â she demanded maybe a little too harshly, but she was worried. Everyone froze for a moment, before turning to look at Danny.
âThey're all bark no bite, and aim worse than Stormtroopersâ, so I haven't considered them important enough to reportâ
Other's didnât know, of course, but Mâgann knew just how terrified Danny was during the confrontation and how echoes of that fear soured air around him even hours later.
Everyone did realize this explanation was a tone of bullshit though.Â
Apparently incredulous stares were enough of the response.
âYou and the Justice League have more important things to deal with than some shitty local lawsâ
âBullshit again,â Artemis burst her lips âThis is exactly what Justice League is forâ
âI already found people to help me lobby against themâ
âAnd why aren't we on the list?âÂ
Danny fell silent, not looking anyone in the eyes, which was quite a feat considering they had him in a half circle. Mâgann considered moving to his side to show her support. Stare down like that had to be quite stressful.
Why not actually. She stepped closer, and drew him in the loose side hug. Danny tensed, which wasn't abnormal for him. He usually relaxed in about thirty seconds, if he didn't, she'd let go.
âI didn't expect them to breach the containmentâŚâ
âEach of these lies is worse, you know? Like, insulting our intelligence level of worse,â Artemis interrupted once more, pinning him with her eyes alone âGive us truth or stop talkingâ
Danny raised his head to look back at Artemis and mimed zipping his mouth shut and throwing the key away.Â
âReally?â
Boy just shrugged, not breaking eye contact.
âAlright, let's move on to the next question, how did it get approved in the first place?â Wally interrupted, waving his hand between them. They both shook off like dogs fresh out of water.
âCouldn't you wait five more seconds until I won?âÂ
âHa! You wish Artemis. Though you could give us a momentâ
âI gave you literal agesâ
Danny snorted âSorry, I keep forgetting how impatient you areâ
âOh shut up, my brain is just faster than yours, you slowpokesâ
âSure, sureâ
âHe made a good point,â Kaldur said âThis shouldnât even pass. And even if, youâre legally a Metaâ
âNormal ghosts arenât and halfas being a thing is not exactly common knowledge among the livingâ
âIâll never get used to this distinctionâ
âI believe in you, Robâ
âWhat about âExtraterrestrial, extradimensional and otherwise previously unincludedâ Optional Protocol to the âInternational Covenant on Civil and Political Rightsâ?â
âOh my god Conner, youâre the only person to say the whole name everâ
âHey!â
âIt all comes down to the definition of the ghost and the fact that Alien addition uses sentience and sapience as a ground to give anyone said rights. And also, US signed it but didnât ratify it soâŚâ
âIsnât it same thing?â
âNope. I thought so too, but apparently signing anything means nothing unless itâs also ratified, so Iâm kinda fucked. Canât even get the UN to frown at them disapprovingly, because officially, nothing was agreed to. And you know, even if they ratified it, ecto-scientists conducted enough research to prove we arenât sapient enough to have these rights anyway. Just most of the states didnât need to make a law out of itâ
âThatâs rough buddyâ
âAre you really quoting Avatar at me right now? Really Artemis?â
âYesâ
âWasnât Avatar this movie with blue people? I donât think they said that thereâ
Mâgann wasnât quite sure why human members seemed to be appalled by the question.
âWeâre going to fix that later-â
âWhat exactly is there to be fixed, because I feel like weâre talking about to different thingsâ
â- but for now can we go back to the whole âghosts have no rights in Illinois��� thingâ Robin continued, completely ignoring Connerâs questions.
âIllinois, Wisconsin and Ohio. There are portals to the Zone in two of these states. GIW already tried to send nuke through one of themâ
âHow Americana of them,â Kaldur muttered.
âIf you have another insane tidbit about them, please share it all now. My mind canât utilize any more revelations like thatâ
âI handled it, donât worryâ
âSomeone tried to nuke literal AfterlifeâŚâ
âYup, get on the schedule Kid Flash. Youâre supposed to be fastâ
Mâgann knocked her arm into his, kinda as a âdonât be meanâ message. Danny kinda tensed, but soon relaxed back and moved his head as if he wanted to lay it on her shoulder. Excitement of the day was clearly catching up to him.
Mâgann wouldnât be mad if he did laid his head there.
âWhy do we learn about it just now?â
âI wrote the report, not my fault you havenât read itâ
âCanât fault us for assuming weâd know every important thing from your endless bitching!â
Danny straightened and laughed, in this horrible humorless way that made Mâgann want to claw at her brain until she couldnât hear or sense any of it.
Instead, she brought her other hand up and just held him tighter.
Thankfully the whole spectacle didnât last long.
âItâs cute that you think I bitch about anything importantâ
âPhantomâŚâ
âDonât Phantom me right now. Even if by some miracle they managed to send the missile to the Zone, it most likely wouldnât have worked. Theyâre mostly just a joke.â
âThey managed to shot you. Right upper arm or shoulderâ
âDonât deny it, weâve seen you wince when I leaned on you and when Mâgann hugged youâ
Martian tried to let go hearing that, but Danny held her in place. She stayed where she was but carefully moved her hand away from the slightly damp area on his shirt. She suddenly caught on everything that was wrong with him, now that she knew to look for it.
âI got worse from the hand of my houseâs security systemâ
âYou⌠understand that itâs⌠like⌠way worse, right?â
âYou donât know life until you hear threats of dissection against your alter ego after stopping death ray with bowl of cereal,â he said, relaxing more into her side again. He sounded absolutely exhausted.
âDo you want to move in here? Until we deal with this whole GIW and assorted mess?â she said instead. Conner nodded, surprisingly eager to share the space that he considered somewhat sacred.
âNope, Iâm good, Iâm needed thereâ
âYou could Zeta- yeah, no, nevermind, it wasnât good idea. But we could make it workâ
âYou still should-â
âItâs fine. I mean, I have it handled and it doesnât affect that many people. And weâre working on it. Itâs fineâ
âIt really is not,â Conner growled.
âYou need your arm patched upâ Mâgann demanded, ignoring previous conversation, with eyes still fixed on the blood that stained her forearm. She shouldâve destroyed at least Operative K.
âI bandaged it upâ
âIt soaked through then. Letâs go to medââ
Loud shrill interrupted her, because of course it did.
âOh, look, convenient distraction! Letâs take the cookies out before they get burned!â
âWeâll talk about it tomorrow,â Mâgann stated in a way that allowed no argument âYouâre getting away for now only because Iâm holding most of your weight right nowâ
âSure we will. And I can stand on my own, thank you very muchâ
âIâve heard many lies today and this might be the worst of them. Weâre going to Medbay as soon as the cookies are outâ
âYouâve got it bossâ
#dpxdc#dp x dc#dc x dp#dcxdp#it's been a while huh?#ALMOST HALF A YEAR?!#the funniest thing is I had this part written when I posted the first one I just wante one more as a back up#and then I rewrote this like three times insteas because I felt like it was getting too serious too fast#i wanted to keep the 'crack treated almost seriously' vibes for a little longer but they just didn't want to be kept#part after that is in theory written but now too has to be heavily rewritten#anyway on more plot related topics#as you can see#I made up an international document#during my studies I brushed against an international law mostly focused on human rights so while I wouldn't call it an expretise I know smt#I believe UN in DC universe would make a document that includes all non-human people runing around and the easiest way I found was#to make an Optional Protocol to the âInternational Covenant on Civil and Political Rightsâ that Conner mentioned#this is first of two convenants and it's basicly âpeople deserve to not be killed or tortured and believe what they wantâ document#the second one is âInternational Convenant on Economic Social and Cultural rightâ; basically âpeople deserve fair pay healthcare and school#I think the optional protocol would be#non-human being who [insert criteria that would be wide enough but also exculde Krypto for example]#also have these rights#I can try explaining it more in depth if someone asks#i know there is a difference between ratifying and signing an international treaty#but i barely understand how it works in Polish law so im not trying to figure out US one#its whole other law system (Poland uses continental law while US uses common law I can explain the difference if someone asks)#anyway#(almost) New Years fic special#part two of five#wandixx writes#have a nice day dear stranger who got to this part
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Odysseus: demanding Athena take off whatever enchantment she put on him the second the situation ends.
Odysseus: who constantly reminds Athena that he has great plans to grow old and die with his wife so don't even think about getting any ideas.
Odysseus: side eye diomedes who has started fucking glowing he has so many enchantments on him: bro you should talk to Athena about getting those removed. You're going to end up immortal or some shit
Diomedes: who has been a solider since he was 5 who has intersting thoughts about his own personhood who has a much more traditional relationship with Athena and would rather literally stab his own eye out with a rusted sword than speak out of turn: I don't know what you're talking about
#odysseus#Diomedes#Athena#This is more pulling from my own headcanons than any source material#But I have a lot of feelings about the narritive physically changing a character and how well that works with the idea that#Becoming immortal is a slow process more of a slide than an abrupt change#And I have a lot of feelings about diomedes becoming immortal and how odysseus only ever wanted to be a man#And how diomedes was having a much more mortal experience and odysseus experiencing so much magic and monsters and gods#And how every step of the way diomedes only ever politely thanks Athena never argues only does his duty#And how nearly everything odysseus met tried to change him or keep him and how he fought against that with his whole being#Also a lot of feelings about the traditional reward for heros was immortality#This obviously does not include all the times Athena treated odysseus like a barbie doll because ody was 98% not aware of that#Athena post the whole ajax going insane thing: that was fun#Odysseus: great yah super fucking fun love when my allies go mad with desires to torture me to death BTW#Take off the invisibility spell I want nobody trace of it lingering on me I am remaining mortal if it kills me#Athena: definitely not pouting you're no fun one little spell isn't going to permanently alter you#Odysseus: I am not taking any chances any invisibility I have is going to be my own fucking skill and your excellent training not magic#Diomedes: internally:after getting the ability to see through illusions and see gods#Should I mention this to Pallas Athena? Did she mean for me to keep it? Is it bad if I keep using it?#Is it even more disrespectful to not use it? Surely she is aware that I still have this? Surely it would be an insult to her intelligence#To remind her that would be casting doubt on her memory and perhaps it is part of a plan and#Who am I to question pallas athenas plans who am I but her devout weapon better to not mention it or any of the other lingering magics#Diomedes realizing a hundred years after the fact that he is in fact immortal: ....should I mention this?#Athena finds it funny to try to sneak magic onto odysseus it's a game for them because their both rat bastards#But not post odyssey it's just triggering then#Actual child solider diomedes#Greek myths
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Every day Iâm haunted by the fact the boys happily swim in sewer water
Even if itâs filtered somehow thereâs no way itâs not still nasty đ Bet they can defeat any of their villains just by accidentally giving them diseases I swear
#rottmnt#rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles#bless their hearts but theyâre nasty#itâs funny because like#each and every one of them has moments#where theyâre a typical disgusting teenage boy#and then the next they have STANDARDS#canât blame Leo for being so determined to go to a spa#even if he nearly licked his own foot thatâs prob cleaner than anything else the boys have been up to in years đ#thank you shelldon for all your hard work cleaning after then đ#theyâre all gross teenage boys!!!#even Donnie he is NO exception here#bro was DRINKING A BEVERAGE while wading through sewer water he is just as gross as his bros#bro also talks with his mouth full he is no more refined than his equally gross bros fr and I love it#but yeah no way that water isnât disgusting even filtering it would still leave grime on the walls of the sewer for yearsss#pros of them moving into an abandoned subway system is fixing their sense of smell enough to not be as gross#100% thatâs part of why they didnât mind being so filthy pre shelldon#because I mean they were literally raised in the sewers and theyâre teenage boys like thatâs a double whammy#THEY ALSO DONT WEAR SHOES#the few times any of them do the shoes are discarded before heading home đ#I love them tho they are endearing anyhow#Aprilâs immune system must be godlike just being around them fr#honestly no joke Mikeyâs probably the cleanest of them all#just by virtue of being a chef#Leo I see as a mixture since he no doubt loves to pamper himself so heâs clean like#a percentage of time before he goes out and ruins his own hard work#Donnie is similar in that heâs just VERY SELECTIVE about what he thinks is too gross#Raph may be more on the stinky end but itâs not his fault he has his stinks and eats things of dubious origin(esp since his bros ate poison)#Donnie and Leo really have the gall to be sick about Raph eating the origami salami but they have no room to talk#all their villains are prob like please stay away from us we have salmonella now
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Okay so this is almost a direct copy-paste of my earlier reblog but only the Xin Yuan parts, because its long enough to be its own post and i want to share it! It deserves it's own post <3 typical starry stuff to write a 2k word long reblog, unfortunately.
I say almost because I went through to proof read and ended up adding more stuff.
I've been cooking on this idea for the last two days since I saw the Xin Mo!Shen Yuan post but??? I can't find anything on Xin Mo's backstory or how it came to be -- which means that's free fucking plot right there baby. That's a sandbox and im making LIFE SIZED CASTLES. I'm so excited.
The idea of Shen Yuan transmigrating centuries before the events of PIDW as Xin Mo -- but when he wakes up, he's not the sword. He wakes up in the body of a young boy named Xin Yuan. Now it makes sense for this boy to be a demon, but the drama, the intrigue, the spice of Xin Yuan being a human child.
SY wakes up as a boy below the age of ten, and the System tells him where he is, and SY is excited to meet his favorite protagonist -- only to gradually realize that he's like, a thousand years or so before the events of the novel. The rant he gives the system is legendary.
Bc what's the point of getting dropped into PIDW if he's never going to meet his favorite character??? This is a scam! BUT he settles into his new life, he's like, some orphan street rat or some other tragic airplane-esq backstory.
The system gives Shen Yuan his first mandatory quest: become a righteous cultivator. Which was like, kinda his plan/hopes anyways, except! There's like?? No official cultivator sects anywhere? The Cang Qiong Mountain Sect hasn't even been established yet, and there are pockets of cultivators running around, maybe some groups or schools popping up and then sinking back down, but nothing's really taken root!
If he asks someone how to become a cultivator, there's no straight answer. No "oh you can go to X to do that". He's pissed! How can he become a cultivator if there aren't any schools around to teach him? Deus ex machina, that's how.
Out of sheer luck, SY manages to help save a rogue cultivator, and promptly gets adopted by said rogue cultivator, who gives SY the name 'Xin Yuan'. He is ecstatic. And you know what? It's actually pretty fun!
He's getting to travel the world of PIDW in its early stages, and gets to see the building blocks for the eventual main story. He's discovering all this local flora and fauna that are foreign to his old world and unmentioned in the book, and he's learning cultivation! Granted, its unsafe, newly(ish) discovered cultivation, but it counts!
Wistfully, he thinks about perhaps he'll do something grand and get his name carved into legend. Something that would eventually help the protagonist later down the line in his quest for revenge.
The system remains silent to his thoughts.
But Xin Yuan doesn't take much stock in that daydream anyways. It's nothing more than fantasy to him; wish-fulfillment. He does discover however, that he is positively brimming with spiritual energy. Overwhelmingly so.
It's both a blessing and a curse, as it puts a strain on his meridians if he's not careful, and leaves him prone to qi deviations for the exact same reasons. He already has a heart demon or two from a few traumatic experiences in the past.
(bc hey! angst a day keeps the writer sadism at bay, and all that)
I'll say he's about... eight when he gets picked up by the rogue cultivator, who I'm calling Lin Kai bc he deserves a name. They travel around PIDW up until Xin Yuan is twelve, where he goes through a traumatic experience that results in a heart demon.
It's after that that Lin Kai decides to put a stop to his wandering, and find a place to settle down to raise Xin Yuan in. Coincidentally! They settle down in a nice mountain region that's thriving with spiritual energy. The mountains at the time were called something different, but they will be eventually known as the Cang Qiong Mountain Sect
Coincidentally, the mountain Lin Kai and Xin Yuan end up on is Qing Jing Peak. XY does not realize that the mountain he's on is Qing Jing. The System does not tell him. But he likes it there, more than he was expecting. And as much as he's traveled around, he really does enjoy being in one place.
He has a tendency to go down the mountain and help the village setting up down there, and when he's a teenager he starts venturing out more and more.
Xin Yuan forgets sometimes that he's in a novel, especially after settling down on Qing Jing peak. The system becomes remarkably quiet since there's no quests for him to do and not a ton of opportunities to get B-Points. He cultivates with Lin Kai, helps tend to the garden they're growing, goes down to the village to play with the other kids.
There's one boy he's best friends with, a boy whose not all that good with words, named Liu Zhihao. He's got potential for cultivation though, so Xin Yuan drags him up the mountain when he can so that Liu Zhihao can sit in on lessons with Lin Kai. He drags him all over the forest at the foot of the mountain to go look at bugs and animals.
(One time, when they're fourteen and Liu Zhihao has been learning cultivation for a few years now, Xin Yuan drags him out of bed late one night to go look at the stars. Xin Yuan tells Liu Zhihao about ascension -- something that still feels like a far off dream to many in this time -- that night, while they're sitting on the wet grass.)
("We should ascend together." Xin Yuan tells Liu Zhihao, jade eyes gleaming. Never let it be said that Xin Yuan doesn't love deeply, no matter what kind of love it is. He was always so lonely as Shen Yuan, Liu Zhihao is his best friend. "We'll become immortals, and then we won't ascend until the other is able to.")
(Liu Zhihao stares at him silently, his face unreadable. Then, quietly, he asks; "Promise?")
("Promise.")
When he starts adventuring outwards, further away from the mountain and the village, Liu Zhihao sticks to him like rice. Not that Xin Yuan's complaining, that's his best friend after all, and Liu Zhihao has become a formidable cultivator. He deserves to show off his skills.
He starts making something of a name for himself by the time he's, like, 18 -- although that name is in its baby steps, along with Liu Zhihao. They're slowly growing renown.
Perhaps XY uses his knowledge of PIDW and cultivation in general to help make advancements in the cultivation field. Although the system prevents him from sharing too much, it doesn't mean he can't practice it himself. Perhaps he's one of the first cultivators to develop a golden core. One of the first known immortal cultivators. One of the first to have a spirit sword.
(Although I don't know the logistics of any of this since my knowledge on xanxia/cultivation stuff in general is all still pretty new and google wasn't all that helpful lol.)
Either way, its my excuse to eventually make Xin Yuan come across as ethereal to other people. Peerless beauty SY for the win. Hs wifebeam is too strong, Xin Yuan has a line of suitors following after him and he's completely unaware of it. The rest of history is not.
Demon realm stuff has been stirring up since Xin Yuan was a kid, but at the time it was rare and in the beginning stages. Its been steadily ramping up and the system is sending him on more and more treacherous quests -- some of them mandatory, some optional. SY doesn't often take the optional ones unless it comes with a sufficient B-point reward.
for all intents and purposes though, he's a wandering rogue cultivator with Liu Zhihao, going from place to place to either help a town or village, or to discover more creatures or artifacts (although there aren't that many). Just all around living his life. He participates in a few major quest lines that are sure to get him mentioned in legend, even if it's a background character way.
(Unbeknownst to him, rather than being a side character in these legends, he's named directly. You can't become one of the first immortal cultivators and NOT get name dropped for clout.)
He has a spirit sword named ShÄ MĂł, (ć shÄ - to kill/weaken/counteract/reduce) (é mĂł - evil spirit, demon, possession). He routinely goes back to QJP to see Lin Kai, or to rest when traveling has worn down on him and he wants nothing more than to sleep somewhere he knows he'll be safe in. It becomes more frequent as Xin Yuan becomes more famous. Liu Zhihao often comes with him.
it all comes to a head though when the rifts between the demonic realm and the human realm become too great, and the balance between both realms becomes unstable. A demonic emperor's influence, wanting to merge the two realms so he could conquer both to satiate his own greed.
Typical evil king stuff. This comes to a climatic head in a great battle between every cultivator available and the demon emperor's army. Xin Yuan was one of the many who helped lead the charge.
In the end, it was Xin Yuan who ends up defeating the demonic emperor, but the rift that the emperor used to cross between worlds is destabilizing as well. Except instead of trying to close, it's getting bigger and bigger, threatening to swallow the heavens and earth and demonic realm whole.
You know how Yue Qingyuan's soul is bonded to his sword due to a qi deviation? Let's take it a step further >:)
Xin Yuan uses himself and ShÄ MĂł to close the rift. However, it takes all of his spiritual energy to do so, as well as him filtering the demonic qi into his body to redirect it back to the demon realm.
In the end, Xin Yuan and his beloved sword ShÄ MĂł fuse. Xin Yuan's soul becomes trapped in the sword. His physical body is unable to handle the immense amount of power it takes to close the rift, and is destroyed. He is immortalized in legend by his grieving cultivators.
(Liu Zhihao ends up ascending alone. He ascends with the hope that one day he'll see Xin Yuan again, even if it's in the face of someone else. Lin Kai does not ascend, too weighed down by the grief of losing his son.)
Xin Yuan, now Xin Mo, falls into a stasis. He's very confused and disorientated when he regains 'consciousness'. The system has been silent for most of his life, only popping up to give him mandatory quests, hints, points, or to answer any questions.
But once he wakes up, it cheerfully pops up again, congratulating him on completing the origin story of Xin Mo. SY freaks the fuck out. he'd shake the system screen if he could, but he doesn't have arms. or legs. or eyes for that matter.
He can sense his surroundings, but its all like imprints to him. He can sense the energies, but he can't see anything. It's all very disorientating and horrifying after years of being human. Like a sensory deprivation chamber.
The closing of the rift and the cycling demonic qi tainted both Sha Mo and Xin Yuan irreparably, and it did some kind of damage that resulted in SY needing to feed in order to use the spiritual powers. Kinda like how Xuan Su uses YQY's life force for it's spiritual energy, but instead of feeding on his own lifeforce, Xin Mo feeds on others.
The rest is history. Xin Mo is originally tied to the story of Xin Yuan -- believed to be all that remained of the man after he sacrificed himself to keep the realms separate. It's believed that the force of the realms closing permanently infused Sha Mo with demonic energy, turning it into Xin Mo.
But, like many stories do when faced against the tide of time, things get lost; chipped off; changed. Xin Mo is steadily separated from Xin Yuan, especially once it becomes clear how parasitic the sword really is, until they are all but separate entities themselves and the origin of Xin Mo's creation all but forgotten.
The years blur together when Xin Mo is not being wielded, and at first Xin Yuan was agonized by the fact that he stole the lives of all his wielders. He knows it's only a novel, but his decades spent in this life have softened him, and he's grown attached to the world around him.
But time erodes the mind like water erodes stone, and he becomes numb to it, then eventually anticipating of it. He forces himself to remember what he knows of PIDW's plot, and kinda fixates back on his old obsession on Luo Binghe. But while PIDW stays in his mind, his memories as Xin Yuan fall to the wayside.
Not forgotten, per se, but... tucked away. The system prevents him from forgetting fully.
Xin Mo isn't fully a demonic sword either i think, but instead harbors an ugly cocktail of both spiritual and demonic qi. Special circumstances and all that. Everyone just assumes he's a fully demonic sword because that's usually at the forefront, his spiritual qi weakened from the initial fusion and from years of not being fed spiritual qi. It's part of the reason his wielders always end up destroyed by him, other than the whole, yk, 'overwhelming qi' thing.
Nobody would recognize Xin Mo's human form as Xin Yuan other than some truly ancient demons. Of which Meng Mo might. But even that's iffy because there's a lack of surviving paintings of Xin Yuan, but also because of XM's demonic appearance and supposed lack of connection to XY.
Xin Mo has never spoken to his wielders before, not in the same way he does Luo Binghe. He tells Luo Binghe this, and he also tells Luo Binghe down the line that he is both spiritual and demonic -- something he also never told his wielders because there was no point to it.
okay okay i've got to end it here because its already gotten ridiculously long -- of which im both apologetic and unapologetic for -- but i DO think the Shang Qinghua and Shen Yuan meeting (and reveal) would be fucking hilarious. Especially if SY has learned how to pop between sword form and human form by then -- although i guess it doesnt matter either way because SQH's reaction is still the same.
And that reaction is internally screaming and going "hey what the FUCK?? WHY DOES XIN MO HAVE A HUMAN FORM??? WHAT IS THIS??? SYSTEM??? EXPLAIN???"
meanwhile from his place on the sword hilt xin mo is squinting at Shang Qinghua in bewilderment and going "aren't you supposed to be dead" but doesn't pay too much mind to it because its not like its going to change anything.
...up until he catches shang qinghua going "WTF" silently from his little corner while all eyes are off him. One moment SQH is standing beside his king, and the next he's been tackled to the ground by one wild-eyed, human-shaped Xin Mo.
everyone, including SQH, thinks Xin Mo is going to kill him. It is a surprise to everyone when he does not, and instead dissolves into deranged, uncontrollable laughter after spitting out some phrase in some ancient tongue and watching SQH's eyes grow wide in recognition.
#svsss au#svsss#scum villain au#scum villain#scum villain self saving system#shen yuan#shen qingqiu#luo binghe#liu zhihao is indeed based off liu qingge. i am a multishipper at heart and liushen is a delicious ship. XY and LZ i think were very devote#to each other regardless of if it was romantic or platonic. they're besties! and im a sucker for devotion in all aspects. its neat :)#XM eventually tells LBH about how he used to be human once and he tells him about his Xiao Zhi. and that he hopes Xiao Zhi was able to reac#ascension in his absence. LBH silently seethes with jealousy and abandonment issues a mile wide. he asks XM if he misses him. XM gets this#unreadable distant look on his face that makes him look far more mortal than is comfortable. then he mutters 'yes.' LBH hates it#Cang Qiong sect gets miraculously spared by Luo Binghe on account of 'my demonic sword grew up here and he'd be upset if i ruined it'#does LZH look like LQG? ...i want to say yes bc itd be crime to derive SY of LQG's beauty even if he never knows what LQG looks like#imagine XM as human coming to clash with YQY. he takes one look at YQY. then at Xuan Su. before going 'we're alike. you and i.'#rip SQH. executed for the crime of *checks scroll* making XM laugh before Binghe could. making XM laugh at all actually#XM is usually very reserved and restrained but for the first time in a thousand years he's met someone just like him. the emotional rush#is intense. SQH asks him later how long he's been Xin Mo. expecting like. at LEAST a few years now or after him but then XM blinks at him#and then mutters something about how he's lost track of time. oh hey btw what year it is??? he forgot to ask. SQH tells him and Xin Mo says#'oh! about a thousand years now' 'WHAT' and XM tells him about being Xin Yuan which SQH was not expecting. whether thats because#he genuinely wasnt expecting it or it was part of his outline or an idea he messed around with and didnt expect to make it into the world#SQH tells him about the legend of Xin Yuan. XM is stunned. he asks about Liu Zhihao. LZH made it into legend too. which XM is very#pleased by. 'good. he deserves it for all the hard work he put in.'
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I dont know where you people are finding or trusting (!!) places like Chuang or Lausan but come on.
1. pieces using terminology like authoritarianism or totalitarianism should at least give you some skepticism, if not in taking them seriously, then at least in having some understanding of how those terms are positioned geopolitics, eg, western imperialist motives in smearing their enemies who have the most power and ability and organization in fighting back.
2. theyre very purposefully unclear in their exact positions or affiliations. say, their funding for operations - especially when it's not just one guy and clearly they're not asking for viewer/follower support. they may (supposedly) seek collaboration with indigenous and anti-imperialist groups and then turn around and either insinuate or openly call china imperialist. unserious. and then have the gall to say they support a revolutionary global leftism
#I'm not saying theyre backed by US feds or the western NGO-sphere but... look. anti-china angles have been getting funneled money#at this point in time I'm just kind of done with vague 'leftist' groups generally speaking.#if u put 'revolutionary' anywhere near your mouth. then get serious.#in contrast to these groups like chuangcn or lausanhk who have been relatively prolific in recent years#qiao collective really slowed down and didn't post anything in 2023 and I was so worried it would go dark like thechinawiki.com#which was (apparently) just run by One Person#sinophobia machine go brr#sinophobia#chen yells at clouds. more at 10#media matters#gonna keep my original tags on this. but I must add more:#after some digging & analysis I believe chuangcn to be part of the human rights industry-NGO ecosystem backed by US hegemony
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