#lackless

[incorrect-kkc-theories]

The Yllish Story Knot on the Lackless box contains instructions on how to open it.

The Box itself contains 2 items: 1) Instructions on how to make the box.

2) A really clear glass marble, that was super hard to make to make 3000 years ago, and was a prize for whoever opened it.

Not their fault that it took so long and glass smelting advanced to such a degree.

[timelorddarthswagger]

Had a drink. So imma drop a name of the wind theory off cuff. Brace yourselves you filthy casuals!

Puppet cracked because he tried to learn the name of the archives without considering the people who where in it at the time, the doors of stone, and the part of it connected to the underthing! We know that aspects of sympathy deal with the transfer of energies. And thermal bringing is a thing they've mentioned. But naming works on laws of equivalent exchange. The complexity you're trying to understand the name of. Mirrors the complexity in you.

The same with Auri and the underthing. I think that she might be Vintish. And like the sleeping burrowed thing. She tried to bind herself to the underthing but ended up broken. The same way that Dena's name had symbols like the rose and waterfall. Auri's name meant bright... and something else. Whatever he said to Elodin. Sorry I'm drunk. I try to or at least make an attempt at cohesion.

[bitchslapblastoids]

only six years late to this one but holy hell this is such an excellent, ambitious fic!! it’s hard to world build and establish a plot in fic that doesn’t feel predictable or overused, but this was gripping!! the dystopian elements to this fic were so fucking compelling!! the mystery and the build and the ending were so satisfying! i just really admire anyone working to step outside of standard ficcy tropes (even if i'm a complete total sucker for ficcy tropes and adore them!!) if somehow anyone else also hadn’t gotten around to reading virus by lackluster @virusphanau, make it happen!!

[gaiussleechtank]

Just an idea that's trapped in my idea notes, but imagine if there was a magic reveal around the time Arthur became King, magic gets repealed and Merlin is generally accepted all round:

It was one of those days that, in Merlin's opinion, made the ego of the knights increase several times over. The sun was unfairly hot, increasing in heat as the day goes on, so obviously everyone had stripped every unneeded layer that was possible.

Everyone except Merlin.

Gwaine launches a punch at Arthur and nearly gives the guy a black eye. He swerves our of the way and staggers into the dirt just in time.

"Oi, Princess! What the fuck?" He mutters as he wipes the sweaty mud from his chest.

Arthur is staring at something off the field, following the King's line of sight directly to everyone's favourite manservant.

"Ah, of course." Gwaine smirked. "Merlin. Why am I not surprised?"

"He must be boiling." Arthur muttered, referring to Merlin's horrid lacklessness of clothes. There were way too many clothes on that man's body.

"Lancelot." Arthur snapped loudly.

"Yes, my lord?" Lancelot tried innocently as he approached the King warily.

Arthur grabbed Lancelot's arm and whispered, "You're closest to Merlin-"

"I don't agree with that."

"- so convince him to at least get him to take off his neckerchief, or even better his jacket."

Lancelot stared at Arthur with an unreadable expression before smiling. "Yes, sire."

The loyal Knight jogged over to Merlin, the servant looked up to his friend and they started to converse but then Merlin launched to his feet with a stricken expression. He grabbed Lancelot by the arm and dragged him into a tent.

#__#

"You know exactly why I can't take off my shirt." Merlin cried out as the flaps of the tent closed.

"Of course I know, Merlin. But you're not in hiding anymore. Arthur knows, everyone knows. And they know what you've done for the kingdom. They would understand where you got your scars from." Lancelot replied gently. "The others will admire your bravery and strength, I know I do. I know Arthur will."

Merlin stared at Lancelot, biting his lip. "They aren't pretty scars, they're ugly and nasty-"

"And show that against everything you've survived, you've beaten all odds." Lancelot stepped close to Merlin and took his hand, he would hug the warlock but he's sweating far too much. "Scars aren't meant to be pretty, they show the honest truth and the truth isn't always nice. But you're Merlin, you look the bad stuff in the face and tell it to piss off." Merlin snorted. "Look, I'm not saying to be shirtless, just take the neckerchief and jacket off before you get heatstroke and Arthur gets an aneurism."

Merlin's brow creased in confusion.

"Arthur asked me to since apparently I'm the one that's closest to you." Lancelot rolled his eyes.

"Bloody hell he's an idiot."

"You're the only one that can tell him that." Lancelot chuckled, heading towards the tent entrance. "Do something about your clothes because I'm sweating just looking at you."

"Yeah, yeah," Merlin waved the knight off. "Leave me in peace."

Lancelot left the tent grinning, going back to Arthur with a little congregation of knights and squires already forming.

"I did what I could, Arthur." Lancelot put his hands up in defence.

Arthur nodded distractedly in Lancelot's direction whilst keeping his eyes trained on the tent. When the tent reopened, everyone quickly dispersed, humming and talking nonsense as Merlin walks through the training field.

"Holy shitting fuck." Gwaine openly gawked at Merlin.

They knew he was lean, no longer the skinny twig he was when he first came to Camelot, but not built. Not this built. And gods, the scars that rippled over his muscles. Even through the mix of faded reds, pink and white, it took nothing away from Merlin.

Lancelot spoke the truth, the knights did admire Merlin, after learning everything that he had done over camp fires, nights at the tavern and the random comments. The squires looked up to him as a role model. The knights admired his strength in every aspect.

But right now?

The heat had melted every persons ability to think, and Merlin was scarred, sweating, and looking like the glorious god that the druids claimed him to be.

"Eyes up here, knight." Merlin motioned with his fingers.

"I'm just saying what everyone's thinking." Gwaine smirked. "Especially Arthur."

Arthur closed his mouth but continued to stare.

"Happy now, prat?"

"Y-yeah." Arthur managed to say.

#__#

"Five pieces of gold they fuck."

"You're on."

[silverfoxphil]

fic recs?

a fire inside by Lackless

the "helpless" series by kishere

just a little bit closer by possumdnp

taxicab confessions by scuddleduck

three of us by SylvesterLester

present by yikesola

last disco by possumdnp

[bookcub]

Hemme: "Master Hemme was the king-high bastard of the lot. He took delight in student’s discomfort and did everything he could to badger and unsettle them. He had a fondness for trick questions."

Lady Lackless: "The roads are always thick with Ruh bandits this time of year."

[kvothes]

Since we’re talking kkc today, who are your favourite characters (aside from kvothe) and what’s your fav theory about stuff that’s yet to be revealed? If you enjoy that sort of speculations, nw if not!!

i feeeeel like most people know the theory that meluan lackless is kvothe’s aunt, and i do love it. i also saw smth recently about moonlight that i won’t be able to articulate but boiled down to moonlight as a weapon, which is why one should fear a night with no moon…

i really love bast, i really love elodin, and i really love wil and sim!

[kuntquats]

Posting like an anti-bot so your bot becomes a lackless anti-soul

[calvins-dad]

Kvothe is a Lackless

I just reread NOTW and Wiseman’s Fear and something I picked up on that I didn’t before is that Kvothe’s mom was not Edema Ruh. She was a noblewoman who eloped with Kvothe’s dad. In one of the few interactions we get between Kvothe and his mom, Kvothe sings a rude song about the Lackless family which really upsets his mom. Maybe she’s only upset because the song is rude, but it could also be that she is a Lackless and has some residual familial loyalty. Later, when we meet Meulan Lackless one of the first things Kvothe learns about her at the Maer’s dinner is that her younger sister (no name given) ran away to marry a trouper which is why Meulan hates the Edema Ruh (besides the general racism that exists towards the Ruh in the NOTW universe. As far as timeline goes, I think it is safe to assume that Meulan is at least in her late twenties (no proof of this but we know the Maer is in his 50s so hopefully she’s out of her teens-early twenties but she still needs to be in her prime years of fertility since that’s the main driver of the need to marry) and her younger sister could be just a year or two younger. A 16-17 year old could run away with a traveling troupe, have a child soon after, and 17 years later be 34 making her older sister 35 which seems reasonable. I know that Kvothe extensively researched the Lackless line but it wouldn’t be odd for such a proud family to erase the name of a wayward younger sister. Meulan never says the name. Why would Rothfuss drop all these hints if not to draw attention to the fact that Kvothe is half Lackless? This would also explain why Kvothe’s dad was able to put together a song about the Chandrian with relative ease compared to Kvothe; the Lackless family clearly has some connection to the Chandrian so there was an early source of information for the song. I don’t know if this will ever be revealed in the text, and it seems unlikely, since I doubt Kvothe will call on the Maer again and he has no other family to ask, but it does add another interesting layer to the mystery of the Chandrian, the Amyr, and the Lackless family.

[bodhrancomedy]

This series has been going on for a year, so there's a lot of characters (and with the attention spans on TikTok, similar ideas which upsets me as an actor).

Under the cut is a masterlist of every franchise and character created!

(Warning, it's long)

ACD Sherlock Holmes: Doric speaking cab driver who fears being sent back to his Deaf school & very posh magician who actually believes in magic.

Addams Family: Victor Addams, enthusiastic medical student and complete madman. Triplet with Atticus Islay (Indiana Jones) and Teddy (the Mummy). (He/they)

Bridgerton: Lord Barnaby Lackless, a very eccentric, autistic bachelor.

DnD Honor Among Thieves: New member of the crew, hopeful tempest cleric.

Doctor Who: Odhrán Catton, a nonbinary Irish history student

Ghosts (BBC): Stubborn 1920s ghost who died after he “saw the first diesel motorcar, briefly”. Obsessed with Poirot and silent movies.

Good Omens: Clueless angel that got a body with non-working ears.

Harry Dresden:  Wizard apprentice who doesn’t take any of Harry’s misogyny shit.

His Dark Materials: Servant with a bat daemon working against the Magisterium as a spy, occasionally alongside Lord Asriel using ableism as his shield.

House of the Dragon: Very snarky BSL/SSE using servant.

How to Train Your Dragon: Pipsqueak Peerie, a squeaky-voiced childish Viking with three hearing dragons called Incus, Malleus, and Stapes.

Indiana Jones: Atticus Islay, very tired teaching assistant to Indiana Jones. Triplet with Victor Addams (Addams family) and Teddy Islay-Addams (the Mummy).

James Bond: Nigel, a low-ranking MI6 agent temporarily standing in for the 007 designation.

Jurassic Park: Paleontologist with weird priorities (bring him the big bugs!)

Kung Fu Panda: A sarcastic kung fu bat.

Merlin: Sly knight from a family of mages attempting to hide his deafness with Merlin’s help.

Mummy 1 & 2: Theodore “Teddy” Islay-Addams, an archeology student who lied his way onto the dig of the first movie and studying for his PHD in the attacked museum of the second.

Narnia: Logical Northern Irish Pevensie cousin. (Does not like the British Imperialism and really want to hug Aslan).

Our Flag Means Death: You/Sweetheart (renamed by audience), bloodthirsty pirate fleeing his murder of an ableist teacher in Edinburgh.

Outlander: Doric-speaking (but mostly signing) minor clansman who DOES NOT LIKE the main character's 1940s views on D/deaf people.

Owl House: Florestan, a student forced into the healing track to “fix” his ears who just wanted to be a bard.

Rings of Power: Insecure BSL/SSE using elf wanting to prove himself against the dark forces.

Star Trek: Unnamed science officer who isn’t allowed to collect rocks anymore.

Star Wars: Pilot whose twin brother was taken to be a Jedi (and likely died during Order 66)

Stranger Things: Cowardly new arrival to Hawkins with an interest in animals.

Supernatural: Cassidy, a cocky Irish hunter.

Tangled, the Series: Albany, a cartographer with a murderous grudge against Rapunzel and her father.

Umbrella Academy: Another child of the 43 pregnancies born in Ireland. Is immune to all poisons and mildly antagonistic (in a non-personal way) towards the Hardgreeves.

What We Do in the Shadows: Timothy, a sweet and earnest vampire (who crashes into things as a bat).

Witcher: Radek Solkov, alchemist, explorer, and failed mage. Very loud, very flamboyant.

X-Men: Cassidy O’Conner, a nervous mutant student at Xavier’s School who can transform into a bat and just wants to be an illustrator.

[cryptiboy]

hey, so whoever was previously running @lackless, your accounts been hacked and taken over by a bot who’s been deleting messages and blocking people, idk if you’ll be able to see this or not but if you do I would def update your passwords/info and stuff

[silverfoxphil]

Who are your top three phanfic authors?

shiwisins, ottertrashpalace, Lackless

[phanfictioncatalogue]

Horror (6) Masterlist

part one, part two, part three, part four, part five

Pay attention to tags!

And As The Clock Turns Over (ao3) - PoisonedMind

Summary: Dan is handcuffed to the table in an interrogation room at a police station. Why? He honestly doesn’t know.

chaos in bloom (ao3) - vvelna

Summary: The adventures of Dan and Phyl, ghost removal experts.

date with death (ao3) - angelmichelangelo

Summary: “You know, cooking isn’t exactly my forte,” Phil tells him as he dishes up two plates that somehow managed to survive the disaster.

Dan hops down from the counter he’d been perched on and follows Phil to the table.

They take their seats opposite one another and Dan picks up his fork.

“Looks good though,” he tells him. “If cooking isn’t it, what is your forte?”

He looks up and watches Phil swirl his spaghetti around his fork. He slurps it messily, and the end slaps him on the chin leaving a red sauce mark. He wipes it away with the back of his hand.

“Killing,” he says casually. “Killing is my forte.”

Dead! (ao3) - orphan_account

Summary: Phil is a zombie living in the abandoned Luton airport, Dan is a human survivor. Bound together by the fear of what hides in the dark, they choose not to kill each other, and begin the long journey to Manchester and (hopefully) to new colonies. Enemies to (kind of) Lovers, dark comedy, little bit of fluff and hurt/comfort.

Dead of Night (ao3) - PoisonedMind

Summary: The windows rattle and the floor creaks and Dan writes i miss you to Phil before he goes to the bathroom to brush his teeth.

As he crawls into bed, he checks his phone. There’s a message from Phil waiting for him.

I'll be home soon

Don't Let Them In (ao3) - orphan_account

Summary: Phil has an experience with a black eyed child.

Flies (ao3) - DarkEyedDreamer

Summary: Dan's in trouble. Something dark is going on in the orphanage he's been staying at; but with no proof no one can do anything to help him. A boy who refuses to speak his own name has a plan to help them escape and take as many people with them as possible, but the evil lurking in this hallowed grounds does not plan to let them leave without a fight.

Hello? Is Anyone There? (ao3) - orphan_account

Summary: Who told Dan to trust the voices behind him?

i’m not home (ao3) - orphan_account

Summary: phil’s last night alone takes a turn for the worst

Lamb (ao3) - Anonymous

Summary: Phil goes to the house that has plagued him with nightmares for two decades

(TW) Love Lead Us Here (ao3) - AnnaSepulchre

Summary: "Sorry, I promise I wasn't watching you sleep or anything creepy like that." 2009 - Dan kidnaps Phil. Phil's POV.

molasses (ao3) - vvelna

Summary: Home at last after finishing the Interactive Introverts tour, Phil accidentally kills Dan and he comes back to life in the body of a pastel plushie.

No Place to Hide (ao3) - xDeathMelodiesx

Summary: It’s the apocalypse, zombies fill the earth and Dan and Phil lock themselves in a shed to hide from a horde.

Puppy Love (ao3) - citizen101erased

Summary: Phil goes to the dog show. He comes back with more than just fun stories and instagram selfies. Dan is pretending not to be pleased, but honestly, he can’t say no to those cute puppy eyes.

But then, strange things start to happen…

red snow (ao3) - watergator (orphan_account)

Summary: dan and phil's dream vacation soon becomes their worst nightmare

Santoku (ao3) - Lackless

Summary: A fic set in the "In The Half Light" universe.

Sweet Dreams (ao3) - Nefertiti1052 (Succubusphan)

Summary: He woke up but didn’t open his eyes. Sleep still made his eyelids feel heavy and he buried his face into the pillow, feeling oddly hot and sweaty. He rolled his shoulders, feeling strangely stiff and uncomfortable and quickly realized something was wrong.

Tall (ao3) - TortiTabby

Summary: Phil's lost in the woods with his body guard and secret boyfriend, Dan, when something in the shadows stalks them.

take you back (ao3) - irrationalqueer

Summary: “This is so fucking stupid,” Dan hisses, rolling his eyes when Phil slips in the mud again and catches himself on Dan’s shoulder. Dan shifts to wrap an arm around him, though, and helps him to the base of the hill they’d been climbing down, and Phil just grins at him.

“I just thought it would be cool,” Phil says brightly, tapping his phone screen to bring up the flashlight app now that Dan’s waving his aimlessly around. “You don’t believe in ghosts, or demons, or whatever’s supposed to be here, so why does it matter?”

The Sand (ao3) - jerseker

Summary: Phil loves the kinetic sand, loves pressing it between his palm, loves running it through his fingers. He loves watching it fall from his hands bit by bit. He loves the sand and he needs to share it with everyone.

A fic inspired by the LessAmazingPhil video Kinetic Sand.

WAKE UP (ao3) - orphan_account

Summary: Dan is living a normal life with his boyfriend Phil. They're youtubers, and have a show on the radio, everything is going well... Well except for those weird papers that keep appearing everywhere, telling him to wake up.

whispers trail and linger (ao3) - dvp_95

Summary: Dan had an imaginary friend when he was young. It doesn't seem to have gotten the memo that he's grown up.

[grate4ul]

inhaler is popped between teeth & tongue. air pushed into lungs that have been vacant. disregarded by times lackless nightmare. in some instances, whether asleep or awake: the nightmare would always loom. ❛ IT GOT YOU , and i couldn't save you. ❜ you pant as the scene still plays in the back of mind. a lifeless boy : only fifteen. ❛ s-sawyer, something doesn't feel right ❜

sleep is SNATCHED from he. flowery fantasies of byers boy and drive in theater are now GONE. eyes flicker open, a HAROWING breath of air sucked into tarnished lungs as he rises from bed. left hand blindly reaches around bedside table to snatch trusty INHALER and he shakes - once, twice and presses down to absorb contents.

item is then flung on bed as he makes a DASH for sammy's room. flinging stickered door open, ❛❛ it's okay, sam. it's me. ❜❜ moving to sit beside her, one arm wraps around waist and other holds her head to his chest, ❛❛ what was it this time ? ❜❜

[teccams-socks]

The Blac of Drossen Tor

What we know:

- At Drossen Tor there was a battle during the Creation War

- More people died there than are living in the mortal world during Name of the Wind

- Lanre and Lyra fought on one side for the empire Ergen, against a beast 

- Finol, a previous wielder of Saicere/Caesura (Kvothe’s Adem sword), fought on one side against daruna and gremmen. She was killed there.

- Lanre also died at Drossen Tor, and Lyra brought him back

- The battle was fought for 3 days and 3 nights, under the sun and the moon. 

“Then came the Blac of Drossen Tor. Blac meant ‘battle’ in the language of the time, and at Drossen Tor there was the largest and most terrible battle of this large and terrible war. They fought unceasing for three days in the light of the sun, and for three nights unceasing by the light of the moon. Neither side could defeat the other, and both were unwilling to retreat.

“Of the battle itself I have only one thing to say. More people died at Drossen Tor than there are living in the world today.

“Lanre was always where the fight was thickest, where he was needed the most. His sword never left his hand or rested in its sheath. At the very end of things, covered in blood amid a field of corpses, Lanre stood alone against a terrible foe. It was a great beast with scales of black iron, whose breath was a darkness that smothered men. Lanre fought the beast and killed it. Lanre brought victory to his side, but he bought it with his life.”

- The Name of the Wind, Chapter 26: Lanre Turned, pgs 195-196

“Next came Finol of the clear and shining eye,” I repeated attentively. “Much beloved of Dulcen. She herself slew two daruna, then was killed by gremmen at the Drossen Tor.”

- Wise Man’s Fear, Chapter 125: Caesura, pg 915

What we can speculate:

“Seven things has Lady Lackless Keeps them underneath her black dress One a right that’s not for wearing One a sharp word, not for swearing Right beside her husband’s candle  There’s a door without a handle In a box, no lid or locks Lackless keeps her husband’s rocks There’s a secret she’s been keeping She’s been dreaming and not sleeping On a road that’s not for traveling Lackless likes her riddle raveling.” - The Name of the Wind, Chapter 11: The Binding of Iron, pgs 85-86

“Black dress” has a phonetic similarity to “Blac” and “Drossen.” Obviously this is a bit of a reach, but if it is true, it means that under the place where the battle occured are Lady Lackless’s seven things.

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Since both the sun and the moon shone during the 3-day battle, we know it did not occur in the Fae (where the sky does not change daily). Either the battle was fought in the mortal world, or the battle occurred before Jax stole the moon and split the worlds.

[peggytime]

Every now and then I think about that scene in the kingkiller chronicle where kvothe kills that bandit party and I just despair. Why do I write anything when the peak of literature has already been achieved?